Chapter 6

Otis was in his neighbor’s kitchen when Nichole tossed a letter on the counter, “I got your mail; looks like you got a letter from Susie.” Otis picked the letter up eagerly; he hadn’t heard from his daughter since the events surrounding the swing set five months ago. However, his face fell when he read the contents. “Bad news?” Nichole wondered.

“Susie is pregnant,” Otis said glumly.

“Why is she just telling you now?”

“She said she had to do something once she started showing and my ex noticed.”

“Dad the culprit?”

“Since Susie is blackmailing him and me; I’d say that’s the case.”

“Whoa, she’s black mailing us?” Edgar wondered. “What’s she want?”

“Money set aside for her to go to college as a single mother and a monthly stipend to take care of medical expenses and stuff for the baby. I can’t manage this! The divorce was so expensive, and a new house. I don’t have any equity I can draw on. What am I going to do?”

“I don’t know either,” Edgar stated. “I’m in as much trouble as you are!”

“Really, you guys are stumped. This is so easy.” When both of the older men looked at her with blank stares, Nichole added, “The three of us sleep in the same bed almost every night so Dad can get a BJ or fuck my tits while Otis is fucking my pussy. You’ve got equity in this place, right dad?”

“Yeah, but how does that help?”

“Really, you’re still not seeing? We sell our place Dad, and move in with Otis. That way I keep getting stuffed from both ends, and you two can pay to take care of Susie’s college and baby. And people think that girls with big mommy milkers are dumb.”

Edgar beamed at his daughter, “Nichole, you’re a genius! You’ve solved all our problems!”

“Well, maybe not all our problems,” Nichole said sheepishly as she reached into her purse and pulled out a small plastic stick with a display window on it.

“Is that a pregnancy test?” Otis asked.

“It is, how did you know so quickly?”

“Susie included a picture of her positive pregnancy test with her letter,” Otis explained as he picked Nichole’s up. His eyes darted back and forth between the letter and what he was holding in his hand. “Oh no! Nichole, is this a positive test?”

Before Nichole could answer, her father yelled, “How could this happen?”

“Otis and I might not have been perfectly compliant with your rule that we needed to wear a condom when we had sex.”

“How not compliant?”

“I’d say we did it raw about every week or two. It was harder to muster the willpower to wrap it up when I was in the middle of my cycle.”

“Nichole, that’s when you need protection the most!”

“It seemed to work OK for aobut 4 months,” Nichole protested.

“I guess we’ll still have enough money to take care of two babies if we’re both under one roof,” Otis speculated.

“Besides Dad, you’re missing out on the bigger picture, you can be the one fucking my pussy while Otis fucks my mommy milkers.”

“Nichole, we’ve talked about this. I can’t have sex with you because I might knock you up!”

“Dad, you can’t knock me up when I’m already pregnant! It doesn’t work that way.”

“Oh shit!” Edgar sighed as he started eyeing his busty daughter up and down.

Otis was watching Edgar’s gaze travel up and down Nichole’s curvy body. Normally, her tits held most of her father’s attention, but now after the surprise announcement that she was pregnant with his child, Otis saw Edgar’s eyes linger on Nichole’s belly and thighs for longer and longer periods of time. Otis was still reeling from the idea that his innocent little Susie had resorted to blackmail to deal with her pregnancy. He supposed she wasn’t as innocent as she used to be after the events on the swing set. On a different topic, he was looking forward to the idea of Nichole and Edgar moving in with him. Nichole was right, he was over here a lot of the time, but the three of them would be together all the time if Edgar sold this place. Otis had his thoughts of the future interrupted when Nichole unsnapped her shorts, and seductively slid them down to her ankles. Otis had expected Edgar to protest that he couldn’t really have sex with his own daughter, but he had a glazed look in his eyes. It was almost as if the declaration that it would be safe to have sex with Nichole through the course of her pregnancy had shut down portions of Edgar’s brain. He was the one actually pealing the panties off Nichole as he stood behind her. Otis got out of his own shorts, and hopped up on the counter to get head from Nichole while Edgar did whatever he was going to do.

Otis sighed as Nichole took his hard cock in hand and sighed even louder when she slurped his dick into her mouth. He called out, “You always do such a good job of sucking me off Nichole, but it’s extra spicy right now. It’s like you’re giving me a reward for making you pregnant”

Edgar still seemed kind of out of it as he finished getting Nichole out of her panties. Then he rubbed and grabbed his daughter’s ass, before sliding a finger into her pussy. Nichole applied extra suction to Otis’ cock when that happened. Only then did Edgar start taking his own shorts off.

Otis was getting really turned on by the idea of Edgar and Nichole actually fucking, he wasn’t sure if he was going to keep control of his cock and announced that to the room, “I swear, I think I’m going to cum in Nichole’s mouth the moment you get your cock inside your daughter. Are you ready to drink my jizz when your old man starts banging you Nichole? What about you Edgar? Is the idea of fucking your own daughter so hot that you’re going to insta-jizz in her belly?”

Edgar only grunted, but he did take a step closer to Nichole, poking his daughter’s round ass with his hard cock. Nichole reached between her legs to guide her father in. Otis saw Nichole’s eyes roll up into her head and she temporarily released the presure on his cock as her own father’s dick sank into her. Edgar grunted again as he started fucking Nichole.

“Oh shit! It’s happening, I couldn’t keep control of myself! Drink my jizz Nichole, swallow every last drop of my cum while you’re getting fucked by your own father! Mmm, yes, that’s a good girl. No wonder your father didn’t mind not getting any of your pussy for the last few months. You suck dick like an angel Nichole! Even though I just came, keep sucking me the entire time your father is fucking you!” Nichole smiled at him as she continued working on his half hard cock.

Edgar’s expression was completely blank as he fucked his daughter now; almost like he couldn’t process what he was doing. He wasn’t talking like Otis was, just grunting every time he thrust into her. “He’s fucking you like an animal!” Otis told Nichole.

“Yeah he is; he’s got me bent over like a bitch in heat!” Nichole agreed. Then she giggled, “Although, can I still be in heat if I’ve got a bun in the oven?”

“It’s more than that!” Otis explained, “It’s like he’s reverted back to some sort of pre-caveman mindless fuck frenzy.”

“Whatever the cause, he’s doing me really good!” Nichole moaned. “Think he can last until I get you hard enough to cum again?”

“I sure hope so, that would be fantastic,” Otis stated, but from Edgar’s grunts, he didn’t think that would happen. They were getting faster and faster. Without warning, they slowed down but became ever more urgent. Finally some glimmer of understanding returned to Edgar’s eyes.

“What the fuck just happened?” Edgar wondered as he stepped back from Nichole and his cock made a popping noise as it slid from her pussy. My cock is sore and my balls feel like they’ve been forcibly drained.

Otis found the idea that Edgar had been so turned on that he didn’t even remember fucking his daughter so exciting, that his cock released more cum into Nichole’s mouth without even making it to full hardness. Then he closed his eyes to enjoy Nichole swallowing a surprise load of cum. “I guess he did last long enough for me to cum again.”

Edgar walked slowly out of the kitchen while Otis sat on the counter with Nichole sucking his soft cock, trying to revive it. She did her best for five minutes, but even though Otis moaned and said it felt fantastic, it refused to get hard again after cumming twice in sush a short period of time. That changed when Otis saw Edgar return with a hard on of his own. Otis found himself hoping that Edgar would fuck his daughter again, and just that thought was enough to cause his cock to swell and stiffen quite pleasantly.

Edgar sat down on the couch staring at his wet, limp dick. He knew it had been inside Nichole, and it was sore in a way that he knew he had been fucking hard into a tight pussy. Probably a pussy that had been clamping and squeezing on his dick. His balls felt completely drained, and he felt extremely satisfied in a way that didn’t happen when he tit fucked his daughter, or when she sucked him off. The urge to fuck Nichole had hit him like a ton of bricks when she announced that she was pregnant with Otis’ child. Despite the way he felt, he was telling himself that had to be something he only did once. He had come to terms that he was a pervert who enjoyed popping teen cherries. He was also the sort of pervert who enjoyed his own daughter’s tits. Sure, it was incestous, but he loved Nichole’s big milk jugs. He had often fantasized about blowing his wad in poor Susie’s cunt while Nichole sucked him off. He couldn’t manage that when his girl was tit fucking him though. Her rack was so magnificent, when she had her tits squeezed around his shaft it was impossible to think about anything else. Fuck, Otis was going to make him a grandfather, and they had shared his daughter hundreds of times by now. He was just going to have to be content with blow jobs and titty fucking while Otis plowed his daughter’s fertile belly with his cock. The more he thought about it, the more he wanted Otis to give him other grand children. Then an absolutely obscene idea occured to him; maybe he could father one of his own.