Message-ID: <47226asstr$1081026605@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <root@pita.alt.net> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: usenet From: "Frank McCoy" <mccoyf@millcomm.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <c4mk8g$tqr$0@pita.alt.net> Reply-To: mccoyf@millcomm.com X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 3 Apr 2004 15:12:16 GMT x-assm-no-berne-warning: yes Subject: {ASSM} :*NEW*: "Don't Tease" (Mf/bg, incest, cons, pedo, preg?, food) X-Original-Subject: :*NEW*: DONTEASE.TXT "Don't Tease" (Mf/bg, incest, cons, pedo, preg?, food) Lines: 303 Date: Sat, 3 Apr 2004 16:10:05 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2004/47226> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: hoisingr, dennyw Don't Tease An Erotic Story "Don't tease your brother," I admonished Tammy, my youngest daughter. The girl was flashing her big brother; lifting her skirt, and showing the older boy where she was sliding a hot-dog in and out of the swollen lips of her tight little cunny. "But Mike LIKES to watch me do it, Dad," objected the 9-year-old; throwing a frown in my direction as she lowered her hands so the bottom of the short skirt now hid the sight of the wiener she had buried in her tight little slit. My daughter didn't need to hold the mini-sausage inside herself with her hands; as the girl's vaginal muscles were young, supple, and strong enough to do so without digital assistance. "So do you," she pouted. It was true. Michael DID look disappointed as his little sister covered up the erotic sight of a pre-teen girl masturbating herself with the food the family would later eat. Even I was let down a little as the carnal sight was hidden from view. That didn't stop Tammy from continuing to work the meat cylinder in and out of her body. I don't think she COULD stop herself, until she got off. "It's not the LOOKING that's teasing your brother," I explained. "It's showing him something he can't have, that does it." "Huh?" I sighed. "Seeing you slide that hot-dog up inside you like that, makes your brother (and any adult male watching, for that matter) wish HE could be sliding HIS wiener up inside you, instead of that stupid hot-dog. It's unfair to show off in front of your brother like that; teasing the poor kid with something he can't have." Again a, "Huh?" from both kids. "Mikey can stick his 'thing' up inside me any time he wants to," rebutted his little sister. "He can even cum inside me if he wants to. I don't mind; and he knows it too ... Don't you Mikey?" "Uhuh." Michael nodded and slid closer to his little sister; unbuttoning himself as he did so. "See Dad?" he explained; pulling the offending wiener from his little sister's body, and substituting the MUCH larger "sausage" attached to his groin. There was an, "Oof," of surprise from Tammy; then just the normal squishing sounds of two kids having a *very* good time with each other sexually, as my son's swollen prick vanished to the hilt inside the little girl's body. "After all," added the younger child as an afterthought, "it isn't as if Mikey could get me pregnant, you know, since I'm only nine." The youngster almost pouted the last sentence, as if she was disappointed. "I can do better than THAT," commented a voice at my shoulder, as the two siblings' older sister peeked past me at the mating duo. I was more surprised at the older girl being in the room or even in the house at all, than when I noticed she was completely naked. However, what REALLY drew my eyes to the budding teenager, was the "hot dog" the older girl was carrying. 1 Unlike the tiny six-inch wiener their brother had put aside in favor of a much more "intimate" tool of his own, my 13-year- old was carrying a piece of bologna that was over TWICE as long as my prick ... and approximately the same diameter. Well, I could describe my surprise when the seventh-grader slid this monster sausage down between her legs and then INSERTED the piece of meat inside her until fully half of it had vanished into the hole between her legs ... But it wouldn't begin to approach the reality. Here I had SUPPOSED both of the girls (and their brother too) were virgins. To see that big thing slide into the vagina that all-too-often I had dreamed about myself ... and then felt guilty about afterward .... Well, surprise doesn't fully describe what I felt. However, my prick felt like it had grown almost to the 15 or 16 inches in length that the bologna was. It just ACHED to replace the piece of meat like Mike had replaced the hot-dog their little sister had been using. As to the lewdly coupled duo .... "Ha," sniffed Tammy; taking in the sight of her older sister's vagina stuffed with at least eight inches of sausage. "I can do that!" she belittled. "Heck, Mikey is almost THAT big." Looking at the older boy's prick where it vanished into my little girl's body, then reappeared, streaked with white juices, I had little doubt she could. My son's prick was almost as big as mine ... almost. "Ha, yourself," retorted their big sister. "THIS wasn't what I was referring to," she asserted; wriggling the hunk of meat inside her body, like some well-hung "she-male" in a porno movie. "I'm just getting it slippery first," she explained. Three wide-eyed stares followed the teenager, as my eldest child withdrew the 16-inch (or was it 18, or even 20 inch?) sausage from within the sucking wet heat of her tight little vagina ... where my prick SO ached to go and replace it. Then, taking the bologna in one hand, the girl said, "Let's see any of you guys try THIS," just before she was unable to say anything at all. Yes, Sherrie was taking the end of the enormous length of bologna into her mouth; tilting her head back like a sword- swallower as inch after obscene inch slowly vanished. I couldn't believe it as over half the enormous sausages slowly slid into my daughter's mouth, and then down her throat. My prick just ACHED; wishing IT was inside the girl ... somewhere, anywhere inside her body. Inside her tight little cunny, like the sausage had been. Down her eagerly working throat, and past her tongue. Even up her even tighter little ass; though that would have been a last resort. My prick just HAD to explode thick sticky semen into one of my daughters' bodies; even though before that minute I had never dreamed of fucking either one. After all, they were my DAUGHTERS. Right then, my prick ... and I ... didn't really CARE any more. They were BOTH very sexy and eager young girls, who very obviously knew what sex was all about. The rising pants and grunts of the two younger siblings mating on the floor just emphasized the reality of that. 2 My attention yanked BACK to the older girl, from where my son was almost ready to jerk his seed into the younger girl's womb, by the surprised look on the child's face as she stared past me towards her older sister. Astonishingly, even when long PAST the point where she would have completely swallowed my 7-inches of proud prick if she'd been sucking on me, (At that moment it felt at least NINE inches long, and very well might have been.) Sherrie had continued until only an inch or two remained outside her body ... Well more than 12 inches MUST have been down the girl's throat! But then ... Pushing with her finger, Sherrie slowly forced the remaining bologna ... almost as much as my whole prick ... into her mouth, and then down her throat! Closing her teeth, and then giving a forced swallow or two, Sherrie finally straightened her head back to normal, gave a gasping gulp to catch her breath, and then croaked, "Top THAT, Little Sister." Tammy didn't even try to. "Wow!" she commented, before her attention was taken by her big brother's rising orgasm. I watched as my son suddenly jerked between the little girl's legs; and then jetted his seed in thick white squirts into the child's tummy; splashing his sister's uterus with gooey gobs of incestuous seed, just teeming with millions of sperm all eagerly seeking one of his sibling's ripening eggs. One, two, and then three grunts announced the delivery of still more incestuous sperm into the child's belly, before Mike collapsed like a punctured balloon ... once his prick had finished its intended job of trying to impregnate a fertile young female ... even if that nubile female just happened to be the boy's own cute little sister. Each jerk of Mike's body into Sherrie was echoed by a matching ripple of the child's flat little tummy, as Tammy milked her big brother's prick with her vagina for each precious drop of family seed; doing her best to reproduce with her own big brother. "If you think THAT is something," croaked Sherrie; her voice still strained by the enormous piece of bologna inside her, "wait until you see what's NEXT." Oh God. "It's not NICE to tease your father like that, you know," my wife's soft voice interrupted this pastoral scene of sibling sex and deep-throat demonstration. "He's only human." "I'm NOT teasing Daddy," replied Sherrie; her voice still strained. "See?" I looked down as a wet, warm, incredibly smooth and tight SOMETHING surrounded the head of my prick and slid down. Somehow, while I had been ogling the mad coupling of her two siblings, Sherrie had unbuttoned my pants and directed my swollen prick into the crease between her legs. Before I realized fully what was happening, I was on the floor and fucking my eldest daughter like I hadn't even fucked my wife since the times we had "made out" in her parent's attic; trying to get off without the two older people knowing. (Fat chance.) "So THAT is the stuff that makes babies," quietly commented Tammy; looking down at the river of white cum oozing out of her abused little slit, as Michael's prick wilted and finally slid out of her tight little hole. 3 "Uhuh," groaned the older boy; too worn out from depositing his seed in the child's body to worry about the reproductive consequences of cumming inside his own little sister's developing young fertility. Oh God (again). "Do it, Daddy. Shoot your baby-stuff in me, like Mikey did Tammy," whined Sherrie; bucking against me; her flat little belly rippling against mine, my daughter's tight little tunnel milking desperately on my abused prick. The sensation was almost overwhelming. "Cum in me. Cum in me. Cum in me. I want to FEEL it." "Oh. OH ... OH SHIT! I'm gonna ...." I bit my tongue, and barely held out against following my son's example and filling the older girl's womb as full of incestuous seed as the boy had filled his little sister's. "Don't TEASE the girl, Mike!" my wife sharply reproved me. "It isn't FAIR. You know that." "Please, Daddy?" whined and somewhat croaked the teenager. At thirteen, nubile and ovulating regularly, the youngster was I knew, about as fertile as a woman could be. Still, I couldn't resist both her AND my wife at the same time. Besides, Sherrie had wrapped her legs around my body, and there was only ONE place this rusty load of baby-juice was going to go ... up inside my daughter's body where it belonged. Yes, I did it. With an aching HEAVE, I jerked myself into my little girl's body, and let her have every drop of incestuous cum I had been building up over the last hour or so. Jet after sticky jet, and squirt after thick gooey squirt slid out of the head of my penis and into the heaving and fertile young body of my eldest daughter. Gush after gush and surge after surge of thick white goo rippled through the tube on the base of my penis, up into the head, and then on into the welcoming belly of my own child; as my prick performed its assigned duty of delivering sperm as close as possible to the uterus and womb of a fertile young female as it could. That the belly that would be swelling if that sperm took root, was the result of a similar mating of egg and sperm from me not 14 years earlier, had nothing to do with the result. Sherrie needed it, and I gave it to her. "Oh Daddy, Daddy, Daddy," meweled Sherrie. "I'm going to have your baaaayyyybeeee!" The whining keen of a child pleading for something that she knew she shouldn't have ... but was determined to get anyway, was the final straw; helping me leave even more sperm in the girl than I thought I had in me. Well, if Sherrie really wanted my baby in her tummy, then I certainly had done my best to put it there. Even if it was just the horniness of the moment and NOT something she really wanted, then I still had done my best to father a child on my own little girl. Her obvious eagerness to feel me do just that, had been far too exciting to resist. Even my watching wife hadn't made a move to stop the two of us from procreating. It was only when my prick was starting to wilt, that the guilt hit me. Oh God. Even if my wife DIDN'T kill me for filling our daughter's womb with my baby, it still wasn't something a man was supposed to do. 4 Still ... If given half a chance, I knew damned good and well I'd do it again. From my daughter's satiated and happy look, along with the horny and greedy look on my wife's face, I knew I was going to have more than half a chance ... Several chances in fact. Even Heaven must have its limits. My prick was finally wilting inside Sherrie; and I knew we were going to make a far bigger mess than even Mike and Tammy had. At my age I could produce probably three or four times the thick heavy cum that a preteen boy could; though that wouldn't be for long. "Oh God," I groaned. "We'd better get a towel before ...." Sherrie suddenly left for the bathroom; only to be stopped by our daughter's frantic waving to, "Wait!" What the? Tilting her head back, the girl suddenly gave a couple of gurgling gulps, a ripple of her stomach that somehow squeezed two more drops of thick white cum out of me and into her, and then ... And then the end of the bologna sausage appeared in her mouth as she UN-swallowed the enormous piece of meat much faster than ever she swallowed it in the first place! "Here," she grunted; her voice suddenly husky and much more normal. "THIS will hold it until I get to the bathroom," she explained; forcing the end of the bologna into her sopping cunny as my wilting prick was also forced OUT. Only a tiny amount of the enormous quantities of thick white reproductive fluid that I knew was trapped inside my little girl's body escaped to make a mess on the floor. "THERE," Sherrie gloated in satisfaction as she stumbled to her feet; the remainder of the huge hunk of bologna sticking out of her body like the oversized schlong on some porno she-male. "NEXT time, it's MY turn to have Daddy squirt his baby-stuff up inside me," announced her little sister; ignoring the gooey mess dripping from her own oozing little slit. Sherrie just nodded in acceptance of her younger sibling's claim on me; seeming to have expected this. "You can have Mikey, instead. Watching the two of you fuck, was just teasing," Tammy added; silencing any objection I might have made. "Now girls: Remember what I told you both," spoke up their mother; looking pointedly at the slightly wilted baby-sausage now lying forlornly abandoned on the end-table, while seeming to completely ignore the reproductive fluid dripping from both of her daughter's tight little slits. "Whenever you kids FINISH using the hot-dogs, you're supposed to REMEMBER to put them back in the refrigerator, so they don't spoil and can't be eaten," she reminded the girls. "We don't want good food going to waste, you know." "Yes, Momma." WHY was my prick suddenly hard as a brick, all over again? 5 -- +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+