Bred by My Daddy with Mommy's Help by Lindsey Purl
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Young Kaitlyn is sure that her first summer home from college with her adoptive parents will be a boring one. But things turn dirty quickly when she catches her parents having sex--and talking about her while they do it. Could her high school fantasies about fucking her father finally be coming true? Or will their price of wanting another child be too much to bear?

Warning: this 5800-word erotic story contains an innocent teen with not-so-innocent urges for her daddy, two loving parents in need of a womb to impregnate, voyeurism, female masturbation, reluctant breeding, and the hottest family menage you'll ever read. Adults only!


Over that following week, the whole atmosphere of the house changed.  It was hard to say exactly what was different, but our interactions were both more awkward and more charged with tension.  Of course, they didn't know that I had overheard them that night.  But I could tell that they were sizing me up, viewing me as breeding material in addition to a daughter.  Fertile, young, and hornier than ever.  My dad's eyes lingered on my legs or perky chest far longer than normal, and I caught him staring when he thought I wasn't paying attention.

Not that I made it easy on him.  I had started dressing especially slutty, wearing short skirts and tight little tank tops with no bra underneath.  I had no idea how this was going to play out, but I tried to speed it along with the small things that even a young, inexperienced girl like me knows how to do.  I bent over a lot around him, wiggled my hips, and over all probably made a fool out of myself.  If he minded my obvious inexperience, it certainly didn't show.  More than once I caught a large bulge in his pants when he was around me.  God how I wanted that inside me now!

My mom was far more obvious about it than my daddy.  She touched me a lot more while talking or just walking past--apparently innocent touches that I may not have thought anything about had I not known what was going on behind the scenes.  She also talked with me about subjects we had never really discussed: boys at school, my thoughts for the future, how nice that tiny little skirt I was wearing today looked--you know, the one that barely covers my round ass.

I just wanted to scream, Yes, I want daddy to fuck me!  Right now, right here on the kitchen table!  But I was afraid of ruining the moment.  What if it was all just some filthy fantasy of theirs?  Maybe they just talked about this dirty stuff all the time but never intended to actually do it.  I mean, planning to impregnate your own daughter--people didn't actually do that sort of thing...did they?

There were several more nights where I snuck down the hall and watched them fucking again.  I came each time as I watched my daddy's cock sliding in and out of my mom.  Each time they talked about me, too.  About fucking me, about coming inside me, and--above all--about impregnating me.  It had only taken a few days for it to become a fantasy of mine, as well, and hearing my mommy describe it in every lurid detail always sent me over the edge in no time.  I began to see what she saw in that thick flow of white cum from my daddy's cock.  I wanted it inside me.

I wanted my daddy to make me pregnant.  And, strangely, I wanted my mommy there to help.

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Published October 4, 2012 by Lindsey Purl. 19 pages
Genres: Erotica, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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