extrem incest

Jill suddenly collapsed like her muscles had all turned to water, and she lay there breathing in great shuddering gasps of air.

Bob’s wet, grinning face rose from between Jill’s thighs and his hot gaze fastened on Kathy. She felt that stab of fear again, and began crawling toward her mother.

“Mommeeeeeeeee” she squealed as she felt her uncle’s hands on her hips. Now it was HER panties that were being dragged down off her buttocks and she wriggled, her hand going to the front of them and pushing. She was actually trying to get out of them, to escape from them because in her mind, her uncle’s hand on them was keeping her from reaching the safety of her mother’s arms.

She literally crawled out of her panties, kicking wildly at her uncle’s head. But all that did was give him a foot to grab and she shrieked as he began pulling her toward him with that foot.

She rolled over on her back to kick at him with her other foot, and then gasped in dismay as she realized that put her right where he wanted her. His gaze was fastened on her now naked pussy as he pulled her down the bed toward him. She gibbered mindlessly as she saw his penis sticking out from it’s nest of curly brown hair, a huge club that she somehow knew would kill her that very night.

Now his hands were on her hips, dragging her pussy toward that awful sexual spike and her T shirt was bunching up under her back.

“UNCLE BOB!” she pleaded as he jerked her pussy within an inch of his monster phallus.

His bulk loomed over her and her fear became so intense that she went limp. She closed her eyes and whined as she felt his hands leave her hips and pull the front of her shirt up, exposing her soft round breasts.

Then, as quickly as his violent behavior had appeared, he stopped. His mouth went to her left nipple and he kissed it, gently, then licked it and finally pulled it into his mouth, sucking and playing with it. He leaned forward, letting his penis touch her pussy, but he didn’t do anything more than love her nipples. His face turned up to her wide eyed stare and he said “You’re playing in the big leagues now Kathy.”

He reached down and grasped his cock with one hand, using it to massage all over her mons, between her pussy lips, all over down there, spreading his leaking lubricant all over.

“I changed my mind” pleaded Kathy, pushing at his head and wiggling her hips.

“No you didn’t” he said around one nipple.

“Yes I did, I don’t want you to do this. You’ll kill me with that thing.”

Jill’s face appeared beside them. “I’ll do it.” she said. Her face turned up to her uncle’s “I’ll do it Uncle Bob. Me. Me. Do me.”

Kathy’s body was reacting to what he was doing to her nipples. But her mind reacted to her sister’s obvious attempt to butt in.

“NO!” shouted Kathy. “You HAD your turn!”

“But you don’t want him to do it to you. You just SAID so!” grumped Jill.

“I think you’re too young Jill.” said her Uncle, prodding Kathy’s pussy more with the big knob on the end of his fuck stick. Now he prodded her hole, and slipped it up over her clitty.

Kathy shuddered. She didn’t know WHAT she wanted and didn’t want. But he wasn’t acting so scarey any more, and her own fear began to abate.

Now Liz’s face appeared beside them. “I think your BOTH too young!” she said. “Bob, let my little girl up and come make love to me.”

“NO!” shouted Kathy, convinced now that everyone in the room was trying to keep her from doing what she’d earned the right to do.

Bob, knowing that the argument could only get worse, and feeling Kathy’s lubrication begin to make her pussy soggy, pushed suddenly. Kathy’s face froze and her mouth opened in a silent scream as her hymen was destroyed and the head of his monster cock popped into her channel. Then, just as suddenly he pulled it out and used it to rub her clitty again.

Kathy started to scream. The pain of her tearing hymen and the cruel stretching of her pussy mouth made her want to scream. But then, all that pain was gone as he pulled out. Her scream turned into an “OWWOOOOO”. Then, as she tried to figure out exactly what had happened to her, he stuck it in her again.

“OWWWW” she cried immediately, but it changed again to an “OOOOO” as he popped it back out and rubbed her clitty again. This time she had felt stretched, but not that awful sharp pain from before. And he was making her clitty feel sooo nice. She felt his hands on her hips as he stood up and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed.

“Put your legs around my back” he ordered.

She automatically did as she was told and he popped it in her again. This time he didn’t take it back out. This time he reached between them with his thumb and pressed her clit, rubbing it hard enough that it hurt.

“OWWWW UNCLE BOB!” she whined. Then she subsided with a sigh as he stopped pressing her there so hard.

She suddenly realized he had stuck two more inches of his cock into her. Now she could feel his penis clear inside her. She was stretched, and there was discomfort, but suddenly she could live with it. He moved it in her, making it go an inch or so out and then back in.

“You still want me to quit?” he asked, bending over to suck on her nipple again.

“I don’t think so” she gasped.

Jill’s voice came from one side. “Kathy! He’s got to be splitting you in two. He’s like King Kong… no KING DONG!” She started laughing at her joke.

Her mother’s face came beside hers. “Are you OK baby? Do you want me to make him stop?”

“Nooo mommeeee” came her plaintive cry as her uncle pressed another two inches into her aching pussy. She couldn’t explain why, but she loved the pain she was now feeling. It was the pain of having eaten too much, or of having run too fast for too long. It was the pain of laughing too hard. It was ALL those pains at the same time, but they were all right in one place - her adolescent pussy.

He started making short jabs, over and over again, and within a minute the pain was gone. Kathy started making little movements in reciprocation, and inside another minute she was fucking her hips back up at him, pulling with her legs on his back, trying to get even more of his thick King Dong cock up inside her.

When she felt his penis press into the end of her sheath, she looked down and gasped in dismay. There were still four inches of long, thick cock sticking out of her pussy. There was no way he’d ever get it all in her.

He didn’t try. He fucked her with what would fit and she went crazy as her pussy adjusted, and then writhed as she came around the invading monster. Her orgasm was loud. Now SHE was the violent one, wiggling and thrusting and clawing at him as her pussy rippled.

Then, as she came down from that fantastic feeling she felt him tense and heard him groan. His face came down right in front of hers. “In you baby” he whispered, and then he kissed her. She stuck her tongue into his mouth as she felt a rush of heat inside her and realized his sperm was filling her up. She wondered if you could pass out from being too happy.

Bob pulled out of the sated girl, who lay there limply, his spend gushing from her abused pussy. He liked the look of her… satisfied… splayed open… full of his cum. He imagined her belly swelling with his baby, then shook his head. That was crazy. It couldn’t possibly turn out well if that happened.

But she’d look so sexy pregnant.

He turned around and found the other two women staring at him.

Liz had a look on her face of wonder… amazement even. “Is THAT what it looks like when we do it?” she asked, her naked breasts tipped with hard swollen nipples. She was wet from seeing her daughter’s passion as she was deflowered and the obvious joy her daughter had felt at having it done.

Jill, on the other hand, was pale and shaky. “You can’t do that to me” she whispered. “You’d kill me if you did that.” She backed up and bumped into her mother, who put her arms around her younger daughter.

Bob sat on the bed and held out his hand to the scared girl. “Come here Jilly. You don’t have to worry. I’d never ever do anything to hurt you.”

Her mother gave her a little push and she went to him, letting him hug her. He was so strong. “I’m sorry” she whispered. “It just looks so… so… I don’t know. It just looks like it would hurt really bad.”

Kathy raised her head. “It wasn’t like that at all Jill.” Her head flopped back down. She was staring at the ceiling. “I loved it.” she whispered herself.

Bob stroked Jill’s back. He didn’t want her to be afraid of sex. “Baby, why don’t I make you feel good another way. There’s no need to put anything in you at all if you don’t want to. But I think I can make you feel good, like before.”

“Can I lie by Mommy?” she asked, feeling his strong arms around her and being both turned on and afraid at the same time.

“Sure baby.” he said.

She lay down beside her mother, who held her hand while Bob crawled up on the bed and began to stroke and rub her feet and legs.

“Just relax. Being tense is no fun and it makes your muscles sore.” he said. He ran his hands all over her body, taking care not to touch her sexually until she was relaxed and ready. When he crawled up over her she tensed.

“Heyyyy” he whispered, kissing her cheeks and forehead. “I’m not going to hurt you. I promised.”

Then he kissed her all over and she began to respond to him, reaching for his hair and stroking it. He took ten minutes with her before he kissed one nipple. She tensed again, but this time it was with passion, rather than fear and he sucked that nipple gently.

“MMMMMmmmm” she moaned. Her legs moved apart, almost by instinct.

Bob worked both nipples, back and forth and then started kissing his way down her belly toward her sweet sexual center.

“Ummmm are you going to… to… kiss me there again?” she whined the question.

“If you want me to.” he said, kissing down to her sparse pubic hair.

“Do you want me to Jilly?”

“YES! NO wait! Oh I don’t knowwwww.” she moaned.

He licked the very top of her split, trying to find and titillate her clitty without touching anything else. Her legs opened more. He saw it and stabbed at it with his stiffened tongue.

“Ohhhhhh” she sighed and her hips came up off the bed.

“Can I kiss you there?” he asked, kissing her clit with his mooshy lips.

“Uh huh” she grunted.

He crawled around and between her legs, which spread willingly for him now. He kissed his way up her thighs and she wiggled, impatient now to feel his kisses where she itched.

Finally he reached her virgin pussy. He sucked her lips in and then pushed, shaking his head and rubbing her pussy mouth with his lips.

“UH” she grunted again, thrusting upward. “UH… OH… OH Uncle Bob!” she gasped.

He let her lips go and shoved his stiffened tongue at her again, but this time inside her. He felt her hymen at the lower end of her pussy mouth as his tongue filled her hole and she squirmed. Then, leaving his tongue in her he moved his upper teeth to her clit and pressed against it, abusing it and rubbing his front teeth across it, back and forth.

She whined again and shook as she had her second orgasm brought on by another human being.

“OH MOMMEEEEEEEEEEEE!” she squealed, sounding both passionate and nervous at the same time.

“It’s OK baby” murmured her mother, kissing her cheek and stroking her hair.

Bob pulled his tongue out of her and licked her clit with the flat of his tongue as she shook through her orgasm, her fingers locked in his hair, pulling at it hard.

He kissed her pussy one last time and raised his wet face up to smile at her.

“How was that, Kitten?” he asked.

She was still gasping for air. “Not… too… bad.” she panted. Then, with the energy of the young, she sat up and hugged her Uncle around his neck, holding him fiercely. She whispered in his ear.

“Thank you Uncle Bob. I’m not so scared any more.”

Bob’s prick stiffened as he felt her hot breath in his ear, and heard her relaxation of her ban on him fucking her in his brain. But he knew it was too soon for her. When she let him go he turned his hot gaze on her mother, who had a finger in her pussy, stroking herself languidly. When she saw the look in his eye, her gaze dropped between his legs. She smiled and lay back, pulling her knees up and letting one leg fall over on top of Jill, opening herself up for him.

“Come here” she commanded, pulling her finger out of her pussy and using two fingers to spread her pussy lips apart.

Jill watched as her Uncle crawled up and slid that massive cock into her mother, who cooed with happiness at being filled to overflowing. Maybe she could take it after all. She watched as he rutted in her mother, and listened to her mother telling him how wonderful he was, and how full she was.

“You got anything left for me Bob?” she teased as his thrusts increased. Jill couldn’t believe that he could get the whole thing in her mother’s pussy. Then he grunted, like he had when he was on top of Kathy, and he froze while pushing deep into Liz.

Jill knew his prick was spurting thick globs of sperm into her mother’s womb. She shuddered, trying to think what that might feel like.

Uncle Bob sagged on her mother, who held him tightly with her arms around him. She was whispering that she loved him, and loved the feel of him inside her, and asking him never to leave. Finally he rolled sideways, toward Jill and she scrambled to push Kathy further toward the edge of the bed. She turned sideways just as her heavy Uncle landed on the bed between her and her mother. The King bed barely held them all, but, cuddled against each other, they all drifted off into an exhausted slumber.

Jill had a dream that night. She dreamed that she got a pony for her birthday, but when she tried to get up on it, it turned into Uncle Bob’s penis. She perched on top of it, looking around. She was way up in the air. It didn’t hurt, but it wasn’t going in her either. She looked around and could see for miles. Then, slowly, she realized she was sinking down on it as it spread her open. Again it didn’t hurt, but her hips spread apart visibly and then her belly bulged as if she had a baby inside it, but it was just the head of his monster cock inside her. She stroked her swollen belly and he cried out and spurted inside her, making her belly swell even more as he filled her up. Jets of his sperm started squirting out of her belly button, like there was a fire hose in there.

Her eyes flashed open. She was breathing like she’d run the fifty in four seconds flat. It was dark. There was nothing in her pussy. With a sigh, she went back to sleep.

The next time she woke, when she opened her eyes, her Uncle’s chest was right in front of her face. They had rolled together in the night and were facing each other. She drew in a breath and smelled his male scent. Her hand was between her chest and his and she lifted a finger to drag it through his chest hair. She remembered her dream, and then watching as her mother got fucked by the cock she had dreamed about.

Fucked. That was the word for it. Jill wasn’t used to thinking about things like that and using words like that. But now she knew what that word meant. It was a raw, sexual word, a word that brought to mind thick creamy sperm being flushed into a spasming pussy. Her own pussy started getting wet and she felt the tingle of being excited sexually.

She let her hand wander down toward her uncle’s cock. She ran into it long before she thought she would.

It was hard.

It was lying between them, up against his stomach, and a wrinkle in the sheets was why she hadn’t felt its heat against her abdomen. She moved the sheet and rolled against him, feeling that hot, hard log press into her stomach. She knew how it felt on the outside now.

And, after her dream, she just HAD to know what it felt like on the inside.

She scooted upward until her face was at her uncle’s chin. Then she raised her topmost leg and, reaching between them again, grasped his cock lightly and moved it until the head was nuzzled into her pussy. The head was so big that it rubbed her whole pussy mouth, including her clit. She began rolling forward and backward, just a little… just enough to make that big knob masturbate her clit.

Now she got wet, and her pussy mouth opened up each time the head nudged into it. She was having such a good time that she didn’t feel his body move.

Bob didn’t wake up, exactly, but he drifted toward the line between sleep and being awake. He was dreaming, apparently, because his prick felt like it was sniffing around a nice, juicy pussy. If his cock would have had a tongue, it would have been licking that pussy, getting it excited so it would open up and welcome the massive girth of his cock. He pushed and felt the head get warmer as it burrowed deeper. In his dream there was no reason not to slide it right on into that nice warm pussy.

So he did.

Jill was breathing deeply anyway, very excited now, and close to getting off on the cock that she was masturbating with. Then, suddenly, before she could do anything, her uncle’s body rolled toward her and his hips thrust. There was an instant of sharp pain as her hymen was torn, and then a deeper, duller, more intense pain as her pussy mouth was cruelly stretched as her virgin pussy walls were forced roughly apart and two inches of Bob’s cock pried it’s way into her.

Jill’s eyes, which had been closed in rapturous sexual thrill, popped open and she looked at her uncle’s face. She was holding a breath, about to shout at him, when she realized he was still asleep. She let the breath dribble out of her mouth in a low pitched moan as she raised her leg again, trying to open up her pussy and ease the ache in her loins. Her uncle’s arm moved and draped across her waist as she lifted her arm. His arm pulled her close to him and she let her hand drop on his hip. It was through that hand that she felt the muscles of his buttocks tense and she knew he was going to thrust again. She also knew that, while she could stand what had already happened to her, she would NOT be able to take two more inches.

“NOOoooooooo” she groaned as his hips DID flex and ball bat in her pussy was driven further up into her.

Bob woke up suddenly at the agonized sound of his niece’s voice at his chin. The first thing he saw was her face, which was a mask of pain. The first thing he felt was his cock, being clasped by a set of velvet vice grips. He felt her body against his, and knew immediately whose pussy his cock was in.

Jill, with tears in her eyes, said “Oh shit oh shit oh shit” about the same time she realized her uncle’s eyes were open. She looked up at him and whined “Owww”.

Bob tried to roll away from her, to get his cock out of her, but he ran into Kathy’s still sleeping body. At some time during the night she had crawled between him and her mother. His automatic response was to push Jill away from him. She rolled about eight inches and suddenly, there was no more bed.

Arm flailing and squealing with fright, Jill rolled off the bed and landed with a thump on her butt on the floor. The pain was gone. She looked down at her pussy, expecting to see raw, torn flesh, maybe even spurting arterial bleeding. What she saw was her perfectly normal, though now gaping open pussy. There was a little tint of red, mostly around the bottom of her slit. There was so little feeling that she was afraid something had been injured and her hand flashed to her pussy. When her finger hit her clit and a tingle of sexual thrill shot through her she heaved a sigh of relief. She looked up to see her Uncle Bob leaning over the edge of the bed, looking down at her.

“You OK?” he said.

The whole thing suddenly seemed hilarious and she started giggling. Then the enormity of what had happened struck her and she stopped. She looked up at the uncle she adored. “It was IN me!” she said in awe. “You popped my CHERRY! It was up INSIDE me Uncle Bob!”

“I know” he said softly. “I felt it. But are you Okay?”

“You know?” her serious gaze locked with his. “I think I AM Okay!” She pressed her clit with one finger again and smiled. “I’m DEFINITELY Okay!” she said. She leaned up and her arms reached out, her hands capturing her Uncle’s face and pulling it down for a sloppy kiss on the mouth. “I wanna do it some more.” she said when she was done.

Bob looked at his recently deflowered niece. “Maybe later, sweetie. I don’t think it’s a good idea to push things. Besides, you might feel differently about things in the morning.” He knew she’d be sore in the morning.

She contented herself by crawling into his arms and snuggling up to his warm naked body.

Eventually they both slept again.

Bob woke up slowly, reluctantly. Somehow his brain knew it was Saturday, even though he wasn’t really awake yet. He had to pee, but didn’t want to get up. What caused him to leave the bed was the thought that, if he DID get up and go, the pain would be gone and he’d be able to go back to sleep.

He had cultivated that don’t-quite-wake-up-all-the-way-and-navigate-by-Braille method of moving around in the low light of the morning, and he sat to piss, pushing his hard cock down into the bowl and leaning forward comfortably. He almost fell back asleep sitting there.

He jerked as his body leaned forward enough to cramp his lungs a bit and stood up, feeling his way back to the bed. When he got there he cracked his eyes open and… woke up.

Liz and Kathy were gone. His head swiveled but they were nowhere to be seen. As if in answer he heard the clinking of cutlery from the kitchen and realized they must be making breakfast.

Jill was still in the bed. She was still naked. She was lying on her back, sleeping the sleep of the young, deep and peaceful, one arm flung carelessly to the side, her hand by her head. Her hair was fanned out on the pillow. One leg was straight, and the other bent at the knee. One side of her body was straight, and on the other side her limbs were flung wide. He realized that the straight side was where his body had been only a few minutes before.

He peered at her sparse pussy hair and her pink pussy lips winked at him. They had been hot and tight around the tip of his prick the night before. He looked down, surprised to see his cock straight and rock hard again. He felt the overwhelming urge to soak his cock in Jill’s pussy. But he knew he couldn’t. Not yet anyway. She was just too tight.

Instead, he crawled onto the bed and stuck the tip of his tongue between those tight pink pussy lips. He slid it upwards, feeling for her bud and, when he found it, he flicked it lightly with the tip of his tongue.

She made a noise in her throat and the leg that was bent flexed a little.

He kept it up, pressing harder until his tongue was spreading her lips. Over and over he licked her clitty, until she made another sound and her hands moved. He felt moisture seeping into her pussy, and smelled it at the same time. Her straight leg began to draw up until she was lying with both legs spread, knees bent. She lifted her head, her eyes sleepily open.

“Mmmmm that feels so nice.” she murmured.

He stopped long enough to raise his own grinning face. “Good” he said. He started pushing harder, now using his lips and teeth on her and her hips began that special female wiggle that tells a man he’s doing exactly the right thing. He felt a drip of precum ooze out of the tip of his cock - a big drip, that he knew would string down and eventually fall to the bed.

“If you keep doing that I’m going to cum.” she moaned, her fingers finding his hair and running through it, like she was giving him a scalp massage.

He paused. “Good” he said.

“But I don’t WANT to cum… not this way” she complained. “I want to cum with you in me.”

“I’m too big.” he said, and went back to sucking her clit.

“It went in me last night.” she said, now pushing at his head, instead of caressing it.

“And it hurt” he said.

“Please?” she begged.

She was dripping wet now, and again he felt the urge to sheath his cock in her femaleness. “You have to tell me if it hurts.” he said.

She nodded and began breathing hard immediately as he crawled up, over her young body. Her hand reached for him and she sighed as she felt his girth and firmness.

“You’re sooo hard.” she moaned, digging the tip between the lips he’d just been licking.

“And you’re soooo warm” he grinned, pressing forward.

He didn’t fuck her, so much as poke at her repeatedly, pushing for entrance, but not hard. Her legs spread even more and she panted.

“You’re teasing me.” she whined.

“I’m taking it easy on you” he countered.

“I want moOOOORREEEE” she squealed as he bored in, the head popping between her stretched lips until they snapped over the neck of his cock must behind his glans. He felt his foreskin being stretched and bunched at the same time and stopped. Now he pulled and pushed, but not enough to actually make his cock move back out or in much farther. All he did was stretch her pussy lips over and over.

He leaned down and sucked a stiff pink nipple. Suddenly his forward movement DID cause him to go in more, and he was now able to move an inch back and forth.

“I feel so stuffed” she gasped.

“You only have just the tip in you.” he said and she frowned.

“I still want more.” she demanded, shoving her hips up at him.

He fucked her with that inch until it became two inches and then three, but that was as far as he could get. She was just too tight and tense.

“It feels… I don’t know… I feel like I’m being split open, but it feels so good too.” she moaned.

“Just lie there and enjoy the good feeling part” he said and began to fuck her with the three inches of the end of his cock. She was stretched so tightly that the skin around her clit pulled as he went in, dragging her clit down to where the top of his cock rubbed it hard on the in-thrust. Then it was pulled back to it’s normal position as he pulled out.

She lasted for another two minutes before she started bleating and whining and yipping that she was going to cum. He didn’t think she could possibly be any tighter, but when she came her pussy clamped down on him so hard that he had to stop thrusting. She shook and gave a long rising whine.

She opened her eyes and the look in them was so full of emotion that he suddenly couldn’t stop. His balls lurched and an astoundingly good feeling coursed through him as his cock spat a thick stream of spermy semen up into her pussy. He groaned.

Jill’s eyes opened wide and she thrust her pussy up hard, getting maybe another inch in her as she took a breath and said “Uuunnngggg it’s shooting, isn’t it Uncle Bob? You’re cumming in me aren’t you?”

“Yeeesssssssss” he groaned as three more liquid bolts of hot lightning shot into her stuffed pussy.

“Mmmmmm it feels all warm and nice.” she said as she felt the aftershocks of her own cum.

Bob’s prick felt so good making those short jerks in her spermy pussy while it spewed his load that he shoved just a little more in her as he dribbled one last teaspoon of his potent spooge in her fertile slot. Then, unable to hold himself up any longer, he rolled sideways and landed flat on his back, his chest heaving.

Jill lay there too, sprawled on her back, her legs bent, as his copious ejaculate filled her pussy mouth and oozed down to make her butt crack wet. When she felt that she closed her legs, clamping her pussy lips shut. It had been a lot of work to get that nice warm spunk in her pussy, and she didn’t want it to all leak out.

Her head rolled sideways, looking at the man who had claimed her prize. “Thank you Uncle Bob” she sighed.

His head rolled too. You’re welcome sweetheart. We didn’t get too far, but boy, howdy, that was fun.

They spent a little time kissing and talking until Liz stuck her head in the doorway to see if they were awake.

“Good, you’re both up. Breakfast is ready.”

Bob loved his first cup of coffee in the morning. He loved it even more if he had time to read the paper while he drank it, and t his morning he did. He was deep in the middle of a fascinating article on Quarterback Tony Ogden’s troubles with testing positive for steroids when something pricked at his attention and he began to listen to the women, who had been chattering like women do.

“So I get Tuesdays and Thursdays” That was Kathy’s voice.

“Yes, and mother gets Fridays and the weekend, but has to share once in a while.” said Jill.

Liz agreed. “During the day, but he sleeps with me all three nights. Fair?”

“Fair” said both girls together.

“My bed’s not big enough” said Jill.

Kathy said “Hey, I have an idea. What if we got a bed like Mom’s for our room? I mean we’d have to get rid of the small ones, and just have one big one.”

“But then you’d be in the bed too, when it was my turn.” complained Jill.

“Well, yeah, but I wouldn’t be doing anything with him. You’d be in the bed when it was my turn too.”

“Oh… yeah. I guess that’s right.” Jill thought about it for a while. “Would you go sleep with mommy sometimes? So Uncle Bob and I could be alone?”

“Sure squirt” said her older sister. “If you’ll do the same thing. Is that OK Mom?”

Liz was shaking her head. “What have I done? Yes, I suppose that would be OK. At least I’ll get to spend some quality talking time with my daughters once in a while.

Bob spoke from behind the paper. “Shouldn’t you… you know, talk to Uncle Bob about this? I mean you’ve got him assigned to a different woman every single night. What if he doesn’t want to do it that much?”

“Bob?” asked Liz.

Bob lowered the paper as if he hadn’t been listening. “Um?” he tried to look innocent.

“Do you love us Bob?” asked his sister.

“I do indeed.” he affirmed.

Liz turned to her daughters. “OK, we’re agreed. Deal?”

“DEAL” yelled the two grinning girls, in unison.

Bob didn’t actually move in with Liz and the girls, or sell his house, despite the fact that they had planned out his entire week… or at least each night of his entire week. He still went to work and actually spent some nights there at home. While Liz and her daughters did invite him over almost every night, they still spent some nights doing other things. They established a girls’ night out, and found that spending time as a family had a lot to offer.

They did lots of things together. They went to amusement parks together. They went bowling together. They went to the library together. And… they went to Lamaze classes together. Bob didn’t go to the classes, though he wanted to. It was sensation enough that three women in the same household - a household that, technically, had no man in it - had all gotten pregnant and had delivery dates within a hundred and twenty days of each other. There were a lot of people who speculated about that.

One of them was Cora. Knowing that her daughter was close to Liz’s daughters, she quizzed Mindy, asking if either Jill or Kathy had said anything about who the man was who had made their teenaged bellies swell up.

“Surely they’ve said SOMETHING that would help” said Cora one night. She and Mindy spent a lot of time together too, but that’s because the man of THEIR house was gone on the road, selling toilets, for days and sometimes weeks on end.

Mindy frowned. “Mom I tried everything I could think of to get them to say something, and they just won’t!” Her eyes went a little unfocused. “They won’t even share any of the intimate details about what it’s like to GET pregnant.” she sighed.

Cora’s eyebrows went up. “And just why would you want to know those kind of details, young lady?”

Mindy jerked and her eyes focused again. She blushed, like she hadn’t been aware she’d actually said that. “Well gee, Mom, they seem so happy. I mean I thought Jill would be crying and unhappy and everything, but she’s not! I asked her if she was afraid… I mean about labor and all that… and her being so young and everything, and all she did was rub her hands over her belly and tell me how she just couldn’t WAIT to have the baby! So I guess I just got curious. That’s all.”

Cora wasn’t surprised, really. She had gotten pregnant with Mindy when she was only seventeen. Her family was living in Tacoma Washington at the time, and she’d had a girlfriend whose boyfriend was a soldier out at Fort Lewis. He had a friend named Todd who had looked so handsome in his uniform that Cora let him do things to her she’d only let one other boy do. And she let him do it without a condom. And, to tell the truth, she had loved being pregnant too. Todd had offered to marry her and she had accepted, thinking that they were in love.

And she DID love him, but then he’d gotten out of the Army and was gone all of the time trying to become top man in his father’s plumbing business. He was competing with three brothers to take over the company, and all his time went into that. They had drifted apart in the process.

Cora’s mind came back to the situation at hand. “So… you’re curious. Why haven’t you ever asked me about such things?”

Mindy’s face was classic teenager in it’s surprise. “Mom! Ewwwwww. You can’t talk to your parents about sex! “

Cora bristled. “And just why not? I HAVE had sex, you know.”

“MOM! EWWWWWW!” came the standard reply.

“So you’re trying to find out about sex from a fifteen year old girl??” said her mother.

“Well, she obviously knows how it happens!” came back Mindy.

“And I do too!” complained Cora. “Why can’t you talk to ME about it?”

“I told you Mom, nobody talks to their mother about sex. Not these days.” Mindy was resolute.

“Hold on.” Said Cora, angry that she hadn’t developed the kind of relationship with her daughter that she now realized she should have. She went to the phone and called Liz.

“Hi, it’s me. I have to ask you a question. I’m not prying. OK? Do you know how Jill got pregnant?… No, not that. Of COURSE that’s how she got pregnant. OK, let me ask this. Did she talk to you about sex before this… happened? I’m trying to get Mindy to talk to me and she won’t. Honest Liz I’m not trying to pry. I just need to know if you talked with the girls about sex before all this happened… Really?… REALLY?… Oh my word! Oh Liz thank you! I have to go. Yes, I’ll talk to you more later. OK. Bye.”

Cora turned, her mouth open. “She KNEW they were going to get pregnant! Can you BELIEVE that? She KNEW!”

“She knew?” Mindy was just as floored as her mother.

“She said she talked with BOTH of them and that they PLANNED the whole thing! Together!”

“Mom, that’s wierd.” said Mindy. She was chewing her lip.

“It sure is.” said Cora. Her mind was racing. All of them… pregnant… and it was PLANNED! She naturally included Liz in the plan. It was too much of a coincidence to be any other way. But Jill didn’t date. Cora and Liz had both agreed that their girls wouldn’t be allowed to date until they were sixteen. That meant that something INCREDIBLE must have happened. It was just too strange. She couldn’t concentrate. She knew there was something there that she should remember… something that was relevant to all this… but she just couldn’t think.

She turned back to her daughter, who was fidgeting. “In any case, Liz DID talk to her daughters about sex. And I want you to talk to me too.!” she demanded.

The corner of Mindy’s mouth turned up slightly. “OK, Mom, what do you want to know? I’m not all that experienced, but I’ll share what I know with you.”

Cora spluttered “Mindy Marie, you KNOW what I’m talking about. What have you done with a boy?”

Mindy didn’t know what to do. “If I tell you, do you promise I won’t be in trouble?”

“Of course not! I’m your mother!”

“See? That’s what I mean. How can I talk to you about things if you’re going to yell at me, and ground me and… be mad about it?”

Cora had been shocked at what she’d said herself. “OK, OK, you’re right. I’m not used to this idea either. But honey, I love you and I don’t want you to make the same mistakes I made.”

“Really? What mistakes did you make, Mommy?” Mindy’s reply was so smooth that Cora started to answer her.

“Like when I was your age and I let a boy take my top off…” she realized what had happened and her face calmed. “And I believe I asked you what YOU have done with a boy.”

“And you won’t ground me and get all mad if I tell you?”

“I just want to talk about it Mindy. That’s all. I want to be your friend and share in your life. I promise.”

Mindy was still unsure. “OK. Well… I let Tommy Vaughn kiss me.” she started. Her mother looked at her, waiting for more.

“Well we kissed several times, and he wanted to put his tongue in my mouth, but I kept my lips closed tight.” said Mindy, looking to see what her mother’s reaction would be.

“And” prompted Cora. She made her face relax.

“And we hugged and stuff.” said Mindy.

“And stuff” repeated Cora.

“Well, he sort of pressed his body against me. We were hugging, you know? And I could feel his… I could feel something pushing against me…” Cora was remembering this same experience in her own youth. It had been a high point of her young life when it had happened to her. “down there.” Mindy finished.

Cora wasn’t sure how to proceed. She’d wanted to talk, and it looked like it might happen, but she needed to be careful. “So Tommy had an… erection while you kissed?”

Mindy’s eyes darted to her mother’s face and she relaxed when she saw it wasn’t a ‘mad’ face. “Yes, at least I think that’s what it was.”

“So you didn’t… see it?”

“He wanted me to touch it. But I said no. I was scared.”

“So you were scared. Did you feel anyting else?” asked Cora, her curiosity aroused.

“My stomach felt funny.” said Mindy. “Tommy touched my breasts too, and it made my stomach do flip flops. I was afraid I was getting sick.”

“Did you feel sick?” asked Cora.

“No. It all felt good, but my stomach felt like it does just before I’m going to throw up and I got scared.”

“Well, if it’s any comfort, you’re normal.”

“I am?”

“Oh yes. I remember… your father touching me and it made me feel the same way. And I wasn’t sick. You weren’t either.”

“What was it then?” asked Mindy.

“Well, for lack of a better word, you were horny.” said Cora.

“Mom!” objected Mindy.

“Hey, it’s just a word. And we’re having such a nice talk. Isn’t this OK after all?”

“Well, yeah, I guess so. But when you say ‘horny’ it makes me feel… I don’t know… wierd.”

“OK, fair enough. What else?”

“Wait. I want to hear about you taking your top of with a boy. When was that?” asked Mindy.

Cora balked. “We’re here to talk about what YOU’ve been doing, not me.”

Mindy didn’t relent. “But you said you didn’t want me to make YOUR mistakes. So tell me why it was a mistake for you to take your top off. I know a boy is going to try to get me to do that too.” She looked at her mother earnestly. “Please?” she begged.

Cora had to admit that there was a certain twisted logic to telling Mindy about… things she had done as a youngster. “Well… his name was David and he lived next door to me. We were both… I don’t know, maybe twelve or thirteen and we’d played together for years. We were playing hide and seek with a bunch of kids and he and I were hiding in the shed so we could practice kissing.”

Mindy’s mouth went into an “o” shape as she compared that to what she had just confessed to. Admittedly she hadn’t confessed EVERYTHING yet, but it was still exciting to hear her mother talk about doing the same things SHE had been doing with boys.

Cora’s eyes went out of focus as she remembered. “We had kissed a lot before and he’d rubbed my breasts lots of times under my shirt. I still wasn’t wearing a bra in those days.” Her hand came up to her breast unconsciously and squeezed it gently. “He wanted to see them. So I took my shirt off and let him. And before I knew it he was sucking my nipples!” She shook like it was twenty below and her daughter stared at her.

“Wow!” sighed Mindy. “What did it feel like?” she asked, watching her mother’s hand slide across her breast, squeezing.

“It felt WONDERFUL!” sighed Cora. “I wanted him to suck them forever.” She suddenly jerked her head as she realized what she had said. “But he DIDN’T, Mindy, and you must not let a boy do that with you!”

“But why not Momma, it sounded neat.”

“That’s the problem” said her mother. “It WAS… neat. And it felt so good I let him put his hand in my pants and he put his finger in me and tore my hymen. I had blood in my underpants and my mother saw it and had a conniption fit! She grounded me for six MONTHS! That’s what I’m talking about, honey. Things get carried away, and I don’t want that to happen to you.”

“So how did it ruin your life?” asked Mindy. “Other than being grounded I mean.”

Cora started to say something and then realized she really didn’t have anything TO say. “Well, I mean it didn’t RUIN my life, exactly. I didn’t have my hymen any more. I mean I couldn’t give that to…” she started to say Roger Powers, who was the boy she had let into her pussy for the very first time. But she hadn’t married Roger Powers, and she couldn’t admit to her daughter that she’d let a boy other than her husband fuck her. That would be counter-productive. “I couldn’t give my virginity to your father.” she said finally.

“What do you mean? You were a virgin when you met Daddy weren’t you?” asked her too intuitive daughter.

“Of course I was!” said Cora, blushing as only those telling bald faced lies blush. “Your father was my first.”

“OK, so how did it ruin your life again?” asked Mindy.

“Why are you so concerned about my life being ruined?” asked Cora, still rattled and not realizing that Mindy had actually adopted the whole idea of learning from her mother’s mistakes.

“Well… ” started Mindy. Now she was looking down at the floor. “Um… I don’t think I have my hymen any more either.”

Cora sat there in shock. “You let a boy FUCK you?” her voice rose.

“NO!” shouted Mindy. “You promised, mother. You can’t get mad… you promised.”

“You DIDN’T let a boy… make love to you, then?” asked Cora. “But your hymen… OK. I’m calm now. What happened to your hymen Mindy?”

“Well, when I went to the school dance, you know, last month? Richard Smythe asked me to dance and while we were dancing - it was a slow dance - he put his hands on my butt and squeezed.”

“And what did you do?” asked her mother.

“I didn’t do anything. It felt nice. Well, what I mean is that while he was doing that he started kissing my neck. And I got all tingly and it felt good and then he put his hands on my butt and squeezed. Mr Turner came along and made him stop, though. He kept watching too, so Richard couldn’t do it again.”

“And would you have let him do that again?” asked Cora.

“Sure. Like I said, it felt really nice. And all the other kids were right there, so nothing could happen, so I thought it was OK. Anyway, when I got home I was all… horny and I couldn’t go to sleep and I was all itchy… down there and I started rubbing myself with the hairbrush handle… you know the one with the brown handle? And I sort of stuck it in me a little. And it hurt really bad but it felt really good too and I didn’t want to stop… and there was some blood in my panties the next morning. Are you mad?”

Mindy was so relieved that some pimply faced boy hadn’t fucked her daughter that she almost laughed. She gave her daughter a hug. “No, sweetie, I’m not mad. I know how you felt and… I hope you don’t hate me for this… but sometimes I touch myself too.”

“You do?” Mindy’s voice was the one that was rising now.

Cora straightened her shoulders. “Yes. Your father is gone a lot and sometimes I get horny too. Just like you do dear. And so I know how you felt. Your father isn’t here to touch me, so sometimes I have to touch myself.”

“Wow” said Mindy, trying to picture her mother doing that. It didn’t seem quite so ‘Ewww’ as it might have in the past.

Cora went on. “But I WILL tell you that, if you let boys touch you in places like your butt, and your breasts and… down there. Well pretty soon you want to let them do other things too, and when you do THOSE things, it’s very hard to stop. That’s why it’s best to do them with someone you really truely love, and not just anybody.”

“Is that what happened with Jill and Kathy?” asked Mindy.

Cora thought for a moment. “I guess so, baby. If they talked about it before it happened, and it STILL happened, then I would have to guess that both girls loved the boy very much. I still don’t understand why Liz would LET them get pregnant. I mean what boy would be willing to marry them and take care of them and support the children?”

It was at that precise moment that the thought gelled in Cora’s mind that it must not have been a BOY who impregnated those girls. It had to be a MAN, and the SAME man must have made Liz pregnant too! Liz just would not have let them get pregnant if she didn’t KNOW they’d be taken care of. It was a short list as to what men Liz was friendly enough with that she even let them into the house.

In fact, the only man Cora knew of who had EVER stayed in that house overnight was Bob.

Her mouth dropped open as she suddenly saw in her mind again the vision that had haunted HER dreams for weeks after it happened: Bob, his shorts around his ankles, his ENORMOUS prick half pointing at her, with that set of bull balls supporting it. She hadn’t been able to go to sleep that very night, having to masturbate over and over before she was relaxed enough to fall asleep. And for nights after that she had fantasized about it… what it would feel like in her hand… and elsewhere.

“Oh my” she blurted, her hand squeezing her breast harder. Kathy had pulled his shorts down and then run away. Liz had gone after her. Bob had gone with her. They had been gone a long time, and when they came back, Liz had looked… happy. No… happy wasn’t the right word. Gloriously elated… that was the right concept. Cora remembered thinking that they must have found Kathy and gotten everything resolved.

Now Cora was suddenly quite sure just how things had been… resolved!

She thought of that monster inside her sister and saw Liz’s face grinning from ear to ear. Then she thought of that huge prick inside Kathy, spurting… making a baby in her. And then in Jill… poor, young Jill.

She turned to Mindy again. “You did say Jill seemed happy about being pregnant?”

“Uh huh.” confirmed Mindy. “She said she loves the baby and can’t wait to hold it and feed it and take care of it.”

Cora checked her watch. It was only seven thirty. She picked up the phone again and dialed.

“Hi Liz?… It’s me again. Can I come over? Mindy and I? I need to ask you a question. No, I won’t pry! OK, I might pry, but you don’t have to say anything. Come on Liz… OK… OK… We’ll be right over.”

She turned to Mindy. “I think I know who got them pregnant.” she said to herself as she turned. She realized too late she’d said it to Mindy.

“Who!?” came the breathless reply.

“Later. Right now let’s just go over there. I’m glad we had this talk.” Again she was talking to herself, but, to her surprise, she got a hug from her daughter.