Chapter 7

The church put together a celebration in honor of Dan’s 30-year anniversary as their pastor. They invited everyone to meet one Saturday down by the lake for a full afternoon of swimming, barbecue, games for the kids, and fellowship. The occasion gave Dan an opportunity to look around his life and assess his own growth as a man.

When he’d agreed to take on the role as pastor of Church of the Holy Word, he’d been a financially struggling young man with a pregnant wife. Not long after, Sarah had given birth to his favorite person, his daughter, Izzy. Still, his uncertainty about his place within God’s plan had held him captive mentally for years. Finally, he had been willing enough to accept the Lord’s guidance, and his life had improved immeasurably. As objectively as he could, he tried to imagine any living man being more blessed than he. Sure, other men were more wealthy or famous – but Dan didn’t covet those things. He had been granted the means to earn a comfortable living doing God’s work. His paychecks didn’t amass into great sums of material wealth for him, but he and his family enjoyed a simple, comfortable life. As if he needed any more proof of his blessed status, there were two loving and incredibly busty women in his home who still craved his touch.

Years earlier, while Izzy was still pregnant, she’d initiated a love-making session with her father. That was not unusual. What was new to Dan was his daughter’s reasoning.

She leaned close to him and whispered, “My milk came in today. I’ve been waiting for you to get home from work, Daddy. I wanna see what it feels like when you suck milk out of me.” She noticed the outline of his cock began to grow down the left leg of his pants, which made her smile with eagerness, like a wolf as it begins to drool before eating.

Dan quickly moved with her to the master bedroom, shedding clothing along the way. They found Sarah already sitting on the edge of the bed. She’d been waiting for them.

“Dan, baby, I remember absolutely loving the feel of you nursing me back when I could still lactate. I was hoping I could watch you two now that Izzy’s milk has come in. And ... maybe try some myself?” she said with hope as she looked to Izzy’s face. The teen smiled and nodded her head.

“Mhmm, that sounds ... sexy. But first, I wanna taste Daddy”, she informed her parents. She sat next to her mother and pulled Dan’s heavy prong toward her mouth. Sarah caressed and kneaded Dan’s buttocks while their daughter did her best to get Dan’s whole cock in her mouth. Though she put forth a valiant effort, she still couldn’t get more than about half of it in her mouth before feeling as if she would gag. No matter what mind trick she tried to play on herself, she couldn’t get his cock in her throat. Her body just wouldn’t allow the intrusion, no matter how much her libido wanted to go deeper, her body would revolt, forcing her to back off.

Her eager gobbling of his member had an unsurprising effect on Dan. “Oh! Gonna...” was all he said before he began spurting ropes of his essence into Izzy’s waiting, humming mouth. When she felt his spasms stop, she pulled off his rock-hard rocket and turned to kiss her mother. They shared the bounty of Dan’s load between them. As usual, much of his spend could not be contained in Izzy’s small mouth and ran down her chin, dripping onto her swaying tits. After the mother and daughter finished kissing and sharing Dan’s cum, Sarah briefly leaned down and gathered the seed from Izzy’s boobs before they kissed again.

Even after this, Dan’s cock was still fairly hard, a fact Izzy couldn’t miss since it still swayed heavily in front of her face, dropping fat drops of daddy cream onto her thighs.

“Mhmm, that was a really good start”, she said to her parents. “but the next load goes inside me.”

Without fail, the sight of his busty daughter and the thought of sliding his cock into Izzy and shooting his load as deeply as possible caused Dan’s meaty meat stick to lurch in anticipation. Even so soon after releasing his spend into Izzy’s mouth, his dick began to ooze precum.

“I wanna ride on it this time. Is that okay, Daddy?”

Dan nodded, “That’s fine, baby.”

Sarah scooted to the other side of the bed, but still within arm’s reach as Dan lay on his back and Izzy mounted him. She was still quite tight, and his dick certainly hadn’t gotten any smaller, so it took a little while to get him all the way inside before she rested, breathing heavily, smiling down at him.

“It’s just so, so good, Daddy”, she said. “I feel so full when you’re inside me, stretching my pussy.”

He groaned while watching her wobbling, milk-laden teen udders sway and slap in front of his face. Just then, he noticed a tiny bead of thin, white liquid on Izzy’s right nipple. He pulled her torso down so he could capture the nipple in his greedy mouth. The taste and aroma immediately reminded him of when Sarah had been lactating. He continued to softly suck as Izzy’s milk flowed into his mouth in thin jets of her sweet titty nectar.

Izzy mewled and moaned as her father fed himself from her leaking tits. The combination of his manly face smashed into her sensitive, swollen breast while his oversized cock stretched her pussy caused her first whimpering orgasm to roll over her in sumptuous waves.

When Sarah noticed her daughter’s body begin to relax, she took it on herself to attach her mouth to Izzy’s other nipple. The teen was quickly overcome by the knowledge that both her parents were suckling from her at the same time, while her father’s huge dong was still plowing her dripping cooze. Her second orgasm didn’t last as long as the first, but it hit more suddenly. As Izzy relaxed again, Sarah pulled away, allowing her husband to once again take the lead in delivering pleasure to their daughter.

Izzy looked down at her father’s face with adoration and awe. Somehow, he was able to forcefully skewer her with his veiny flesh rod while at the same time, his body language and face beamed with his love for her. He was an enigma. So very kind and tender. So brutally lustful.

Overwhelmed by her emotions and the sensations Dan continued to deliver to her, she fell forward, her milky tits pressed into his chest as she kissed him gratefully. Suddenly, they both heard a noise that surprised them. Looking toward the source of the noise, they saw Sarah on her back, legs splayed wide apart, teasing her butthole with her vibrator. Slimy with lube, it hummed loudly as she began to press it into her back hole. Each centimeter of penetration brought new grunts, groans and squeals from Sarah until she found a comfortable depth and held it still with one hand, using the other to strum aggressively across her clit.

Izzy smiled and then turned her attention back to her father. To Dan, her face seemed like a paradox, as cute and innocently eager as a child, while her motions and words gave a decidedly different impression. Actually, everything except her face showed her craven libido in full action; the enticing curves of her petite body, the awe-inspiring swells of her breasts, the sensual movements of her body against his and her needy hips that urged him to pummel her deeper.

“I’m gonna fuck you, Daddy”, she said, just barely above a whisper. “It’s gonna be so good, you might forget that you’ve ever had sex before today.” She proceeded to pound herself up and down on his thick, veiny cock, brutally bouncing her clit on his pubic bone as his cock punched her cervix with each thrust.

When he could hold off no longer, he emptied himself inside his daughter with a groaning sigh. In what had become a sort of tradition, Sarah lapped up Dan’s excess cum as it flowed from her daughter’s pussy.

After the three of them had cuddled through their afterglow, they separately showered before meeting again in the family room.

“Daddy, Momma, I’ve decided something”, Izzy began. When they each nodded for her continue, she did so. “I don’t want to marry someone outside the family. You know that I’ve tried dating a few boys from school and one from church, and I’ve tried to find some reason to want to be with any one of them. I really have. But I just don’t think any man could make me as happy as Daddy does.”

Sarah chimed in, “Honey, you might still meet some other boy, you never know.”

Izzy nodded, “You’re right. And I’m not saying it like it’s forever. But I would like to stay here and raise the baby with you two. This is the best environment I can imagine for a child to be raised in, so why would I be in a rush to take the baby away from it?”

Dan thought her reasoning made sense. “Sweetie, we don’t want you to feel like we’re trying to push you out of the house. We just want you to have a normal life. In most ways, finding a loving, God-fearing husband of your own would be the most obvious way to do that.”

Izzy measured out her words, “I just want you both to know that I would like to raise the baby here. And I’m not currently looking for a man of my own. Is that okay with you both?”

Dan looked at his wife and offered a sigh before nodding. Sarah pulled Izzy in for a tearful hug. “You’re our baby girl. You always will be, no matter what. If you want to stay with us and raise your baby, that’s just fine, honey. But ... your Daddy and I both think you should keep looking and praying for a good man. We’re not giving you a deadline or anything. But, like I said, you might change your mind in the future. God might put the right fella in your life tomorrow! You keep praying about it and remember that you’re welcome to stay with us as long as you want to, sugar.”

Two days before Christmas, Izzy gave birth to a lovely baby girl. She decided to name her April, because that’s when her pregnancy had been confirmed. Little April was a laughing baby. An inquisitive baby. A mirror image of Izzy at that stage.

As she grew, April found ways to frustrate her mother. It was a common sight to catch Izzy shaking her head in confusion after witnessing something April had done or said. It wasn’t that April was a bad kid, just precocious and curious. Sarah took every opportunity to remind Izzy that April was clearly her mother’s daughter.

“Honey, she’s just exactly like you were. I mean ... to a tee. All the things you did that made me scratch my head and feel like pulling my hair out – well, now you know how I felt. But remember, God doesn’t give us patience all at once, honey, we have to learn it over time. Maybe this is His way of teaching you some of that.”

Even with her daughter’s seemingly-constant methods of causing her frustration, Izzy was a spectacular mother, just as Sarah had been. She gave loving direction and she offered praise at any moment that warranted it. She avoided physical discipline unless it was absolutely necessary, and even then, she did so with a soft hand. April’s favorite person in the world was her mother. That indescribable mother/daughter bond never wavered.

She knew her mother, Izzy, only as ‘Momma’. She knew Sarah as ‘Nana’. She knew Dan only as ‘Daddy’. Initially, Dan had some misgivings about this. But Izzy quickly, and correctly, pointed out, “Well, she is your daughter. Besides, the whole church community knows that she’s yours, Daddy. They know you did God’s work by putting her in my tummy.” That shut down his half-hearted rebuttal.

Dan doted on April even more than he had Izzy. With his calm demeanor and strong hands, he made sure she received the lessons of childhood in a loving, God-like manner. Much like her mother had, April came to see Dan as the epitome of what a man should be.

To ensure the girl didn’t grow up with a princess complex, Dan taught her from the Bible, just as he had been raised. April could recite the Beatitudes by the time she was four. Not only that, she truly believed that Jesus had laid out a plan for her life that she would be foolish to stray from.

Izzy could see the signs that April was nearing puberty, both physically and mentally. On a few separate occasions, while April was in school, she discussed this with Sarah, who offered advice from her years of motherhood whenever Izzy asked.

“I’m so excited for her, Momma”, Izzy said, “and I’m scared for her too. Does that make sense?”

“Certainly”, Sarah answered. “I felt the same way when you were that age. To know what great things are waiting for your little girl ... it’s almost like being overwhelmed with anxious joy on behalf of someone else. Of course, if she decides to go against our beliefs and do things her own way, then that might bring her a whole world of pain and heartbreak ... and that’s the part that scares us.”

Izzy nodded. “Yeah ... that’s why I’m scared. But I sure hope she chooses like I did. I mean ... golly! There’s no way for me to even describe the pleasure she’ll feel if she lets Daddy help her learn.”

Sarah nodded. “Yep. Same as when I was talking to you when you were her age. We still have to try of course, but you’re right. The words are not enough to help her truly understand how good it can be. More importantly, she needs to understand how wonderful her life can be if she follows God’s plan for everything – not just the fun stuff.”

Over the course of the next year and a half or so, Izzy spent some evenings in her daughter’s room, just as Sarah had done with her. Izzy taught the girl how to keep herself clean and shaved smooth. April’s questions about her own body were not unique. As a matter of fact, they were almost a carbon copy of the comments and questions Izzy had raised herself at that age.

“Momma”, April asked, “are my boobs gonna get as big as yours and Nana’s?”

“Maybe”, Izzy answered honestly. “Your boobs are already pretty darn big for your age.”

“Are they bigger than yours were back when you were my age? ‘Cause I really want mine to get hee-uge like yours are now.”

Izzy tried to remember. “You might not be quite as big as I was back then, honey. But you have nothing to worry about. Like I said, you’re already pretty big. Plus, I can promise you that when God puts the right man in your path, he will love your boobs no matter what size they are. Because a good man will love every part of you, not just these two parts.”

“But Momma, I don’t know any good men. All the guys I meet are just boys and they’re stupid doo-doo heads. They’re always making fun of me ‘cause I’m so short or trying to grab my boobs.”

Izzy recalled her adolescent years and the same teasing. She’d delivered a swift kick to quite a few fellows’ junk during those years. Shaking her head clear of those memories, she reminded April, “But you do know one good man, sweetie. You know your Daddy. He’s the kindest and best man I’ve ever met. And he loves you more than his own life, I promise you.”

“He wouldn’t try to touch me without permission either”, April said.

“No, he wouldn’t do that, sugar”, Izzy agreed. “But before long, I bet you’re going to want to see how it feels when he touches you, isn’t that right?”

April began blushing. “Maybe...”

Izzy smiled. “Uh-huh. You can’t fool me so easily, little missy. Don’t forget that I used to be your age, feeling the same things you’re feeling now. Your Nana helped me the same way as I’m helping you. And even as good as it feels when you and I love on each other, do you know what feels even better?”

“Is it ... loving on Daddy?” April asked.

Izzy nodded with a grin. “Yes, baby. Spending time with Daddy learning how to be a good, Christian wife is the single most fabulous thing ever. And I mean ... ever.”

“Is it ‘cause his penis is so big?” April asked. The family had continued their in-the-house nudism lifestyle even after April’s birth, so she’d seen her Daddy’s flaccid member flopping around, slapping his legs when he walked through the house.

“That’s part of it, sure,” Izzy said. “But your Daddy is such a caring man, so patient and loving, that it feels wonderful just to touch one another. Once you’re ready to have him inside you, that just takes it to the stratosphere! It’s just ... he’s so good, baby. God has blessed me in so many ways. One of those ways was when your Daddy filled me with his big cock and then shot his cum inside. That’s how our loving God brought you to this world – your Daddy and I did the Lord’s work to conceive you, then God molded you while you were still in my tummy.” Izzy had a wistful look of longing on her face. She’d also been idly touching herself while talking about Dan.

“Is that why you’re rubbing your pussy, Momma? ‘Cause you’re thinking about Daddy?”

Izzy nodded. “You’re a smart girl, baby. That’s exactly why. Ooh ... I need to feel him inside me again.”

Before Izzy had joined her the first time, April had been grinding her crotch on a pillow, teasing herself with the friction. But her mother showed the eager teen how to bring herself to orgasm using her own fingers. Then, with a vibrator. Then, Izzy tasted her daughter for the first time. April’s guttural cries echoed through the house when she felt her mother’s tongue on her little slit.

“Oh, Momma! That was ... like ... the best thing ever!” April said as Izzy wiped her daughter’s juices off her own face.

“You just wait, punkin’”, Izzy said with a smile, “it gets even better.”

“You mean when Daddy puts his penis in me?” April asked.

Izzy nodded. “Yep.”

“I’m awfully slippery and turned on, Momma. Should I go ask Daddy to do it now?”

“As much as you might want to, I don’t think you’re quite ready yet, baby.” Izzy wanted to watch her daughter get skewered by Dan’s huge cock almost as April wanted to feel it. But Izzy could tell, just from using her fingers on the teen, she wasn’t anywhere near ready for Dan’s spear - she was still way too tight. Until the girl had been loosened up a bit, trying to get her Daddy’s big dick inside her would only lead to disappointment or pain. Or both. So, Izzy made up her mind to drop by Giddy, the lingerie shop, to see if she could find a suitable dildo. Or maybe two.

The following day, Izzy visited the lingerie shop and found a dildo that she believed would be a good starting size for April. It had a veiny, more realistic look. While it was miniscule compared to Dan’s cock, Izzy thought the 5-inch length and average girth might work well for her daughter. It would certainly stretch her tiny kitty, but should be safe for her to use while she got used to something larger than a couple of her own fingers.

Izzy then found another, larger dildo. At first glance, it looked like a slightly smaller version of her dad’s erect member. Bulbous head, thick, veiny shaft and probably about 8 inches long. When paired together, the sight of the silicon sausage and her happy thoughts about Dan’s cock made her pussy begin to tingle and moisten, dew drops running along her slit to wet her panties. She chose to purchase the larger dildo as well. She would break it in herself, and April could have it when her body was ready for it.

She giggled to herself as she paid for the items and walked to the car.

“Daddy”, Izzy began, “I think it’s time for April to take the next step.”

Not wanting to assume, Dan asked, “And what is the next step for her?”

“Watching us, just like I watched you and Momma when I was her age”, Izzy responded. “Her pussy is still too small for her to join in, although she really wants to. So, I figure she can watch us from the vanity chair.”

“All of this sounds vaguely familiar”, Dan teased with a smile.

“Har har, Daddy.”

Dan thought about it for a moment and agreed. “Okay, baby. If that’s what you think is best, I’ll be happy to play my part.”

“I’m sure you will”, Izzy kidded with her father. “There’s a big difference between she and I though; I was waiting to have sex with you because I didn’t want a baby right away. She wants to have sex so badly that she’s willing to take the chance. Her need for pleasure is even stronger than mine was at that age.”

Dan raised his eyebrows. “Wow. That’s really saying something, honey.”

Izzy nodded, “I know. But trust me, she’s ... like a firecracker.”

Since the household was a clothing-free zone, everyone saw everyone else naked every day. So, Dan had certainly noticed his youngest daughter’s physical maturation. Her breasts continued to expand and ripen, mirroring the growth he’s seen in Izzy. While April’s breasts were a shade smaller than Izzy had been at that age, she was also a bit shorter than her mother had been. So, she continued to be a near copy of her gorgeous mother, including proportionally. Their areolas even matched! Large, slightly puffy and the color of bubble gum. Thinking back to Izzy’s post-pubescent teen years, the only noticeable difference Dan could see between his daughters was that April had not inherited her mother’s shy nipples. The younger one had her Nana’s thick, almost rubbery nips.

“So, should we hold off?” Dan asked. “Do you think April needs more time to think about this in a mature way? It sounds like you might be afraid she’ll try to join us before she understands the true purpose of it.”

Izzy thought about it for a moment. “I don’t think waiting any longer is going to help. But I do think we should include Momma in this. I know they’ve been loving on each other once in a while. And I think she can help make sure April stays over by the vanity while they both watch us.”

In the years since Izzy had first shared herself with him, Dan had been blessed with many opportunities to enjoy Izzy and Sarah, separately and together. The idea of adding little April to their naughty reverie made his cock twitch.

Izzy noticed with a sly smile. “You sure you’re up to the challenge, Pops? I mean, you still wear me out when it’s just us two, and I know mom feels the same. But your recovery times aren’t what they used to be when we gang up on you”, she laughed in a good-natured way.

Dan smiled, “Well, what do you expect? I’m almost 60 years old, honey.”

“Daddy, you know I’m only joshing, right?”

He nodded. “But you’re not completely wrong either. As I said, I’m not as young as I was, so somethings aren’t quite the same as they used to be.”

“You’re still the best, Daddy”, Izzy kissed him on the cheek while reaching down to grab his slowly thickening shaft. “There’s no way anyone could be as good as you for a woman. Your big dick still makes me walk funny after I ride it. You can still make me or Momma cum at will, it seems. And you can still go more than one round in a night ... it just takes a little longer for you to recuperate in between. There’s no shame in that, Daddy. None at all.”

“Thank you, baby”, Dan kissed Izzy.

“You’re welcome”, she said. “Now, what would you like for me to do about this stiff cock of yours?”

“Get it wet, baby”, Dan instructed her, “then use your big titties to make me cum.”

“Gladly.”

Izzy spoke with Sarah about her plan for April. After hearing her out, Sarah wasn’t convinced it was the right move. She shook her head with compassion while telling Izzy, “Honey, it’s not a good idea to take her in there and let her watch her Daddy use his big dick on you. Not yet. She has to understand and fully accept the primary reason for this process ... making a baby.”

“The decision is up to her first; does she really want a baby? As her mother, that’s when you have to assess her readiness. Is her decision based on short-term pleasure instead of creating a child? Is she mature enough to raise the child? And so on. Based on what you’re telling me, and what I’ve seen with my own eyes, I don’t think she’s ready, sweetie.”

“So, I just keep telling her she’s not ready yet? I’m afraid it’ll break her heart”, Izzy answered.

Sarah shook her head, “She won’t be hurt by it as long as you treat her like a young lady, not a child. If she’s not ready to have a baby, then you should talk about that with her. Before she gets the go-ahead from you, she needs to have a clear picture of what’s ahead. I know you do everything you can to protect her, but maybe you should be more direct and frank with her when you talk about creating a new life. She’s already heard all about the good things that come with motherhood – from you and I and the church. Maybe she needs you to give her the other side of it; the discomfort of pregnancy, the pain of childbirth, the mental toll of raising a child ... you know, all the same stuff I told you about when you were her age.”

Izzy nodded. “I might have been using ‘mom’ verbiage, when what she needs might be ‘girl talk’.

“Exactly”, Sarah responded. “Give her a clear picture. Lay it all out there. Make sure she knows you’re telling her all this so she can make a mature and wise decision, the same as you did.”

“Thank you, Momma”, Izzy hugged Sarah.

“And make sure to let her know she’s not alone. Even if she gets nervous talking with you about this stuff, she can always talk to me.”

Izzy nodded her understanding. Inside, though she knew her mother would echo her sentiments, she secretly hoped that April would continue to trust her throughout any confusion, instead of going to Sarah for advice.

That evening, and over the course of the next few days, Izzy and April talked through all of the teen’s questions. After the lengthy, sometimes contentious conversations, April let Izzy know that she understood and would pray about it before making a decision.

About a week later, while eating breakfast, April announced to the family that she was not ready to have a baby. She knew that meant she wouldn’t be able to touch Daddy like a wife would, but she believed it was best to wait. She also informed them, “I don’t know how long I’m supposed to wait, God hasn’t told me that part yet. So, I might change my mind tomorrow, or it might be a long time. I don’t know yet.”

Her Daddy, Momma and Nana all congratulated her for making a difficult but wise decision.

Without purposely intending to do so, Izzy had convinced April to rely on the larger dildo while pining for her Daddy’s big dick. The teen made another wise decision when she chose not to mention that part at the breakfast table.

“I think your Daddy is really starting to look forward to father/daughter time with April”, Sarah said over coffee with Izzy.

“Yeah ... there’s definitely something going on. He’s much more...”

“horny”, Sarah completed her daughter’s sentence.

Izzy nodded, “Yeah, that. I mean, it’s not like he ever denied either of us, but lately, he’s like a machine.”

“That’s a good way to say it, sugar; ‘machine’. I don’t even think he’s doing it consciously. But watching little April’s titties bounce around the house has got to be part of what’s driving him to want sex so much more often.”

“Wait”, Izzy said, “he and I have done it at least 6 times this week. Are you saying he’s been fucking you during that time too?”

“Oh yeah”, Sarah nodded. “Now, you have to understand, back in my forties, I was so worked-up all the time that your Daddy had trouble keeping up for a while. Heck, I was even hornier in my forties than I had been when I was a newlywed, if you can believe that. These days, I still get wet when your Daddy and I love on each other, but it’s nothing like it used to be. For a while there, I was the one initiating it. Every time. Now, I’d be content to feel your Daddy inside me maybe once a month or so. And that’s the way we were living our life, until recently. Now, he’s on me at least 3 or 4 times a week!”

“Golly! I knew ya’ll had a period of less sex while you were going through menopause. You’ll remember that I was the one Daddy spent time with when you didn’t feel up to it. But holy moley! In the past week, he’s had sex 9 or 10 times?! That’s gotta be some kind of record for a guy his age.”

Sarah nodded, “Maybe so. But I don’t wanna meet any man who could beat that record. He’d have to be a complete scuzzball pervert. Probably somebody who never got hugged as a kid and screws farm animals for fun.” They shared a wincing laugh.

“Wow. Imagine how backed-up he would be if we weren’t around. That dear, sweet man would have no other option than masturbation”, Izzy shook her head empathetically.

“Oh I’ve seen him jerking himself. Walked in on him just the other day while he was whacking it in the shower.”

“What?! How is that ... wow. Even 9 or 10 times with us wasn’t enough for that mule dick? Geez. Well, I gotta know ... did you help him?”

“Kind of”, Sarah answered. “I got in the shower with him and sat down on the edge so he could shoot his cum on my boobs. He still did all the work himself though. Only thing I did was hold up my tits and shake ‘em some - didn’t even talk dirty.”

Amazed at her father’s capabilities, Izzy shook her head. “Well, at least for now, if you need a rest, just send Daddy my way”, Izzy grinned. “But if April holds out much longer, he might cripple you and I.” They laughed together.

April’s curiosity seemed boundless. Every few days, she would pose a question to Izzy or Sarah that would shock any other mother or grandmother. In nearly every case, Izzy or Sarah would offer a calm, even-toned and honest answer to the teen’s query. On one occasion, Sarah’s reaction was more direct and a lot less friendly. At least initially.