Teaching Daughter Self Esteem part 5 by dannyboy111

As soon as the door to our bedroom was closed I turned to my wife. "We need to talk," I said.

"Uh huh," she said. She unzipped her dress and as she was shimmying out of it she began to unbutton her blouse.

"It's about Katie and her self esteem issues," I said.

"Uh huh," she said. "Self esteem. Right." She reached behind her back and began unlatching her bra.

"In a lot of ways it's as low as it's ever been, but I think we can take steps to help her."

"Uh huh," she said. "Steps." She dropped to her knees and pulled my dick out of my bathrobe. "Tell me about it while you fuck my face," she said.

I tried to concentrate as Elaine slurped my cock noisily. "I need to . . . uh! Fuck! Your mouth! . . . I need to fuck Katie!"

Elaine grinned evilly as she took her mouth away from my dick for a moment so she could speak. "You need to fuck my mouth? Or you need to fuck Katie? I'm not sure I understood you." She plunged her mouth onto my dick, swallowing me all the way to the root. I could feel her tongue, mouth and throat massaging every inch of my rod.

"I . . . uh. . . Oh God!"

"That's what I thought. You need to fuck my mouth. C'mon, Daddy. Grab my hair and fuck my face!"

I was lost. I had tried to talk to Elaine, but her mouth on my cock was too much. I could barely even put two words together.

A few minutes later, Elaine stood up and, with her hand on my rod, she led me by my cock to the bed. She got on all fours on the mattress and, presenting her ass to me, said, "Fuck me now, Daddy! Ram your big cock into my wet pussy!"

As I pounded into her over and over, Elaine pushed her one rule on me over and over: "You only fuck ME, Daddy! Only your wife! Cum in your daughter's mouth, spray her face with seed! Drive her goddamn crazy! But no fucking!"

My frustration coupled with my horniness drove me over the edge. I rammed into my wife over and over, harder and harder.

"I have to!" I cried. ". . . Have to fuck her!" Images of my daughter's incredible body were swimming in front of me, even while I was screwing my beautiful wife.

"No!" she screamed. "Only ME! You only fuck ME!"

The vision of my daughter's lovely blonde hair, her trusting and adoring eyes, her red lips and her busty virgin body seemed right in front of me at the same time that my wife's words were pushing away the possibility. I couldn't help myself. With a powerful thrust, I rammed into my wife so hard that she fell forward onto the bed. I fell forward with her and continued pounding my cock into her body while she began spasming with orgasmic frenzy.

I began to cum. I had so much pent-up desire and frustration coupled with sexual stimulation that it seemed as if my head was going to explode. My orgasm was so hard that I became dizzy. I fell off my wife and slid onto the bed facing the ceiling. The room spun around me in a wave of vertigo.

When I came back to my senses, my wife was gasping and beginning to sit up. "That's why you can't fuck her," she said simply.

"Huh?"

"I know you want her pussy," she said. "I know it's driving you crazy. But that crazy desire is giving me the best sex I've ever had."

"Elaine, . . ."

She got off the bed, moved to the dresser and began brushing her hair. "Have Katie suck you. Have her tit fuck you. Have her crawl around the house on all fours with a leash around her neck that's attached to your cock if that gets you off. But no fucking."

"Elaine, her self esteem. . ."

She turned to me with a smirk, the hairbrush frozen in the arc of a stroke through her hair. "Are you really going to claim that she needs to fuck her father for the sake of her self esteem? Well, even if it's true, I don't care. I know that the desire for her is giving you a 24/7 hard-on, and I'm not giving that up."

She went back to brushing her hair and looked at me through the mirror. "Go ahead and fuck Randi. Her pussy doesn't matter. But Katie's pussy is off limits. Period."

The next day, Sunday, I received a life-changing phone call.

"I've got chickenpox," the voice on the other end of the line said.

"What?" I asked. "Who is this? Why are you calling me?"

"I'm your sister, stupid," she said. "Don't you recognize my voice? Don't you ever check caller ID?"

"Oh. Sorry. Chickenpox, huh? That's too bad."

"Tell me about it," she said. "It's not that unpleasant, but I'm contagious as hell. I can't go to the grocery store to buy food. I'm afraid to even take out the garbage for fear of breathing on one of the neighbors. You've never had it, have you?"

"To be honest, I can't remember which childhood diseases I got or didn't get," I answered, "but I guess if you're coming down with chickenpox as an adult, it means neither you nor I had it as children."

"What about Elaine?" my sister asked. "Has she had it?"

I brought the phone to Elaine and explained the situation. It turned out that she had been exposed to the disease as a child and so was immune to getting it again as an adult. So had Randi. After a short discussion, Elaine and Randi offered to go to my sister's house to take care of her and my equally-infected six year old nephew for a few days.

"Thanks," said my sister. "I really owe you for this favor."

Within an hour or so, Elaine and Randi had packed overnight bags and set off across town to my sister's place, leaving Katie and me alone together.

I spent the rest of the day doing odd jobs around the house - cleaning, moving a few heavy items into storage, that sort of thing. Katie stayed in her room catching up on homework.

Toward evening I told Katie to change into some nice clothes - I was going to take her to dinner. Katie and I occasionally got a burger or pizza when we were out together doing errands, but I couldn't remember the last time she and I had gone out to a restaurant and sat down together, just the two of us. Besides, this would be a good opportunity to pressure Katie into dressing normally for a change, without her usual oversized coats, baggy pants, tacky scarves and ugly hats. "Something fancy, okay?" I said. "I'd like this to be a night on the town for both of us."

Katie surprised me by agreeing without the usual coaxing. She told me that she had recently bought a special gown at a thrift shop for only a few bucks and she wanted to try it on for me. While she put on her dress, I changed into a suit and tie, looking forward to the idea of a formal night out at a French restaurant that I'd heard about.

When Katie finally came into my bedroom to show off the dress she looked stunning, but the expression on her face appeared physically painful - far worse than the usual reluctance she showed at wearing normal clothing rather than the army surplus shit she usually wore.

The gown itself was extraordinary: made of one of those synthetic fabrics that mimics satin, the white floor length skirt positively shimmered in a graceful, simple line that stretched down to her shoes. The upper part of the dress was open in front almost to the navel, designed to allow one to see, as a layer beneath the main dress, a matching white corset-like bodice made of the same material that buttoned up the front. Topping off the whole ensemble was a veil pinned to Katie's shiny blonde hair, swept back so that there was only a trace of the veil visible from the front.

It was a wedding dress.

"Well?" she asked, gasping out the words. "What do you think?"

"I think it's amazing, but why did you . . .?" My inquiry about the appropriateness of wearing a second hand wedding dress to a restaurant was cut off by a glance at Katie's pained, reddened face. "What's wrong, sweetie?" I asked.

"It's this . . . top. . . . too tight!" She started fumbling with the button on the front bodice, but her hands were shaking. When she finally managed to undo the top button, she gasped in a lung full of air. Her expanding chest made several of the front buttons pop off. Katie's huge braless tits sprung out and she broke into tears. Her large breasts had literally burst through her dress.

"I thought it would fit!" she sobbed. "I was sure I could make it fit!" She dropped to the floor and frantically tried to collect the lost buttons.

"What's going on here, Katie?" I asked.

"I saw this gown in the consignment store and I thought it looked so beautiful," she said. "I know it's a wedding dress, but it was so pretty I thought maybe I could wear it as a prom gown. I tried it on - everything but the last few buttons - and it fit perfectly! Everywhere but the bust!

"I thought maybe if I controlled my breathing I could wear it. It would make my breasts look smaller and I could seem . . . I don't know . . . normal? Not a big-busted freak? Now look at it. It's ruined! I'm too ugly to wear something nice like this!" She stood and looked at herself in my bedroom's full length mirror. In disgust she threw the buttons back down on the floor.

I looked across at her image in the mirror. She looked stunning. The dress hugged every curve of her hourglass figure. Far from being ruined by the torn bodice, the gown seemed completed in a way that the dress designer never intended and could never have dreamt of. The structure of the dress and corset pushed Katie's amazing rack upward. Her huge F-cup melons thrust out of the dress as if the entire outfit was designed to show off the most hormone-driven fuckable teenage body in the world. The overall effect reminded me of images I had seen of ancient Minoan women, whose everyday dresses were parted in front to deliberately put their breasts on display at all times.

Far from ruining the look of the gown, the effect of the torn bodice was to turn it from an attractive outfit for a bride into a lewd come-on for the sexiest young woman I had ever set eyes on. Katie's tits were mouthwatering. Looking at her dressed in shimmering virginal white with her gigantic soft tits on full display made me paradoxically want to cherish her on the one hand and yet, at the same time, throw her on the ground and fuck her senseless.

"Honey, look at yourself in the mirror," I said. "You look beautiful. The most beautiful bride in the world."

"Oh Daddy. Stop lying to me. I know I'm ugly. I know these fat breasts ruin my figure," she said.

"Lying?" I asked. "Is THIS lying?" I unzipped my slacks and pulled out my hard cock. "The moment I saw you in this outfit I thought about how beautiful you are, and when your breasts burst out of your dress, I couldn't help myself. A hard cock doesn't lie, sweetie. It can't lie. I find you sexy as hell, and even more sexy wearing that outfit."

We stared at ourselves in the full length mirror: she in a floor length formal white gown that hugged her wide hips, her small waist and her tight little tummy, and with her huge tits bursting out of a tight corset, and me dressed in a suit and tie with my hard dick hanging out of my pants.

"We look like quite a pair," she giggled. She took my hand, and the image we saw of ourselves holding hands in the mirror was like a perverted wedding portrait. Then Katie made the picture even better by reaching a little farther and wrapping her hand around my hard pole. I responded by wrapping my arm around her waist. Pulling her closer to me but still facing the mirror, I brought my hand upward from her opposite hip. I cupped her cantaloupe-sized breast and sighed with contentment.

"This is an image I want to hold in my head forever," I said. "You in a wedding dress holding my cock. Me caressing your beautiful body." I smiled at her sexy image in the mirror and bounced her big tit in my hand. She responded by twisting her hand on my cock, making me even harder. Katie completed the picture by smiling happily at me with a wide, open-mouthed grin. Seeing the combination of that happy grin with her hand jacking me off was incredible.

I pulled her closer to me, so that now she stood mostly in front of me. The image in the mirror now showed me behind my diminutive daughter, almost a head taller than her and standing to the side, with her hand still visible as she eagerly jacked me off. "Cock!" she whimpered. "Hard cock! Hard for ME!" Even now, she was amazed and grateful that I found her attractive. She smiled joyously the whole time as she gazed through the mirror into my eyes. "Oh thank you, Daddy!" she said, expressing crazy gratitude - gratitude! - to me for letting her jack me off. Her rhythmic arm motions made her pillowy tits bounce enticingly.

It was that happy gratitude that I found most amazing - and most sexy. Despite her angelic young face and lovely blonde hair, despite her trim dancer's body and her breathtaking curves, Katie continued to think of herself as an ugly ducking. The amazing rack that had developed over the last year and a half was, to her, a curse that confirmed and accentuated what she thought of as her unworthiness and unattractiveness. When I told her I loved her, when I told her I desired her, when I got a hard-on in her presence, when I taught her to play with my cock - all these were gifts that, in her eyes, she didn't deserve. And so when I let her jack me off and when I sprayed cum on her big tits and in her face and into her mouth, she became ecstatic with gratitude. She actually THANKED me when I let her service me! She THANKED me when I let her suck me! She THANKED me when I covered her adoring, grateful face with my cum! Right now, she was ecstatically happy that I was letting her pump my rod! She was the most worshipful, most devoted little sex kitten daughter I could ever dream of.

I brought my other hand up so that I could play with both her breasts at once. She began mewling with docile pleasure, squirming her shoulders like a kitten being rubbed. Watching myself snuggle up against her tight, round ass and fondle both her soft, bare tits as she smiled dreamily and jacked me off while dressed in a pornographic version of a satiny white wedding dress was incredibly erotic. "Will you marry me, milady?" I asked.

It was a joke of course, and Katie knew it but she beamed with delight anyway. "Of course I will, Daddy. You're the only man I've ever loved." She knelt on the ground beside me and I turned so that both of us were in profile before the mirror.

She started sucking me. The sight of my beautiful blonde daughter dressed in a gorgeous yet slutty wedding gown on her knees in front of me was incredible. The mirror's image showed a profile of her big jugs accentuated by the effect of the corset, showcasing the amazing curves of her tiny teenage body. Topping it all off was the veil pinned to the back of her lovely hair, making her both virginal and unbearably, fuckably sexy at the same time.

"I don't have a normal wedding band for you to wear, darling," I said, continuing the metaphor of the "marriage", "but I see that your open mouth is forming a perfect ring for me." I thrust my cock in and out of her mouth as I said the words, "With this cock, I thee wed."

Katie took my rod out of her mouth briefly, and confirmed her commitment and submission: "To this cock I am wed." Then she went back to sucking.

"Do you promise to love, honor and obey your Daddy?" I asked as I gently pushed my cock down her throat.

"Gugg! Gugg! Obey!" she said between thrusts. Kneeling before me with her hands demurely behind her back she whimpered in joyous submission. I glanced at our reflection in the mirror and saw that the veil had slipped forward on the side facing the mirror. The image that I saw now was of my busty daughter in a white wedding dress, her head mostly obscured by a veil symbolizing her virginity and docility. The only part of her face that I could see beyond the veil was the very front - her nose, mouth and eyes in profile, bobbing forward over and over to accept my meat. With her hands clasped behind her, her big naked tits were thrust forward while her delectable round ass pushed out in back. The profile of her bare tits swung back and forth with the rhythm of her blowjob in an obscene contrast to the shimmering virginal white of her immaculate dress.

"I now pronounce us 'Daddy and Wife'," I said. With both hands I gripped the sides of my virgin daughter's head, pushed my shaft down her throat and held her there, her nose rubbing my crotch. She gagged for a few moments, and the effect of her throat constricting in waves on my cock felt as if she were massaging my dick with her throat muscles. When, a few moments later, I let go of her head she pulled it back and gasped.

"Daddy!" cried Katie. "My new husband!" She knelt upright and slipped my cock into the canyon between her big tits. Her cleavage was even greater than usual because of the effect of the torn corset pushing her breasts together. Looking adoringly into my eyes, Katie cupped her humongous breasts from below and pumped them up and down, giving me the most amazing tit fuck that I had ever imagined. I watched incredulously as, over and over, my hard cock disappeared from view in the soft valley between her oversized 32F melons. After a half a minute of bouncing her boobs up and down, she began to vary the pace, lifting one tit up while bringing the other down, creating a wave of sensations that I couldn't hold back.

"You need to slow down," I warned her. "I'll cum if you don't stop."

"Do it, Daddy! Cum! Cum on my big tits! Show me that you don't mind my huge jugs! Spray your cum on my boobs!"

"Fuck yeah!" I screamed. "Your tits! Your beautiful big tits! Your innocent face! Your slim little body! My eighteen year old bride! Take my cum!"

I began shooting cum uncontrollably. The first ropes of sperm hit my gorgeous daughter-bride's lovely breasts, but then she grabbed my cock and aimed it at her own face, spraying her cheeks and mouth with white cream. "My husband! My Daddy!" she cried. A shot of my cum flew into her mouth. She swallowed my creamy love and then laughed happily. "Your delicious dick! I belong to my Daddeee!"

Katie fell backwards onto the floor and I got a look at her. Her hair was in disarray and her face and tits were covered with thick white baby juice. Her huge tits, still constrained by the bodice, stood up proudly despite the fact that she was lying on her back. I fell to my knees and began sucking and nibbling on her outstretched nipples. In response, Katie, stimulated as always to an incredible degree by any sensual touch to her breasts, began spasming in intense orgasm.

"Fuck me, Daddy," she moaned. "I've waited so long. Every night I call for your cock. I know you hear me, but you never fuck me. Put your long Daddy dick into your virgin daughter - your bride. Fuck me like you fucked my girlfriend! Make me pregnant just like her! Oh please fuck me, Daddy!"

I had to give her what she wanted. She needed Daddy dick, and I needed to give it to her.

I extended my hand. She took it and I pulled her to her feet. Then, wordlessly, I led her by the hand toward the bed.

I turned Katie away from me briefly, unzipped her gown and let it drop to the floor. Under the dress she was still wearing the matching corset which stopped just below her navel. The bustier's top buttons were gone, but the lower buttons were still intact, cinching in her waist and pushing her big round tits up and outward. I also discovered something new: she wore matching white stockings that connected with garter straps to the satiny corset. She wore no panties over her soft blonde muff.

Katie turned back around and I took in a small gasp of breath. I felt as if I had unwrapped a beautiful Christmas present only to discover even more beautiful wrapping underneath. The white silk stockings combined with the torn corset and her exposed boobs made my busty teenage treat look even more delicious. "Should I take the rest of the clothes off, too, Daddy?" Katie asked, wanting nothing but to please me as much as possible. Her hands came up to her breasts and she cupped them from below, presenting them to me."No, sweetheart. The rest of the outfit was meant to be worn on the wedding night. Keep it on."

Katie lay down on the bed I usually shared with her mother. Looking at her, I could detect a stiffness in her posture. She was nervous, I guessed - afraid of losing her virginity despite her pleas for me to take her, and fearful that she would not be good enough in bed.

"Relax, darling," I said. "Let Daddy take care of you."

I caressed her cheek, then moved down to her neck and soon I was bent over her, gently massaging her shoulders.

I saw her muscles lose a little of their tension.

I spent the next half hour caressing and fondling her entire body. I massaged her arms. I kissed and sucked on her fingertips. I stroked the tight cinching on her bodice. I tickled her pubic hair just to tease her, then moved down to her thighs and even the tips of her feet. And through it all I bent forward at random intervals to kiss and suck on her delectable titties, sending shockwaves of lust through her body.

At first, Katie responded by making quiet murmurs of appreciation. But within a few minutes, the murmurs became moans of approval. She squealed the first time I nibbled on her nipples while fingering the outside of her pussy lips. After that, her moans were accompanied by squirming, then thrashing. Her first orgasm came when I thrust my tongue into her belly button while simultaneously pumping my fingers in her vagina. After that, Katie came repeatedly as I played the instrument of her body.

Through it all, Katie repeatedly whispered, moaned and finally screamed her favorite word in the universe - Daddy:

"Oh Daddy! Please Daddy! Love me Daddy! Kiss me Daddy! Marry me Daddy! Fuck me Daddy! Put a baby in me Daddy!"

By this time, I had both my hands on my virgin daughter's breasts, kneading them and tweaking her nipples, sending ripples of pleasure through her body. Still bent over her body as it lay on the bed, I continued to caress her big tits as I brought my cock to her mouth. The moment the head touched her lips, she opened up and accepted her Daddy's love. She was becoming so conditioned by her adoration of my cock that the combination of nipple play and the taste of my cockhead brought her to another orgasm.

After a few moments of her moistening the tip of my cock with her lips, I withdrew from her soft, wet mouth.

I knelt on the bed between her legs. "Now remember, the first time often hurts," I cautioned my daughter. "If you want me to pause or stop, just tell me."

"Please! Just put it in me!"

I entered her slowly, a centimeter at a time. Though thoroughly wet, her virgin pussy was still so unused to any penetration larger than a finger that she seemed impossibly tight. I gradually pushed farther, each thrust slightly deeper than the one before. The whole time I covered her cheeks and her lips with kisses, reassuring her of Daddy's love.

Katie wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me in deeper. Her arms wrapped about my shoulders as if she were holding on for dear life. With each push, her fingernails dug deeper into my back. She was gasping with virginal pain, release and a desire for more.

Finally I was all the way in to the root. Katie could feel that I was in her all the way, and her gasps gave way to tears of release coupled with giggling. "Oh Daddy! At Last! At last you're inside me!" I began pumping faster and harder.

Katie was in ecstasy. "So full! I'm so full of Daddy cock!"

At this point I moved us to a position that I'd fantasized about since the moment, weeks ago, when our sexualized relationship first began. I sat up in my bed with my back against the headboard, and positioned Katie on my lap facing me. Katie lowered herself onto my cock and began rising and falling on my shaft.

At last I had my darling daughter where I had wanted her for so long: bouncing happily on my dick with her humongous tits in my face. "Suck my tits, Daddy!" she cried. "Keep sucking my tits! You're making me cum so much!" Finally being fucked after weeks of anticipation and longing combined with the stimulation of her ultra-sensitive boobs pushed Katie through the roof. Her round ass corkscrewed insanely on my rod while her hands clutched the back of my head and held my lips to her hard nipples. Jiggling soft tit flesh surrounded my lips and face.

My hands were guiding and encouraging her fantastic round ass to ride me up and down faster and faster. Not that she needed much encouragement - Katie's frantic need for my cock was matched only by the stamina and muscle control that years of dance lessons had given her. She was a natural dynamo in bed. "Fuck your virgin bride, Daddy!" she screamed.

My fingers dug into her bubble butt and forced her to bounce on my dick faster and harder. In response, Katie sat up straight in my lap and raised her hands to the ceiling, wiggling her arms in counterpoint to her swiveling hips and making her big tits sway crazily in front of me. "Take my cock!" I ordered her, grabbing her ass and slamming her down on my dick. I emphasized my words with each hard thrust: "My! Cock! Owns! You!"

"Yes! Yes!" she screamed. "Only you! Only my Daddy will ever fuck me!"

When I came I felt as if a gigantic fireworks rocket was shooting off from my cock and straight into my daughter's womb. Katie felt it, too, and gave a high-pitched squeal of delight at feeling me climax inside of her. She threw herself forward, her tits mashing against my chest as she covered my face with kisses, murmuring semi-coherent grateful thanks to me the whole time.

The rest of that night was a gorgeous mixture of some of the most romantic moments of my life coupled with some of the most sexual. Katie spent the night in my bed for the first time since she was a toddler, curling up against me, whispering to herself and kissing my chest in her sleep.

Once, around midnight or so, she scooted up in the bed towards the headboard and pushed one of her big tits into my mouth, insisting that I wrap my arms around her and suckle her breasts while she shivered and cooed through another of her breast-induced orgasms.

A few hours later, sometime in the wee hours of the night, I awoke to find her upside down in the bed with her bare ass almost alongside my head while she dreamily sucked me. In response, I rested one hand on the top of her young head to encourage her sucking, while my other hand caressed her ass, then sought out her pussy and diddled her clit while she sucked. When I came in her mouth a few minutes later, I pulled her head down onto my cock to make sure she didn't miss a drop. "Such a good girl," I murmured as she drank her Daddy's seed.

I called in sick to work for the next couple of days and contacted Katie's school to excuse her as well. With the house to ourselves while Elaine and Randi took care of my sister's and nephew's chickenpox, Katie and I managed to fuck in every room of the house. Yeah, I know what you're thinking: even the hallway? Who fucks in the hallway? And why would anyone fuck in the garage?

What happened was that Katie wanted me to carry her across the threshold as a symbol of her new wifely relationship with me. Unfortunately, we both recognized that I could not carry her through the front door for fear of making the neighbors ask questions. So instead we settled on a different interpretation of the old custom: she put her arms around my neck while I held her ass in my arms. I carried her in my arms while she impaled herself on my cock, and we fucked our way through every doorway in the house.

I was in paradise. Weeks earlier, I had fantasized about simultaneously carrying and fucking Katie in the middle of her dance studio, surrounded by her horny young classmates and the studio's practice room mirrors. A few days later I had the fantastic experience of meeting her classmate with the fiery red hair and screwing that little slut while standing up in our living room with three of Katie's classmates cheering us on.

But this was different. Katie's petite yet voluptuous body was in a class of its own. More important, this beautiful sex bomb was my devoted daughter, a nubile blonde teenager who worshiped me and my cock and wanted nothing more than to love me and serve me sexually. As we fuck-walked from room to room in the house, Katie covered my cheeks with feathery kisses, cooing the whole time about how much she loved me and wanted to have my baby. "Are you going to fill me with baby juice, Daddy?" she asked me. "Are you going to pump my body with life-giving sperm and make me pregnant?" Then she wiggled her ass and twerked up and down in my arms, giggling and orgasming again and again.

She loved the feeling of being in my arms. Loved the fact that in one sense I was completely in control of her body, while at the same time she was free to hump me as much as she wanted, secure in the knowledge that her beloved Daddy was holding her above the ground. "Hold my ass, Daddy!" she giggled. "Hold my hot little ass while I ride you!"

Striding through the house with my baby daughter impaled on my cock was one of the best experiences of my life. Even though we were alone in the house, I felt as if I were putting us on display to the whole world. I knew that any man who saw me with this gorgeous little blonde with the innocent face and impossible curves would envy me. I loved the feeling of Katie's soft ass rising and falling on my cock over and over as she impaled herself on me.

The highlight came at the entrance to the living room. As we passed through the doorway, Katie reached up and took hold of the top of the door frame. With the added leverage of the door frame, she was able to plunge herself even harder and faster on my hard shaft. Pulling herself upward, she rose higher than ever on my cock, then pushed herself down with added force, squealing and laughing with each plunge.

"To this cock I am wed!" she squealed. "To this cock I am wed!" Her lovely breasts bounced up and down in my face.

"My cock is for YOU!" I said, thrusting upward into her snatch. "My daughter! My bride!"

Finally the sensations became too much. After one especially intense orgasm Katie stiffened, gasped and then went limp in my arms. Her hands remained entwined around my neck, but the strength of her hold loosened. With my cock still impaling her, I brought her dazed body to her bedroom and gently laid her down on the bed.

Katie whimpered as I withdrew my cock. Half asleep, she moaned, "Noooo, Daddeee. . . . Please please suckee Daddeee?"

How could I refuse? I bent over her face on the bed and brought my cock to her lips. Though only barely conscious, she opened her mouth automatically and began to slurp and lick. Within moments I came, pumping a load into her thirsty mouth. She whimpered again, licked her lips and fell asleep.

Katie loved to fuck in Elaine's and my bedroom. For her, the emotional connection and smells of Daddy's room and Daddy's bed were overwhelmingly romantic. I, on the other hand, had a similar feeling about making love in my daughter's bedroom. Surrounded by her teenage possessions, I felt an intense closeness to my beautiful teenage daughter who was now my lover.

But I have to admit that for sheer sexy fun, the living room was the best. On Wednesday, Katie and I settled in front of the TV for one of our Gilligan's Island evenings, and before the Skipper even had a chance to take off his sailor's cap and beat Gilligan over the head, Katie had already turned away from the TV and straddled me. She was dressed again in her white silk stockings and the white satiny wedding bodice whose torn front buttons displayed her oversized tits. Katie took my hardening cock in her small soft hands and began stroking me up and down.

"Isn't Gilligan's Island fantastic?" she asked. In fact, I couldn't see the TV screen, since my field of view was entirely taken up by my daughter's tits bouncing in front of my face. The structure of the ripped bodice combined with her arms stretched inward and down toward my crotch meant that her large breasts were even more accentuated than normally. Despite being distracted away from the TV screen, though, I did appreciate the soothing, sexy voice of Ginger in the background as she discussed with Mary Ann the awful ramifications of this week's predicament, which apparently, like every event on Gilligan's Island, involved bamboo and coconuts.

Before Gilligan even had a chance to break the Professor's latest invention, Katie braced her hands against the sofa back behind me, lifted herself up and slipped my rigid tool into her pussy. With a happy sigh she began riding me.

"Give me your tits," I said. "Let me suck your lovely big tits."

"Oh Daddy I love you so much!" she said as she fed her nipple into my hungry mouth.

A half hour later we had changed positions but were still fucking. By this time Katie was standing behind the sofa holding onto the back of the couch while I stood behind her pounding her like the world was ending and this was my last chance to get off. Because Katie is so short, we had taken the cushions off of the couch and laid them on the ground for her to stand on. The result was that the cushions not only raised her pussy to the right level, they also provided a springy surface that allowed her to bounce all the more as I gripped her hips and blasted her from behind. The bounciness of the cushions made me feel like my cock was on the best roller coaster ride in the world. The sensations of her tight pussy was driving me crazy with lust.

The second episode of Gilligan's Island was blathering in the background when the door opened. Elaine, followed by Randi, entered to the sight of her husband in profile fucking the shit out of her daughter, who was clad in white stockings and a slutty white corset that allowed her huge tits to bounce freely as she rocked on Daddy's rod.

Elaine, for her part, was dressed extremely sexily - clearly she was hoping to have a special night with me after having been away for three days. Above a short skirt, Elaine wore a halter top that was so loose it was easy to see her 36DD braless tits swaying beneath the thin fabric. Randi wore her usual gigantic grey coat even in relatively warm weather, but before she was all the way through the door and able to see what was going on in the living room, the coat was half off, revealing that Randi was wearing nothing underneath the shapeless bulk.

Part of me was dismayed that Elaine had found us in this position after the talk we'd had about my not fucking our daughter. But I was in such a sexual frenzy that I couldn't stop even if I wanted to.

"No!" cried Elaine. "You weren't supposed to fuck her!" She tried to take my arm, but my hands were practically welded to my gorgeous daughter's hips as I thrust over and over into her irresistible body.

Elaine moved closer, and now one hand was on my forearm while the other was on the other side of my torso on my side, trying to coax me away. "Please!" she said softly but urgently. "You promised!"

"I . . . can't stop," I gasped. "She needs it! I need it! . . . Her self esteem . . .!" my voice trailed off as I tried to articulate the lamest reason on earth for fucking my daughter in front of my wife.

"I'm his bride!" screamed Katie, gaily squirming and bouncing on her tiptoes as I pounded her. Katie was leaning forward just enough so that her luscious ass was the most important thing in the world. The feel of her soft butt against my crotch, accentuated by her exaggerated bouncing on the sofa cushions, was so intense that I had lost all control in fucking her.

"Daddy married me! Right here in this house! He took my virginity right here and we've been fucking for three days and three nights!"

From behind, Elaine was leaning her entire body against me, molding her soft tits against my back. When Katie spoke I could feel a shiver of disappointment and even despair run through Elaine's body, yet even then I was powerless to stop fucking my beautiful slutty bride daughter. "Please," whimpered Elaine. Then even more weakly, she pleaded, "You promised." She brought her hands down to cover mine as I gripped Katie's beautiful hips, trying ineffectually to pull my hands away.

While this was going on, Randi stood transfixed in the entranceway, her coat half removed. After a few seconds, she collected her wits and completed taking off the coat, dropping it on the floor. Nude, she circled around the couch in front of Katie. Cupping her hands on either side of Katie's face, Randi looked her girlfriend in the eyes and said, "This is so cool, Katie. I knew this would happen." She kissed Katie full on the mouth, thrusting her tongue in my daughter's mouth. "Your Dad is such a fucking stud!" Then she began kissing Katie some more.

Elaine was desperate to stop what was going on, yet nearly resigned to failure. She flung off her flimsy halter top and pulled down her little skirt, allowing it to fall to her feet. Naked now and clad only in a pair of high heels, she tried tempt me into pulling away from Katie, hugging me tightly from behind and whispering urgently, "Fuck ME! Fuck your wife!" Elaine's hands rose up and began to caress my chest from behind.

"I AM fucking my wife," I gasped. "I have two wives now - two wives and a concubine!" I slipped my hands upward along the smooth fabric of the white wedding corset that cinched Katie's already tight little waist, then cupped my daughter's huge tits. I was freshly amazed when as if it were the first time when her abundant tit flesh overflowed my hands and jiggled crazily with each hard thrust of my cock.

Then I felt Randi's hands join mine in caressing and mashing my daughter's tits. Randi lifted her head up from kissing my daughter and thrust herself forward, pushing her tits into my daughter's mouth.

Randi's eyes met mine. She smiled as we gazed at each other over the bouncing and thrashing corset-clad back of my daughter. Randi licked her lips in a signal of pure lust. The two of us, Randi and I, were joined at either end of my daughter, kissing and fondling and fucking her at both ends.

Elaine's hands drifted back down to Katie's hips, and the result was that Elaine was now effectively holding my body tightly against my daughter's, pumping her own pelvis in synch with mine while I rammed our daughter over and over. Elaine sobbed with resignation as she joined the daisy chain fucking my daughter. "A harem!" she sobbed in defeat. "We're your harem!"

With those words I lost what little control I had left. Everything I wanted was here with me at that moment: my big titty, innocent daughter-bride, my busty, horny wife, and my pregnant Scandinavian sex doll mistress. I thrust my pelvis as hard as I could and my cock began shooting out what seemed like a gallon of cum into my fertile blonde daughter.

"Yes!" screamed Katie. "Daddy I can feel you cumming inside me! Fill me with your cum! I belong to you! We all belong to you!"

"My harem!" I screamed, pumping more cum into my daughter. At that moment I could feel all three of them. Randi looking into my eyes and caressing my hands as I mashed Katie's big tits. Elaine hugging me from behind and humping frantically as she joined me in fucking our daughter. And Katie - most of all tight little Katie, the most voluptuous daughter I could imagine - dressed in a slutty torn white wedding corset and white silk stockings, with her huge tits swinging wildly, bouncing in and out on my cock, fucking me frantically and screaming out her devotion to me.

They were all mine. My girls. Mine to love. Mine to fuck. Mine to impregnate. Mine to own. My harem.A few weeks later my boss called me into his office. At first, I was afraid that I had fucked up on some account, but the moment I walked in I could see by the expression on his face that it was something else.

"I'm worried about you," he said.

"Huh?"

"Come on," he said. "Don't lie. You've used up two years' worth of sick leave in the last five weeks. You call in sick on Tuesday, then you're back at work Wednesday, then 'sick' again Thursday. What does your doctor say?"

"Doctor? I'm not seeing a doctor."

"Well then maybe you ought to. You look like shit, man. Like you're not getting any sleep."

Boy, that wasn't the half of it. With three horny women in the house and me migrating from bed to bed at least twice every night, it was a wonder I was getting any sleep at all. But I wasn't about to tell my boss that.

"Look," he continued. "We've got a generous health plan. If you can't afford to see a doctor, I'm sure we can arrange something. Hell, I'll lend you the money right now." He started to bend forward to pull his wallet out of his back pocket, but then I waved him back into his seat. He had a genuinely concerned expression on his face when he continued, "Work with me. I want to help you."

"It's not that," I said. "It's . . . ." Jesus, I thought to myself, I'd better come up with something quick. Why hadn't it occurred to me when I was taking almost half of every week off to spend the day fucking my daughter, that someone at work might start asking questions? "It's . . . it's my uncle. He died."

"Your uncle?" my boss asked. He looked mystified.

"We were, uh, we were very close." My brain started going into gear, spinning out lies like there was no tomorrow. I didn't even have an uncle. "He practically raised me. I keep thinking that I can go back to work, but then the grief – it just hits me."

"I understand," my boss said. "I was like that when my grandmother died last year." His eyes started to tear up, obviously recalling something about his dear grandma. Jesus, if there was anything worse than lying your head off to get sympathy, it was succeeding so well that you brought your target to the point of tears. I felt like a goddamned heel.

"Look," said my boss, "I know that our personnel handbook doesn't allow for bereavement leave in cases other than a sibling or parent, but I'm sure I can sweet talk the guy over at Human Resources. Do you need more time off to go to the funeral?"

Oh, fuck. I felt like shit, taking advantage of my boss like this. "No, uh, it's okay. The family isn't holding a memorial service or anything like that. He didn't want it that way."

"I understand. Your uncle must have loved Life too much to believe in mourning." Aw fuck – he was tearing up again. My boss was such a nice guy. Instead of being a corporate executive, he should have been a grief counselor. Why was I lying to him like this?

Well actually, I knew exactly why I was lying to him like this. It was to cover up the fact that I was a horny asshole who was not only fucking his 18 year old busty daughter right in front of his wife. I was also fucking my daughter's petite bisexual Scandinavian lover, often at the same time. My boss might have been incredibly sympathetic to a guy who mourned his favorite uncle, but I felt fairly certain he wouldn't feel quite so sympathetic if he knew the real reason I was calling in sick every other day.

"Listen," said my boss. "Don't worry about the sick leave. You take all the time you need. You want to take a week off, I'll square it with Personnel. Or if you want to keep taking an occasional day off every now and then, do it. Take long walks. Spend time with your family."

"I will," I said. "I'll spend a lot of time with my family. A whole lot."

A whole fucking fucking fucking lot.

That night when I came home my wife and daughter met me at the door. Both wore matching denim short-shorts that were so tiny they showed not only their ass cheeks but also rode up their cracks almost like thongs. They wore bra-less, crop-top t-shirts that had been cut with scissors just above halfway up their torsos, leaving the undersides of their big boobs exposed. Their outfits – mother and daughter together – were designed to be open to my groping.

Elaine was on one side of me and Katie was on the other, rubbing up against me and pressing their incredible tit flesh against my chest. "Daddy, what took you so long?" Katie asked as she and her mother cooperated in unzipping my fly, then unbuttoning my trousers and pulling them down to the ground. Meanwhile, I was cupping my daughter's and my wife's ass cheeks and pulling their curvy bodies even closer to me, my dick getting harder and harder even as my two women struggled to free it from my pants.

Once my pants were around my ankles, I kicked off my shoes while mother and daughter cooperated in stroking my long hard cock. "Oh, Daddy," Katie cooed, "every day I miss you so much. Why do you ever have to leave us?" She gave me a long, soulful kiss.

Mother and daughter then led me by my cock to the couch, walking backward the whole way while they pulled on my dick. Their faces were beaming with the joy of sexual anticipation. "Cum, Daddy! Cum with us!" Elaine urged as she jacked my cock and led me to the couch.

A few moments later, I was seated in the middle of the couch with my big-busted blonde daughter beside me, her legs tucked under her like a little girl while she began unbuttoning my shirt. Elaine, meanwhile, knelt on the ground before me and began to slurp on my hard dick.

Randi then appeared in the kitchen doorway, already stripped of her clothes. Her horny expression, eyes fixed on my crotch, showed that she was ready for me. "Welcome home, Mister J," she said. She moved behind where Katie was sitting and, grasping her lover's torn t-shirt at the bottom hems, quickly pulled it over Katie's head. Katie's huge bra-less tits bounced sexily before my eyes.

Randi then cupped Katie's big tits from behind and smiled so hard that her eyes squinted down to little slits. The combination of nude two girls, a huge-titted blonde and behind her a grinning little Scandinavian pixie with long black hair, looked fantastic.

"Aren't your daughter's tits incredible?" Randi asked. "I love 'em too!!" She began giggling as she bounced Katie's huge F-cup breasts up and down in her little hands. Katie tilted her head and smiled benignly at me, giving in to pleasure as her girlfriend lewdly mashed her tits for my viewing benefit. One of Katie's hands drifted down to my crotch and began jacking my cock into her mother's hungry mouth. While her hand bounced up and down my pole, she continued to smile dreamily.

Randi giggled hornily: "Hee hee hee! Big blonde tits! Big teenage blonde tits!! Hee hee hee!" Her tiny hands were dwarfed by the effort of holding her girlfriend's big tits, tit flesh overflowing around her fingers. Katie blissfully leaned her head back against Randi's shoulder, her eyes half-lidded with lust while she continued to jack my cock. Each time Randi pinched one of Katie's hardened nipples, my daughter shivered and jerked in mini-orgasmic ecstasy.

Meanwhile, Elaine had progressed from loudly slurping the sides of my cock to giving me a straight-up blowjob, her red lips plunging up and down on my fat cock. The sound of her gagging and slurping filled the room.

Randi stood and moved to the couch, sitting on the other side of me. Now both my teenage girls were cuddling up to me, giggling girlishly while Katie's mother, my wife, knelt before me servicing my hard tool. I went back and forth, kissing one, then the other, each kiss more passionate and longer than the last. My teen girls pressed against me anxiously, each eager for the opportunity to outdo her girlfriend, competing to see who could please Daddy more. Mom, meanwhile, was on her knees in her own world of slavish cock sucking.

It seemed like a strange role reversal of where we had been only a few weeks ago. Then, my wife had been the adult role model to these two girls. Then she became the one to start the sex play that had led us to where we were now. Now here she was, kneeling before me with my dick in her mouth, nodding her head up and down rhythmically as if she were assenting to everything that was going on. With my arms draped over the shoulders of my two teenage nymphets, my wife was taking a subservient role as my cock servant.

"Suck me!" I gasped. "Serve my cock!"

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmph!" she gurgled. Her eyes were riveted on mine as her head bobbed up and down in assent.

Both girls started laughing. "Daddy cock!" Katie squealed. "Daddy cock is in control!" My painfully shy, busty daughter had, in the last several weeks, become so devoted to me that she seemed determined to turn her entire voluptuous body into a tool for my pleasure. She was curled up so close to me that it was as if her body were molded to mine. Her soft boobs were like huge pillows against my chest.

I pulled my arms back from draping around my teenage girls and instead brought my hands to rest on my wife's head, directing her to suck me deeper and faster. Katie and Randi, for their part, each took one of my wife's hands, intertwining their fingers with Elaine's.

Elaine had lost all control. My daughter and her little bisexual Japanese girlfriend shifted from holding Elaine's hands lovingly to holding her wrists down against my thigh. Elaine's hands fluttered helplessly, almost spasmodically, against the teenagers' grip. They were preventing her from moving. My own hands directed my wife's head faster and faster as her mouth plunged up and down on my dick. Elaine still stared into my eyes as she sucked, but now her eyes widened and her eyebrows shot up in surprise and wonderment that she had so lost control over the situation. I was making her gag over and over, fucking her face. My teenage lovers were holding her hands in place, and she had no say in the matter.

"Suck me!" I ordered. "Nod your head 'Yes'!" I pushed her head up and down. She "Glugg-ed!" and "Mmph-ed!" in response, maybe agreeing, maybe not. I didn't care. The girls and I laughed more.

"You love to eat cock, don't you?" I growled.

"Mmph! Mmph!" Her head nodded up and down on my dick as I forced her to agree.

"You belong on your knees sucking my dick, don't you?"

"Gugg! Gugg!" she gagged as I forced her face up and down. Her eyes still wide open in shock, they were almost pleading with me while I gripped her hair and face fucked her. Elaine's fingers, held down against my thighs by Katie and Randi, began clutching spasmodically – maybe grabbing for a nonexistent lifeline, or maybe in some sort of automatic response to my raping her mouth.

"My dick belongs in your mouth – my cum belongs in your throat! Don't you agree? Nod 'Yes'!"

I laughed in sexual triumph – flanked by my pregnant sex toy on one side and my impossibly buxom daughter on the other, both urging me on while they held my wife down. Again I forced Elaine's head up and down in "agreement". Her fingernails dug into my thighs, tracing long red marks in my skin as she succumbed to the taste of cock meat. Her head began to shiver as I thrust my rod in and out relentlessly.

Randi started laughing as she chanted in time with my thrusts, "Yes! (thrust) Yes! (thrust) Yes! (thrust) See Daddy? She loves it!" One of Randi's hands joined mine on the back of Elaine's head and she began helping me push my wife's head up and down even faster. "It's your turn, Mommy!" Randi cried. "We all have to submit to Daddy! Gag on his cock and drink his cum! Suck Daddydick and drink Daddycum! It's your duty to serve Daddy!"

"Suck me!" I bellowed. "Swallow my cum! Take it, you slut!"

Being called a slut seemed to push Elaine over the edge. Her eyes had been wide open with her eyebrows alternately shocked and querulous and pleading. But now her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she seemed to go into another place, a place of orgasmic submission where she was barely conscious of anything but the cock thrusting in and out of her mouth. Her gag reflex disappeared entirely and I fucked her mouth deeper than ever. Her mouth, her beautiful face, had become my cock socket.

And when I came, my cum went straight down her throat and her gullet, into her hungry tummy. Barely conscious, Elaine whimpered and then shivered in a shattering orgasm.

The girls and I released her and Elaine fell backward onto the carpet, her mouth gaping open. Cum pooled on her lolling tongue and dribbled from her mouth. Her lips were smeared with white cream and a small stream of cum led from the corner of her mouth along her cheek.

"Now swallow," I ordered softly.

Elaine dutifully closed her mouth and gulped down a mouthful of sperm, then sighed contentedly. Sleepily, she licked her lips and smiled at the taste of her husband's – now her Master's – cum.

I turned to Randi. "Clean my cock," I ordered.

"Yes, Mr. J." My little sex servant Randi began dutifully licking the combined spittle and sperm off of my rod. Then I turned to Katie and, while my wife lay prostrate at our feet, I began kissing my beautiful blonde daughter.

I was in heaven. With my cum-spattered wife lying at my feet, I hugged both my teenage harem members. My dark haired little Scandinavian fuckdoll licked the sperm off my dick, and while my gorgeous, devoted blonde daughter kissed me lovingly, my hands roamed all over her huge tits.

We rested after dinner for a few hours. Katie and Randi did their homework while Elaine and I cuddled on the couch.

"You called me a slut," she said quietly.

I didn't say anything. I wasn't sure where this was going.

"I'm NOT a slut, you know," she pointed out. "I only fuck you. I will only EVER fuck you."

"Did I upset you?" I asked.

"No," she said. She began rubbing my cock through my pants. It was a sort of absent-minded fondling – I think sometimes it calmed her to touch my penis at times when she was feeling upset or, as now, thoughtful. She paused, then added, "To tell you the truth, it turned me on. I don't know why." She unzipped my fly and pulled out my cock.

"When this whole thing started," she mused, "I pictured myself in charge. You were going to tease Katie, you were going to fuck the shit out of little Randi – Jesus! Shy little Randi! Barely five feet tall and a hundred pounds when she's sopping wet! Who knew she had all that in her? You know I've taught her to lick my clit for more than an hour at a time?" She stretched out on the couch on her stomach with her head on my lap and began leisurely licking up and down my cock like a popsicle while she spoke. I responded by sliding my hand up her skirt and caressing the perfect globes of her ass.

"Anyway, I thought I was in charge. Would always be in charge. I set up that stupid boundary that you could do anything with Katie short of fucking her – as if that was going to hold!"

She licked my cock some more, then began kissing it lovingly. "Oh God, honey, your cock! Your long, thick cock was too much for me. Too much for Randi and me combined. Your cock had to have a third woman – your sexy little daughter!"

She plunged her mouth onto my cock and deepthroated me so that tears came into her eyes, but I suspected that the tears were mostly from what she was saying and feeling rather than from the sensation of gagging herself on my rod. When she lifted her head off my dick, she looked up into my face, her eyes moistened with tears. "I'm not in control, honey. You fuck me, you fuck our daughter, you knock up our daughter's best friend and have her move in with us as your own little pregnant sex toy. And I'm not in control of any of it!"

"I'm sorry, sweetheart," I said. "This whole thing got out of ha. . ."

"Don't be!! Don't be sorry. And don't stop! Tonight when you came home and fucked my face, you told me what my place was: on my knees, sucking your cock and drinking your sperm and accepting it."

She kissed the mushroom head of my dick lovingly, and with the head of my dick still in her mouth, she mumbled, "Ur gock owe eee" ("Your cock owns me!") "Ah gove ur gock – Ah ave oo uck oo!" ("I love your cock – I have to suck you!") then she took my dick out of her mouth, but kept the head right next to her lips – itself a fantastic sight that burned itself in my mind – as she looked me in the eyes and said, "You called me your slut and I came so much I practically had an out-of-body experience."

I slipped a finger into her asshole and thrust in and out gently. Her body jolted and she shivered all over. I asked her, "So ARE you my slut?"

"Yes! Oh God, yes!! I'm your slut. Your own personal slut. A slut who gives her daughter to you. A slut who gave you a whole party of teenage dance students to fuck all night. A slut who handed you a little Japanese pixie to sit on your dick all through dinner. I was worried that if you fucked our daughter you wouldn't have any dick left for me. But she energizes you! You fuck me more than ever! Three horny women are barely enough for you! You fuck us all so well!!"

"In that case, suck my cock – you little slut."

She chuckled. "Yes, Daddy." She began licking my cock while I leaned back on the couch.

"My harem wife," I whispered to her. She began slurping more eagerly. "My slut. My personal slut wife. One member of my harem."

She lifted her head off of my crotch for just a moment and smiled up at me. "Fuck yeah," she said, and then went back to her slut duties.

An hour later I left my wife and told her not to wait up in bed – I needed to tuck in the girls.

Ever since she moved into our house after being kicked out by her parents, Randi had shared a bed with my beautiful daughter. When I entered their bedroom, I saw them intertwined on the bed, kissing each other.

The sight of the two of them was striking. Katie was curly haired, blonde and petite – only 5'2" and 112 pounds – but with an incredible hourglass figure and a tight little waist that highlighted her round ass and her incredible 32F rack. Randi, on the other hand, was half Japanese, half Irish, and seemed to have inherited the sexiest parts of both heritages: long, shimmering straight black hair, alabaster skin and the cutest Scandinavian eyes, yet with 30C tits that looked incredible on her tiny 5 foot tall frame. As short as Katie was, Randi looked like a sexy little Japanese elf lying beside her.

The two of them looked up from their kissing as soon as I came toward their bed. They disentangled themselves enough for each to reach out an arm for me. "Daddy!" Katie said. "What took you so long? We've been waiting for you!"

I lay down between them and they began to cover my face, my neck and my chest with little feather kisses. Randi scooted down on the bed so she could begin sucking my cock. She knew it was often her job in her new family to act as fluffer for me – not that I needed any help getting hard for either of these two little sexpots. Randi mewled and cooed with pleasure as she went to work on her favorite job in the world – licking my big dick.

Between kisses, Katie shared with me that she was upset. She fed me one of her nipples and cradled my head against one of her soft tits while she spoke. "You came in Mom's mouth tonight – not in my pussy. You know I need your seed. How else am I going to get pregnant? How else will Randi and I have babies together?"

It wasn't as if this was the first time Katie had talked about getting pregnant. In fact, ever since our "marriage" when I started fucking her after weeks of intense teasing, she had talked almost incessantly about pregnancy. She wanted every drop of sperm I could produce to enter her pussy. Every time we made love, she urged me to cum, promising that this time she would become pregnant and become a mother.I fucking loved it. Every time she asked me to knock her up, I got harder. Every time she begged for me to be her sperm donor, I lusted after her even more. Every time she begged for me to become Daddy to her child, I wanted to fill her uterus with more sperm. Her talk of making a baby with me made me indescribably horny every time.

My pelvis involuntarily lurched forward on hearing her words, causing poor Randi to gag. The sheer forbidden sexiness of having my buxom daughter, who already looked almost like an advertisement for a fertility drug, begging me to hurry up and fill her with baby-making sperm, was overpowering.

She was right. I needed to impregnate her. I needed to fill her vagina with cum, to fill her uterus with seed, to make her belly swell and her tits get even larger as they filled with milk. I needed to breed her. I needed to have my two teen nymphos showing bellies full of my cockseed.

"Suck me harder, Randi," I said. "Get me ready so I can fill your girlfriend with cum."

The next several minutes consisted of Randi slurping on my cock while I licked, nibbled and manhandled Katie's big boobs. Katie, sensitive as ever to breast play, began shaking and babbling with pleasure, mixing giggles and exclamations with sexy imagery of herself swollen with child.

"I'm gonna have your baby, Daddy. You're gonna pump me full of baby juice and I'm gonna conceive tonight – I just know it! Suck my tits, Daddy! Suck my big tits and think how much bigger they'll get when I fill up with milk for you! Fuck me and fill me Daddy! Fill my womb. I'm so fertile. So young. I'm just a girl. Make me a woman. Make me a mommy!"

I gave her what she wanted. What she needed. She needed my cock. She needed my sperm. She needed to create new life inside her. She needed to cum, knowing that when she climaxed she would be accepting fully her Daddy's seed. She needed her Daddy to breed her.

I gave her my cock over and over and over, pounding her deeply. Katie's screams filled the house as she stammered and babbled her dedication to her Daddy's meat. "Yes, Daddy! You feel so good, Daddy! Fill me, Daddy! Breed me, Daddy! Fuck me, Daddy! Give me your baby, Daddy!"

And then finally her screams devolved into one urgent mantra of lust. She sobbed, "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" as she came over and over. Her legs quivered uncontrollably as she spasmed in an extended orgasm that seemed to go on and on and on. "Daddeeeee!"

Through it all, she lay under me. I could feel every inch of her perfect teenage body as she gave herself to me. Her soft tits pressed against my chest. Her hands clawed at my back. Her legs wrapped around me, pulling me deeper inside her than I had ever thought possible. She needed every drop of cum that I could give to her.

"OH PLEASE, DADDY! PLEASE CUM INSIDE ME!"

Finally I exploded inside my fertile blonde daughter. Cum streamed out of my cock and straight into her womb. I knew at that instant that she had been impregnated, and so did she. A look of fulfilled ecstasy swept over her face.

"Yes! Yes!" she cried. "I can feel it! A baby, Daddy! You're giving me a baby!"

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Near the end of the school year, things slacked off academically for the high school seniors. The teachers knew that it would take a stick of dynamite to motivate classrooms full of eighteen year olds who were dreaming of nothing but getting out of the place that they had viewed as a prison for the previous four years. Homework assignments dropped, and classroom lectures often included movies and other entertainments that had only a dubious academic connection. The teachers were burned out, too, I guess.

That was how Randi got introduced to that ridiculous TV show, "Throne of Bones". Think of the English Wars of the Roses, only with even more sex and decapitations. Oh yeah, and dragons. God knows how her history teacher managed to convince himself that this stuff had any academic merit. At least it kept the students quiet during class, I suppose.

Randi binge watched the whole series, replete with defenestrations, sword fights, incestuous surprises, and – oh, yeah – dragons. What could make the Wars of the Roses interesting? Add dragons.

After a couple of weeks of non-stop "Throne of Bones" episodes, Randi began playfully imitating the pseudo-Renaissance speech patterns of the show, complete with Milord and Milady and all that stuff. Her nicknames for Elaine and me, "Mr. J" and "Mrs. J", morphed into "Master J" and "Mistress J".

Then it morphed again.

The first time I really noticed it was one afternoon when I came home an hour early from work.

When I walked into the house I heard moans from inside our bedroom.

It didn't come as much of a surprise to find Elaine relaxing in an easy chair with little Randi curled up at her feet eating her out. By this time, Randi's sexual education had included a LOT of oral sessions, and both Elaine and I had been guiding her to become our own little oral servant.

Randi REALLY took to it. Her submissive streak was a mile wide. Coupled with Elaine's and my oral instruction, Randi was developing what amounted to an oral fixation with giving head to both men and women. Sometimes, when she was done with her homework, she sucked me off for a half an hour or more, masturbating while she licked and jacked me off. The whole time that she licked, slurped and worshiped my cock I stroked her head and gave loving encouragement. "Good girl," I whispered. "Such a good cocksucker. Sweet obedient little Randi. You're my special dick licker. You love having cock in your mouth, don't you. Cock tastes so good to you. Lick my dick like an obedient little girl." Randi licked and mewled submissively.

Now she was servicing my wife with equal dedication.

When I walked in I saw her nude and kneeling with her back toward me. Her long hair had been plaited into two long black braids.

Elaine was holding both pigtails near the base as she forced Randi's head into her muff. I watched silently as she then took one hand away from our petite fuckdoll's head and began caressing one of her own tits. The other hand remained on the back of Randi's head, pushing little Randi into her crotch. Elaine's head lolled back against the headrest of the chair in a daze of pleasure.

"Lick my clit, Randi."

"Yes, Mistress J."

"You're such a little slut!"

"Yes, Mistress."

"A perfect little rug muncher."

"Yes, Mistress."

At that moment Elaine looked up and saw me across the room, staring at the two of them. She smiled at me as she continued instructing Randi, "Tell me you're an oral slut."

"I'm an oral slut, Mistress J."

"A little Scandinavian oral slut who's addicted to licking clit."

"I'm a little Scandinavian oral slut, Mistress, and I'm addicted to licking my Mistress's clit."

I quietly began stripping off my clothes, careful not to make any noise that would let Randi know I had entered the room.

Elaine obviously knew what I was thinking, because she then ordered Randi, "Get on your hands and knees, slut."

Randi obeyed. Her tongue was still glued to her mistress's pussy. Her cute little ass and pussy presented themselves to me.

I carefully lined myself up behind Randi without giving myself away. When I finally grabbed her hips and rammed my cock into her pussy, she gasped and raised her head in surprise.

"Master!!"

"Did I say you could take your mouth off my pussy, dear?" asked Elaine.

"No, Mistress. I . . ."

"It's just your Master, home from work," Elaine said soothingly. "You want to welcome him, don't you?"

"Randi always welcomes me, don't you, Randi?" I said as I pushed my rod deeper into her tight twat. I reached forward and grasped her two braided pigtails, holding them like reins.

Randi obediently arched her back, gasping. Her pelvis began humping me. "Welcome home, Master!"

"Good girl," I said. My voice was gentle, but at the same time I picked up the pace of fucking her. "Now go back to licking your Mistress like a good girl."

Randi continued to service us for the next half hour, sucking and getting fucked over and over and over. I loved the feeling of holding her long braids like reins, guiding her as I rammed in and out of her tight little pussy.

Randi was so pliable. She was made to be used. Made to be a fuckdoll. Her perfect little body, barely five feet tall, was so light that she enjoyed being manipulated for my pleasure. "Ride me, Master!" she screamed as I pulled on her pigtail reins, making her raise her head and arch backwards into my hard cock. "Make me fuck you!"

When Elaine and I were finally spent, Randi curled up between us cooing and seeking affection. At those moments, she was like a little kitten that wanted nothing more than to be petted and stroked. Even then, though, she insisted that when she curled up with us, she wanted my cock in her mouth. She fell asleep sucking me, her head cradled in my hands.

*******

By the time Katie and Randi graduated in June, they were four and five months pregnant. They were just past the point where, looking at their growing bellies, it was obvious that they were not merely gaining weight but instead were definitely pregnant. Dressed in their black shapeless gowns and the black mortarboard hats, though, the bulges in their tummies weren't noticeable.

The graduation was held outdoors on the school athletic field, with the families and friends filling the bleachers. One by one, the principal called each of the seniors up to the podium and gave them a scrolled-up diploma.

Afterwards, all of the graduates and their families strolled around the high school grounds saying goodbye to each other and taking each other's pictures. It was disappointing but came as no surprise to notice that not a single fellow student approached either Katie or Randi to say a anything or to pose for a selfie in their caps and gowns.

How is it, I wondered to myself, that two beautiful and interesting girls could drift through high school and never even get noticed by their classmates? Of course, given the girls' intense shyness it hardly came as a shock. Both Randi and Katie had worked assiduously to never be noticed by anyone, wearing ugly, shapeless clothing and looking away or toward the ground any time anyone even directed a comment in their direction. Even the goths and geeks – the quintessential high school outsiders – ignored my daughter and her best friend.

But really, I asked myself, how clueless were these high school boys? Once you even glanced beyond their atrocious, ill-fitting clothing, it should have been obvious that Katie and Randi were absolute knockouts. It made me sad to think that these high school kids – all of them – were so wrapped up in their own worlds of popularity contests and football that they were unable to see two beautiful albeit unconventional girls who were literally standing next to them.

I also noted that none of Randi's family had showed up for the ceremony. Her mother and father were divorced and both had remarried, but neither of Randi's two families had come to the graduation. I was sad for Randi's sake, but my sympathy for her was laced with a strong dose of guilt. After all, it was my fault that Randi had gotten pregnant and had been rejected by both her mother and father and their step families.

We took turns using the camera. First we took pictures of Katie and Randi individually and together. Then Randi took pictures of Katie beside Elaine and me, and gradually, handing the camera around to each other, we took photos of every permutation of the four of us.

After we got home we took more pictures. Elaine had recently rearranged everything in the garage, turning it into a makeshift photo studio with foam rubber cushions on the ground, covered by white sheets that spread along the ground and up one wall as a blank backdrop. Elaine even had places marked in duct tape where she regularly placed a tripod, enabling her to take photos from the same angle over and over. It was only after several months of photo-taking that I learned what she was doing with some of those photos, but I'll get to that later.

In the privacy of our jury-rigged photo studio we began a new series of graduation photos. At first, Elaine situated me in the middle, flanked by my two teenage girls dressed in their black gowns and those goofy flat-topped mortarboard hats that are the standard graduation wear. Then the girls posed in profile back to back, smiling at the camera and hugging their bellies in a way that drew the gowns closer to their bodies. The effect was that they were creating an outline of their pregnant bellies, smiling and showing off their pregnancies.

The next step was more explicit. My daughter and her Japanese nymph friend unzipped their gowns and let the sides drape open, then posed again in the exact same position, back to back and with their heads turned toward the camera, smiling toward the viewfinder. Under the gowns, they wore nothing at all. This time the picture showed them cupping the bottom of their swelling bodies. They were putting their fertility on display.

The next set of photos was of my two teenage lovers kissing. Sometimes their gowns took up a lot of the frame, but in other shots the gowns were swept to the side, so that the two teens were clad mostly in their graduation caps while they kissed, their fertile bellies rubbing against one another. Posing for the camera, they started rubbing each other's pregnant bellies and playing with each other's tits while they made out.

By this time I'd seen the two of them kissing a myriad of times, but I still found it just as erotic as the first time I'd caught them at it. Their soft young bodies and their tongues intertwining was incredibly erotic all by itself.

But the best part of watching them kiss each other was that I knew that even as they expressed their passion for each other, in both their minds there was still one crucial element missing – me. My cock twitched with anticipation when they broke off their kiss and turned toward Elaine and me. Looking into the camera lens, they smiled and simultaneously crooked their index fingers in the camera's and my direction, inviting me to join them.

I re-entered the picture. The first picture of us together showed both my teen girls standing on tiptoe and demurely kissing me on both cheeks. Then, still standing in the middle, I put my arms around my diminutive nymphettes, hugging them close as they stood facing the camera thrusting their swollen tits and bellies out proudly.

At this point, my clothes were starting to feel uncomfortable. Elaine took a series of pictures of my daughter and her girlfriend, still wearing their black mortarboard and open graduation gowns, kneeling before me to pull down my pants. When my cock sprang out, Elaine was positioned on the side to capture Katie's and Randi's delighted expressions as my long dick bounced against their faces.

The pictures that Elaine took of the double blowjob were fantastic. Elaine stood on a chair behind me and shot pictures over my shoulder. My daughter and her Japanese-American girlfriend had their graduation caps cocked back on their heads as they alternately looked into my eyes or the camera lens while blowing me.

Squeezing closer together, they each put an arm around the other's waist, so that my two teenage lovers looked like suck sisters, hugging each other while they serviced and worshiped Daddy. In between slurps, the camera captured their smiles and laughs as they gaily pleasured me in their graduation gowns. They giggled every time their mortarboards bumped into each other while they cooperated in licking my shaft. Their smiles and horny giggling showed that my cock was their favorite toy in the world.

Elaine pulled up a chair and had me sit. "Titfuck your Daddy," Elaine commanded our daughter.

Katie obeyed. Elaine stood behind me and allowed her 36DD tits to caress the back and top of my head while she photographed our daughter from above. I reached up and caressed Elaine's big boobs nestled on either side of my head while she took photos.

Katie was still wearing her mortarboard. Smiling with a look of adoration, she stared into my eyes and sometimes into the camera. She cupped her humongous boobs, trying to smother my cock while it slipped up and down in the cavernous valley of her cleavage. It was the lewdest graduation tableau I'd ever imagined.

Elaine rasped out, "More! More! Your Daddy needs to use your big soft tits, sweetie! Titfuck him faster!" I was struck yet again at the craziness that Elaine was okay with my fucking our daughter right in front of her. It made me feel even hornier. The feeling of Elaine's big soft boobs against my head was incredible.

Our next graduation pose was even better. Elaine continued to snap photos while Katie positioned herself on her hands and knees, her huge, full tits dangling toward the floor. I swept the open graduation gown onto the other side of her torso away from the camera. Elaine got a perfect shot of our pregnant daughter posed doggie-style, getting fucked from behind while she turned her head toward the camera and smiled happily with the mortarboard on her head.

The graduation tassel bounced wildly in time with her big hanging tits. "Look at me!" she giggled, smiling into the camera lens as she twirled her finger around the tassel and touched the end corner of the mortarboard. "Hee hee hee! I'm a graduate! We're having a Fuck Party to celebrate my graduation! I'm a high school graduate getting fucked by my Daddy!"

"Spank my ass, Daddy!" she screamed. "Graduations are like birthdays! You need to spank my eighteen year old ass eighteen times – one for each year! Spank me while you fuck me!"

Elaine switched her camera to video mode. I began to buck my hard cock into my pregnant blonde daughter's tight pussy while swinging the palm of my hand onto her firm, perfectly round ass cheeks.

"ONE!" I screamed.

"OH FUCK YEAH! SPANK MY ASS, DADDY!"

"TWO!"

"I LOVE YOUR COCK, DADDY!"

"THREE!"

"FUCK MEEEE! FUCK YOUR DAUGHTER!!"

Katie's ass was developing a hand-shaped red mark where I was spanking her. I looked over and saw horny little Randi on the ground a few feet away, her body looking perfect against the blank white backdrop of the photo setup, her legs splayed open while she fingered herself frantically. Her mortarboard hat was tilted off crazily to the side and almost ready to fall off as she gazed dazedly at me, her eyes half-lidded, smiling and biting her tongue in ecstacy. She looked like she was drunk on lust.

I thrust my cock into my daughter's tight pussy and smacked her ass again.

"FOUR!

"YEAH! RIDE ME, DADDY! RIDE MY ASS!"

"FIVE!"

"I'M CUMMING! YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM, DADDY!"

Katie's back arched and her ass began bucking. Her huge tits swung in and out in rhythm with my thrusts. Her head and the crazy black mortarboard hat she was wearing flew up and down as her back arched over and over. Her pussy muscles clenched on my tool. The feeling was fantastic. I looked over at Elaine, only to see her moving all around us, getting a sweeping view of me fucking our busty teenage daughter. What a perfect high school graduation celebration, I thought to myself.

"SIX!"

"GUH! GUH! DADDY!"

"SEVEN!"

"I LOVE MY DADDY! I LOVE MY DADDY!"

"EIGHT!"

"NEVER STOP LOVING ME! NEVER STOP FUCKING ME!"

"I promise," I said. "I promise I'll never stop fucking my beautiful little girl." Then I smacked her again. "NINE!" I cried.

"OH GOD! OH DADDY!"

"TEN!"

"RIDE ME, DADDY! RIDE ME!"

While I continued to fuck my voluptuous daughter, her girlfriend Randi stood and walked over to my wife. Wordlessly, she took the camera from Elaine and gestured that Elaine should join us while Randi took over as photographer.I spanked my daughter's fantastic ass again as I pumped my cock into her doggie-style.

"ELEVEN!"

"UH! UH! SO DEEP!"

Elaine quickly stripped off her clothes and unhooked her bra. Within seconds, she positioned herself behind me and pressed herself against my back. Her big tits pressed into me from behind while she began mimicking the thrusting motions that I was making. I felt like every inch of her deliciously curvy body was in synch with my own as I pistoned in and out of our blonde daughter. Randi began snapping photos of the three of us.

"TWELVE!"

"DADDYCOCK! I LOVE DADDYCOCK SO MUCH!"

My hand was leaving a bright red welt on my beautiful daughter's ass. I spanked her again.

"THIRTEEN!"

"FUCK ME, DADDY! I LOVE IT WHEN YOU FUCK ME!!"

Elaine began whispering in my ear as I fucked our daughter. "Isn't this a perfect high school graduation party?" she cooed. "Fucking fucking perfect!" One of her hands reached around my torso and stroked my chest, while the other sought out my nutsack and massaged my balls. Her big tits felt fantastic mashed against me, and I could feel her entire body move with mine as I humped our daughter. "Two little high school graduates screaming for your cock, begging for your cum. You've impregnated them both! I love the fact that you're such a stud that you keep all three of us satisfied!"

I spanked Katie again.

"FOURTEEN!"

"FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!"

"FIFTEEN!"

"DADDY! DADDY! DADDY!"

Elaine continued whispering in my ear while she played with my balls, urging me to unload my semen into our daughter. "You fuck us so good, Daddy. All your girls. We belong to you. Your harem. Your big titty harem. Your cocksucking, obedient harem. Your dick-worshiping, Daddy-loving harem. Fuck your harem, Daddy. Fuck us all!"

"SIXTEEN!"

"KEEP SPANKING ME, DADDY!"

Katie's orgasmic ecstasy kept mounting higher and higher. Her head, still wearing the mortarboard, was jerking up and down spasmodically. Her whole body was arching and thrusting back onto my cock so violently that it was almost as if she was having a seizure. She was experiencing an extended orgasm that seemed to have no beginning or end.

"SEVENTEEN!"

"CUMMING! I CAN'T STOP CUMMING!!"

Katie collapsed forward, her head cradled in her arms touching the ground, while her ass remained up in the air receiving my cock over and over. Her cries turned to sobs of joy.

I spanked her one last time.

"EIGHTEEN!"

"I LOVE YOU, DADDY! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!"

I pulled out of my daughter's tight pussy and gestured with my arm for Randi to join me. Randi put down the camera and ran toward me, burying herself in my arms while Elaine came around from her position behind me and started to hug me from the side. The three of us held each other for a moment, then both Randi and Elaine sank down on the ground and began licking my still-hard cock. Katie, meanwhile, whimpered with release and, still shivering with the aftermath of our furious coupling, lay on the ground, curled up almost into a fetal position while she stared at me in wonder and adoration.

Elaine was right, I said to myself. All three of them were completely under my control, slavishly addicted to my cock and sperm. As that thought went through my head, I lost all control. My dick began spurting cum onto the faces of both Randi and Elaine.

"Take it! Drink it! Lick up my cum!" I cried.

They did. Elaine and Randi embraced and immediately began licking the cum off of each other's faces. Katie crawled toward them and joined in, licking and savoring the taste of Daddy.

It was the perfect end of our high school graduation party. I picked up the camera from the ground and took one last picture: my blonde daughter and her dark haired, bisexual Scandinavian girlfriend, still wearing their black mortarboard hats, licking cum off of my wife's face.