Chapter 6

“The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide to be.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson
0355 hours, local time
Saturday, 21 July, 2018
Our Family Residence
Kastrup, Denmark

I had just gotten out of the shower, with Inga in tow, I might add, while Frederik and Bjorg were, well, busy with something else, when I saw Magda standing just outside of the master bathroom. She wasn’t alone, either. There was a young fellow countrywomen of hers, one with hair that was either sandy or dirty blonde, it was hard to tell in that dim light. Given that I was naked, not bothering with a bath towel just then, and so was Magda, yeah, it was full front nudity and Magda’s friend saw ... everything. She took a very close look for whatever reason, not that I minded at all, and whistled softly. Then she blushed before asking a very personal question.

“Wait ... are you Jewish? Where’s your ... foreskin?” she blurted and then caught herself, looking even redder in the face now.

“I beg your pardon. Who are you? I mean, other than obviously one of my daughter’s friends. I’m Robert, by the way, and for the record, I’m half-Jewish, on my father’s side, which doesn’t count. I don’t practice the Faith, not that there’s anything wrong with it. Anyway, circumcision is very common in the United States, where I’m from, young lady,” I waxed a little sterner than usual, probably due to the shocking level of impertinence.

I was no prude or anything (obviously!), but it just seemed like a very presumptuous or intrusive question under the circumstances, before even telling me her name. She turned redder still, but she even now kept looking at my groin, as did Magda. Inga, for her part, well, she looked at my ass from her angle. Then she grabbed my cheeks as if to claim me in her own fashion, albeit hardly exclusive or jealous in the usual sense. The girl in question bit her lower lip, and then did something that shocked me. She knelt, opened her mouth, and slowly began sucking my cock.

“Oh, fuck, that’s hot, Daddy ... Katrine, I told you that he put the ‘fox’ in silver fox, didn’t I? Here, let me ... assist you,” Magda surprised me by openly sharing my dick with her friend.

“What am I, chopped liver?” Inga playfully scolded us before she knelt and parted my cheeks to rim me ... she also licked my balls and my taint.

I felt as if I ascended into the stratosphere and wafted on clouds of mouth and tongue. This was my concept of Heaven or Paradise or whatever, no doubt. Three lovely ladies pleasured me, including not only my old flame, but my own daughter and her good friend, Katrine. Said friend looked up at me with pleading eyes, clearly eager for my approval, perhaps trying to atone for her earlier impertinence. If that was her goal, she was well on her way to achieving it, especially given her undeniable enthusiasm for licking the head of my prick.

“Today is Katrine’s eighteenth birthday, Daddy. I wanted to give her a special treat ... and apparently, it worked. That’s not all, of course. I really wanted her to get pregnant by you, just like me. So, how about it, Katrine? Do you want to get knocked up on your eighteenth birthday, even if it has been legal for the past two years?” Magda teased her friend as she suggested that I breed her, too.

“Is he ... the father of your baby? You know, is this an incest love child?” Katrine asked her, clearly aroused by now, even as she dropped her pants as well as panties and bent over the bathroom sink.

“Yes, and I can tell you ... it’s an amazing feeling, knowing that my baby Daddy is my Daddy, too. We will be sisters as well as mother and daughter. Yeah, I’m really hoping for a girl, so Daddy can breed her as well in time. Do it, Daddy, breed my girlfriend Katrine here! Give her your seed, pretty please!” Magda encouraged me, even as Inga and she spread Katrine’s cheeks to rim her.

“Fuck, yes, those ... tongues ... up my ass! Oh, God, yes ... fuck me ... do me ... breed me!” Katrine begged me now to impregnate her.

That was steamy enough, but the way that Inga and Magda licked her bottom and made out in front of me just above where I humped was even sultrier. It was an amazing foursome, me pumping harder on each stroke balls deep inside yet another Danish cutie while the other two ladies tasted her booty with obvious enjoyment. I knew what was coming, of course. There would be yet another baby born to a Danish lady with an American father. I decided one thing for sure ... I would see to it that all of my progeny would be born on American soil, so they would have natural-born citizenship. I would just have to make enough visits to Nevada or somewhere else to do that, and use the excuse of checking up on my property there.

In any case, I kept pumping good and hard inside Katrine, much to her satisfaction, even as she pushed back at me with her hips and buttocks. She evidently wanted this every bit as much as i did. She wanted to get pregnant by me and be that way in some kind of pact with my daughter. The trio of ladies from my host country all did their best to treat me like a proper guest or tourist or whatever, if giving one a tour of their bodies counted. When I began slapping Katrine’s cheeks and yanking her hair, she screamed in so much delight that she could have awakened Frederik or Bjorg if they weren’t engaged in sodomy instead.