Chapter 6

When we returned to the ranch the kids tore through the boxes of clothing. It was like Christmas for them. Sharon had packed the boxes with an eye towards winter so there were a lot of coats and jackets. Sharon took the musical instruments and began sharing them with the children who were interested. Megan, the one responsible for teaching the children, took the books and began making plans for classes for the children. I opened a big box on the bottom and was trying to figure out what a maxi-pad was, and why panties need liners, when Sharon took it from me saying that was just for the girls. So I left and got busy putting the tools I had brought back away in the barn.

It took a while to tell everyone what the town had been like. We tried but it was impossible to relate just how it felt being there. There were so many houses and buildings with no people around. It felt as if there were ghosts just sitting around watching you, not interfering.

After about a month everything pretty much returned to normal. Fall had arrived and we even had our first snow of the season. It was an early storm and the snow did not last but the kids had fun playing in it. The new clothes came in handy. Another month went by and the big news was that Sharon, Janelle and Mikey were all pregnant. Mom was right; it felt like they had always been part of our family. It did look a bit peculiar to everyone when all three of them delivered within 36 hours.

Over the next ten years we made many trips back to the city, sometimes several in the same year. Sharon was able to find supplies that repaired our solar panels and even added some new ones. We found all the materials that we needed to add wind-power to our grid. We now have lights on anytime we want, plus the kids can watch movies again and listen to music. We also brought back appliances, additional refrigerators and freezers. The girls even had hair dryers.

As the kids got older some of them joined us on the trips. With their help we were able to round up some livestock to bring back. We stopped at several farms along the way and found a couple more wagons.

We have quite a family now. Over the last ten years we had to build several new houses to hold everyone. There are over eighty children now. Even though there were different mothers, because I was the only father the kids all called each other brother and sister. Sometimes it was confusing figuring out whether they were really a brother or sister or just being called that. But I guess in the final analysis it really did not matter.

The sun was just starting to rise when Megan woke.

I turned over to look at Dan. It was hard to believe the thirty-year old man sleeping next to me was the little brother I used to tease so much. He was sleeping on his back so I thought it would be pretty easy to wake him. I reached over and ran my fingers up and down his cock. He certainly is not the "little" brother any more. Last night we went to bed and just fell asleep without any lovemaking. Maybe that is why I feel so horny this morning. When my light stroking did not wake him, at least not the big guy, the little guy was responding, I grabbed him with a firmer grip and began to move him around like a gearshift. It's time to get into a higher gear Danny-boy.

Dan finally stirred. "What are you doing? It's too early to get up".

I waved his cock around to show him just how wrong he was, "I think you are wrong there, you're already up".

He reached over, grabbed me, and pulled me over on top of him. Once I was settled in on him, I rose up on my hands and let a nipple brush against his nose and then down into his waiting mouth. His tongue was giving me a real tingling between my legs. My pussy needed something to grab on to. I rocked back just a bit and my pussy found the perfect thing to grab onto. I had planned on teasing him a bit, sliding down on him slowly but it felt so good I pushed back until he was buried deep inside me.

His mouth could not reach my nipple any longer so he put his hands on the front of my shoulders and lifted me up so I sitting upright on him. If he went in me any deeper he would be popping out my mouth. I closed my eyes and began rocking back and forth on him. It was a perfect motion with direct pressure on my clitoris. It usually only took a few minutes for me to cum this way. But something was missing. I stopped rocking and reached down and brought his hands up to my breasts. That's better. As I returned to my rocking he began rubbing my breasts. He gave both of them a big squeeze, and as I was about to reward him with my own squeeze he let out a yell. "Hey, stop that".

I opened my eyes and looked around. I was sure he was talking to someone that had come in. When I did not see anyone I looked back at him and then had to laugh. His face was wet and I realized what had happened. I was still breast-feeding. He had given them a good squeeze and they had responded like they are supposed to. With a big smile I told him, "If you don't want milk, don't milk me".

He held me up with one hand while he wiped his face with the other. "You squirted me". He closed his eyes and put his hands on my hips and began pushing me back and forth on him. His tongue came out and licked a drop off his lip. "You don't have chocolate in the other one do you"?

"You wish. I haven't had chocolate since we were kids. You'll have to try Janelle or Sharon. Maybe they have some".

He laughed, "I already asked. They both said no. Janelle asked what chocolate milk was".

I rocked back on him. "Besides, this is pay-back. You have been squirting me for years". I had to add, "Don't complain. I get milky white stuff if I squeeze you too much also". I would have added more but the rocking was getting to me. I was finally ready to reward him with that squeeze when I heard one of the kids crying in the playground we have between the wings of the house. Just ignore it. Someone would come out and take care of him soon. But as the crying continued it was hard to ignore. The kids were my responsibility. Everyone had a major job in the family. The kids were mine. Maybe if I rock faster I can get this orgasm taken care of and then I can run out and see what the problem is.

If anything the crying was getting louder. It sounded like he was really hurt. Just one more minute, please. But it was not going to happen. The crying was too much of a distraction. "Dan, I have to go see what is wrong".

As I rose to get off of him he lifted his hips trying to keep his cock inside of me. Once I was off of him his cock remained pointed in the air. "Don't worry about me Megan; this will probably go down in an hour or so. There should not be any lasting medical problem".

I gave his cock a playful slap and it waved back and forth. "You poor baby, I'll be back if I can".

I got up and put a t-shirt on and then went out the door and started down the hall. Just before I reached the end of the hall Mary, my oldest daughter, turned the corner and walked up to me. She was one of the reasons I had put on the t-shirt. It was not fair to be a mother in her thirties with a daughter that looked like her and who walked around naked. She had grown up to be a gorgeous young lady. Of course my breasts used to stick out like that before I had nine kids.

"Mom, I need help. I don't know what to do".

I had no idea what she was talking about, "What do you mean"?

"My fifteenth birthday was months ago. Grandma and you said that when I turned fourteen I would be ready for sex. Now I'm fifteen and still no sex. I'm ready but my oldest brother is thirteen and he is not the least bit interested".

She was right. Jason showed no interest in girls yet. Hopefully all that meant was that he was a late bloomer. "You know girls mature earlier than boys. Have you tried anything with him"?

"Yes, but he just pokes my boobs with a finger, giggles, and then runs off to play with his brothers".

"Well he is still a bit young. You might have to wait a couple of years for him or one of your other brothers to mature".

"But it's not fair. I'm old enough now, past old enough. I should not have to wait for them".

Just then the child outside began wailing again. "Look, I have to go out and see what is wrong out there. Why don't you go talk with your father? He is still in the bedroom. Maybe he knows something that can help you. I've got to run". As I walked off I hoped Dan had pulled the covers up. That flagpole might scare a young girl. But then she has walked in on us a few times. It won't be something she has not seen before.

As mom walked away, I thought what good could dad do? But then again, maybe if he knows what the problem is, there is something he could say to Jason to help. I walked on down and opened his bedroom door. I was surprised to see daddy lying in bed with an obvious erection sticking up in the air. Then I remembered mom just left. They must have been interrupted, poor dad.

As I walked up to the bed I noticed dad's eyes were closed. I had never seen his whole cock this big before. I had walked in on him a couple of times while he was having sex with mom or one of my aunties but it was always inside of them and I could not see the whole thing. When he walked around it just kind of dangled. Now it looked really big and the end was kind of purple. I could see veins running up the sides. I was getting a tingle between my legs and my nipples were kind of itching just looking at it. I pushed my thighs together to try and satisfy the tingling; it helped but did nothing to satisfy it.

I leaned a bit against the bed to get a closer look. I was about to say something when he spoke first. "Oh good, you are back". Huh? I looked down and saw his eyes were still closed, he did not know it was me. He thought mom had come back. He put his hand out like he wanted mine so I put my hand in his. He gave me a little tug to get me to climb in bed. I opened my mouth to tell him I'm not mom but hesitated and took another look at his cock. Then I remembered what mom had said, "Your dad can help you get pregnant". Well, it was not exactly those words but I'm sure that is what she meant.

Dad started to reach out with his other hand to help guide me on top of him. I patted his hands away with mine and crawled across the bed on my knees until I was right next to him. I took one last look at his cock before lifting my leg to move over him so that I could straddle him. That is so big. I wondered how it would fit. My vagina did not seem anywhere near that big. But then, babies come out so that should be able to get in.

I reached down and grabbed his cock and put it right against the entrance. I let go and put my hands on his chest. I took a deep breath and then sat down just a bit so that it spread my lips and just barely went inside of me. It is too big. I could feel it stretching me. But it felt really good. Daddy reached up with his hands and cupped my breasts. He gave them a good squeeze and I felt his hips rise up, pushing his cock a couple more inches in me. I let out a gasp and daddy opened his eyes. He quickly pulled his hands away from my breasts and I fell forward until I got my hands on his chest, "Mary, what do you think you are doing?"

"I'm doing what mom said to do". Even as I was talking I was slowly letting myself sink lower on daddy.

"What are you talking about? Your mother would certainly not tell you to come in and fu, uh, get in bed with your father".

"Yes she did". And I proceeded to tell him what I had told mom. That I'm fifteen now, I'm ready and no one was ready for me so mom had told me that daddy could help me get pregnant. I talked really fast trying to get everything out and the amazing thing was that he did not push me off of him.

"I don't think your mother said that".

"Yes she did. You can ask her later". I put a bit of a pout on my face and went in from a different angle. "You just don't think I'm pretty enough to have sex with. My breasts are not big like the others". As I was talking I sat down on daddy a bit more. It did not feel quite as tight now. But the tingle was getting much worse. It was like an itch that you had to scratch. I wanted to move around on daddy to scratch it.

"Honey, that is not it at all. You are very pretty, and your breasts..." Daddy's voice trailed off.

"See I'm right. I don't have nice breasts. You think they are tiny".

That's not true. You have very nice breasts. I just don't think I'm supposed to be doing this with you".

"Why not? You do it with grandma, mom and all my aunties and they are your sisters"? By this point I was sitting flush on dad. He was buried in me. Every so often I would feel his cock twitch in me. Whenever it happened I would squeeze my thighs against him. "And besides, mom said you could help me get pregnant so that means you are supposed to do it with me too".

"Honey, I don't think I'm ... Oh please don't do that". When he had started talking I had pushed down and forward with my pelvis. If anything it pushed him even deeper in me and at the same time put pressure on that special spot. That tingle had spread from my pussy to my stomach. "I'm sorry daddy. It just feels so good". I began slowly rocking back and forth on him. I could feel daddy pushing his hips up against me, lifting me in the air. I began moving faster on him.

Daddy had shut his eyes again, "Well, if your mother said I should help".

"Daddy, would you touch my breasts again". Daddy reached up and ran his fingers over and around both of my nipples. It was like they were on fire. Daddy let go of my hips and reached up to my shoulders and pulled me down towards him. I thought he wanted me to lie on him but as I got closer he raised his head up and took one of my nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. He moved his head back with my nipple still in his mouth, stretching it before letting go. It popped back to me, making my breast bounce. He then repeated it with the other nipple.

I had stopped rocking on him while he was doing this. The feeling in my breasts and between my legs was so intense. Daddy reached down to my hips and began pulling me forward and pushing me back, over and over. He was grinding that spot on me against him. Doing it to your self was nothing like this. That felt good but this was fantastic. Now I knew what I was missing. I needed something to grab onto when I had an orgasm. Then it hit me and I grabbed onto it. I could feel my thighs tightening against daddy, trying to squeeze him. I knew I was letting out this cry but I could not stop. It just felt too good. Daddy began pounding me. I could feel his cock slam into me, pull back, almost out of me and slam back again. He changed to shorter strokes, not pulling out so far, and was going faster and faster. After about thirty seconds daddy groaned, rammed into me hard and began jerking his hips against me. At first I did not know what he was doing. It was so different from before. Then I realized daddy is cumming in me. When he finished I lay down on him and put my head on his shoulder. He hugged me tight to him.

We lay there, covered with sweat, slowly catching our breath. Daddy was rubbing his hands up and down my back. It felt so nice. I could also feel him slowly getting soft in me and slipping out a bit. "Daddy, did you put your sperm in me"? Breathing hard he just nodded his head. "Daddy, am I pregnant now"?

"I don't know honey. Sometimes once is enough. Sometimes it takes several times".

I lay there thinking about that for a few minutes. "Well, just in case once does not do it, I think we should do it one more time".

Dad gave a little laugh, "Mary, your dad is getting old. I don't think he's ready for another. You really tired me out. I may not be getting out of bed for a while".

"Good, because I don't want you to get out of bed yet". Now daddy did not always close his bedroom door so I had learned a few things. A couple of times I saw one of my aunties go in the bedroom right after another had left. I had heard daddy utter these same words about being not ready and I saw what they did to him to change his mind.

I got up off of him and swung around. His cock was lying off to one side, limp. I lifted it up with my hand, straightened it out to point up his body, and let it drop with a plop.

Daddy sighed, "See honey. Your daddy is too pooped to pop".

"We'll see about that". Now I was talking it up pretty good but I had no idea what to do now other than stick it in my mouth. I had watched mom and the others but I was clear over by the door. And I never had to nerve to go and ask mom, "What do you do with daddy's cock when you have it in your mouth"?

I lifted his cock again, lowered my mouth right over the head and closed my lips around the shaft. I took my tongue and ran it around the head. Not really knowing if that was what I was supposed to do. I just wondered what it felt and tasted like. But as soon as I touched it with my tongue daddy's hips lifted. I ran my tongue around and he moved again. I could also feel his cock expanding and getting harder. Apparently a warm, wet mouth and a tongue was all that was necessary for a guy.

I took him out of my mouth and kissed my way down his cock. When I got to the bottom of his shaft I could feel his balls. I tried to suck one into my mouth but they kept moving around. I moved my way back to the tip of his cock and put it in my mouth again. I started moving my mouth up and down on his cock like I had seen my mom do. After a few minutes of this daddy spoke up with a hoarse voice, "If you keep that up any longer you are going to waste a lot of sperm".

I pulled his cock out of my mouth, "No way. I have plans for that sperm". I moved around so that I was on my side next to him. He stayed where he was, waiting for me to get back on top of him. "Daddy, could you get on top of me this time"?

"Are you sure? I'm a lot bigger than you".

"Please. I want you on top of me".

Daddy moved back to the side of the bed. I moved into the middle and lay down on my back. Daddy got up and moved towards me, "Are you sure honey"?

"Daddy, don't I look ready"? I did not know how I could look any more ready. I'm naked. My legs are spread out in front of him. "Come on daddy". I put my arms out to him. As he moved around to get between my legs I could see his cock was back to its old glory. Yes, I'm ready. He moved between my legs and then up until his head reached my breasts. He gently kissed one and then the other. I could feel the head of his cock pushing against the inside of my thigh but missing my pussy. He shifted around and it bumped into my mound and slid through my pubic hair. "Here let me". I reached down, grabbed him and pushed him down to my entrance. He pushed and immediately slid right in several inches. I moved my hand away and he lowered his body on mine. The weight of him on top of me, pushing me into the bed was really nice. I wrapped my arms around him. My legs did not feel right on the bed so I lifted them up in the air. That made my pelvis tilt up towards daddy's body and he slid deeper in me. Daddy put his hands under my butt and began stroking into me, long, deep, steady strokes. I just lay there, holding him, enjoying the pleasure he was giving me.

While we were sweating away, my mom was in the kitchen with grandma taking care of Ben. Ben had fallen off the climbing bars in the playground and had broken his arm. Ben was one of Terri's kids. When Terri walked in and saw his crooked arm she started crying. "Now Terri, he's okay. He fell out of the playground bars. It's a clean break. He'll be fine in a few weeks. And he will have this great cast to show off".

Terri came over wiping a tear away. "Ben, you know you are not supposed to climb those bars".

I handed him to his mother. "Now if you will excuse me, Dan and I were busy, uh, talking about something". She did not even notice as I walked away.

When I got to the bedroom door I could hear noises inside, pretty unmistakable noises. I was curious who had cut in line in front of me so I opened the door a bit and peaked in. I could see Dan was pretty occupied with whomever he was lying on top of but I could not see their face, it was on the far side, away from me. The legs sticking up in the air were much too slender to be mom or Susan or Shelly. It had to be Terri. She was the only one of us who had kept her girlish figure. The noises coming from Dan, and the vigorous pounding he was giving Terri, indicated he was cumming any moment. I should beat a quick retreat. My hand was on the door when the proverbial light bulb went off. Terri is in the kitchen with Ben. Who the hell is this?

Before I could move around to get a good look I saw Dan stroke in hard and hold it. Dan gave a loud grunt followed by, "I'm cumming". Who ever it was moved their hands from his back down to his butt and they were pulling at him, like they were trying to pull him in deeper. When Dan was finished and had relaxed a bit I finally heard a small voice from under him, "Thank you daddy".

What the hell? I know that voice. I almost shouted, "Mary? What are you doing"? I quickly walked around to the far side of the bed. I could see her face now. Her body was completely covered by Dan, just her legs still sticking up in the air. She looked so little under him.

Dan was stammering. I could hear "I's" and "Uh's" and "We's" but could not really understand anything. He was trying to get off Mary but she had a pretty good hold on him. Her legs were now wrapped around his waist and her arms were once again around his back.

Mary was very calm, "Mom. You said daddy could help me get pregnant. That is what we were doing".

"What I said was, talk to your dad. I did not say anything about fucking him. I said he could help you with Jason or the other boys".

Mary remained calm, "No. What you said was talk to dad. Maybe he knows something that can help you. And as you see, he does know something that can help me. You and my aunties have been fucking him for years. I'm old enough now, why can't I"?

I was not sure why. I just felt that it was not right so I fell back on the parental standby, "Because I said so, that is why".

"Mom, that is just stupid, 'Because I said so'. You always say that when you don't want us to do something but you do not have a good reason".

I could see Dan squirming trying to get out of her but her legs had a pretty good grip on him. "Why don't you let your dad go? We can talk about this later".

She spread her legs wide allowing Dan to get up on his hands and knees. He then got out of bed and disappeared into the bathroom. Seeing her lying there, naked in bed with her legs spread out like that, I realized she was not my little baby any longer. Once Mary had left the room, I went over to the bathroom door and told Dan I would talk to him later. Then I left and went looking for mom and some advice.

Dan stayed in the shower for a pretty long time. Was what I did really wrong? Megan sure seemed to think so. But I have been having sex with my mother and sisters for years now. How is that different? Well for one thing, you never had sex before with someone you used to change a diaper on. But it sure felt good. Plus there is the excitement of being with someone new.

When I got downstairs I worked my way through the crowd to grab a bite. We have way too many kids. There are only nine adults but over eighty kids. It was hard to get an accurate count without paper and pen. Plus I was having a hard time remembering all the names. Too many times I was hearing things along the line of, "No Daddy, I'm not Timmy. He is over there. I'm Kenny". There were so many of us we were stretching the resources of our land. We were going to have to address that pretty soon.

For the rest of the day I puttered around doing odd jobs. Now that we had a group of boys between twelve and fourteen I did not need to do all the hard work. They were more than capable. Jason, my oldest, had turned into a pretty good leader. Between him and Paul, the second oldest, they pretty much took care of all the routine tasks. It gave me time to do more planning. Right now my only planning was, what do I do about Mary?

During the day I kept an eye out for Megan and Mary. I thought one of them would show up for that "talk". But throughout the day neither of them appeared. At dinner the oldest ones sat together. Mary, at fifteen, and a few of her sisters, were now in that group. When Mary made eye contact with me she would give me a little smile. Megan, while it did not seem like she was avoiding me, we did exchange a few 'pass me this and that's', never really made lasting eye contact.

It had been an early dinner so afterwards most of the kids disappeared to the swimming hole. The remaining little ones made a run off to our playroom. It reminded me of a herd of deer running across the field. I went out on the porch and sat in one of the rocking chairs. It was one of those rare quiet moments. You had to grab them when you could. We had so many kids and they all needed and deserved attention. In the beginning I had no idea that things would turn out like this. Hey Dan, would you like to have sex all the time with five willing women? Scratch that, now eight willing women. Well duh. What guy would have followed that logic through to its natural conclusion, over eighty kids. Who am I kidding? I would still have said yes.

So here I am, enjoying a quiet moment rocking on the porch. The door opened and I looked up to see mom coming out to join me. She did not say anything, just sat in the chair next to me and began slowly rocking with me. I think she valued the quiet as much as I did. As always I marveled at what a fine looking woman she was. She was forty-eight now, I think, we did not pay a lot of attention to the calendar any more, and all the kids she had and she was still a fox. But then we had a lot of work here; it would be hard not to keep trim.

After about ten minutes she finally spoke, "I hear you have put a wrinkle in the sleeping arrangements". I started to protest that I had not started it all but she put up a hand to stop me. "I know. I've talked with Megan and Mary. Mary takes the blame, though I think she really means the credit, for everything. And Megan is all right now. It just came as a shock to her at first. And Mary is right. We said she would be ready for sex when she turned fourteen and she is already past that now".

"I don't know mom. She just made sense when she was explaining it to me".

"Yes she does, doesn't she. Though I don't think Jason is quite as innocent as she led you to believe. We can talk about that later". That said mom rocked in quiet for a minute. I could not think of much to say after that so I kept my thoughts to myself.

Finally she turned towards me with a funny look on her face. Usually when I saw that look it was because the joke was on me. I wondered what's coming.

"I don't know if you have thought through the ramifications of this".

I was not sure what she was getting at, "Ramifications of what"?

"Well it certainly is generous of you to help Mary get pregnant. I can see where you could be available for someone who is over fourteen".

I just nodded my head, oblivious.

"So, have you thought about how many sisters Mary has who are over fourteen"?

"No, why"?

"Well, let see. If I count right she has nine sisters all over fourteen, and lest I forget, there are two more that turn fourteen later this year".

I still did not see where she was going with this, "So"?

"What do you think Mary is doing right now"?

"She went swimming with the other kids".

"That is not quite what I meant. What do you think she is talking about with her sisters while she is swimming"?

"I don't know". Then it finally hit me. "No, she wouldn't".

"Why wouldn't she? She is a fifteen year-old girl who has just had sex for the first time and really good sex if I heard correctly. Why wouldn't she be sharing with her sisters? And I think sharing is the right word for me to be using. They see their brothers as these dirty, nasty little bothersome toads that play tricks on them all the time, while you are the only man here. Their daddy, one they look up to".

"Oh god, they are going to wear it off to a nub".

Mom gave a small laugh, "Yep, I think they just might do that". Then she added, "Now the good side to all this is that the rest of us women can either slow down or stop having babies all together, seeing as to how the new team is being sent in".

I just did not know what to say. I just started rocking faster.

Several minutes had gone by before mom spoke up again, "I have my own confession to make. This is not easy so just be quiet and let me get it all out".

She hesitated just long enough so that I thought she had changed her mind. She finally just blurted out, "I'm pregnant".

"Mom, you can't be".

"I think I know if I'm pregnant or not. I'm about a month along".

"But we have not slept together in months now".

"That's right, we, haven't".

I just looked at her with my mouth open. "Who"?

"About a month ago I had just gotten into bed when someone knocked on my door. It turned out to be Jason. He came in and asked if he could talk about something personal. I said sure and he came over and sat on the bed. It was pretty hot that day so I was under just a sheet and he was not wearing anything.