The Farmers' Daughters

The Farmers' Daughters

by Robert Lubrican

Censored Edition

Copyright 2025 Robert Lubrican

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Table of Contents

Chapters: One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Afterword

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Foreword. This book was edited to conform with the publisher's requirements and standards. All characters in this book are at least 18 years of age or older.

 

Chapter One

“Mamma?” Reggie queried.

“Hmm?” Emma was making biscuits while the bacon and eggs cooked on the stove. There would be six mouths to feed this morning, not including her own.

“How come Daddy never tucks me in bed?”

“He does. I've seen him kiss you on the forehead and wish you sweet dreams,” said Emma.

“It's not like he does with Tawny. He kisses her on the mouth. He does some other things, too, but I don't know what it is because it's dark and his back is always to me and it blocks my view of what they're doing.”

Emma paused, her hands covered with sticky dough, and looked at her younger daughter. In her hand-me-down clothes Regina was so slim and boyishly shaped that she didn't look like she was fully a woman. Tawny, her older sister, had crashed into puberty like a Mack truck into a brick wall. Her hormones had gushed and measures had to be taken to make sure she didn't get some pimply-faced boy's brat in her belly. Not yet, anyway. When the pandemic had hit, the silver lining was that suddenly, Tawny didn't have access to a multitude of boys at school, most of whom would have given their left nut to see the girl naked. Now both girls had gotten their GED, and the threat of pimply-faced boys was reduced. There were other threats, but those were acceptable risks, in Emma's opinion.

“Your sister is older than you, Sweetheart,” said Emma.

“That's not fair!” yipped Reggie. “That's what everybody always says!”

“Because it's true,” said Emma, calmly. “Do you have a roof over your head? Are you fed every day? Do you have a soft bed to sleep on every night, and blankets to keep you warm when the cold wind howls?”

“Of course I do,” groaned the teen. “But I have to work my fingers to the bone to have all that.”

“Hah!” barked her mother. “Your father almost always puts you on the tractor, which is air conditioned, I'll remind you. And during the winter time all you have to do is sit and watch as he pulls potatoes out of storage and spot the ones that aren't good enough to sell. And you only have to do that after you get home from school. As for right now, the planting is finished and there hasn't been enough time that hilling up is required. And when it comes time for that you’ll probably drive the tractor with the Lilliston cultivator on it while the rest of us lay down drip lines. We’ll be the ones working our fingers to the bone. After we run the tine weeder over everything and hill the spuds one more time, you won’t have to do anything until harvest, when Daddy will probably have you in the tractor again. So don't whine to me. We all have duties and we all share in the benefits. Sometimes I think your father is spoiling you.”

“Geez, Mom. All I asked was why Daddy doesn't tuck me in like he does to Tawny. She makes noises that make me feel itchy.”

“Itchy? Where?” asked Emma.

Her daughter flushed red.

“Never mind. I'm going to go get ready for work.”

“You're already dressed,” Emma pointed out. “What else is there for you to do?”

“I have to pee,” said the girl, who turned and rushed out of the room.

Emma knew her daughter didn't have to pee. Itchy. She said she got itchy when she heard Tawny moaning. Emma had heard the moans, too. They made her itchy, but not for Bob. When they got married they didn't know Bob would be too big for her vagina. Her pelvic bones were abnormal and it hurt her if he got all the way in her. The doctor said an operation could solve the issue, but they didn't have money for an operation. As a result, they only had sex once every couple of weeks and even then she never had an orgasm. He got in her, squirted, and then kissed her, moaning about how sorry he was that he'd been born abnormal. Emma had several adult toys Bob had gotten her; one that was slim, clear, hard plastic and another called a “rabbit” that was battery operated. That's where she found her own orgasms. She loved those orgasms and almost always had one while Bob was “tucking Tawny in.” He often took fifteen minutes to do that, and fifteen minutes with her Rabbit could garner her three orgasms, if she was especially horny.

So, Emma was pretty sure she knew where Reggie was getting itchy when she heard her sister having an orgasm, even if poor Reggie didn't know what was happening. Why did they grow up so fast? Bob had only been teaching Tawny how to be a good wife for a year, ever since she got her GED certificate. It had seemed prudent to make sure her transition to being married, if and when that actually came, would not be painful for her.

Tawny had only complained one time about being banned from dating until her parents thought she was ready. After her lessons started, she was a lot calmer during the day, too.

Was it time for Reggie to jump on that wagon?

She'd have to talk to Bob about it.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Honey, we need to talk,” said Emma.

“What about?” her husband asked.

“The girls,” she said.

“What about the girls?” he asked.

“Reggie is feeling left out. When she hears you tucking her sister in she gets horny.”

“She said that?”

“She didn't admit she gets horny, but she did say it wasn't fair that Tawny gets to do things that make her moan and you don't do the same things with her.”

Bob looked at his wife.

“You've never wanted to know what I was doing with Tawny,” he said. “After she said she wants to do wrong things with boys and you decided I needed to tuck her in at night and help her calm down, you never asked what I was doing to calm her down.”

What Bob was thinking about were all the times he “tucked Tawny in” when she wasn't in bed at all. If they were in the barn, alone, she loved to have his big prick slicing in and out of her teenage pussy, which had no problem taking his size at all. His finger had been enough for a while, and then his finger while he sucked her nipples. But then she wanted to know what the real deal felt like and he thought she'd be scared away when she saw his member.

He was wrong.

“You put that in Mamma and made me and Reggie,” she sighed.

“It's painful for your Mamma,” he said. “I don't want to hurt you.”

“I'll tell you when it hurts,” she said.

So, he slid it into her one day, up in the hay loft.

She didn't have the same affliction as her mother. He stretched her, but it was the kind of pain she said was good. She had two orgasms that day, up in the hay loft, and Bob blew his brains out through his cock as he fertilized his elder daughter.

He'd been fucking her ever since, but only when he was as sure as he could be that she wasn't in the fertile part of her cycle. He got her off every night with his fingers and mouth and she slept like a baby.

Now Reggie wanted the same thing?

“I know Tawny loves you,” said Emma. “I can see it in her eyes. So, she loves whatever it is you're doing and that's all I need to know.”

“It has been challenging to try to keep her quiet in her bed, while we both know Reggie is listening,” he said.

“Well, now Reggie can find out what the moans are about and make a few of her own,” said Emma.

“Will you tell her when I'm ready to start?” he asked.

“No. When you’re ready, just go from Tawny to her. It will be fine. She might be a little worked up, at first, but I know you can handle that. Tawny can help if Reggie is scared.”

“Okay,” he said.

“And Bob?”

“Yeah?”

“Try not to make me a grandma for a few more years.”

“You think we do that?” he gasped.

“I wash her panties,” said Emma. “I know what semen smells like, and her panties are soaked with it every so often.”

“Oh.”

“I understand,” said Emma. “You're a hot-blooded man and I can't do my wifely duties to help you.”

“Honey, you help me a lot,” he objected. He was referring to the nightly blow jobs he got.

“Yes, and I'm not a man, but I imagine there's a big difference in how a mouth feels compared to a hot pussy.”

“I love your hot pussy,” he moaned. “I just don't want to hurt you.”

“Does it hurt Tawny?”

It was silent for a long time before he answered.

“No.”

“I'm glad. I'm so glad she'll get to be a good wife. I'll feel relieved when I know Reggie is trained, too.”

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Bob was hulking over his older daughter. His big, bloated cock was pushed deep into her adolescent pussy. He was rubbing her clit with the base of his cock and she'd already had two orgasms. The big boobs she had initially hated were squashed, now, and her nipples were happy.

“Your Mamma thinks Reggie is ready to take lessons, too,” he panted.

“No! I want you all to myself!”

“Tell you what. I'll squirt a baby in your pretty belly and while you're all fat with that and don't want to even think about sex, I'll teach Reggie.”

“Daddy!” moaned the girl. “I don't want to have your baby, yet.”

“Yet? What does yet mean, Tawny?” he growled.

“It means I think I'll like dating boys, but I don't want any of them to make me a mamma. If you made me a mamma some day I'd be real happy to let that happen, just not yet.”

“I'm going to start tucking Reggie in at night, after I tuck you in,” he said.

“Okay. Now that I've thought about it, good. I like it.”

“Well, that was a quick change of mind. Why?” he asked, suspiciously.

“Because now you can fuck me on my bed. Before this we couldn't do that because of Reggie. But once she is included, then I don't have to lie on that itchy hay to get my jollies.”

“You want me to fuck you in front of your sister?”

“Once she finds out how delicious it is to get porked by that baseball bat between your legs, she'll want to be fucked while I watch, too. She won't care who sees it, as long as she gets to feel it. That's how I feel.”

“You'd let people watch me fuck you?”

“Only if it was the right people,” she said.

“Like who?”

“Oh, I guess Andie, or Uncle Chuck would be okay.”

“Andrea is pretty shy. I don't think she has done any of the things we've done.”

“You're right, but she wants to. She told me.”

“And when did this come up in conversation?” asked Bob.

“We were sorting potatoes and I saw one that looked kind of like your dick, except lots smaller. I said, 'Look! A penis!' without thinking about it first and she said it did look like one and then she wanted to know how I knew what a penis looked like. And I wanted to know how she knew what a penis looked like and so I said I'd seen yours and she said she'd seen her brother's. Somehow we got to talking about that and I found out she watches him jerk off. When she told me that I kind of admitted I let you put yours in me. And she said she wished you could put it in her, too.”

“That's hard to believe, Tawny,” said Bob. “Andrea hardly even talks to me, she's so shy. And I've known her all her life!”

“I know, but she talks to Reggie and me. We chatter like Magpies while we're sorting spuds or getting the seed potatoes ready to plant.”

“And she wants me to do to her what I do to you?”

“All I told her was that you put it in me one time so's I'd know what it was like and not want to do it with boys. She said she wished she knew what it felt like, too, and I asked her what boy she might want to do that and she said no boys, only you.”

“Well, if Reggie starts getting lessons, all my time will be taken up by you two.”

“Reggie and I could find times for you to be with Andie. I know I would and once Reggie finds out what it's like I know she'll want that for Andie, too. As much as I’d like it, I don't have to have you every single day, Daddy.”

“Well, if Reggie climbs on board, I'll have to alternate between you. One day will be yours and the next Reggie's.”

“Daddy, I know you can go more than once a day. Remember that day I said I thought Todd Wilkins was handsome and wondered what his cock looked like?”

“Yes,” he growled.

“You fucked me four times that day, and every time you said my pussy belonged to you and if Todd Wilkins wanted any pussy he could go talk to his mamma about it.” She giggled. “I loved it so much that you got jealous like that.”

“I did not get jealous. I just wanted to make sure no sperm got near any of your eggs except mine.”

“Mmmm. Are you gonna sperm me pretty soon? We have work to do.”

“Don't you sass me, girl,” he said, starting to pound her. “You sass me and I'll fuck you when you're ripe. I'll breed you like you were born to be bred if you sass me.”

“Oooo, I'm so scared. Cum in me, Daddy. Practice for when you breed me.”

That pushed his buttons and he slammed in to deliver his daddy cum as close to her young womb as he could.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“Hey, Sis,” said Chuck as he came in through the kitchen door. “You look good enough to eat, today.”

“You know, one of these days, your brother is going to hear you saying things like that and he'll beat you bloody,” said Emma.

“Not for saying you look good enough to eat,” said Chuck. “Now, if he heard me say your titties looked tasty, or I asked you if you were commando under your skirt, he might get riled up, but I don't say those things to you very often.”

“Why do you say them at all, you naughty man?”

“Because I'm his brother and he tells me everything,” said Chuck. “I know he can't service you the way a husband should service his wife. I'm just makin' myself available as a surrogate so you won't be so tense.”

“I'm not tense,” she said.

He hugged her and she stiffened up.

“See? You're all stiff.”

“That's only because my brother-in-law keeps trying to get in my panties,” she said.

“If Bob said it was okay, would you let me bed you?”

“If you ask Bob for permission to do that he'll shoot you.”

“I don't think you understand how bad he feels about hurting you during sex,” said Chuck.

“Damn that man!” she spat. “He can't keep his mouth shut!”

“Emma,” said the man, still hugging her, “he loves you and he feels guilty that he can't pleasure you without hurting you. I'm not big like him and I already offered to bed you if he ever asked me to. He didn't shoot me then. He cried.”

She looked up at him, with concern in her eyes.

“Really?”

“Tell him I told you all this. See what he says.”

“Do you have a pair of pliers in your pants?” she asked.

His hands slid to her butt and he pulled her against his boner. He rubbed her pussy with it.

“No, Ma'am. That's my tribute to your beauty. You give me a stiffy every time I look at you.”

“Julie would cut your balls off if she heard you say that,” moaned Emma.

“She knows I think you're hot. I told her the only woman in the world hotter than you is her. Then I fucked her limp. While I was doing it she said she wished you swung both ways.”

“What?!”

“She had some friends in college and they used to have muffin parties. They all liked cock, but they liked to please each other, too. She says she loves the way I suck her pussy, but only another woman knows how to do it right.”

“Fuck, Chuck,” groaned Emma, feeling his hands on her ass and his cock rubbing her pussy. “Let me go or I might do something stupid.”

He kissed her on the lips. It was the first time that had ever happened and it shocked her.

When he pulled away he said, “Ask Bob about all this. Have an honest conversation with him. It might make your life a lot brighter.”

“You must think mighty highly of what you're rubbing against me,” she panted.

“I'm not fat like Bob,” he said. “I'm average except I'm a little longer. I can tickle your tonsils while I make you squeal.”

“Let me go,” she said, as she felt her pussy spritz.

He did and stepped back to bow.

“Your wish is my command, fine lady,” he said.

“Show me your cock!” she commanded.

He blinked and stared.

“I said show me your cock, you scoundrel! Get those pants down and show me this amazing member you're so proud of.”

“You mean it?”

“You can turn around and get out, or you can show me your cock. Take your pick.”

His hands went to his belt and his jeans dropped to the tops of his boots. He wasn't wearing underwear, and he was hard. She walked over and did a circle around him, like she was inspecting a horse. He hissed as her cool hand gripped his prong. Even with her hand around him there were four inches of cock exposed.

“Does Julie gargle with mouthwash after you use this on her?”

“No,” he gasped. “She likes the taste.”

She let go and stood back.

“You can get decent again,” she said. She turned to leave and, over her shoulder, she said, “I might talk to Bob and tell him what you said. If you lied, you'll never get near my pussy again.”

“Yes, Ma'am,” he said, covering himself. “Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go jerk off so I can unload the half of beef I had out in the truck for you.”

Emma stopped and spun.

“You bastard! Why didn't you tell me you had meat for the freezer?”

“I was too busy trying to get in your panties,” he said with a grin. “Come help me get this inside so the sun doesn't thaw it.”

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“Honey?” Emma said, softly. She was still panting after Bob had eaten her and rubbed her clit until she came. He had done that for her in response to her sucking his prod until he erupted in her mouth.

“Yeah?” He sounded sleepy.

“Chuck said something to me today while he was delivering the half beef we bought from him.”

“Oh?”

“He said you told him you can't bed me like normal and that it hurts me if you try. Why did you tell him all that?”

Bob rolled over on his side and reached to rest his hand on her flat abdomen.

“We were drinking whisky,” he said. “I'm sorry. I was just feeling bad and it came out while we were getting drunk one time.”

“He also said he offered to bed me for you and that you cried. Is that true, Bob?”

“Look. I know you love me and I love you more than anything else in this world. It hurts me that I hurt you.”

“I'm just going to ask you straight out, Bob. Would you let your brother have sex with me?”

“Baby, he just said he was willing. Neither of us thought you'd like the idea.”

“Bob, just answer the question. If I said it was acceptable, would you let Chuck bed me?”

“Fuck,” he said, softly. “I just got stiff again.”

“This quick? You just left the girls half an hour ago and you still had a load for my mouth!”

“Fuck,” he groaned. “I've never lied to you and I'm not going to start now. I got hard when I thought about you and Chuck in bed.”

“Why?”

“I think I imagined you making happy sounds and you deserve to be able to make happy sounds. Hearing you make happy sounds like that would make me stiff. I know it would.”

“Well, from what he said, Julie would probably try you on for size while I tried him on for size.”

“That woman has always flirted with me. She's shameless.”

“Well, if you use that tree limb you call a cock on her, she might back off a little.”

“Okay. Let's just talk this out. What if you liked his cock and Julie liked mine? That could lead to some pretty wild card parties.”

“I don't think we'd be playing Hearts and Spades much, if we women wanted to fuck.”

“And what about the girls? What would they be doing while the orgy was going on?”

“If we played cards at our house, they could go spend time with Andrea. They're old enough to entertain themselves without burning the house down. And if we played cards there, Andie could come over here.” Emma reached to stroke Bob's cheek.

“Do you want to fuck him?” asked Bob. “I won't be mad if you do.”

“I'll just tell you this,” she said. “If I let him do this I won't use birth control. I always wanted more kids.”

“But it hurt too much to let me give them to you,” said Bob. “It's the same bloodline, but maybe nothing will happen. He hasn't gotten any babies on Julie.”

“That's because Julie wants to wait until she's sure she'll stay with him forever before she goes off birth control.”

“They've been married three years!” he said.

“She says she might go off birth control soon,” she said. “Taking care of Danny and Andrea has been enough for now. She's lucky they handled the grief of losing their mother to cancer and accepted her as a step-in mom.”

“Huh,” grunted Bob.

Emma reached for his erection. Her hand went only halfway around it.

“Bob, I know you're hot-blooded, but can you satisfy two teenage girls and a grown woman at the same time?”

“It's not two teenage girls. At least not yet,” he said. “And most grown women only want to go once. I can handle that.”

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“Ohhhhh, Daddy,” groaned Regina. Her father's thick, callused finger was sliding in and out of her young pussy. One night, after giving Tawny her orgasm, he had moved over to Reggie's bed.

“I hear you want to be tucked in like Tawny,” he said. “Is that true?”

“Well, how can I know? I don't have a clue as to what you do to her,” said the girl, who felt excited, suddenly.

“Well, one thing I do is kiss her on the lips,” said Bob.

“I think I'd like that,” she said. “I see you kiss Mamma and she loves it.”

So he kissed her, and while he kissed her he stroked her breasts, which were smaller and more firm than her sister's. Both girls had very active and sensitive nipples.

“I do this to her, too,” he said, pinching a nipple gently through her night shirt.

“Wow! It feels so different than when I do it!”

“So, you don't mind?”

“Not at all. Can you do it some more?”

So, for a week he kissed her and mauled her tender titties. She had just moved into her sister's old BB cup bra and she filled it out very nicely. Her nipples were like those of all the other women in the family. Emma's stood stiff all the time, or at least looked that way. Tawny's were usually flat, but if she thought she was going to get some loving, they got just as stiff. Now Reggie's nipples stood up to be noticed, too.

The next week he slid his hand between her legs. She clamped them shut by instinct, but spread them willingly when Bob told her to.

The very first night she got a finger in her, she was hooked.

A week later, Reggie knelt on the floor next to her sister's bed and watched as her daddy pushed a huge, long, stiff peter right up into Tawny's belly. Reggie couldn't figure out where the hell all that cock was going, but Tawny obviously loved it.

Bob didn't try to fuck Reggie. Her nineteenth birthday was two months away. He told her they could try it, then.

Meanwhile, Tawny taught her how to suck a cock.

She was instantly hooked on having Daddy's knob in her mouth. That was all she could get in her mouth, but she loved it. Then there was the added bonus of getting Daddy's semen in her mouth. It was yummy!

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Reggie's birthday party had been a success. Ten of her friends from school had come and shrieked for two hours as they played games.

After the guests were gone, Julie and Emma stood, side by side, washing up the dishes that had been used.

Julie looked sideways at her friend.

“You'll never believe what my husband told me last night,” she said to Emma.

“Who knows? It could be as crazy as that time he said extra-terrestrials landed and talked to him,” said Emma.

“He said that he and Bob talked, and they decided to swap wives.”

“Oh?”

“That's it? Just oh? Emma, he said Bob gave him permission to fuck you and you said you'd do it!”

“It wasn't quite that clear cut. We also talked about how you flirt with Bob all the time and how last New Year's Eve, when he copped a feel, you said it felt good.”

“I know,” sighed Julie. “I can't help it. Chuck tries, but he doesn't go long enough and I'm left horny for most of the time. He told me there was some problem between you and Bob and that this might help. How the fuck could that be?”

“Because Bob is as big around as this drinking glass and twice as long. There's something wrong with me that an operation could fix, but we can't afford for them to expand my pussy. The doctor says a normal penis shouldn't hurt, but Bob doesn't have a normal penis.”

“He's really this big?” Julie gripped the glass.

“If you join in this crazy scheme, you'd have to be able to take that glass in your pussy, and then push another glass like it in after the first one.”

“Fuck, I'm going to have to change my panties when I go home,” said Julie. “Would you really let Chuck make love to you?”

“Only with your permission.”

“And if I do want to try Bob out?”

“I know he'd be happy to satisfy your curiosity.”

“And what if we both liked it? What if we all liked it?”

“Then I'd say we'll all be pretty happy.”

“I was just thinking about going off of birth control,” said Julie.

“I'm not going to be on birth control if all this happens,” said Emma. “I told Bob that. If we do this, your husband could get me pregnant. And if he does, I'll keep and love that baby.”

“Wow,” sighed Julie.

“Is there some kind of birth control you can use with Bob and not use with Chuck?” asked Emma.

“Only condoms.”

“That's out then. They don't make them big enough for men like Bob … assuming there are any other men like Bob.”

“There are tons of huge dicks in porn,” said Julie.

“Yes, but the actresses in porn are probably on the pill.”

“Yeah.” Julie blinked. “I've always admired both men. I fell in love with Chuck, but I'm pretty sure I could have fallen in love with Bob, too, if the situation had been different. I never thought about having Bob's baby, though.”

“Nobody's asking you to do that. I always wanted five or six children but we couldn’t manage that. Now, maybe we can, just using Chuck's sperm instead of Bob's. You can avoid that by only letting him near you when you know it's safe. Then Chuck can make the baby when you're fertile.”

“Maybe. Do you think we should do this?”

“Do you want to? Because I'll be honest. The idea of making love with a normal penis is pretty enticing.”

“I want to try it at least once. Let's do that and then get back together to make a final decision.”

“I'm in,” said Emma.

Chapter Two

That night, when Bob went in to tuck the girls in, Tawny was sitting up on her bed, facing Reggie.

“She wants to try, tonight,” said Tawny.

“And you promised, Daddy,” said Regina.

“You be on top,” said Bob.

“And I'll coach her,” said Tawny.

Half an hour later Bob had finished with Tawny she was stroking her little sister’s back as Reggie tried to get more of her daddy's prick in her belly. She had it three quarters buried and she felt like she was stretched to the breaking point. She wouldn’t give up, though. She wanted to do what she’d seen Tawny doing, which was swallow Daddy’s cock whole.

“Okay,” she panted. “I think that's as much as I can take, right now.”

“Now, just lift off and go back down that much,” said Tawny. “It will help if you can get your feet under you and then use your leg muscles to rise and fall. If you try doing it like you are right now, he'll keep going in, deeper and deeper.”

So, while still impaled, Reggie let her sister help pull her feet up. Carefully, she rose until just the tip of Bob's cock was in her pussy.
She sighed as the pressure vanished. Then she let herself slide down. The stretching was back, but it wasn’t at all uncomfortable. Two more times of this and her vaginal walls had been stroked enough to get her almost there.

“Ooooo. I'm going to like this,” she panted.

“Now you know why I was making all those noises,” said Tawny, who was naked and frigging her pussy.

Reggie started rising and falling, more rapidly as her moans got louder.

“I'm gonna cum, Daddy,” she whined. “It feels so much better than your finger.”

“Reggie, Baby, you're too tight,” gasped Bob. “You have to get off, now.”

“No. I can cum if I keep going,” she moaned.

“If you don't get off, I'm gonna fill you up with sperms,” said Bob. “I forgot to ask. When was your last period?”

“She's safe,” said Tawny. “I checked the calendar when she said she wanted to do this.”

“Oh, fuck, good,” groaned Bob.

Just as his cock began to pump his little girl full of sperm, she squealed that she was cumming.

Bob wouldn't find out about Tawny lying for another month. The first time he came in Reggie she was ovulating. It was just by fate that she didn't catch.

Tawny confessed that if Reggie's belly got big she wouldn't want to fuck anymore and then Tawny could have Daddy all the time.

He punished her by cutting her off for a month.

And then, the first time he fucked her again, he made sure she was ovulating.

She was a little terrified, which was the whole point.

Luckily, Tawny didn't catch, either.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

“To an interesting card game,” said Chuck, raising his glass.

“I don't see any cards on the table,” said Bob.

“Honey, Chuck and I are going to go spend some time talking in the bedroom. You and Julie can use another bedroom and have your own … talk.”

Bob's eyes widened.

“You could give a guy some warning,” he rasped.

Julie walked up to him and reached to grip his bulge.

“I've wanted to see this thing for years. Tonight, I get my wish.”

“Years?” Chuck sounded wounded.

“Forget her,” said Emma. “I can't wait to see what you don't have in your pants.”

“Don't have?”

“You don't have a ten-pound salami in there … right?”

“No,” he said, with a smile. “I do have a hefty bratwurst, though.”

“Then let's go find out what that kind of brat tastes like.”

Emma pulled Bob's brother toward the master bedroom. Bob was left, staring at Julie.

“Please don't say no, Bob,” she said, softly. “I'm so horny right now I might turn into an elk.”

He blinked and his eyes dropped to her breasts. They were larger than Emma's. It seemed everything about Emma was small. Luckily, Reggie, who took after Emma, was only small in stature. Her pussy now gobbled up his prick like a starving dog attacks a steak. A month of practicing every night while Tawny was made to watch had gotten her loosened up to the point that she could almost get all of Daddy's beautiful penis in her.

“I'm not going to say no, Julie,” he said. “Wanna get naked with me?”

“I thought you'd never ask,” she yipped.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

The offspring had been given permission to go to the renovated drive in theater for the Friday Night Fright Night. This was a session of three horror flicks in a row. Since Danny, Andrea's brother, was the only one who had his own car, he drive them there.

The problem was that the movies were B grade. Maybe C grade. Possibly D grade. The kids watched the first one, but by the end they were bored.

So, they went home, meaning they went to Tawny and Reggie's house, where they thought Danny's and Andie's parents were playing cards. This meant they got home much earlier than any of the parents planned for them to.

And there was no card game going on.

The house was full of moans, though, and Tawny said, “Hey, I know what those moans sound like.”

“What?” asked Andrea, who wouldn't turn nineteen for three more months.

“Sex,” said Reggie.

“What?” Andie sounded confused.

“People in this house are having sex,” said Reggie. “Or else there are two women in here with broken bones.”

Just then Chuck's voice could clearly be heard, yelling, “I'm cumming in your sweet pussy, Emma. Squeeze me!”

“Well, that's interesting,” said Danny. He started moving toward the sounds.

“Where are you going?” hissed Andie.

“I want to see,” said Danny, simply.

“You'll get caught!” said Reggie. It was her house so she assumed she and Tawny would be the ones who got yelled at.

“So?” was his thoughtless reply. “Don't you want to see what sex is like?”

He didn't wait for an answer. The three girls crept behind him as he went to the room where the sounds were coming from. The door was wide open, because after getting her ashes hauled by Bob the first time, Julie had gotten up and pulled him to the master bedroom. They walked in to find Chuck on his back and Emma riding him at a languid pace. His head rolled when he saw movement in his peripheral vision.

“Julie!” he gasped.

Emma turned her head and, before she could react to the naked couple watching her, Julie pulled Bob to the edge of the bed.

“Emma, I don't know about you, but I'm gonna have to have this at least once a month.”

“Twice!” Emma countered.

“Okay. Three times and that's my final offer,” said Julie. She looked at her husband. “Honey? Do you want to watch while Bob fucks me? Cause I'd love to see you making Emma happy.” Her eyes went back to Emma. “He is making you happy, right?”

“We didn't marry the wrong men, but I sure am glad this is a family farm,” said Emma. “I am absolutely, positively, for sure going to get a baby from Chuck.”

“What?” gasped Chuck. Emma looked at him.

“I'm not on birth control and I want more children. Bob is afraid he'll hurt me too much, so now it's your job.”

“You're not on birth control?”

“No, Chuck.”

“But I already came in you,” he moaned.

“I know. You need to keep trying, though.”

The bed was big enough for both couples, as long as they didn't mind touching each other a little bit.

So, when the four children looked in the door, what they saw was Bob, on the far side, lying on his back while Julie frantically bounced up and down. Her breasts were wobbling and Bob was holding her waist so she didn't fall over.

On the near side Chuck was on top of Emma pounding her frantically. He said, “Can I really get you pregnant, Emma?” just as the kids looked in. Emma squealed, “Yes! Make a baby in me Chuck!” and it hit her two children like a truck. As far as Andie was concerned, her attention was on the two men, both of whom were in great shape and both of whom she thought were handsome. She couldn't see Bob's cock, but her father's penis flashing in and out of Emma made her itchy between her legs. Her hand went to the crotch of her jeans and rubbed.

Tawny and Reggie weren't affected so much by the sex going on. Both of them had been pinned to the bed like their mother currently was, and Bob had teased both of them about getting them pregnant. Now their mother was trying to get pregnant by Chuck! And then the woman riding Bob slammed down on him and groaned. She said, “I'm cumming, you big bastard. Shoot a baby in me, too!”

“Fuck,” said Danny, softly. His eyes didn't know where to land. Emma looked fantastic, with her smallish breasts making a soft landing zone for his father and her legs wrapped around him. And his step-mother looked even better. For the first time he could see the big breasts that wobbled under her shirts when she wasn't wearing a bra. He got stiff in his pants.

He had spoken in his normal voice and Andie pulled him back from the door viciously, in case one of the adults looked over. Tawny and Reggie retreated, too.

“What should we do?” whispered Andie. “If we stay here we’ll get caught!”

“Let's go to our house,” said Danny.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Four horny and excited teens gathered at Danny and Andie's house. They went to Danny's bedroom, where Danny paced while Andie and Reggie got on his bed and sat, Indian style. Tawny was so horny she wished she had her hair brush, which was what she had masturbated with before her daddy began to teach her how to be a good wife.

Then it occurred to her that there was a penis right there in the room.

“Show us your cock!” she blurted. All three of the others stared at her.

“I'm so horny I'm gonna take off my pants and rub any second,” she groaned. “Show us your cock, Danny.”

Reggie gasped, “No, Tawny, no. This is why Daddy takes care of us, to keep us from messing around with boys.”

“Danny isn't just a boy,” said Tawny. “He's family, like Daddy.”

“Your pa fucks you?” gasped Danny.

“He's teaching us how to be good wives,” said Tawny. “Now, show us your dick.”

“I can't,” he said.

“Yes, you can. Nobody's gonna tell.” Tawny looked at Andie. “That's right, isn't it, Andie?”

“I won't tell,” she said.

“She's already seen his dick,” said Reggie.

Now everybody looked at Reggie.

“We know she watches you jerk off,” said Regina.

“We do?” Tawny's voice was sharp.

“Didn't I tell you about that?” said Reggie. “Well, now you know.”

“I'm sorry, Danny,” moaned Andrea, as he looked at her. “We saw a potato that looked like a penis and I said it didn't look like yours. It just came out of me.”

“I didn't tell anybody,” said Reggie. “Your secret is safe with us.”

“Well, shit,” said Danny. “How long have you known?”

Reggie shrugged her shoulders.

“I don't know. Maybe six months?”

“Wait!” said Tawny. “Are you telling me that she stands there and watches while you beat off?”

“He says it makes him cum harder,” said Andie. “And I like it, too.”

“Do you rub while he rubs?” asked Tawny.

“No,” said Andie. “Why? Should I?”

“And you've never helped him?”

“What?” gasped both Danny and Andie at the same time.

“Well, you're having all the fun and she isn't getting anything out of it at all!” said Tawny.