The descendants of the daughters

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I just woke up early this morning. Lying in bed, I smiled. It felt so good. Sleeping on my chest was my sixth-generation daughter, Tina. Her firm nipples pressed against me. Her legs were wrapped around me. Her inner thighs were still covered in my semen.

　　Her arm was on my stomach, gripping my penis. I glanced at my wife, Sarah, lying on the other side. She was fully awake and smiling at me!
　　I'm ninety-nine years old and still enjoying sex. My daughter just turned thirteen and had a wonderful time with everyone. Hopefully, she's pregnant, but we'll keep fucking her until her period stops.

　　I want to live to be a hundred so I can hold my seventh-generation daughter in my arms. That will be my great-great-great-great-granddaughter.
　　It all started on a summer day in the twentieth century. I grew up in an Old Western farm community. Sarah lived next door to me. I was a few years older than her, but I loved her very much, though she wasn't interested in me.
　　I wasn't invited to her thirteenth birthday prom. So I ran to the junkyard and vented my frustration by shooting rats with a slingshot. When I got there, I found a bunch of empty bottles. I figured the bottles would be easier to hit than rats, so I used them as targets. Just

　　as I was about to pick one up, I saw a label that said "Glaufenuron" (anesthetic), and there was a little liquid left at the bottom. I had an idea. I'd teach her a lesson for not inviting me to her prom!

　　I rushed home and put my plan into action. I took a rag from the cupboard and a bundle of rope from the storeroom. Around midnight, I got up, took a burlap sack containing the rope, rag, and other items, slipped out the window, climbed down a tree, crossed the fence, climbed the trellis full of morning glories, and entered Sarah's room through the window.

　　I poured some glafenuron on the rag and covered her face until I was sure she was unconscious. I took the rope from the burlap sack and tied her tightly to the bed. I took out a knife and cut her nightgown. Then I cut a piece from the nightgown to gag her. I cut another piece to blindfold her, so that when she woke up, she wouldn't know who I was and wouldn't cause me any trouble.

　　She lay there, naked, letting me look at her and caress her. I gently touched her small breasts with my fingers, and when her nipples hardened, I tried to drink milk from them. Of course, I was only fifteen then; how would I know?

　　Anyway, back to the story, I placed my hand on her tender vulva, feeling the soft pubic hair. It was short and soft, barely worthy of being called 'hair,' like fine sand on the beach. I found her clitoris on her vulva and rubbed it for a while.

　　She must have enjoyed my touch, because she arched her vulva upwards to meet my fingers. I guessed she was slowly waking up under my touch. I brought my head close to her vulva and inserted my fingers inside.
　　God, it was so tight and wet that it excited me immensely. I inserted my fingers a little deeper, but something blocked them. I figured her vagina would be deeper when she grew up!
　　I decided not to wait any longer because my penis was so hard it hurt. I took off my pajamas and crawled between her legs. I squeezed my penis into her tender vagina and started thrusting. It went in a little, but I was blocked.
　　I knew what to do next because I'd seen dogs having sex. I knew I had to start thrusting with my penis. So I started thrusting, wow, it felt so good, but I was too excited and thrusting very hard, my entire penis went in.

　　She suddenly woke up because of this and tried to get up, but she couldn't because I had tied her up very tightly. I continued to fuck her because it felt so good, my penis and testicles were a little sore, and then I started ejaculating inside Sarah.

　　She kept trying to break free. I figured her dad would come up to see why it was so noisy, so I pulled out my penis, squeezed out all the semen, put my pajamas in a burlap sack, and retreated naked back to my bedroom to hide.

　　When I got back, I immediately put on my pajamas, hid the burlap sack behind the wardrobe, and snuggled under the covers. I couldn't sleep; it had been so exciting, but I was also a little scared. A few minutes later, the light in Sarah's room came on, and a little while later, the police arrived.

　　About an hour later, the light went out, the police left, and everything returned to calm. I thought I was safe. I brought the finger I had just inserted into Sarah's vagina to my nose, savoring the taste of her vulva again. It tasted amazing. After licking my finger clean, I fell asleep soon after.

　　Sarah became pregnant after that rape. The murderer was never caught. I volunteered to marry her so the child would have a father. Everyone said I was too young to get married, but I insisted. So I married Sarah when I was sixteen, and then my first daughter, Annie, was born.

　　After the baby was born, we stopped living with Sarah's relatives; her parents gave us their eighty-acre farm, which belonged to Sarah's grandparents. The farm was a mile outside the city. I didn't like farming, so I rented it out, but we lived in the farmhouse. I worked at Sarah's father's hardware store to support the family.

　　When Annie was thirteen, after work, we threw her a birthday dance. Since it was Saturday, she could sleep in until the next morning. Sarah helped out at her father's store because a female employee was on maternity leave. Sarah went home at noon to prepare for the birthday dance.

　　When she got home, she looked through the living room window and saw Annie lying on the sofa, wearing only her underwear. A boy was suckling her breast, and she was giving another boy oral sex. Needless to say, the boys were sent home. However, if we didn't invite enough people, we couldn't have the ball, but we decided to stop immediately.

　　Anne was sent to bed right after the ball. I sat down and talked to my wife about Anne. Sarah said the only way to calm her down and save her reputation was to get her pregnant.
　　I was shocked and asked my wife if that would work. And who would we get? Who could keep quiet after we were done with her?
　　She looked at me and said firmly that only I could get her pregnant. I thought that was fine, but I said that once we started, I would continue if necessary. She said we would raise Anne's child as our own, as if she had never been pregnant and that there would be another child in the family. We talked for a while longer and decided it was best to start now, before Anne caused any trouble.

　　We went upstairs. We opened the door, turned on the light, and went into Anne's room. Anne was stroking her itchy vulva under her robe.
　　She sat up abruptly, angrily demanding to know why we'd entered her room without knocking. Her mother grabbed her hands and pulled them back, placing them on the headboard.
　　Sarah told me to get the knife (some might doubt it, but yes, it's the same knife. I think my knife is quite lucky; I always use it at girls' "balls") and cut open her nightgown.
　　Anne began to scream and struggle. Sarah told me to hurry and remove Anne's nightgown, cutting it into strips so we could tie her hands to the headboard. After tying her hands,
　　Sarah told Anne to quiet down or she'd gag her. She said we lived far from town anyway, so no one would hear her screaming, though the sound would hurt her ears.
　　Sarah said that since it was her idea, she wanted to "warm up" Annie for me first. She immediately climbed onto the bed and lay down next to our daughter. She began to suckle and gently bite Annie's nipples.
　　She put her hands between our daughter's thighs and began to play with her tender vulva, inserting her fingers in and out of her vagina. Sarah looked at me and smiled, saying that it was good we came quickly because she was still a virgin.
　　Sarah continued to play with Annie's nipples and vulva for about half an hour. Annie had already orgasmed many times and was in a state of almost continuous orgasm. Sarah looked at me and said that Annie was ready and wanted me to get on the bed and fuck her.

　　Was I ready? Just watching the two of them play with each other almost made me ejaculate several times. So I climbed onto the bed and moved between my daughter Annie's legs. I put my rock-hard cock into her tender vulva and started fucking.

　　I encountered resistance after inserting about two inches. I thought I was really lucky. I pulled my entire penis out, took a deep breath, and then thrust it deep into Annie's vagina.
　　Her hymen burst with a "pop," but no one noticed. I ejaculated almost immediately, shooting a large amount of thick, white semen into Annie's tender vagina.
　　After resting for about half an hour, we started again. Sarah licked Annie for fifteen minutes first. This almost drove Annie crazy. She begged me to fuck her and untie her hands, which we did.
　　This time I fucked for almost an hour, but I held back a lot to avoid ejaculating too quickly. When I finally ejaculated, we both let out cries of pleasure.
　　Sarah and I tied Annie's hands to the side of the bed so she couldn't get up to clean herself. Since we both wanted Annie to get pregnant, we thought it would be better to leave the semen inside her vagina. It worked; nine months later, Lisa was born.

　　Sarah said we should have a ball like this every time our daughter turns thirteen. So we decided to do it.
　　Every thirteen years, I have another daughter. My other daughters are Tammy, Joan, Wendy, and Tina. My wife and I raised Anne, Lisa, and Tammy as our own.
　　Tammy still lives with us and raises Joan, Wendy, and Tina, and may also raise her next daughter.
　　Anne has red curly hair. Lisa has red wavy hair. The other daughters have brown wavy hair. In fact, the last three daughters look very similar; if they were the same age, they might be mistaken for triplets.

　　All the daughters, except Tina, are married and have children. Sarah and I have many grandchildren from various generations of our daughters who help us run our businesses. We are very happy with our lives, even though we are getting older and slower.

　　Last night was a very special "birthday party" for any of our daughters.
　　After blowing out the candles, eating the cake, and opening presents, Tina was put to bed.
　　An hour later, Sarah, all my daughters, and I went upstairs to Lisa's bedroom.
　　We went into Tina's bedroom. Good heavens, we were startled—no one was there. Then we heard Lisa screaming coming from her grandparents' room.
　　We rushed to that room and saw Tina sitting on our bed, smiling, naked. She said she was wondering why we hadn't come for so long because she was all ready.
　　I don't know who told her that, or how she knew, but she really was 'ready.' No, I don't think I want to tell you now.
　　I'll tell you this story another day.

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