"Oh, I've got some idea." Chucked George, looking down at his lovely young daughter's creaming little slit, that had just been squeezing the heck out of his probing finger. "Now, let's eat dinner. That'll have to hold you until your mother and I get back tonight. Think you can wait 'til then?"
Ginny nodded. After all, She'd been waiting for years, a few more hours would be easy.
Ginny was wrong. After cleaning up the dinner dishes that her parents had left to her care, the time seemed to drag forever. If she hadn't known better, she would have sworn the clock stopped running every time she wasn't looking at it. And when she did look at it, the seconds seemed to take minutes, the minutes seemed like hours. "Christ!" The little girl swore to herself. Had only an hour passed since they left. It seemed like weeks! She tried to watch television, but the shows were all so boring, compared with what was coming. The little girl jittered around the house, until she decided she'd better settle down. Being nervous wasn't making the time go faster. Maybe if she read a book.
Ginny looked through her stock of books from the library.
Somehow "The Babysitter's Club" sounded kind of asinine, when you might be making a baby yourself. Ginny decided to borrow one of her father's books. She brightened. That "Flea" book had been hot!
Shortly, Ginny was ensconced in her bedroom, nightie pulled up around her waist, as she fingered herself off while reading the erotic book. When she got to the part where the Father im pregnates his own daughter, thinking it was his neighbor-girl
Belle, Ginny forced herself to a climax. "Whhaauuuh! WhOOOoooo."
The little girl gasped as she relaxed afterwards.
Ginny felt so satisfied, she snuggled down into the thick furry bedspread. She was so relaxed, she found it hard to con tinue reading. The story continued on, about how the flea was so bored at the priest's sermon, that he went to sleep. Ginny followed suit.
Two hours later, George and Arlene returned, and found little Ginny fast asleep on her bed. The little girl made quite a picture. Just a little over 9 years old, her immature young body looked much too little for sex, but lying there, with her little fingers still stuck inside her pouting little slit, she made an erotic picture that would have had the dirty old men of the world squirting sperm all over, from just a look. Even on her own mother and father, the effect was terrific.
"Whooo. Would you look at that?" Said Arlene.
George was already looking, and it was obvious to Arlene, that he was getting aroused. "Look at what she's reading." He gasped, pointing to the book dangling from their little girl's fingers.
Arlene snickered. "I thought you were going to put that book away, where the kids couldn't find it."
"I was, but then, it seemed that the kids were all having sex anyway, so it didn't seem to matter anymore." Replied
George.
"I suppose you're right." Sighed Arlene.
The two parents decided not to wake the little girl. Arlene took the book from the child's limp fingers, and placed it care fully on the nightstand. After all, it wasn't as if the little girl didn't know what sex was all about. Carefully, George pulled the bedspread over his sleeping little girl, taking one last horny look at the child's finger stuck up in the pouting lips of her immature young vagina. Taking a last deep breath, the two parents let themselves out of the little girl's room.
"I saw you, you dirty old man. Sneaking peeks at your own little girl's snatch." Arlene's grin belied her angry words, as they got undressed.
"Yeah, who was it earlier, who told the little girl that
Daddy would take care of her sexually tonight?" Responded
George.
"Me. What's the matter big boy? Don't you think you're up to fucking your own little girl?" Arlene loved teasing her husband, and getting him hot. "Or maybe its me, that you're no longer able to service."
"Think so huh? C'mere wench!" George grabbed his wife, and began kissing her. "Did you hear what Ginny said, when you told her that I's help her out tonight?" He inquired after a short tussle.
"You mean when she said she didn't mind if you got her pregnant?" Asked Arlene. "I bet that gave you a hard-on."
"Almost made me cum in my pants, you mean." Replied George. "If we hadn't promised to help out, over at the Summers' I'd probably have fucked the kid right there on the floor, and without any rubber either."
"George! You wouldn't!" Exclaimed Arlene, pretending to be shocked.
George wasn't fooled. "Excites you, doesn't it Hon?" He asked. "Thinking of watching me impregnate that little girl. Here, why don't you pretend that you're Ginny, and Daddy's going to fuck you and try to get you pregnant?"
Arlene dropped right into the role. "Oh Daddy," She squeaked, in a high, little-girl voice. "Are you going to put that big thing in me tonight?"
Even the thought was too much for George. Hurriedly he climbed aboard the little woman, and started fucking her for all he was worth. "Oh Ginny!" He exclaimed. "Daddy's cumming in his little girl."
"Oh Daddy!, Fuck me. Knock me up Daddy!" Arlene climaxed herself, as she felt a stream of her husband's sperm enter her belly, imagining it was her father, trying to get her pregnant. It was always a pleasure and a surprise to the woman, when she felt how much sperm the man always had to squirt in her belly. Now, imagining that her father was trying to impregnate her, the stream of slippery cum pouring into her womb made the hot woman climax like never before. It was several minutes before she came down from her peak.
"Whooo, That was good." She finally said.
"Mmm Hmmm." Replied George. Even imagining getting his little girl pregnant was too much. "Do you suppose she meant it?" He asked his wife.
"Even if she did, you'd better not." Replied Arlene.
"I suppose you're right. Still, it was quite a turn-on."
Arlene had to agree, but was so relaxed after her mighty orgasm that shortly, she fell asleep.
George remained awake for a few more minutes. There was something about fucking little Ginny that was faintly disturbing, even though the little girl was already being fucked by her two older brothers, and obviously was willing. Tired, George couldn't quite put his finger on what was bothering him… something about sleeping with the little girl… eorge was asleep.
Ginny was having the old dream again. She was sleeping, next to her father, when she felt his cock growing between her legs. This part of the dream was always the same. The little girl reached down, and grabbed her father's growing penis, and slid it up against her little hole. Gooey liquid began seeping from the little slit on the end, and Ginny started smearing it all over the man's prick, making the whole thing wet and slip pery. She then tightened her legs up around her father's big cock, and began riding it like a horse. Back and forth, back and forth the big cock went between her legs. By this time, Ginny was starting to get wet herself. She began pushing her father's penis up against her tiny little hole, and using her hands to jack him off.
It was at this point, that the two endings to the dream varied. Tonight, Ginny was lucky. It was the happy ending.
As Ginny jacked her father off (in her dream) she felt his big penis suddenly grow even bigger. Hurriedly, the little girl pushed her father's suddenly spewing cock up against her little hole, and felt suddenly wet and slippery inside, as her father sent gush after gush of warm greasy sperm up inside his own little girl's receptive young belly. Ginny was proud of herself, taking her father's sperm inside her. She knew her father squirted this white stuff up inside her mother, to make a baby.
She was so happy that he'd want to do it to her also. At this point, in her dream, Ginny would usually fall asleep, with her father's potent sperm trapped inside her tight little hole.