Continuing the Family

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(All characters are adults and over 18 years of age. If you don’t like the fantasy idea of a loving incestuous family, including incest-pregnancy, don’t read this.)

I was just finishing up breakfast when my adult daughter Abigail came downstairs and into the dining room. After she crossed the threshold, she put her arms out, stretching the tiredness away.

“Morning Sweetie!” I said smiling, looking up and taking in her gorgeous nineteen-year-old naked body; gravity defying breasts and lithe figure; flat tummy, feminine hips and prominent pussy lips.

“Morrrrrning Daddy.” She replied yawning.

I pushed my chair out from the table and she knelt down between my legs, taking my erect cock into her mouth and sucking contentedly.

“Oh; you’re down, dear.” Her mother observed, as she walked in. My wife expressed no surprise at the nakedness of us, since she was also in the buff; nor did she regard the incestuous fellatio taking place as unusual, since it wasn’t. Not for our family. “I was just about to call you.”

Juliette sat down at the table too and ate her breakfast and disinterestedly watched our daughter give head to me. She disliked sucking cock herself, so she was glad Abigail loved doing it; it made keeping me happy, much easier.

“Abby, you’re getting almost too good at this.” I complimented, enjoying my daughter’s tongue and lip work on my cock. She smiled brightly up at me.

My wife decided to bring up a pending issue we needed to share. “Abigail, keep serving your father while we talk; we’ve got something we need to tell casino oyna you.”

Abby nodded with her mouth full.

Juliette continued “Since you’re an adult now and you didn’t make the grades for university and you haven’t found a job yet, we’ve decided on a different way for you to be useful in our house.”

Abby’s eyes looked up at me, with a flicker of worry.

I patted her on the head, “Don’t worry darling. It’s nothing arduous, not yet anyway.” The last part I added, looking at my wife who smiled knowingly.

Abby relaxed and focussed on getting her breakfast of cum. I grunted as she took me over the edge, and she bobbed up her head to suck the bulb of my cock as it squirted my semen into her mouth. My eyes were closed as I held on to the chair, enjoying the force of my orgasm.

Abby swallowed her breakfast and then cleaned up my cock. She licked her lips clean and remained on her knees. “What would you like me to do, Dad? Mum?”

I touched her cheek, feeling her delicate youthful skin. “I’m going to breed you.” I announced.

She looked at me quizzically for a second, not believing her ears. “Daddy? Seriously?!”

I nodded.

“Oh. My. God!” Abigail exclaimed, eyes wide, clapping her hands to her mouth in shock. “Really?!”

I nodded again.

She suddenly leapt up and sat astride my legs, frantically kissing my face and holding me tightly. My daughter then pulled back and exclaimed “Thank you Daddy!!! You’re really going to give me a baby? I’ve wanted one for so long! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“No dear, two.” Juliette canlı casino corrected her.

“Mum?” Abigail looked at her mother.

Juliette explained. “Two babies, darling. Your father is going to get you pregnant twice. Or twins the first time would do. We want two more children.”

“Two! Wow. Twins, yes please; I want my belly so full from Daddy’s seed!”. Abigail looked at me coyly, still sat on my lap. “Daddy, would it make you happy to see your daughter with a big fat belly; pregnant with more of your children?”

“Abby, darling; it would make me very happy.” I replied.

Suddenly she stopped hugging me and turned to her mother; “Mummy, why aren’t you getting pregnant instead? Or even too? Imagine us both pregnant at the same time with Daddy’s babies!” She gushed eagerly.

Juliette’s face was a little sad. “I would love that darling; but when I carried you, things went a bit wrong; the doctors saved you, but I couldn’t have any more children afterward. So it’s your duty now.”

“Oh, Mummy, I’m so sorry!” Abigail said tearfully, reaching over to hug her from my lap.

“It’s not your fault, Sweetie” I said firmly. “But now; to the matter in hand. I need to save my cum for your pussy, if we’re going to get you pregnant; so no more oral or anal sex for a while.”

“But Daddy!” Abigail protested.

“No buts, literally. You can suck my cock a bit before we have sex if you want, but all cum from now on needs to go in one place.”

“My pussy.” Abby agreed.

“Exactly. Anal is out too, because of the risk of infection transferring to your kaçak casino pussy once you’re carrying.” I added.

Juliette continued “And once you’re pregnant, you can do anal again, but no normal sex. Then when you’re a few months along, we’ll start fisting your little cunny, to get it nice and stretchy so your baby comes out easily.”

I suddenly realised the weight of my adult daughter on my legs was cutting off the blood supply, but I instantly forgot about that when Abby started rubbing her flat belly as if she was already swollen and pregnant; which was a very sexy sight.

“Daddy’s baby.” Our daughter said to herself. “But what about the pill?”

Juliette answered “You’ll just stop taking them. We start from now trying to get you pregnant so it’s a routine for when you can actually conceive.” Then Juliette, whom I could tell was very horny by now, changed the subject. “Darling, you’ve served Daddy this morning, what next?”

“Mummy; sorry! I forgot!” Abby replied slipping to the floor and kneeling in front of her mother who had opened her legs.

Juliette put her hands on her daughter’s head as the latter licked at her mother’s pussy, which was very wet.

“Oh dear, time’s up for me.” I announced, looking at the clock on the wall. I had to go to work now. I got up and looked at the beautiful sight of my family in sapphic incest. “When I get home tonight, Abby; we’ll make love, start breeding you.”

Abigail lifted her head up from her mother’s pussy. “Can’t wait, Daddy!”

Juliette pushed her daughter’s head back down and smiled at me. “Have a good day, Daddy!”

As I went upstairs to get dressed, I shook my head; there was no-way I could concentrate at work today; maybe I should call in sick and start breeding my daughter now . . .

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