When I was five years old, my mother moved me into my grandfather's room, so he could teach me about sex and how to make a baby. Yeah, right.

I was too young to know any better, so I didn't even wonder about it.

At the same time I moved in with Grandpa, My oldest sister Janine was just moving out; having shown Mom that she had "learned her lessons" by giving birth to Michael . . . the first boy in the family since Daddy.

At the time I moved in (and after Janine left) there was me (My name is Jennifer, or Jenny) Karen, Susan (Sue) and Maurine in that double-kingsize bed with Grandpa. There were also three younger daughters (Selena, Diane, and Josie) with Tabitha making bulges in our mother's belly.

Yes, Mother had 14 kids by Daddy . . . all of them girls. At the time I moved in with Grandpa, there was only 8 of us, but that didn't stay that way long.

As you can guess, Mom was a pervert . . . marrying her own brother, having 14 kids by him, and then having her father "teach" all 14 of her daughters about sex and babies by having him have sex with them until they had his babies.

Yeah, sick. Only it never seemed that way to us.

I mean, when you're raised in a family where you're expected to learn about sex and "practice making a baby" with your own grandfather from the time you're five, you just don't see anything unusual in it.

Uhuh. When each of us reached the age of five, Mother held a special BIG birthday party for each of us, where the culmination was everybody taking off their clothes, and the "birthday girl" got to sit on Grandpa's lap naked for the first time.

No, he didn't fuck me or my sisters on our birthday . . . that didn't usually happen for several weeks. The birthday party was more symbolic of us being "big girls" now, and being ALLOWED to sit naked on Grandpa's lap, like the older girls did. Right. Only my big sisters (of course) usually sat with Grandpa's prick sticking right up inside them, when THEY did it.

It usually took several weeks of prying, straining, and exercise before each of us girls had Grandpa's prick buried all the way in our bellies, but from then on Grandpa would "teach" each of us girls how to fuck and make babies . . . usually at least once a day. This would continue until each of us "learned her lesson" and showed Mom by actually having a baby. Then, since we were women, Mom moved us in the bedroom she shared with Daddy, so we "wouldn't get out of practice." (I can hear the snickers out there right now.) Only WE weren't laughing. It was quite serious business with us. Each of us girls would "practice" with Grandpa as hard as we could from the age of five, until we finally reached puberty. Then, we would KEEP in practice with Daddy, until we got old enough to move out on our own.

Once we had "proved" to Mom that we knew how babies were made by having one by Grandpa and one by Daddy, she "allowed" us to fuck whoever we wanted to. That was STILL usually Daddy, as we didn't have too many friends out where we were. Still, the positions of gardener, chauffeur, and chef had a LONG list of applicants and very low turnover, in spite of the (relatively) low salary Daddy paid to men at the place. The string of maids and sexy Nannys that went through the house, was a different matter. All were young, sexy, and while not all were wet-dreams to look at, they all were good looking to some degree. Young and sexy was more important to Daddy than good looks however. Almost every one left happy though. Even though the salary was high, so was the turnover. Something in the contracts I guess. Almost every one left with high hopes, a big cash settlement, and a bulging belly. (No, NOT all by Daddy, or even Grandpa. When they signed-on, one of the conditions of the contract for their high salaries was that none of them have any current boyfriends, and they had to leave if they got one . . . thus making them available to Dad, grandpa, and all the male staff. (One of the OTHER reasons the male staff was so adamantly loyal.) Since the girls were all specifically picked for brains, beauty, and most-specifically a high-libido, this made for interesting scenarios, when they found out they could play around with ANY of the men, but just weren't allowed to get seriously involved with them. If they did, then BOTH members would be let go. It never happened.

The other thing Daddy insisted on as a requirement of employment, was that none of the women were allowed to use birth-control as long as they worked for him. Nobody HAD to have sex with anybody, if they didn't want to. Though, with young healthy males, and even younger healthier and sexier females in the same house, with no restrictions against "fraternizing" between employees (except no permanent relationships) you can imagine how often they went without sex. (I think the longest went almost an entire week before climbing into Grandpa's bed between me and Maurine.)

As you can guess, Daddy was an even bigger pervert than Mother was.

He should be. The whole setup was his idea. When Daddy won the 104-million dollar lottery, he thought long and hard about what he REALLY wanted.

What Daddy wanted was to marry his own sister, and have LOTS of incestuous babies by her and her daughters. So, with all that money in hand, he propositioned Mother. Well, Mother is no more a fool than anybody else in the family . . . she told him that if he could pull it off, then for THAT kind of money she would do he part. And she has; making Daddy a VERY competent, sexy, loving and yes, fertile wife. Mother never backed down on her part of the agreement, and I think she figures she got a good deal.

Well, to make things work and marry his own sister, Daddy had to get Grandpa in on things (Grandma died about two years earlier). So Daddy made his father an offer no pedophile like him could refuse . . . access to an almost unlimited supply of little-girl-pussy; with the prospect of not only fucking every one of them for years, but of getting each of them pregnant at least once.

Dad, it seems, had figured out his father's weakness for little girls.

So it was, that I and all 14 of my sisters spent an average of 5 to 7 years each, sleeping with our grandfather until he got each of us pregnant. After that, we each repeated the process with our father, sometimes even three, four, or even five times.

By the time I left home, I had two babies by Grandpa, three by Daddy, and one each by the Chauffeur and Cook (OK! . . . Chef).

Daddy saw to it that I and each of my sisters got a million-dollar annuity to keep us going for the rest of our lives. With the income he gets from investing most of the surplus from the Lottery-money, it didn't even dent the growth of the fund Daddy setting aside for each of us, and all our children . . . not to mention the settlements with each of the leaving maids and Nannys. (Daddy made it more profitable for a girl to leave with pregnancy benefits, than to remain after giving birth . . . thus ensuring a steady turnover in young, pretty, and sexy maids. If they weren't young, pretty and sexy, then they didn't get hired, or were laid off in a hurry. The list of applicants for female staff-members, while nowhere near as long as the one for male-household, was always long enough to ensure at least 20 or 30 applicants for each vacancy.