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|    Story: One Fine Morning    |
|    13 May 06 14:23:18    |
      Story: One Fine Morning              An Erotic Story              by bobandcaeole               I woke up this morning snuggled up next to my daughter, with       my penis still tucked up inside her. Karen likes to sleep with       me inside her, and have my sperm warming her vagina, while she       sleeps. I ran my hand over her swollen breast, and down to her       distended tummy. As I rested my hand on the swell of her belly,       I felt a bulge ripple next to my hand, and then a distinct kick.       This must have woke Karen up.        "He's sure active this morning," she said, referring to our       son growing inside her. "Why don't we give him a sister or two       to play with?" This was a standard joke between the two of us,       as though I could get her doubly pregnant by squirting more sperm       inside her, to join that which had already knocked her up.        I was agreeable; so within 10 minutes, I had set another big       helping of my sperm into my little girl's vagina to join that       from the previous night, as she climaxed noisily. Afterwards,       Karen took the diaphragm from the bedside, and used it to keep my       sperm inside her "where it belonged." Karen still liked to feel       my sperm inside her, even if she was already pregnant, and it       couldn't get to her waiting eggs any more.        Smiling at each other, we both got dressed. She to go to       school, and me for work. Karen's tight pants, and short little       T-shirt with the "Under Construction" sign, and the big bold       arrow pointing down to her obscenely bulging bare midriff,       proclaimed to the world, that she was NOT fat, only pregnant, and       proud of it. The school authorities had given up on trying to       curtail the female students blatant displays of sexuality, and       pregnancy, as each one tried to outdo the other in showing off       just how pregnant they were, or if they weren't, how ready they       were to get that way. They had finally drawn the line, when one       of Karen's classmates who was about 9 months gone, tried to wear       a bikini to school. Compared to THAT, Karen's attire was almost       modest, and the lettering on her shirt was mild, compared to       those I'd seen on some of her fellow students, like: "Little       Brother's Little Sister" and "Mama's Helper" and even "Daddy's       Baby" with an arrow pointing down, and "Big Brother's Little       Girl" with a similar arrow pointing to an obviously bulging       belly.        After we finished dressing, I was whistling with       satisfaction. Karen did wonders to keep me happy.        I looked in the children's bedroom, to make sure the other       two got up in time. I needn't have worried. They were both       awake, and up, though not dressed yet. My son Jason was jacking       off in his little sister Judy. He was between her legs, stroking       his cock, as he pushed the head of his penis up inside the little       girl's tight little slit. It was quite stimulating; so I stopped       to watch, to be sure he did it right. He didn't put his cock all       the way up inside the little girl, as she was too small yet, but       he seemed to enjoy having just the head of his penis inside her,       while he stroked himself to a climax.        Judy liked her big brother a lot, and was always willing to       help him "get off" this way in the mornings, so he wouldn't be       frustrated sexually at school. I watched until Jason stopped       stroking, and pushed his cock as hard as he could up against his       little sister's hymen without breaking it, while he filled the       youngster's tiny little crack with his seed, by squirting his cum       through the tiny hole in the center of the little girl's hymen.       Afterwards, Judy licked the last drop of his sperm from his cock,       and then he returned the favor by cleaning up the little bit of       white leaking from her tight little slit. Most of Jason's sperm       remained inside her though, held in place in her vagina by the       barrier of the little girl's virginity. I was proud to see that       my son loved his little sister enough to do it right, and not       pull out. So obviously was Judy, as she thanked her older       brother for his sperm, and gave him a big smile.        When he finished, Jason noticed me watching, and blushed a       little. "Hi Dad," he said, as the two youngsters both started to       get dressed. "Judy was helping me out."        Judy didn't put any panties on, as she planned on showing-       off to the gym-teacher that morning, by doing the "splits," so       that he would be able to see her still-intact hymen leaking her       own brother's white sticky sperm, and have it running down her       leg when she got up. Judy knew quite a few of the male teachers,       and even some of the female ones, liked to see it when one of the       students came into the room with cum running down her legs,       filling the room with the unmistakable smell of fresh semen, and       letting everyone in the room know that this little girl not only       had just recently been fucked, but probably wasn't wearing any       panties under her short little dress.        I grinned at the two of them, and they grinned back. I       continued down the hall to have breakfast, and get ready for       work. On my way, I daydreamed about what my "sexretary" had told       me the previous day: That she might be "late" this morning, when       she came into work. I sure hoped so. I love kids. Yes, it       looked like it was going to be a really fine day for all of us.              --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05        * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)    |
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