Breeding Day part 2 by nightshadow

Ellie

With all the teasing I did for Dad, Mom and I figured that we'd make Breeding Day as exciting for him as possible. So, as soon as I left them alone in their bedroom, I scurried off to mine and took off that t-shirt. End result being that I was now totally naked. Mom and I had shaved and waxed my pussy completely bare the night before, which is just the way Dad likes Mom's. Most birthday mornings, it's the birthday girl who has breakfast made for her, but this time I would be the one making breakfast. And, hopefully, I'd be the dessert! I hurriedly got into the kitchen and started making the biggest, best breakfast I could imagine- pancakes, bacon, eggs, coffee, fruit... basic stuff, but lots of it. Mom had told me that she would keep Dad busy and away from the kitchen for as long as possible to give me time to get everything ready. So, there I was, wearing just an apron and nothing underneath, while the pancakes were cooking, when Mom and Dad came in.

"Smells good," Dad said approvingly.

"Looks good, too," Mom added. She came to my side and, when I glanced at her, she winked. She wasn't wearing a stitch of clothing (something I'd never seen before, but I took it in stride), which probably meant that Dad wasn't, either. With that realization, I felt my cunny start to twitch with excitement. "Want me to take over while you go chat with your father?"

I beamed a smile at her and handed over the spatula. As an afterthought, I took off the apron and handed it to her. Safety first, after all- who wants to get grease burns when they're naked, right? When I turned around to look at my father, I was happy to see that he, too, was as naked as Mom and I. He was sitting at the breakfast table with the chair turned toward us, one foot dangling over his knee. Even from that angle, I could see his very prominent hard-on standing tall and proud in the open air. HOLY SHIT, MOM WASN'T FUCKING AROUND! Dad's cock is HUGE! If I was to guess, I'd say that it's close to ten inches long and about as thick around as maybe a paper towel tube. I just stared at it for a few seconds, wondering how Mom managed to fit that thing inside of her and how I was going to manage the same heroic feat.

Dad followed my gaze down to his pecker and then looked back up at me. "It gets smaller. Eventually." I watched his eyes roam up and down my body and then he smirked. "But probably not anytime soon. You look beautiful, sweetheart."

I slowly walked over to where he sat and stood in front of him, both of us getting a better look at our bodies. I gulped and then asked, "Can I... can I touch it?"

Dad uncrossed his legs and said, "You can do anything you want, honey. Today is your day. Just say what you want and it's as good as done."

"I- I've never seen one like this before. Pictures and video, sure, but... nothing like this. You're really okay with this?"

He fixed his eyes on mine. I could see the sincerity in his eyes as he said, "Absolutely. If this is what you want, this is what you'll get."

I knelt down in front of him and cautiously reached out for the monolith between his legs, the pillar of life-giving flesh that had created me. Before I even touched it, I could feel the palpable heat emanating from it. It looked so hard and imposing like that, just waiting for my touch, and it visibly throbbed. The veins were thick and pulsing and I could feel my mouth watering at the sight of it, but I wasn't sure if that was my arousal or because breakfast smelled so damn good. I like to think it was because of my arousal; you could've waved a pizza under my nose at that point and I probably wouldn't have noticed it. With just the barest of touches, I finally felt my father's throbbing tool as my fingers closed around its shaft. One hand couldn't fully surround it, it was so thick. I gingerly moved it around just a bit, almost like a joystick, but I was very careful not to hurt him. Dad just watched me in silence as I inspected my first penis ever. After a few seconds of moving it around, I started to slowly move my hand up the shaft, applying just a little bit of pressure. To my surprise, a small drop of clear fluid bubbled up at the tip. In a weird way, it was like squeezing an aloe vera leaf. I knew that it was pre-seminal fluid, known as pre-cum, but it was fascinating to see in person. With my free hand, I dabbed it with my finger, brought a drop of it to my lips and cautiously tasted it. Didn't taste like much of anything, really. A little thicker than water, definitely warmer, with just the slightest hint of saltiness. Best analog to it would be what spit tastes like, I guess.

"What do you think?" I heard my mother ask from across the kitchen. I told her. She just shrugged. "That's just a taste of what's to cum, no pun intended. Well, no, I guess the pun WAS intended. The real stuff is a lot thicker and packs a lot more punch. They say that each guy tastes differently. Personally, I think your father's seed tastes wonderful, like a salty butter-cream. I'll be done here in a few minutes. Betcha can't make him cum before breakfast is served!"

I looked up at my father searchingly, silently asking his permission. He just shrugged. "It's a sucker bet, baby. I never cum from blowjobs or hand-jobs. They feel great, but nothing compared to a warm, wet pussy. I'm just not wired to orgasm that way. And, besides, why would you want to waste my sperm on your stomach when it's your Breeding Day?" He gently laid a loving palm on my cheek and said, "Play with it a little bit if you want, but my cum belongs in your womb."

"He as a point," Mom sing-songed.

Meanwhile, the head of my father's cock leaked a little bit more pre-cum. This time I decided to get a bigger taste of it- from the source. I leaned forward, tilted the massive pole towards me, and stretched out my tongue. I was immediately greeted with a much clearer idea of what it tasted like and found that I like it. "Why's it leak like that, anyway?" I asked and looked up at my father. Keeping my eyes glued to his, I decided to go for broke and wrapped my lips around the thick head, applying just a small amount of suction. Probing the head gently with my tongue, it was surprisingly softer than I expected and I got to taste a LOT more of the pre-cum.

"Natural lubricant," he answered through gritted teeth. "If it's going into a small, tight space, that makes it easier."

I pulled my mouth off his swollen cockhead with a small pop, jumped to my feet, spun around and settled my wet pussy lips right on top of it. I moved so fast that even I wasn't really expecting it. As soon as I felt the pressure of his cockhead push against my pussy lips, I gasped. "Like this?" I forced myself to push down just a little bit more and felt my father's fat cockhead pry my lips apart. A shiver went down my spine as I thought to myself, "If he cums right now, it'll actually go right inside of me!"

Dad's hands quickly went to my hips to keep me stable while I bounced just the tiniest bit on the tip of his penis. He wasn't actually entering me, but there was definite contact between his genitals and mine and it felt deliciously good! I could feel my bald little cunny getting wetter with each gentle bounce, but I wasn't sure if it was from my own juices or his. And, frankly, I didn't care. It felt so naughty!

Mom glanced over her shoulder and stared at where her brother's cock was repeatedly kissing his daughter's begging pussy. She actually licked her lips at the sight of it! This went on for a few seconds until she got her wits about her and said, "No fucking until AFTER we've had breakfast. Deal?"

"Who's fucking?" I asked innocently. "I'm just kissing my father good morning, that's all."

Mom perked an eyebrow at me. "That's one hell of a kiss. And you aren't even facing him."

Feeling snarky, I stood up straight, turned around, straddled him properly, rested my weeping pussy right back on top of his throbbing cockhead and then planted a real kiss right on his lips. This way Mom could see exactly how Dad wasn't really penetrating me... yet. But was she perturbed? Not in the slightest. "That's better," she said. "Breakfast is on the table in less than a minute, so you better make that kiss count."

For his part, Dad was kissing me back like a champ. I'd never had sex before, hadn't been touched by a boy, but I DID know how to kiss. Feeling the stubble of his cheek brushing against mine, his hands holding my tight little bottom to keep me from falling on his hard cock, the beating of his heart as our tongues dueled, my hard nipples just barely brushing against his chest... oh, it was heavenly! I worked my kisses around to his ear and whispered, "Put the tip in, Daddy. Just the tip. Please?"

I felt his right hand leave my naked bottom and then felt the tip of his stiff pole push really hard against my wet pussy. With a subtle shift of my hips, we were both rewarded with the sensation of his massive cockhead FINALLY disappearing inside my body. It was wide and just the tiniest bit painful and hot and powerful and it made me shudder like a leaf on the wind. For just that brief moment of time my father was actually INSIDE me! I was SO tempted to just throw all caution to the wind and forcibly thrust my hips down on top of him, take that huge monster as far into me as I could, but the last thing I wanted to do was piss Mom off- we HAD been working as a team on this, after all- if she caught us. She'd see it later on video, thanks to the cameras we'd set up all throughout the house, but I doubt that she'd be angry with me. At most, she'd comment on my cheeky sneakiness and just leave it at that. I let him stay lodged in there for a few heartbeats and, with an act of will that I didn't know I had, pulled myself off him completely. We both felt the drag as the flared tip of his cock sprang free from my pussy's clutches. God, I was so horny that I could hardly think straight right then. I wanted nothing more than to put that monster right back inside me and ride him until he shot thick ropes of sperm into me.

With a few clanks of dishes and pans, Mom brought the finished pancakes over to the breakfast table and I got off my father's lap. I hated to do it, but I did. Part of me realized that giving both of us just that tiny taste of pleasure would serve to make the real event even more exciting. It's the anticipation of the thing, y'know?

Mary

I actually think it's kind of cute that Ellie thinks she was being sneaky about getting the head of her father's cock inside of her when she thought I wasn't looking. Of course I saw it, and even if I hadn't seen it, the clear moisture on the tip of Hank's cock was a dead giveaway. The whole time I'd taken over making the pancakes, I'd taken quick glances over my shoulder at them. Hank was so engrossed in what our daughter was doing that he didn't even notice. Was I upset? Not at all. I can totally understand her desire to push the limits like that. But now that we were going down this path, I was dead set on being there every step of the way. I wouldn't miss her first time with Hank for anything. In retrospect, what she did only served to increase the anticipation, really. I know that Hank was practically in a fog, his mind abuzz with thoughts of nothing but fucking our sexy daughter. The powerful tease of just getting his tip inside her essentially kept him that way. Needless to say, we all wanted to be done with breakfast as quickly as possible.

"So, sweetheart, what's the plan for today?" I asked her between bites of eggs and toast. Of course there was a Plan, and I knew every part of it, but we had to follow the script for Hank's sake, to keep him surprised and on edge.

Ellie choked down the bite of bacon she was chewing on. "As soon as we get everything put away from breakfast, I intend to finish what I started with Daddy," she answered. "Beyond that I don't really HAVE a plan, as such. I just want to get as much sperm inside me as possible until either Dad or I can't handle it anymore."

I looked at my brother-husband. "So that makes it a math problem. Well, Hank, how many rounds would you say you've got in the chamber?"

Hank stared off in the distance. His plate was the fullest on the table, which is kind of interesting because he's usually the first one done with any meal. "Hmm?" he asked distractedly.

"Mom just asked how many times you think you'll be able to cum inside of me today," Ellie supplied. Bless her, the way she said it sounded so conversational and casual. She's surprisingly good at acting.

"Oh. Uhm... I dunno, maybe six if I really push it?"

Red letter day for Ellie! Hank's personal best with ME was eight times in one day! "Okay," I said. "Well... 24 hours in a day, usually about 18 of them awake... divided by six... so that makes it once every three hours." I looked at Ellie. "You comfortable with that schedule? Give him three hours between each session to recharge?"

"And rest. I'll probably need a nap at some point, too," Hank muttered. With that, he began to shovel food into his mouth. He'd catch up to us in no time and probably still finish first. That man can eat like a vacuum cleaner when he's motivated to. He paused between bites long enough to add, "And another big meal. For energy."

"Yes, dear," I replied glibly. "You hear that, Ellie? He's on loan to you for the day, but if you break him, I swear I won't be happy about it one bit."

"I promise, Mom. I won't break him. He may be walking funny tomorrow, but I won't break him."

I smiled sweetly at her. "Oh, I don't think he'll be the ONLY one walking a little funny tomorrow. Just wait until he gets that pelvic buster inside of you- you'll see."

Ellie took another bite, smiling as she chewed. "I intend to!" she mumbled. She swallowed and took a glance over at her father's lap and giggled. "Still ready and rarin' to go, Dad?"

Hank pushed his plate away from himself. It was miraculously clean. I don't know how he does it, but he really is like a vacuum cleaner at the table. He stood up and proudly showed off his still-throbbing cock. It jutted outward from him and, I swear to God, a dollup of pre-cum actually dripped down onto his plate with a small splat. "Does this answer your question, sweetheart? I think I'm ready for dessert!"

Ellie blinked up at him with innocent eyes. "Dessert? I didn't make any, Dad. There's some fruit..."

Hank worked his way around the table behind Ellie. She was sitting on a bench, so he had no problem grabbing onto her hips, causing her to give out a little "Eep!" He lifted her into a kneeling position with the front half of her body hanging over the table and lined his long, thick pecker up with her wet pussy. "I was thinking more along the lines of my daughter's cheesecake," he said with a slight growl. I know my husband- when he's in the mood to fuck there's just no stopping him and I think Hank was about as ready as any man could be.

Ellie shoved her plate aside and looked back at her father with big doe eyes. "Now that I think about it, I DO happen to have a slice..." she snaked a hand under herself and began to spread her pussy lips wantonly. "...right here. It's kind of moist, though."

Hank grined, slotted his hefty meat at the entrance of her cunt and said wolfishly, "I happen to like 'em moist. I promise to go slow, sweetheart. If it starts to hurt, tell me and I'll stop."

With that, my brother-husband began to slowly, steadily push his massive cock inside our daughter's dripping pussy. Breakfast was definitely over, so I got up from the table to watch, taking a seat next to Ellie so that I could see as her father pushed himself deeper inside her with small, probing strokes. I stroked Ellie's hair gently, soothingly as she started to moan from the pressure her father was creating inside her body and said quiet, calming things to keep her from crying out. Meanwhile, Hank kept inching more and more of his large package inside our daughter's tight little pussy with steady ease. Well, it was steady, but I'm sure it wasn't easy. Careful, but not easy. It seemed to take forever until, finally, Hank came up against the resistance of her cervix. He still had about two inches left to go!"That's it, Daddy!" Ellie howled. "Give it all to me!"

"Honey," I said softly, "he's at your cervix. If he goes any deeper he might hurt you!"

"I don't care! Push it past! Get it in my womb! FUCK ME!" Ellie cried out with a roll of her sexy hips, consumed with lust and beyond reason.

I looked up at Hank and caught his eyes. "Go slow," I told him in a whisper.

He nodded and then focused on where he and our daughter were so obscenely joined. Holding onto her hips with a tight grip, he applied pressure in a single, steady stroke. I could see the strain it was putting on him as he gritted his teeth, but he persisted in fulfilling Ellie's wish. Ellie let out a long, drawn-out wail and, suddenly, her father's hips crashed forward. The head of his humongous cock and probably an inch of his shaft were now locked inside her womb, having eclipsed her cervical ring from the steady pressure.

"OH MY GOD!" Ellie crowed. "I can feel it, Daddy! You're in! You're INSIDE MY FUCKING WOMB!"

Hank

Looking down at my groin flush up against my daughter's perfect ass, I just couldn't believe my eyes. In all my years of having sex with Mary, NEVER was I able to get this deep inside of her! The feeling was beyond incredible! It felt like Ellie was choking the hell out of the tip of my cock, squeezing it for all it was worth, almost to the point of it being painful. But the warmth of her body heat and the constant rippling of her pussy walls made it all worth the price of admission. I held myself there while she shuddered and shook in orgasmic bliss until, after a few moments, she calmed down and moaned seductively.

"Oooooh, that feel soooo good, Dad," she crooned. "Just stay like that a minute. Let me adjust before you start moving." Then she turned her head to look at Mary's back. "How's it look, Mom? Is he really all the way inside me?"

Mary just stared at the evidence before her in wonder and said reverently, "He is, sweetheart. So help me God, he is. It's... amazing."

Then Ellie turned to look at me. "Start fucking me, Daddy. Slowly at first, but I think you can pick up speed as time goes on. Just don't stop, no matter what, until you cum. I want to feel you shooting me full of your sperm!"

I slowly began to rock my hips back and forth gently, as requested. There wasn't much room to piston in and out of my daughter's incredibly tight pussy, but there was enough to feel the stimulation. "There's no guarantee that I'll get you pregnant, you know," I told her.

Ellie chuckled at that (which I felt). "Oh, you definitely WILL! I started ovulating a few hours ago, Daddy. I'm about as fertile as I can possibly get right now. If you leave even so much as a DROP of seed inside of me, I'm bound to get pregnant!" She looked at me dead in the eyes. "Would you like that, Daddy? You like the idea of filling your hot little daughter, the sexy little girl you created with your twin sister, filling me full with the same cum that made me? You want to get me pregnant, don't you, Daddy?"

I started to slowly increase my thrusts into her tiny body, spurred on by her sexy talk. "I only want to make you happy, baby," I told her. "And if giving you a child will make you happy, I'm only too glad to do it!"

"Oh, who're you kidding, Hank?" Mary interjected. "You're loving this! You've FINALLY gotten your cock all the way inside a woman, your daughter no less! And you're in so deep that the only way you can pull out is by cumming first, you're so hard and thick right now. Fucking our daughter, trying to give her a baby... yes, you're definitely enjoying this!" Then she turned to Ellie. "And he's going to do it, sweetheart. Your father's going to spray your womb with the biggest blast of sperm ever! I know for a fact that he cums like a firehose, so get ready to be filled with millions of little swimmers- you asked for it by name!"

"Mmmmm!" Ellie groaned. "Yesssss! Give me your baby, Daddy! That's what I want! I want to feel your babybatter shooting deep, deep inside me!"

All this talk was driving me insane! I couldn't help myself as my thrusts got faster and faster. I was probably battering my poor daughter's inner chamber black and blue, but I didn't care anymore. All I could think of was fulfilling her wish and cumming inside my daughter's womb, creating new life in her tiny body! "Oh, fuck!" I growled. "I'm getting close, honey!"

"Do it, Daddy! Let it go! Shoot me full of your sperm and knock me up! It's all I want! Cum inside me!"

"That's it, Hank," Mary encouraged. "Fill our baby girl up with your seed! And just think, my love, this is just the FIRST round! You've got four, maybe five more to go!"

"Ah!" I cried out at that reminder. I wasn't sure if I could actually fuck my daughter five more times that day, but I was hell-bent on trying. And just the thought of that took its toll on me, causing a switch to flip inside my head and triggering what would most likely be the most intense, if not the largest, orgasm of my life. "I'm about to cum!" I called out.

Ellie

When Dad said that he was about to cum, I went completely still and pushed my ass back as far as it would go, ensuring that the most amount of his cock was as deep inside of me as possible. I actually felt his meat get thicker and longer as he strained with the impending release of his seed. He held my hips tightly against him and I heard him let out a low, gutteral sound that was almost a growl. Suddenly, I felt it. I FELT the hot spray of my father's potent, virile sperm as it splashed against the back wall of my fertile womb. It was a long, steady stream of thick, greasy cum that jetted into my body, marking it forever as his. Only HIS children would I bear! Only HIS cum would I let inside me from here on out! My father's seed, the same seed that made me, was being loosened inside me like a firehose and I was over the moon with excitement! Feeling Dad's cock erupting inside of me set my own orgasm off, making my body start to shiver and shake uncontrollably.

Dad's hips bucked and jerked as his big cock kept firing jet after jet of sperm into me and he grunted with every spasm. It felt SO awesome, being filled up by my father's hot cum like that, knowing that I WOULD be pregnant with his baby before the day was through. And the thought that I'd get to feel this five more times today made my pussy clench so tightly. "Yessss, Daddy!" I moaned. "Give me everything! Every last drop!"

Dad continued to hold my ass tightly as his orgasm started to peter out until his throbbing dick finally came to rest inside of me. He'd run out of cum, dammit. I wanted more! The warm, wet feeling I had inside of me was addictive- I can understand why Mom loved fucking him so much! "Jesus Christ," Dad grunted as he slowly started to pull out of my used pussy, "I haven't cum like that in ages!"

Mom just giggled. "It might have something to do with who you were fucking and why," she said as she gave him a kiss. "Now be gentle when you pull out, honey. Ellie, baby, when your father pulls out, I want you to tilt your ass so that his sperm doesn't come out. If we're going to get you pregnant, we've got to keep as much of it inside of you as possible, okay?"

I nodded, my head still a little foggy from the orgasmic bliss I was feeling. I just couldn't believe I held my father's sperm inside my womb at that very moment! Slowly but surely, Dad began to withdraw his large cock from my tight pussy, inch by agonizing inch, until it finally came out with a soft pop. As soon as he was out, I did as Mom told me to, and rolled my hips so that my ass was just a bit higher. Mom helped by putting her hand over my pussy. I felt some of Dad's cum pour out, but not too much, I don't think. "Is that okay, Mom?" I asked with a look over my shoulder.

Mom smiled lovingly at me. "It's fine, sweetheart. Yes, a little came out, but not too much. Just try to stay in this position for a few minutes until your pussy closes back up properly. I'll go get you a tampon so that we can plug it up. Just stay still, okay?" Then, quick as a flash, she was gone, leaving Daddy and me alone.

I nodded at her. It felt just a little weird, holding my ass so high in the air at the kitchen table with my father's seed seeping out of me, but it felt deliciously naughty, too. Dad pulled up a chair and sat down next to me while we waited for Mom to come back with that tampon. He looked beat. "Are you okay, Daddy?"

He huffed deeply to catch his breath, but nodded. "It's not every day that I do something like this," he said. "And don't tell your mother, but you're a LOT tighter than she is. That was a helluva workout."

I beamed a proud smile at him and twisted myself just enough to give him a big, sloppy kiss. It wasn't an innocent kiss, either. I mean, he WAS trying to get me pregnant- I think we'd moved well past the innocent kisses of a father and daughter at that point. When our lips parted, I blushed at him but kept my smile. "Thank you, Daddy. Thank you SO, so much! I can't wait to feel your baby kicking inside of me- it's something I've dreamed about for so long. You've made me the happiest girl in the world!"

Dad smiled sweetly back at me. "Well, I'm a pretty happy guy, myself," he said. "And to think: we're going to be doing this five more times today. Babygirl, you're gonna tucker me right out."

I grinned wickedly at him. "I know, right?! Just you wait and see, Daddy: I'm gonna drain you of every drop of sperm you can make today!" Then I patted him softly on his cheek. "But, right now, maybe you should go take a rest or something. When I'm ready for my next... uhm, dose, I'll come get you."

This time it was Dad who initiated the kiss, which made my toes curl in the nicest way. If Mom wasn't careful, I could see myself totally falling in love with my father! When the kiss ended, he stood up and patted me playfully on my bottom. "I'll be in the living room when you're ready, sweetheart." Ha! If he only knew: I was ready right then and there. I don't think I'll ever get tired of feeling his cock blasting cum into my body!

Just as he left, Mom came back in with a tampon in hand. "He's gone to rest, has he?" she asked as she took it out of the package. Apparently, she didn't need me to answer, as she just kept right on talking. "It'll be a wonder to see if he really CAN fuck you five more times today. But don't you worry, Babygirl. Momma's been planning this almost as long as you have! I know my brother better than anybody. If he doesn't have sex at least once a day, he gets real backed up. And I've somehow managed to dodge him for a week and a half. Those balls of his will definitely be up to the task, even if he isn't!"

"I dunno, Mom," I said doubtfully. "That felt like a pretty big load he just shot into me. Are you sure he can do that again?"

Mom gently put the tampon into my pussy, effectively plugging it up. Now not a single drop of my father's sperm was going to get out unless I wanted it to. The Plan was to let it soak in for about an hour and then try to jump Daddy's bones again. "He can and he will," Mom said proudly after giving me a gentle "all-done" tap on my naked ass. "Trust me, if he could get it up right now, he'd be plowing into you like a bull gone mad. The good news is that this is going to be the only time we'll plug you up. Every other time he fills you, we'll just let it be. Who knows? Maybe when he sees his cum flowing out of his beautiful daughter, he'll find himself inspired for another round and you'll get a two-fer. In all actuality, he probably did the trick with this load. Today IS your most fertile day, after all. But we'll hold to the next five times, just to be certain. IF he can last that long."

I turned around to stand up and shivered at the thought of it. As I stood straight, I swear I could feel my father's cum sloshing around inside my tummy, coating the walls of my womb. "I really can't thank you enough for this, Mom," I told her.

She waved it off. "Nonsense. When he got me pregnant with you, I figured I might as well stop pretending to have any sort of taboo against incest. When you asked me to help him knock you up, how could I say no?"

"Well, I AM his daughter..." I said carefully.

"And his neice, if you want to be technical about it."

"So you keep reminding me," I said sourly. I honestly didn't mind the whole incest thing very much. When Mom and Dad told me the truth about how they were actually brother and sister- twins no less!- it took some getting used to, but I eventually just decided that it was normal... for them. And me, I guess. I mean, until they told me, I figured that I had a normal family just like anyone else. And, really, they weren't that different from any other moms and dads I'd met. They still had rules, they still punished me when I got out of line, they still had arguments and worked jobs- totally normal. They just happened to be twins. Who'd had a daughter together. Who they were trying to get knocked up.

Okay, yeah. It's weird. But it's OUR kind of weird and we're okay with it.

HANK

The girls left me alone for the next hour, while I just sat on the living room sofa to rest and watch TV. I didn't even bother putting on shorts since, if I was going to be realistic about all of this, I'd just be taking them off again anyway. We had no plans to do anything today, so we'd just stay inside the house and lounge. At least, that's what I'd been expecting. I hadn't counted on today being spent trying to knock up my daughter. But I certainly wasn't about to complain! That first time in the kitchen was amazing! I just couldn't get it out of my mind, the feeling of shooting so deep into my little girl's pussy like that while my sister, her mother, watched on and even encouraged me! As much as my body needed a rest, my brain simply needed time to just take it all in and get with the program.

At least now I knew why Mary had been finding reasons and excuses not to have sex for the last week or so- she wanted me to be as primed as possible for getting Ellie pregnant. I mean, that's the only thing that made sense. Mary LOVED sex and never shied away from having it before. She's a bright one, my sister is. Actually, I'm kind of surprised that my twin-sense didn't kick in and figure it out sooner. But, I guess when a guy's balls are backed up for a week, he isn't expected to think clearly.

As I ruminated about everything, Ellie sauntered into the living room, wearing nothing but a smile. She stopped right in front of me. "I think I'm ready for my next dose, Daddy, if you're up for it." She glanced down at my crotch. "Well! Never mind! Looks like you are!" Yes, indeed, I'd been sporting a hard-on for the last ten minutes while I was thinking about this new family situation. My gorgeous daughter looked over her shoulder at the TV. "I'm not interrupting your show, am I?" she asked.

"Not at all, Babygirl," I answered. I grabbed the remote and clicked off the TV. "Care to take a seat?" I grabbed my cock and waved it invitingly at her.

My daughter just smiled. "Don't mind if I do, Daddy. Thanks!" She spun around so that her perfect ass was facing me and began to lower herself down. A second later, I felt her pussy lips start to cover the head of my swollen cock. To help her keep balance, I held onto her hips and guided her down gently until, amazingly, her pert cheeks were flush against my thighs. Apparently I'd loosened her up pretty good during breakfast. She was, however, still tight as could possibly be, almost vice-like around my shaft. Mary often had trouble getting me in this deep, this fast. Ellie, though, seemed to take to it almost naturally. I guess, in a sense, she really was made for it.

I felt her shudder. "God, you're so deep inside of me, Daddy!"

It wasn't an understatement! As she'd lowered herself down, I felt the tip of my prick push up against her cervix. It caused her to pause a moment before she forced herself the rest of the way down, which resulted in the head of my fatherly cock slipping just past her cervical ring once again. "You feel okay, honey?" I asked her softly.

"Mm-hmm," she said. "But I'm just gonna sit here for a minute to get used to it, if that's okay."

"That's fine by me, Baby. Take as long as you need to." I snaked my hands up her body and let them rest on her bountiful breasts, taking a nipple in between the fingers and thumbs of each hand. As I slowly massaged her breasts, I gently twisted her nipples, which made her moan with passion.

"That feels REALLY good, Daddy!" she said with something between a sigh and a gasp. Within seconds her hips started to softly move of their own accord. "Mmmm, yes, Daddy. You're getting harder, aren't you?" she asked.

I tweaked her hard nipples just the tiniest bit and flexed my PC muscle, making my cock twitch inside of her as my daughter's pace quickened. At first, she'd been moving slightly back and forth, but now she was actively fucking me, bringing her hips up just high enough for the barbed head of my cock to stop against her cervical ring, and then drop back down with deliberate force. "A bit, yes, sweetheart. But your pussy is also squeezing me so hard in this position, that I can't really control it."

"Hmm, good thing I don't WANT you to control it, Daddy. If it's all the same to you, I'd be happy if you lost control more often, the sooner the better!"

The rise and fall of her hips as she rode her father's thick cock got faster and faster as the seconds ticked by. She started to moan and her thrusts downward became more insistent. "I must admit, Babygirl, that I really like this. I was a bit concerned at first, but the longer I'm inside you, the more I like this idea."

"The idea of getting me pregnant with your baby, Daddy?"

"Unless you've got other amazingly pleasurable ideas, yes," I answered. I let go of her swaying breasts to hold on to her hips and help her keep balance.

"Nothing is more pleasurable than this," she said contentedly. Then she fell silent for a few moments, but never stopped fucking me steadily. After a few minutes, she said, "I wonder what it'll look like?"

"Our child?"

"Yeah," she replied. "I mean, you and mom are twins and I'm your daughter. Will the baby look more like you, me or her, I wonder?"

"Probably more like me, I think," I said. "I mean, you're half of me and the baby will also be half of me. It'd make sense."

"I hope it's a boy," she said suddenly. I didn't respond and just let that hang there, sure that she'd explain her reasoning, but I already had a pretty good idea of her plans. "I mean, if it's a boy, it's a sure bet that his penis will be at least as big as yours, maybe bigger. And when he comes of age, like I am now, I expect that I'll be his first."

The wicked thought sent off shivers down my spine and made my cock throb deep inside of her. "You'd like that wouldn't you, sweetheart?" I asked her provocatively, my breath becoming labored as I got closer to filling her with my seed. "You'd like to be his first, wouldn't you?"

"I would!" she declared. "And I'd want him to get me pregnant, too!" Her hips lurched at the admission. "I'd want our son's big, thick cock to erupt inside his mother's womb, just like our father's is about to do, and plant his first child into the woman that made him!"

"You're a very wicked girl, Ellie," I told her, "and I expect that you're going to be an even MORE wicked mother! Letting the boy you made with your own father knock you up? How much more naughty can you get?"

"Time will tell, Daddy," she said breathlessly. "But, first, we've got to make him, don't we?"

"Oh, we're about to, my sexy daughter. Your father's cock can't take much more of this. I'm gonna cum soon!"

"Do it, Daddy! Don't warn me, don't say a word- just surprise me with it! Surprise me with your cum! Get me pregnant with my father's child!"The grip I had on her hips tightened and I pulled her down to my lap hard so that her young, tight ass ground into my groin. I gritted my teeth as I felt my orgasm rise and then thrust up into her, lifting her entire, small body into the air so high that her feet actually left the ground. With one more grunt of satisfaction, I felt the floodgates open and my potent sperm was sent crashing into the depths of her fertile womb. If I hadn't gotten her pregnant earlier in the kitchen, I would now! Today I WOULD breed my daughter!

Ellie let out a squeal if delight as she felt my cock explode inside of her. Jet after jet of white, greasy slugs of sperm filled her deepest chamber for what seemed like forever. My orgasm must have lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. A moment later, my thigh muscles relaxed and I began to lower us both down gently even while my turgid cock continued to twitch and belch out small eruptions of life-giving seed into my daughter's cum-drenched pussy. When her feet touched the ground, Ellie slowly turned around, careful not to let my cock slip from her body, and faced me with a beatific smile. Both of us were panting with the effort of our sex and Ellie slowly laid down on top of me, her breasts, slightly slick with sweat, crushed against my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close as we continued to catch our breath. I could feel just a trace amount of my sperm leaking out of her well-fucked hole and begin to creep down my tired balls. With her head nestled into my neck, just under my chin, she cooed softly in satisfaction.

"I love you, Babygirl," I told her gently.

She slowly lifted her head to look at me and then surprised me with a deep, soulful kiss that lasted far longer than any father-daughter kiss ought to. But, with my cock still firmly and snugly inside her pussy, which was soaking up my sperm, I suppose a kiss was tame by comparison. When our lips parted, she said, "I meant it, Daddy. I really do hope you make a son in me so that he can, one day, get me pregnant, too. I want to carry on the family tradition."

I planted a loving kiss on her forehead and smiled back at her. "If that's what you want, sweetheart, then I hope so, too."

MARY

When I woke Ellie from her post-coital nap, she blinked up at me with tired eyes. "Momma? Is everything okay?"

I smiled at her lovingly. She was so beautiful, our daughter. Still naked, her brown locks of hair fell to her back as she sat up in her bed. When she did, we both heard a small squelch from her pussy as some of her father's cum from earlier was pushed out of her tiny hole. "It's fine, sweetheart. Everything's fine. You've just been asleep for a couple hours and your father's had plenty of time to recharge. I just wanted to wake you up to make sure that you got as many doses of cum as you could today."

She looked down at her pussy, neatly shaven as though it never had hair to begin with, and frowned. "Now? I'm a bit messy down there, Mom. Can I take a quick shower first?"

"Of course you can, honey!" I told her. I was actually going to suggest exactly that. Men like fantasies and illusions. We women have to put up with a lot of prep to keep those fantasies alive. If men knew just how much of a mess they made of our pussies after they fucked us, it would completely break the fantasy into a million pieces. Hank would gladly fuck a baby into our daughter, regardless of how messy her pussy was, but the fantasy of a clean-shaved, nubile, teen girl wanting to be bred would disappear. "When you're done, though, I want you come right back here. I have a surprise for both you and your father that I think you're going to like."

"Really?! Cool! I won't take long, then! Ten minutes, tops!" With that, she crawled off her bed and made a bee-line for the shower. As enthusiastic as she was about getting her father to knock her up, I knew that she'd be done within minutes, so I had to move quickly.

I made my way back into the master bedroom, went straight to the closet and pulled out the duffel bag I'd prepared earlier in the week. Hank, my wonderful brother, was still sacked out on our bed. Poor man. Our daughter was giving him a run for his money! I was careful to be quiet as I left him alone to continue sleeping and high-tailed it back to Ellie's bedroom. Without a moment's delay, I unzipped the duffle and unceremoniously dumped its contents out onto her bed. While I was sorting through it, Ellie came bouncing back in to join me, a towel wrapped around her wet hair but still showing her young, beautiful skin.

Oh, how I secretly ached to still look as beautiful as her, my lovely daughter! Hank never once criticised my body as we got older, but I knew that I was aging- my breasts were getting softer, my hips rounder, veins showing more clearly through the skin, stretch marks from carrying Ellie coming back despite daily moisturizer treatments... I was getting older and I knew it. I'm not an outrageously vain woman, but I do have my selfish concerns from time to time. I knew I was still beautiful, probably more so than most women my age had a right to be, but time stops for no one and takes its toll on us all. To be completely candid, I prized my beauty in a way that I probably shouldn't, even if I'd only ever shared it with my twin brother. When Ellie decided that she wanted to be bred by her father, I felt a sort of relief- we'd have another baby in the house, but not at the expense of doing more damage to my already tired body, meaning that I would be able to STAY beautiful for my brother-husband that much longer. Believe me when I say that staying beautiful wasn't my ONLY motivation for allowing Ellie to get her birthday wish, but I won't lie and say it wasn't a factor.

Ellie, though, looked positively radiant now that she was refreshed and clean. When her eyes scanned the top of her bed, they went wide. "What's all this?" she asked and stood beside me in awe.

"You recognize that outfit? It's the cheerleader uniform I wore when I was in high school, back when your father and I were just starting to have sex regularly. I figured it would be kinky and fun to see if it fits you as well as it did me back in those days."

Ellie beamed with excitement at the idea. "Ooooh! I LIKE that idea! Daddy will probably bust a nut just looking at me in that thing! And look at that skirt! It's so SHORT! You guys actually wore those things when you were my age? It's... sexy!"

I nodded in agreement. "Oh, believe me, we knew all too well how sexy we looked in those uniforms. And so did every boy who set eyes on us. We had strict rules about wearing them, though. See those bloomers? We weren't allowed to wear the uniform unless we had them on underneath, to hide our asses from prying eyes."

"And pussies," Ellie observed.

"Good thing you aren't beholden to such silly rules, eh?" I said with a smirk.

"A VERY good thing!" Ellie agreed. "So... what about the other stuff? What's that for?"

I grinned wickedly. "Well, these straps here go around your thighs, like belt buckles. And the loops attached to them go around your calves. When you put them on properly, your calves are belted snugly to your thighs, which makes it VERY easy for someone, your father let's say, to drill your tiny, teenaged pussy until he fills it with cum. Now, this other strap here wraps around your wrists, usually secured behind you so that you can't move your hands. And that third strap, the one that looks like a Y, connects your wrists to your thighs. The higher up you pull your wrists, the more your thighs spread. That's the only control you get to have over your body in this get-up."

"So this... this is S&M gear, right?"

"Yes. I ordered it special, just for today. I saw your father looking at some hentai a few months ago and he seemed to really get off on pictures with women who were tied up like this." I then gave her a serious look. "If it's too much, sweetheart, just say so. We don't have to do anything we don't want to do in this household. I was only thinking of ways to make it more exciting for your father."

"Like filling my womb with his sperm isn't exciting enough?" Ellie rejoined with a lopsided grin. She paused a beat and then giggled. "It's okay, Mom. I'm willing to give it a shot. I trust you and Daddy with my life and, to be honest, it looks like fun!"

ELLIE

Mom's old cheerleading outfit WAS snug. A lot more snug than was probably decent, but that's what made it so deliciously sexy when I finally got it on. Without the bloomers, of course. I don't know how many times Mom had washed it over the years, but it had definitely shrunk. The skirt was shorter now, so it barely covered my ass and pussy and it was tight around the middle. Fortunately, I'd inherited Mom's skinniness, so it wasn't constricting around my hips, just tight. The top, though, was just obscene on me. My breasts were already pretty big for being such a short girl. I'm not even five feet tall, so my tits look MUCH larger on my tiny frame. They're 36-C's, but on me you'd think I was blessed with DD's. With the cheerleader top on it was cleavage city- my boobs barely fit in there and it was tight around my rib cage. I'd have to take very short and shallow breaths in that thing.

Getting me trussed up in that leather-strap rig Mom had was a chore, but we finally managed it after a few minutes of struggling. Before I knew it, I was laid back on my bed, hands bound behind me. My knees were bent and my thighs spread REALLY wide, like the most lewd welcome sign any guy could ever hope to see- and it was all for my Daddy! I couldn't feel it with my hands, but Mom checked for me and, sure enough, I was wetter than I'd ever been all day, even when Daddy came inside me that first time during breakfast.

Mom stood back to appreciate our work and I just stared back at her. "I swear to God, baby, if I had a dick, I'd fuck you myself. You look SO sexy right now!"

I giggled. "I FEEL sexy! Kinda. Still a little hard to breathe normally. I hope I don't pass out while Daddy's fucking me."

"If you do," Mom asked with an understanding look on her face, "do you want me to have him stop?"

"Hell no!" I said, feeling more forceful about it than I probably looked. "Tell him to keep going until he cums. If I pass out, I can't think of a better way to wake up than with a tummy full of Daddy's sperm!"

"That's my girl!" Mom said cheerfully. Then she bent down to kiss me. With all the sexy talk and the plans about seducing Dad and everything else that had been going on, this actually came as a surprise to me. Not a bad surprise, mind you, but still a big surprise. The kiss that Mom gave me was no less steamy and passionate than the one's I had with Daddy. But it was different, too. I know it's just lips and tongues and stuff, but kissing a woman, I quickly learned, is NOTHING like kissing a man. Men kiss with power and strength and... well... like men. But women kiss with something that men don't have, I guess. Mechanically I guess it's all the same, but it just FEELS different. And I really, really liked it. For the first time in my life, I was wondering if I might be bisexual.

Mom pulled away from the kiss and we were both kind of breathless. "That was..."

"...wow," I finished for her. There I was, completely and in all ways imaginable, a totally vulnerable woman, like the world's sexiest turtle on its back. I was helpless and unable to even move, but there I was, feeling totally empowered by something so simple as a kiss from my mom.

Mom felt her lips gently, like she was as amazed as me at how that felt. Maybe she was. Maybe that was the first time she'd kissed another girl. But, I tell you, the WAY she kissed me felt like she'd done it a million times, it was so perfect. "I..." she paused, searching for the right words. "I hope that didn't scare you or anything. It was just... it felt right. Was it right? Are you okay?"

I smiled at her with as much love as I could muster in a look. "I'm WONDERFUL, Mom. Don't worry. That was amazing! I don't know if I'm bi or not, but you can kiss me like that any time you want and I'll give as good as I get. That's a promise!" I wiggled my eblows, which made my thighs wobble, too. "If I could, I'd hug you."

Mom glanced down at my pussy and then smirked. "Okay. Nevermind. With a pussy THAT wet, you definitely enjoyed it." Then she dipped her hand down to her own pussy to check and brought it up for me to see. "Me, too, I guess."

I looked up at my mother and said, "Maybe next weekend we can have a Sapphic Day, just you and me. Tell Dad to go fishing or something."

Then Mom bent down really close so that our lips were almost touching and said, "I'd love to." Then she kissed me AGAIN, and this time there was a promise behind it. I'm a girl. I've never kissed boys, but I knew a promise-kiss when I felt one!

Then she jumped away from me like a little girl and flashed a huge smile at me. "I'll send him in."

"You're not coming back with him?" I asked with genuine concern.

She shook her head. "I'll be too busy frigging myself off to be of any use here and, besides, this whole situation has gotten so sexy that I might want to jump in, maybe demand some cock for myself. This is your day, not mine."

"I love you, Momma," I told her, hoping that how much I felt it right then could be heard in my words.

"I love you, too, baby. More than you know. Now! Sit tight while I go get your father!"

HANK

I was asleep when Mary came to get me. Truth is, I was bushed. I know that, earlier that morning, I'd said that I could probably cum inside Ellie five or six times today, but now I wasn't so sure. After two times, so far, I was getting closer to exhausted than I expected. God, do I miss the days, in my twenties, when I could cum six times in a day without feeling like I'd just run a marathon. Old age catches up to us quicker than we think, I guess. I'm not yet forty, but Ellie's insatiable need for my cum was taking the starch out of me. My beautiful sister-wife roused me from my deep slumber with a gentle kiss. When I didn't respond right away, she repeated the kiss a little more firmly and I finally stirred.

Blinking up at her, I asked, "What time is it?"

Mary smiled gently. "It's only three in the afternoon, honey. I'll be starting on supper soon, but our daughter needs some attention."

I cocked a curious eyebrow at her. "The kind of attention only I can give, I presume?"

Now Mary's smile turned wicked and there was a playful glint in her eye. "Of course. But there's a catch. She's... well, she's gotten herself into a bit of a pickle. I'd help her out, but I really think it's something you should attend to."

Now my curiousity genuinely WAS piqued. I sat up and eyed my twin sister carefully. I know that woman almost as well as I know myself. All the tell-tale signs were there: she's setting me up for something, a surprise of some sort, but she's not going to tell me what it is. I sighed heavily. "Very well," I said with feigned resignation that belied my growing excitement. "I guess I better go check up on her and... help her out."

Mary kissed me again, quickly this time. "You do that. I'll be down in the kitchen. Take your time, stud."

I got up out of the bed, still naked as I had been since the day started, and made my way to Ellie's bedroom. The door was closed, which was a bit odd, so I quietly tapped on it. "Ellie? Your mother tells me you need my help with something."

"Yeah," came her muffled reply. "I'm a bit stuck here."

When I opened her bedroom door and looked in, I found myself speechless for a moment at what I saw. There was my daughter, trussed up as good as a Christmas turkey, arms tucked behind her back, legs bent and splayed wide open and dressed in, I swear to God, her mother's old cheerleader uniform- I'd recognize that outfit anywhere, even though I hadn't seen it in a few years. On Mary that outfit was smoking hot, but on Ellie it was just plain obscene. Her big breasts were obviously straining against the material and her firm, flat tummy looked like it was almost constricted within a corset it was so tight-fitting. A quick glance at her naked, hairless pussy made it clear that this was indeed a setup- she looked wet enough to stain the uniform if something wasn't done soon. Naturally, this pressed just about every button in my psyche you could imagine and my cock went rock-hard within seconds.

I walked up to the side of her bed and just surveyed her tiny, half-bent body in its lewd display and she looked back up at me with wide, interested eyes. "What the hell happened here?" I asked her, playing along.

Ellie blinked back up at me and then smiled wryly. "One of the girls at practice was going on and on about some new yoga techniques. There's this harness thing that's supposed to help, but I think I got it on wrong and now I can't move."

I immediately recognized it as bullshit, knowing that she couldn't have gotten that way without her mother's help (bless her!), but continued to follow this unwritten script. "Well!" I exclaimed. "Looks like you've definitely gotten yourself into a jam here. What was this yoga position supposed to do, anyway?"

"It's supposed to help with my fertility, Daddy," she said sweet as pie. "In this position, my fallopian tubes are compressed, which puts my eggs closer to my cervix. The idea is that if I do this often enough, my tubes will get trained to stay short, which increases the chance that I could get pregnant."

Oh, what beautiful poppycock my daughter is able to whip up on short notice! "Interesting! But... why are you trying to do that?"

"Because I want to be a mother, Daddy," she answered. "I think it's time. It's what I want more than anything in the whole world."

"Well that's beautiful, baby girl. If that's what you want, then I hope you get it."

"I hope so, too," she said. Then she looked at me and seemed to notice that I was naked for the first time. "Actually, since you're here, maybe you could help me out?"

"Sure," I said agreeably. "I'd be more than happy to help you get out of this thing."

"No!" she said quickly. "No, Daddy. I mean, maybe... maybe you could..."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "Maybe I could what?"

It was nearly impossible for her to shrug, bound up like she was, but she made an attempt at it anyway. "Well, I AM already in this position, you know... my eggs close up to my cervix... and it IS my most fertile time of the month. So... maybe you could help me in a different way?"

I furrowed my eyebrows at her. "In what way, baby?"

Then, somehow, she seemed to grow very small and vulnerable. "Maybe you could put your penis inside of me, shoot some of your sperm into my pussy and get me pregnant?" She obviously glanced at my erect cock and added, "I mean, since you've already got a hard-on, you might as well put it to good use. Right?"

I scratched the back of my head in a show of uncertainty. "I dunno, Ellie. That's a pretty big step for a father and daughter to take. Are you SURE you really want me, your father, to put a baby inside your belly?"

"If it has to be anyone, Daddy, I'd definitely like it if it was you!" She nodded her chin downward, towards her exposed sex. "See? I'm all ready for you. All you'd have to do is-"

"I know what I'd have to do, Sweetheart," I said. I grabbed my large cock in my hand and began to stroke it thoughtfully. "I did it with your mother to make you, after all. So... you really want me to knock you up, huh?"

"Only if you're willing, Daddy."

I let go of my cock and reached down to turn her body around so that her tiny, perfect pussy was facing me. "I have to admit, this DOES look pretty inviting. You have a beautiful pussy, Baby Girl."

Ellie smiled up at me and batted her eyes. "It's all yours, Daddy, if you want it.""Well," I said. "Since you're already like this and I'm already hard, I guess it wouldn't be very fatherly of me to just leave you hanging, would it?" She shook her head no at me and bit her bottom lip, but said nothing. "Oh, what the hell. Okay." I fisted my cock again and showed it to her. "See this, Baby? This is the same cock that made you. Eighteen years ago I put this inside your mother and shot my sperm into her and made you. And, now, here I am, about to do it again. Daddy's going to push his big, ol' cock inside your pretty little pussy and he's going to shoot the same sperm that made you into your womb, so that you can get pregnant with his baby. Okay, Baby Girl? Daddy's going to breed you, just like you asked."

"Yes, Daddy. Thank you, Daddy!"

"You're very welcome. Now, hold on. This might feel a bit uncomfortable at first..." I aimed my fat cockhead at my daughter's puffy, wet pussy and began to slowly insert just the tip. Her labia split wide to take me in, which caused her to gasp. "Relax, honey," I told her. "It's just the tip, see? I promise I'll go slow... at first."

"It's so BIG, Daddy!" she gasped. "I guess it's a good thing I broke my hymen during cheerleader practice, or this might hurt a LOT more!"

I pushed in only an inch of my cock and then halted. "Wait a second, honey. Haven't you done this before?"

She shook her head slowly. "Uh-uh," she said. "Yours is the first cock I've ever felt, Daddy. Hopefully it'll be the first, last and only."

I pushed another inch in and marveled at how her tiny pussy lips seemed to stretch impossibly to accomodate my thick girth. The walls of her pussy were so incredibly tight that I actually had to use a bit of force. "Really, Baby Girl? Don't you want ANY other boys in your life?"

"Not if they can't love me like you do, Daddy," she said with a gasp. "Oh, MY! Your penis really IS big like this!"

"You're just very, very tight," I told her. And that was the absolute truth! With her body scrunched up like this, her already tight teenaged pussy felt so small that it was like trying thread a needle with a fire extinguisher. But, still, I pressed on and continued to feed more of my cock inside my daughter's receptive body. As more and more of my shaft disappeared inside her, I began to see the distinct outline of my cock as it traveled deeper inside her body.

Ellie saw it, too, and gasped again. "Ohmigod that's so hot!" she rushed out. "This is SO fucking hot! Look at it, Dad! I can actually SEE you inside me!"

I experimentally pulled back just a bit and then pushed even more in, which made her shudder with excitement. A few more very gentle thrusts, though, and I finally hit her cervix. We could both see that I still had a good three inches left to go before I'd be completely inside her. We could also see the very prominent bulge of my cockhead where it was stopped at the entrance to her womb.

"Deeper, Dad!" she said with a raspy voice. "I want all of it! I'll ALWAYS want all of it!"

I looked down at her in concern. "Ellie, there's still a lot left of me to go. I don't want to hurt you."

"You won't!" she protested. "It's the fullest I've ever felt before, but when you fucked me earlier today, both times going past my cervix, I'm pretty sure you stretched it out some. If you take it slow, I bet you can fit it all inside. PLEASE try!"

I looked down uncertainly at where we were joined and then back up at her pleading eyes. She truly and desperately wanted me to put my entire cock inside her! With care, I angled my hips just slightly, sort of like I was fishing around for the entrance to her cervix with the head of my cock. Actually, there wasn't anything "sort of" about it- that's exactly what I was doing. With soft, subtle movements that made her eyes roll back in pleasure, I dipped and swayed and titled until, finally, I felt it. The opening to her cervix kissed the tip of my cock like an old lover and the feeling was unmistakable.

Ellie felt it as well and almost shouted, "There! DO IT!"

Taking a deep breath, I lunged forward and felt my cockhead dive downward into her body. With my mass to help me along, my cock was like a freight train and it all but sailed past the resistance of her cervical ring. When I punched through, all of the air in Ellie's body seemed to rush out in a gush and she let out a low, long moan after she caught her breath.

"Oooooooh my gooooooood!" she bellowed. "Holy FUCK, that hurt, but it feels SOOOOOOO good now!" She tilted her head up to look at the damage and her eyes widened, and I looked down, too.

The head of my cock had indeed eclipsed her cervix and was most definitely, deeply ensconced within my daughter's womb, her deepest chamber. So much so, in fact, that it was clearly pushing up against her tummy, making it bulge obscenely like a tiny fist was trying to push outward. There had to be a good four inches of cock lodged inside her womb and it was truly a marvelous to witness.

She looked up at me with a new fire in her eyes. "Chances are very, very good that you've already knocked me up, Daddy. But if you don't cum inside me like this, just to make absolutely sure, I will cry like you wouldn't believe." With her body bent in half like it was, and the tip of my cock pushing her tummy out so far like that, I was already amazed. But when she craned her neck forward as far as it could go, I was gobsmacked to see her lips close over the bulge of my cock through her skin and begin to swirl her tongue around it. I FELT IT! I was fucking my daughter as deep as humanly possible AND she was giving me a blowjob AT THE SAME TIME! Don't get me wrong- the sensation of her trying to lick my cock through her skin was barely noticeable, but I COULD feel it.

My cock involuntarily lurched inside her body at the realization of what I was seeing, which forced her lips to come off it. I wasn't cumming yet, but that was definitely a healthy dose of precum my cock had just belched inside of her womb, no doubt about it. Ellie leaned forward once more, a feat that I couldn't imagine, and once again fastened her lips around my cock-bulge. She rolled her eyes up at me, unable to speak because she was pushing against the head of my cock with her tongue as focefully as she could, but I knew what she wanted. She wanted me to fuck her like that. I slowly, carefully rocked my hips, just the tiniest amount so that her lips wouldn't come off the cock-bulge, and began to fuck my daughter. Actually, it was a triple-fuck: cock in pussy, cock in womb and cock in mouth. I can't begin to describe the sensation of her tongue dancing around my glans through the skin of her tummy. Best I can say is that it's otherwordly. After a few moments, though, she had to stop. The strain was just too great to keep it up.

Her head crashed back so that she could relax her neck muscles. I paused to get her a chance to rest, but she glared at me. "Don't you fucking stop, Daddy! Keep fucking me!"

I grinned down at her wolfishly. "As you wish!"

Then I commenced to fucking her for all I was worth. With close to half of my cock well past her cervical ring, I was able to fuck her pretty normally, using strong, powerful thrusts. Every time I plunged into her body, my cockhead bulged and stretched her tummy, which was both fascinating and extremely erotic to see. Both of us watched with rapt interest as I set a steady rhythm with my fucking. Her pussy was like a vice around my shaft while I fucked her tiny body and it was almost painful, but I didn't stop for several minutes. My eyes drifted from my reappearing cock-bulge to her heaving breasts, which were shifting beneath the cheerleader tunic. My hands had been on her knees this whole time, but I stopped fucking her so that I could reach down and free her tits. It took some doing, reaching down like that, but they finally popped free. Ellie's nipples were the hardest I'd ever seen them, two small, rock-hard nubs sitting on top of quarter-sized pink areolas. I carefully bent down to suck on one, then the other, and wasn't at all gentle about it. When my lips fastened onto her nipples, Ellie cried out in esctasy and rolled her head from side to side.

"OH FUCK!" she cried. "GOD, I wish my hands were free right now!"

I said nothing as I continued to ravish my daughter's bountiful breasts and began to once again fuck her, using shallow thrusts of my cock to keep up the stimulation. I could feel the churning in my balls and knew that I wouldn't be able to hold out for much longer. With a loud pop, my lips came off her left nipple and I stood back upright so that I could resume fucking her properly. "I'm getting close, Ellie," I told her between ragged breaths.

"Yessssss," she hissed. "Do it, Daddy! Pump that sperm into me! I want it, every last drop of it! Fucking cum inside me!"

"I'm going to, Baby Girl," I growled. "I'm gonna fill you up with every last bit of the same cum that made you! I know you're probably pregnant by now, but- UNG! But we gotta make sure, right?"

"Fuck yes!" she said through clenched teeth and closed eyes. "Fuck a baby into me, Daddy! I want it so bad! Fuck, that feels SO goddamned good!"

While I continued my assault on her with my throbbing cock, I asked, "Are you gonna cum for me, baby? Are you gonna cum when your father fills you with his seed?"

Her eyes flashed open and locked on to me. "Are you kidding? I've been cumming almost since you put it in! I haven't STOPPED cumming! Don't worry about me and fucking cum inside me already!"

My hips were moving in a blur now and I pounded her pussy with strength I never knew I had. My cock was hard as steel, my nuts were close to seizing with my oncoming orgasm and my breath was ragged, but I wasn't about to stop. "NG- GOD! I'm so fucking close!" I bellowed.

"Shoot it, Daddy!" she cried. "Shoot that baby-batter inside me! PLEASE!"

Suddenly my orgasm took hold of my body and I froze in mid-stroke. I wasn't flush up against her, but I was deep enough that we could see the head of my cock lazily lurch inside her tummy as it began to spew the contents of my balls directly into her womb. Stream after stream of it came out of me, the feeling of her inner walls brushing against the head of my cock stimulating me all the more and prolonging my orgasm like never before. My eyes clenched shut with that first jet of white cockjuice being sprayed inside of her, but I could hear my daughter count out loud each time my cock unloaded.

"One... two... three... four... five... Jesus, Daddy! Six! Ssssseven! Eight! Holy fuck, I can feel it! NINE!"

Finally, mercifully, my orgasm abated and my cock stopped belching out slugs of sperm-laden cum into my daughter's womb on the tenth, inexorably slow ejaculation. Dear God, did my balls hurt with the effort and strain that had just been put on them, but I felt equally blissful. I could actually feel my cum coating the first few inches of my cock as it came to rest inside Ellie's cum-filled womb, a slimy mixture of wet and warm. It took every ounce of self control not to just collapse on top of her, which really might have hurt her insides, so I sort of leaned back to catch my breath.

Ellie, hands still bound behind her back and body still restrained in that weird harness, began to giggle and then laugh with pleasure. "Holy shit, that was amazing!" she cried out in between peals of laughter. "I'm sore as fuck, but that was soooooooo worth it! Jesus, Mary and Joseph, Dad, screw having a boy, I want you to make a daughter in me! A fucking like that ought to be shared and taught!"

I began to chuckle a little myself, feeling the euphoria of probably the most erotic sex I'd ever had in my life. Mary could do some magical things, and HAS, but what I just did with my daughter was on a whole other level of kink that just couldn't be matched. "What'll you do if it's twins?" I asked her with a guffaw.

"I'd leap for joy!" Ellie said earnestly. "Oh, shit! That's actually a real possibility, isn't it? I mean, you and Mom are twins... you might've put twins in me, Dad! That would be SO fucking cool!" Then she grew somewhat serious. "Hey, Dad?"

With a heaping lungful of air, I felt myself begin to relax. "Yes, Baby Girl?"

"I, uhm, I REALLY need to pee now. Like, really really need to pee. Can you help me get out of this, like, NOW, please?"

Fortunately, my cock had softened to the point that I could pull it out quickly. When the head of my penis eclipsed her swollen and puffy pussy lips, gobs of pearly-white seed came after it. As defly as I could, I loosened the restraints and helped her to stand up on shaky legs. "Will you need help getting to the bathroom, sweetheart?" I asked her.

She shook her sweat-drenched hair and started to stagger away on her own two feet. "I think I can manage," she said. When she got to the door way, she stopped and looked back at me. "Thank you for breeding me, Daddy," she said sweetly and smiled.

I glanced at her wet, shiny crotch and saw streams of my own fatherly cum leaking out of her. She was a mess down there, to be sure. A mess that I'd created. Strangely, though, I felt rather proud. I smiled back at her and said, "I'd like to say the pleasure was all mine, Baby Girl, but I think we both enjoyed it."

She said nothing, but her smile widened. Then she turned away and dashed off to the bathroom to go relieve herself, leaving me alone on the bed to catch my breath and marvel at what we'd just done.

MARY

Ellie didn't know that I'd set up the baby monitor in her room before Hank came in to fuck her. While they were fucking away, I had been camped out in the spare bedroom and listening in on everything. My fingers were so sore from masturbating like crazy when I heard Ellie encourage her father to impregnate her. And the mention of the possibility of twins! Well, that just about sent me into the stratosphere! There was no doubt that she was pregnant by now. Hank cums a LOT and with how she was bound up, with him shooting right into our daughter's unprotected womb like that, there was just no way he hadn't knocked her up for certain.

Over the baby monitor, I heard Hank mutter, "Fuck me, I'm not sure I can take much more of this!" He sighed and then said something to himself about going to take a shower.

"Just one more time, my love," I whispered to his disembodied and unhearing voice as I gently stroked my overheated pussy. "Just to make sure."

As I continued to pleasure myself, I didn't hear Ellie come into the room. "Mom?" she asked. "What're you doing in here?" She saw the baby monitor and put two-and-two together quickly. "Were you listening in on me and Daddy?" she asked.

I stopped stroking my pussy and fixed her with a lustful gaze. "Absolutely. Listening to how you talked to him... baby, that was art!"

She put her hands on her hips in a mockery of displeasure. A quick glance at her pussy showed that she was still leaking her father's cum. "As well may be, mother, but listening in on me and my father while he was trying to breed me WITHOUT permission was very naughty of you!"

I froze where I lay on the guest bed and stared into her eyes. Where was she going with this? The answer, of course, was obvious. The real question was whether or not I was ready to go down this route with my own daughter. I'd never been with another woman before. Our kissing session earlier was amazing, though, and I found that I wasn't opposed to the idea. If it was okay for her father to fuck her, why not me? If it turned out that we didn't like it after all, we could just let it go and never do it again. So I decided to see just how far my daughter was ready and willing to go with this little game. "Well," I said demurely, "I figure that it's better to ask forgiveness rather than permission with some things."

She approached the bed with a stern look on her face. "SOME things, Mother, but this? And were you fingering yourself while you listened?"

I held up my hand, which was still wet and sticky with my cum. "Yes?"

Her eyes clouded. "That sounded more like a question than an answer, Mom. You and Dad always raised me to be confident in answering questions. So answer the question properly. Were you finger-banging your poor, neglected pussy while your twin brother was filling your only daughter with sperm?"

I gulped. Holy shit, she IS good at this acting and role-playing thing! Hell, she's a natural at it! "I was, yes," I replied and sat up. "I'm sorry."

She shook her head in disappointment. "I don't think you really are, Mom. I think you'd have rather been there to witness it, wouldn't you?"

"Well..." I said cagily. "A little bit, yes."

She sat down beside me. "No one was stopping you, Mom. You could have watched if you wanted to. Neither one of us would've minded, I don't think, not after this morning in the kitchen. But you had to go and sneak behind our backs, didn't you?"

"I didn't mean to!" I said, taking on the role that I think she was aiming for. She was wanting a role-reversal of sorts- daughter dominating the mother kind of thing. "I just didn't want to interrupt you, that's all. It's so sweet that your father is trying to help you get pregnant and I just didn't want to..."

She put a silencing finger to my lips. "I think I understand," she said soothingly. "And I can't really stay mad at you. You were just trying to give us space, which was actually very kind of you, right?"

I nodded. "That's exactly it," I said quietly, feeling the intensity of her body heat so close to mine. "I'm sorry," I repeated.

She smiled at me warmly. "I think I can forgive you," she said. "And, as a special treat, I'm prepared to reward you for your honesty."

My eyes brightened. "Really? What kind of reward?" I asked.

She looked down at her weeping pussy and my gaze followed. When she'd sat down on the bed, some more of her father's sperm had leaked out. A small, tiny stream of his pearly-white essence trickled out. Then she looked back up at me. "I think you should lay back for this, Mom." Without waiting for me to respond, she gently nudged me to lay flat and proceeded to straddle my head.

Looking straight up, I could see the underswell of her breasts, which looked so soft and yet firm as she raised her hips over me. She was looking down through her cleavage and I could see the smoldering lust in her eyes. "Are you sure about this, baby?" I asked her as my hands slowly found their way around her hips. She bit her bottom lip seductively and gave a short nod in reply. I shifted my focus on her pretty, bald pussy lips, still wet with her father's dew. With care, she lowered herself until her vulva was just barely over my mouth. With tentative uncertainty, I stretched my tongue out to lap up what cum was visible. As my tongue stroked her pussy, she shuddered, I could feel her quiver under my own nervous hands. Just a short while ago all we'd shared was a kiss! I didn't expect this so soon!

"Oh, that feels sooooo nice," she breathed as she held herself still above me. With her words to embolden me, I licked her pussy once again, this time with more pressure. More and more of Hank's semen, mixed with my daughter's own natural juices, hit my taste buds. It tasted divine!

Feeling bolder now, I actively pulled her futher down so that her pussy was now covering my mouth. Without hesitation, I pushed my tongue inside of her and, unsurprisingly, it was like the flood gates had been thrown open and more of her father's cum poured out of her. I drank it all in with my tongue, letting it slide down my throat easily. It was still warm and thick. I tilted my head just slightly so that my nose pressed up against her clit and continued to probe her folds with my tongue.

"Holy shit, Mom!" she gasped. "That's amazing! I've never felt anything like it! Keep doing that, please!" Her hips bucked slightly, but I could tell that she was fighting to stay as still as possible for me while I ate her out.I'd never done ANYTHING like this before, either, but I was quickly learning that I enjoyed it! I knew Hank's taste very well, but having it mixed with hers made it seem more... I don't know... robust. Like butterscotch by itself is great, but mixing it with caramel makes it sing. Their combined flavors awakened a passion in me like none other and I was soon licking and lapping my daughter's cunny like a woman possessed. I couldn't get enough of the stuff!

Suddenly, Ellie lifted her hips and turned around, careful not to get my hair caught up under her knees. When she was situated once again, she lowered herself back down so that I could continue to suck my brother's cum from her glorious quim. "I just can't NOT do this, since I'm already here!" I heard her say breathily and, suddenly, I felt her fingers probing my own wet pussy. I could feel her warm breath washing over my clitoris and her hard teenaged nipples brushing against my tummy as I squirmed in anticipation. I couldn't believe we were actually doing this, but I wasn't about to stop her! A moment later, I finally felt the careful, nervous touch of her own tongue on my pussy lips, which caused me to moan deeply into hers.

We fell into a rhythm of lapping at each other's pussies for several minutes, until she exclaimed. "Oh my God, Mom, you taste WONDERFUL!" Then she dove back in, pushing her tongue as deeply into me as possible, making it swirl around and dance within my folds like an expert. For this being her first sapphic experience, she seemed to know what she was doing! My own hips bucked and rocked at the sensations, my mind spinning at the thought that my own daughter was lapping at the source of her own conception. She'd come out of that slick entrance and now she was licking at it almost like she wanted to get back in! Oh, it was glorious in ways that I can't properly describe, but I tried my best to give as good as I got.

Soon, though, the sensations began to overlap and, almost without warning, we both clenched in orgasmic bliss. Feeling my daughter's pussy walls squeeze down on my tongue while my own pussy did the same to hers was like an out-of-the-body experience. Both our breaths hitched and held as we shared a climax only a mother and daughter locked in sapphic love could acquire. After what seemed like an eternity, however, we both relaxed. She sat up, got off me and then scooted down to lay beside me as we both breathed raggedly from our exertions.

"I can't believe we just did that," she huffed.

"Neither can I," I replied giddily.

A beat later, we both heard Hank say from the guest room doorway, "I'm pretty surprised, too."

We both looked up at him in shock. "Honey!" I called out.

"Dad!" Ellie cried.

We both sat up feeling alarmed. "It's not what it-" I started to say, but then clamped my mouth shut. It was EXACTLY what it looked like, who was I kidding? "I mean, it wasn't... we didn't plan that or anything. It just sorta-"

He raised a curious eyebrow at us. "-happened?" he said with a smirk. Then he shook his head with a soft chuckle. "Both of you looked too beautiful to stop you."

"You're not... mad?" Ellie asked nervously.

His brows knit together in confusion. "Why on earth would I be mad? *I'M* trying to knock you up. If you and your mother want to celebrate in your own way, who am I to throw stones? Have fun! Hell, I hope that wasn't a one-off. I'm getting so comfortable fucking you that I might elect to make it a regular thing beyond today!"

Ellie and I both got excited at that prospect. "Seriously?!" she exclaimed. "I don't have to wait another year for a day like this?"

"Brother," I started, "you might be opeing a can of worms you can't close back up. You have a hard enough time keeping up with me, but BOTH of us?"

Hank grinned. "Both? Sure. Or, at least, I'll sure as hell try. I had my misgivings this morning, but I have to admit... today HAS been kind of fun and it's not even over yet. Why limit ourselves?"

Ellie jumped off the bed and launched herself at her father, hugging him happily. "THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU!" she crooned. "Oh, Daddy, you have NO idea how happy you've just made me!"

"Happy birthday, sweetheart," was all he said as he hugged her back and gave me a sly wink. "I love you!" he mouthed to me.

"I love you, too," I mouthed back. "Ahem," I said loud enough to get both their attention. "I think a celebration might be in order, yes?"

Holding our beautiful, naked daughter in his arms, Hank grinned broadly. "Got anything special in mind?"

I got up off the bed and slid past him. "One or two. Meet me in the downstairs living room in ten minutes while I get it set up. In the meantime," I said over my shoulder as I left them in the guest bedroom, "It might be a good idea to warm yourselves up for another round..."

ELLIE

Dad and I fell into some light petting and foreplay while Mom did whatever she was doing down in the den. We didn't want to get too hot and heavy with things, so we didn't make it around to actually having sex yet, but both our engines were primed by the time Mom called us down. Hand-in-hand, we went downstairs to see what she'd done.

All we saw, when we got into the great room, was Mom, looking happy as a clam with the TV remote in her hands. "So... I expect that Hank's almost petered out by now. You've dumped three loads of cum into our daughter's most welcoming pussy. Doubtlessly, she's carrying a fertilized egg or two by now. But, like we said this morning, we've got to make SURE that she catches, right?"

We both took a seat on the couch as she stood in the center of the room. "I seem to recall something to that effect being mentioned several times, yes," Dad said reasonably.

She smiled wickedly. "Hank, I think it's time we showed her the video."

I looked between them in curiosity. "What video?"

Dad sat back into the couch, his grin growing wider. "Shortly after our parents died," he began, "your mother and I talked at great length about our future plans. Specifically about having a family of our own. So we planned it out as carefully as we could. We watched her cycles carefully and timed it so that, much like today, she would be at her most fertile time, so that we could create you."

"And we recorded the event," Mom finished. "We have the moment of your conception on video, honey."

This was too wild to believe. "REALLY?!" I asked with unmasked excitement. "That's so cool!"

Mom smiled. "We thought so. And, now, I think it would be pretty poetic for all of us to watch the moment of your conception while your father puts his final load of sperm inside you. To make it a little more meta, though, I have a small confession to make to both of you." She took a deep breath, let it out and said, "Last weekend, while the two of you were out of the house, I planted several very small and discrete video cameras throughout the house. Eighteen of them in all. I know Ellie's been looking forward to this day for a long time and I wanted it to be as special as possible for all of us. Every room in the house has at least two cameras in it, which have been recording everything we've done today. It's all being saved to a hard drive that I set up in the bathroom closet. In years to come, when this child you're creating today is old enough, he or she will be able to see their own conception, if they want to, just like you're going to today, Ellie."

My mouth dropped open in surprise. Dad, too, seemed a little taken aback by this confession of Mom's. Neither of us had even noticed the cameras, but knowing that they were there now made my heart jump in my chest. "Wait a second," I said. "On the off chance that Dad HASN'T already impregnated me, we're going to watch the video of my conception and make one more attempt. And while THAT'S going on, we'll be recording it?" Mom nodded. I smiled as I imagined it and began to stroke my father's penis thoughtfully. "So... someday, our child is going to be able to witness their OWN conception AND mine at the same time?"

Dad grinned. "Sounds kinda kinky, doesn't it?"

I kissed him quickly and then jumped to my feet and went straight to Mom. Without hesitation, I kissed her with every ounce of love and appreciation I could muster. When both of us came up for air, I hugged her tightly and whispered a heartfelt thanks into her ear. "Happy birthday, honey," she whispered back. "Now... go fuck your father one last time. And make it count!"

While I all but ran back to my father, whose erection was standing tall and ready as he sat on the couch, Mom set about to starting the video. I gave Dad a quick, searing kiss and then turned around so that I could watch the TV while fucking the same man who made me. As I carefully slotted the head of my father's large penis in the entrance of my wet, hairless pussy, the video started. On it, much younger versions of my parents were making out and giggling as the played with each others' naked bodies with practiced ease. They were in the same room, messing around on the very same couch that Daddy and I were on.

"Holy crap!" I gasped out, even as Daddy began to gently lift me up and down on his massive cock. "Is that really this same sofa?"

"It is, babygirl," Daddy cooed in my ear as I started to move my hips on my own and his hands began to knead my firm breasts. "We made you on this exact same couch."

"And now you're going to make another, in me!" I gasped again, the naughtiness of it all thrilling me to my core.

Mom walked up and then got down between my knees, putting her face right in front of where Daddy and I were joined. "That's the plan, baby," she told me. "Now... shut up and fuck your father. It's your breeding day, after all." And, with that, she snaked out her tongue and began to lick both of our genitals lovingly, adding to the wild sensations caused by my father's cock as it sawed in and out of my wet pussy.

I took my mom's advice and just let myself relax, focusing on the video playing on the TV. The sound was kind of low, so I couldn't really hear what my younger parents were saying very clearly, but the action was getting pretty hot on the screen. Dad had Mom bent over the armchair of the sofa and was fucking her pretty forcefully. The visual stimulus coupled with the physical coupling with my own father had me on cloud nine. I pumped my hips fluidly, trying to keep pace with my on-screen father as he fucked Mom. Something about that was important to me, to keep the same steady, pounding pace. Every downstroke, I pushed my hips down as hard as I could and, each time, I felt Dad's thick, meaty cockhead ram right into my cervix. In this position, I would have to work really hard to get him actually inside my cervix, but I wouldn't complain if it happened. Actually, that would probably send me right over the edge and begin a long string of orgasms until he finally hosed my ready, fertile womb down with his potent, life-giving sperm. He probably already had gotten me pregnant, but I pretended in my mind that he hadn't yet, but he was about to.

"Mmmm," I cooed. "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck your hot, little daughter and fill her with the same seed that made her. Fuck your baby girl pregnant!"

"I'm trying to, dammit!" he rejoined, which caused Mom to giggle softly from between our thighs. "It's a miracle that I'm still hard!"

Even as I kept my hips moving, I pouted. "Don't you want to, Daddy?" I asked. "Don't you want to knock your little daughter up on her breeding day like you promised? I really, really want you to, Daddy. I want to feel your big, thick cock shooting alllll of that cream inside of me."

Mom took one, last lap of our genitals and drew back. "Well, if that's your plan, honey, this ain't the position to do it in." She chucked her thumb behind her, indicating the TV screen where her younger self was being fucked mercilessly from behind. "He's gotta get inside your cervix, just like he's doing to me there. That's how you were made, after all. Your father got his big cock as deep inside of me as he could get it and let go with the biggest load of cum he could manage."

I kept my hips in fluid motion, but looked over my shoulder at my father. "Would that help, Daddy? Would it help if we changed positions so that you could fill me up from behind like you did Mommy when you made me?"

Dad's face was red with effort, but he nodded. "Definitely," he said with a huff of near-exhaustion. "I always cum hardest when I'm doing your mother from behind."

With Mom's help, I disengaged myself from my father's long, thick shaft and leaned over the arm rest, positioned exactly like Mom had been when Dad was fucking her so many years before. "Like this, Daddy? Would it help you to impregnate me better if you fucked me like this and shot your sperm into me this way?" Normally, I wouldn't talk like that, but I knew the effect it was having on my father, playing that innocent girl voice to the hilt. "Please, Daddy. I really do want your baby inside me."

Dad didn't waste a second in getting behind me, fisting his engorged penis with wicked anticipation while Mom grabbed the camera off the tripod and got down below us so that she could film the "main event" when my father unleashed his white seed inside of their sexy, slutty girl. Once again, I felt my father's throbbing cockhead enter the depths of my yearning pussy and, within seconds, he was banging on my cervix door. Like earlier, in the kitchen, we coordinated our efforts to gain him entry into my deepest chamber and were met with success in short order. Oh, what a feeling that I hope to NEVER get tired of! Feeling my father's fat cockhead stabbing into my womb, ready to spit out its incestuous load has got to be the closest thing to Heaven that I can imagine!

Dad began to push fast and hard into me. "Ffffffffuck, I'm getting close!" he growled. "I'm gonna cum inside you, babygirl!"

"Yes!" I cried. "Do it! Cum inside me! Make me a brother or sister! Make it twins! I don't care, as long as I can have YOUR baby, Daddy! FUCK ME LIKE YOU FUCKED MOMMY!!"

From beneath us, with the camera aimed at where we were joined, Mom said, "He's about to do it, honey. His balls are hitching up, getting tight. I can see them actually drawing back, getting ready to fill you up!"

That elicited an excited moan from me and I cried out, "Whoever you are, boy or girl, I want you to know that you were made with love! I love my father and he loves me and we BOTH love you very much! Now, do it, Dad! Cum inside me! It's my breeding day and I want you to breed me!"

Dad pushed hard into me, so hard that nothing could've come between us, not even air. I felt my father's large cock get very, very rigid inside my tight, excited, pulsing pussy and then it seemed to expand just before Dad let out a huge groan of relief. Suddenly, the crown of his cock bucked and I felt him beginning to paint my womb with his life-giving seed. All day long we'd tried everything we could think of to get me pregnant and if none of it had worked before, this was almost certain to do the trick. Dad must've been close to exhaustion, but he'd found reserves none of us knew he had as the same penis that had made me erupted and bucked repeatedly, spewing its white, greasy, sperm-laden load inside me. I felt it jerk and throb several times as his hips hitched into mine, each eruption immediately followed by a loud gasp from him. After what seemed like several minutes of his cock convusling inside of my tight channel, he finally collapsed over my back, his breath hot and heavy on my neck and ear, blowing my hair away from us as he tried to recover from his exertion. Even then, though, I felt his cock continue to pulse and throb, each time more gently than the last, until it eventually stopped altogether, he having shot every last drop of sperm he could muster into his only daughter.

Mom continued filming from beneath us for a few moments, but then started to move out so that she could get a shot of our contented, fuck-tired faces. Both of us smiled up at her with dopey expressions. "Are you two okay?" she asked.

I smiled weakly, but nodded my head. "I am happy to report, Mother, that I am well and truly fucked." I craned my head back to give my father a kiss, which he eagerly received and kissed me back passionately. When our lips parted, I thanked him.

He smiled at me and I could see every ounce of the love he had for me in his eyes. "You're more than welcome, baby girl," he said with a shallow breath. "And if it doesn't take this time, I'd be more than happy to try again next month. And every month after that."

I looked at Mom, the camera still aimed at us. "Well, Mom, what do you think? Are you okay with that?"

While still holding the camera on us, Mom said, "Sweetheart, my brother and I made the most beautiful girl in the world. I can't imagine a better pairing. Your babies are probably gonna be so beautiful that we'll have to invent new words for them. So, yeah, I'm definitely okay with loaning your father to you as often as you need."

Darren

When I finished watching the video and reading Mom's story about how I came to be, I looked down and, unsurprisingly, saw that I had a raging erection. Mom wasn't pressuring me to do anything that I didn't feel prepared to do, but she'd been very clear about what she WANTED. I knew that, just down the hall, she was on her bed, naked as can be, and waiting patiently for me to come to her. To come inside of her on MY Breeding Day, to make a new member of our family, just like she and our father had done to make me.

Sometimes a man has got to keep a family tradition alive and, sometimes, that is perfectly okay.