The camping trip

6

Cindy gets some help from her mother

Cindy Macon was horny. This was not unusual. In fact she always seemed to be horny. For the past two years, ever since her breasts had started to grow, she had been horny most of the time. If it hadn't been for her brother, who helped her out with his tongue and fingers at least once a day, she probably would have been pregnant six times over. As it was, she had been able to remain a virgin in spite of the enormous pressures for a child of her obvious sensuality. The last 3 months had been the worst, as she started having regular periods. Her first one had been 6 months ago, and it had caused her to get so aroused that she had almost fucked one of the jocks who always seemed to be making lewd passes at her. If their passes hadn't been so crude, that they turned her more off than on, she probably wouldn't be a virgin right now. As it was, her brother was the only man who had ever touched her. He had showed her how to satisfy a man with her mouth and tongue, while eating her pussy with a relish that never seemed to diminish.

Only once, had the older boy ever gone any further. That time, Billy had come upon his little sister, while the little girl was pulling out her last used tampon. Billy had asked his sister if she was "on the rag", and when the little girl replied that her monthlies had just ended, the boy proceeded to eat his sister's creaming little pussy to about six screaming orgasms.

Billy had been jacking himself off all during the time he ate the little girl out. While the child was laying there, weak and spread-eagled in front of him, the boy slipped the head of his swollen penis up into his little sister's well-lubricated young slit, and proceeded to ejaculate wad after wad of hot slippery incestuous cum right up inside the defenseless little girl's unprotected young belly. The warm, sticky feeling of having her handsome big brother's slick gelatinous sperm soaking into her receptive young vagina, had caused Cindy to climax like never before.

Cindy had begged her older brother to repeat the process, but Billy had refused, insisting that he didn't want to get his little sister pregnant. He had told the girl that, if she still wanted it, to come to him when her period ended next month, and he might do it again. Cindy had been waiting for a month now, and she had been about to tell her brother that she was ready, when the episode in the school-teacher's office had occurred.

Cindy's blood was about to boil from sexual arousal, and she decided that enough was enough. Tonight, she would go to sleep as a woman, not a scared little virgin. She knew just the person to do the job, after that steamy episode yesterday. But first, she had to find out about Suzy.

Nobody was surprised, when Cindy showed up at the Fisher residence, and walked right into Suzy's bedroom without knocking.

The two girls were together so much, and Cindy slept over so often, that it almost seemed like her own home. In fact, there had been several humorous suggestions about giving the girl her own room.

Suzy was lying on the bed, finger up her slit, working her self to another orgasm. To Cindy it seemed that her cousin's little crack was shinier that she had ever seen it before.

Oblivious to her cousin's presence, Suzy mumbled to herself as she ticked her clit, and rammed a finger up her tiny snatch.

"Oooooh Daddy. Shoot your cum in me. Make a baby in me." The child's obscene mumbling turned to grunts and moans as she reached her climax. "Uhnnn. Oooh. Aaaaaahhhh!" The little girl groaned as she finally came back to reality. "Cindy!" She exclaimed in shock. "How long have you been here?"

"Long enough, cousin mine." Cindy gloated. "I guess you finally got what you wanted. Didn't you?"

"I'm not supposed to tell." Came the whispered response.

"You don't have to. Tell me, was it good?"

"Mmmmm." Was the only reply.

"I can tell. Now guess what?"

"What?" Asked Suzy all ears now.

"I'm going to do it tonight."

"No! With who?" Suzy couldn't believe it. First her, and now Cindy. It seemed like everything was turning to sex.

"Mr. Stockdale."

"No! I don't believe it." Suzy was aghast. "But he's our teacher!"

"Not any more, remember. And I know just how to get him."

Cindy sounded sure of herself, even though doubts were beginning to nag.

"Are you going to do it now?" Suzy asked.

"In a few minutes. I've got to talk to Mother first."

Cindy got to her feet. "But, I just HAD to find out about you first. Wow! You really did it. All the way? He didn't pull out?"

Suzy first nodded, then shook her head.

"Well, I hope you don't get pregnant." Cindy said as she headed out the door.

Suzy Fisher's quiet reply almost stopped her in her tracks.

"I do."

The implications of her cousins last words stirred up even more turmoil in Cindy Macon's overheated little brain. Suzy wanted to! Wow! She wondered if she'd have the nerve. Well,

"Que Sera Sera" If she did, she did. Now, to get her mother in on her plan.

Bang! The screen door slammed shut as she entered the Macon Kitchen.

"Cindy. How many times do I have to tell you…" Arlene Macon was a petite woman who looked almost as young as some of her older daughters. "What's the matter honey?" She changed directions swiftly. Her maternal instincts were strong, and her empathy was unbounded. She knew something was bothering her little girl. Cindy may not have looked like a little girl, but

Arlene knew that inside she was still a barely 11 year old child. "Mommy, You know how Billy sometimes has Marylin over for the night?"

Arlene knew what her child was referring to. It was something she had suggested to Marylin's parents, and they both agreed it was better than having the two kids making out at the drivein, and possibly getting picked up by the police.

"Yes dear. So?" She prompted.

"I want to have a boyfriend over." The statement was flat.

Arlene sucked in her breath. She knew it would have to happen someday. But Cindy was so young! She knew she couldn't let the child down now, when she obviously needed her mother's love the most.

"So, have him over." She somehow managed to get the words out without seeming strained.

"Uh Mom?" The voice was hesitant.

"Yes dear?"

"He's an older man."

"Not married I hope?" Arlene couldn't keep the edge of fear for her baby girl out of her voice.

"Mommy!, I'm not that dumb!" The little-girl voice con- tinued. "It's Mr. Stockdale."

Arlene felt so relieved she almost sat down. Of all the people she knew, the 5th-grade teacher was one of the most attractive and kindly (outside of the classroom) men she had ever met. She knew several of the young (and not-so-young) women about town had set their caps for him. It was no wonder Cindy was, to pardon the expression, "going to take a crack at him".

She sniggered to herself at her little joke.

"I see." She said to her overeager child. "And does the poor man know about this yet?"

"Uh, no Mom. That's where I needed your help." Cindy blurted.

"Why don't you pull up a chair, and tell old Arlene all about it Honey." The girl's mother picked up the ever-ready coffee pot from the stove and sat down to listen.

Cindy sighed with relief. Her mother was going to help.

For the next hour, the older woman listened to her little girl, as she poured out her story of frustrations and horniness.

She had already known about the child and her brother, but the bit about the tampon was new to her.

"You had your period this week honey?" Arlene inquired worriedly.

Cindy reassured her mother, then continued with her tale.

When she got to the part about the teacher's office and the torn panties, her mother was wiping her eyes in sympathetic laughter.

"That poor poor man!" She snickered.

Cindy didn't hold back a thing. She told her mother about

Suzy's bet, and what she thought the probable outcome was.

Finally she got down to the point. "Mom. I'm so frustrated.

Suzy's getting what she wants, though it make take a while.

Billy's getting his rocks off in Marylin almost every night.

Listening to you and dad every morning makes me want to scream.

If I don't get laid for real, I'll probably take Joe up on his offer."

Joe Jackson, (J.J. to his friends, of which there were few.) was a crude oaf of a boy in the 7th grade who was always bragging about the girls he had laid, and how he never used a rubber. His swaggering bullying manner turned off most of the girls, but

Cindy knew that a few were turned on by it. In fact, there was a rumor that more than one of his "girlfriends" had turned up preg nant, and had to get an abortion. Nobody could imagine any girl in her right mind wanting to keep his baby. A couple of times, he had slobbered at Cindy, and once he had even offered to teach both Cindy and her cousin Suzy "the Fact's of life" and "how to make a baby". The offer had so disgusted Cindy that she hadn't felt like eating that night.

Arlene smiled. She knew her daughter better than that!

Still, she obviously needed help, and knew where she wanted it from. "I'll take care of everything dear."

"Oh Mom." The sigh of relief seemed to fill the house.

"Now you get ready for your 'date' dear, and I'll take care of John Stockdale." Arlene shooed her wayward child out of the kitchen as she reached for the phone.

It seemed like eternity, even though it only took 3 rings before the click in the receiver told Arlene that someone was on the other end of the line.

"Stockdale." came the firm response.

"John, This is Arlene Macon. Yes, Cindy's mother. Are you busy tonight?"

Cindy snuck back to the hall where she could hear the one sided conversation.

"Well could you break it? Something has come up."

A pause.

"Yes I know. Cindy told me something that happened yester day after school, and I think that we should take care of the matter."

Pause.

"No, it can't be done over the phone."

Pause.

"Fine, I'll expect you at 6 O'clock for dinner."

Pause.

"Yes, for dinner. Be on time."

Pause.

"Oh, and one more thing."

Pause.

"Bring a toothbrush. You'll be spending the night."

With that there was a 'click', and Arlene turned to her gleeful child who was no longer even pretending to hide in the hall.

"Well! I bet that got his curiosity up!" Arlene smiled at her offspring. "Now to take care of your Father."

Arlene proceeded to the bedroom where her husband was reading on the bed, and shut the door.

Cindy snuck down after her, and listened intently. All she could hear were mumbles, punctuated by an occasional loud exclamation of: "She What!", "No!", "But she's just a baby!", "Who?",

"I will not!", and finally: "Ok. OK! I give up. You win!" followed by more mumbles, then giggles. Shortly, the unmistakable squeaking of bedsprings, told Cindy what was now taking place. A moment later, the door suddenly popped open, and Cindy was confronted by her naked father. He had a nice 7-inch cock, just slightly bigger than her brother's, and a gob of white sticky stuff obscenely welled from the tip.

"Well, If you're going to spy, you might as well have a good seat." He grunted as he pointed to the chair alongside the bed.

He turned the beam of his infectious smile on her to take the sting away. Cindy sat on the indicated chair with a thump.

"How. How, could you tell?" She finally got the breath to inquire.

This brought snickers from both parties on the bed.

"Watch" Instructed her Father as he got up again, and brushed by the girl on his way out of the bedroom. A sticky glob of his cum smeared the child's cheek as his cock was rubbed across it.

George Macon went outside and closed the bedroom door.

"Look" Said Arlene pointing at the bottom of the door-frame.

There was a quarter-inch strip of light at the bottom of the door. A shadow halfway across showed where the girl's father's feet blocked the light. "We could always tell." Arlene told her girl. Cindy was mortified.

"That's Ok honey. We didn't mind." The woman assured her child as her husband reentered the room and proceeded to mount his wife in full view of their astonished little girl.

Pretty soon the woman was climaxing violently on the bed.

The thought of her little girl watching made her cum fast.

George Macon, on the other hand, had already ejaculated once in the petite little woman, and wasn't ready to cum again so soon. "Come here." He motioned to the girl, sitting on the bed in front of him. "Show me what your brother has been teaching you."

Cindy eagerly complied. Taking her father's big penis in her hot little hands, she began licking the cum off the tip.

Then, swirling her tongue around a big glob of sperm that oozed up out of the piss-hole, she swabbed it all over the now thoroughly erect member and proceeded to swallow her father's cock. Up and down, up and down she sucked while moving her tongue back and forth, sticking it in the slit at the end to lap up the gobs of pre-cum that kept oozing out. She couldn't wait for her father to cum in her mouth.

"Wait. Stop!" The girl's father pulled her off his already spasming cock. "I don't want to cum yet."

Cindy stopped to lick one last glob of sperm off the tip of his prick. "I wanted you to cum." She pouted."

"In a bit. Now just lie back on the bed here."

"Huh?"

"Take off your dress Honey, lie down, and let me look at you." He amplified.

Cindy skinned her short dress off over her head, and slid her panties off in record time. Spreading her legs, she laid there, open for her father's inspection. George pulled apart the lips of his little daughter's almost hairless slit and looked inside. Slick and wet, a bubble of clear liquid started to well out of the tiny hole. His daughter was ready to fuck all right.

He envied the man who was about to take her virginity. Still, he could taste her, even if he wasn't to be the first to fuck her. He lowered his head and swabbed the little-girl-slit with his tongue. It was like a bomb went off when his tongue touched the little nubbin at the top.

"Waaaauuugh" The build-up had been too much for Cindy. She climaxed violently. The wracking spasms of her body kept pushing her crotch at her father. The man kept licking and sucking until the child slowly stopped her wild gyrations. When Cindy regained her composure she found that her father was no longer licking her slit, but instead had pushed a finger two knuckles deep into her vagina and was probing for her hymen.

George enjoyed the feeling of his child's vagina sucking and squeezing on his finger. Finally, after about 2 inches had gone in, he encountered an obstruction.

"Ow!" Said Cindy. She really was a virgin!

"Just checking." Her father said. "I don't want you to get hurt if your hymen is too tough when you get fucked tonight." He continued probing until he had assured himself that the child's virginity was not only intact, but from the feel of it, thin enough and with a slight tear in the center, no problem for a really stiff cock.

"Get fucked tonight. Her Father was going to let her. He didn't want her to get hurt." The man's words went round and round in her head. Her Father loved her! And she loved him too, she realized.

"Daddy, don't you want to…" She pointed down at his erect member, now dripping pre-cum on the carpet. "Put it inside me?" She finished.

"That's for your 'boyfriend'." Her father explained.

"Still, your mother says you and your brother…" He looked at his little girl speculatively.

Cindy nodded.

Accepting his little girl's acquiescence, George took his engorged cock and put the drooling tip right up against the en trance to his daughter's open vagina. Drops of pre-cum lubricat ed the head of his engorged weapon as he swabbed it up and down in the sensuous little girl's almost hairless slit. Each time his penis reached the entrance to the child's spasming little hole, he would push the tip of his cock in, and let a bubble of slippery fluid be injected into the receptive belly of the nubile young girl.

"George! You're going to get that little girl pregnant."

His wife admonished him.

"It's OK, Daddy." Cindy reassured him.

Ok for what? For him to cum in her, or for him to get her pregnant? George decided that whichever it was, the chance was worth it. "Here it comes, honey." He exclaimed as he pushed the head of his turgid penis into the tight ring at the entrance to his sexy young daughter's tight little vagina. There was a slight popping sensation, then he felt the muscles of his pubes cent child's vagina clasping and squeezing the head of his cock.

The sensations were exquisite. His penis, looking like a hose connecting 2 fireplugs, spasmed and sent a thick sticky glob of sperm into his diminutive offspring's clutching young belly.

Cindy loved it. After her previous orgasm, to have her own handsome father squirting his warm sticky semen inside her hungry vagina, soothed the aching in her tummy she had felt all day.

The tiny risk of pregnancy just added to the thrill. "C'mon

Daddy, Squirt some more. Let me feel your cum." She requested.

The clasping of the juvenile vagina around the tip of her parent's penis was the last straw for George. His distended cock inflated tremendously, and began sending torrents of slick greasy sperm into the swelling belly of his surprised little girl.

Squirt after squirt. Cindy was amazed at how much cum her father had for her. She felt her tiny little tunnel being stretched by the pressure of her father's squirting sperm, and still the man kept spasming, as his balls emptied themselves into the squeezing little belly of his sexy young daughter. Cindy wrapped her hot little fingers around her father's cock. Now the young girl could feel each separate bulge of her own father's potent sperm, as it worked its way up the tube on the bottom of his penis, and then expanded the head, before being injected into her distended little belly.

"Cum in me Daddy. Squirt your hot sticky Daddy-cum in

Cindy's little belly." Arlene climaxed as she heard the obscene words come from her daughters lips, while she watched her husband frantically trying to inseminate their little girl.

"Mmmmm Daddy. I like that." Cindy said as she felt her father working about an inch of his cock in and out of her tiny little slit, trying to milk the last greasy curds of hazardous baby-making sperm up into his own diminutive young daughter's virginal 11-year-old belly. Cindy reached down and grasped the base of her father's virile penis, and then with a sensuous milking motion, proceeded to strip the last lingering globs of incestuous sperm up through the tube on the bottom and into her eagerly accepting vagina. The sensations, as each last greasy curd expanded the head of the man's penis, and then exited into the welcoming young belly of his not-even-12 year old daughter, were incredible.

"It must be something about breeding your own kid." George thought, then had a touch of horror, as he realized he might have done just that. Still, knowing that his daughter had taken his sperm willingly, and wouldn't be upset, if he did get her pregnant, made George love the little girl more than he would previously have conceived. He thought he had loved his little girl before, but now he knew that it had been just a shadow of what was possible.

As the last greasy dollop of semen squirted from the head of his penis, into the clasping young vagina of his own sexy little daughter, George Macon's cock began to shrink. The head of his swollen cock was still trapped in his daughter's tight little vagina, the muscles at the entrance wouldn't let it go. The contractions of his own child's pussy, squeezing the head of his penis felt so good, he didn't want to withdraw. Still, all good things must end. "I'm going to pull out now." He warned.

"George, Wait!" The frantic cry from his wife stopped the exit of the father's cock from his offspring's belly, and he paused while Cindy continued to milk the tip of his now diminished penis with her squeezing vagina. Shortly, Arlene returned from the hall with a large towel, which she placed underneath the incestuously coupled duo.

"There! Now you won't get it all over the bed and carpet." She said, as she watched the father and daughter uncouple. As George's penis left his daughters' vagina, it was like pulling a plug. A gush of white sticky sperm came flooding out and soaking into the towel. Cindy's belly felt empty. She had loved the warm feeling of her father's slippery sperm filling her vagina, and now it was all running out.

"Oh Daddy, I wish I could keep it all inside." She moaned as the torrent subsided, and now all she felt was a slight trickle of her father's sticky cum soaking into her immature young womb.

Arlene Macon clucked, as she helped clean up the ravished vagina of her young daughter. "All I can say, is you took quite a chance young lady, especially with that man of yours, coming over for dinner. Who's baby are you going to have anyway?"

Cindy blushed beet red. "Nobody's. At least not right now.

I'm pretty safe."

"Uh Huh. Cindy, do you know what the medical term is for girls like you, who rely on the rhythm method?" Arlene asked her daughter.

"No, What."

"Mothers."

"Oh. Oh! I see what you mean. Does that mean I can't have

Mr. Stockdale 'do it' in me? I wanted to feel his cum inside me, the first time."

Arlene looked seriously at her young daughter and replied.

"Do what you must. I just want you to be aware of what might happen."

"Oh, I am Mommy, I am." Cindy shivered at the thought. She might already be pregnant. And by her own Father! Then she shivered at an even more deliciously scary thought. Tonight, she was going to try again. All night long. And with Mr. Stockdale!

"God, I hope I don't get pregnant." She shivered. The thought of having a baby was scary, but a little exciting too.

"You'll be pretty safe." Her mother reassured her. "At least for about a week. Then you'd better cool it." Arlene's advice, though somewhat at odds with her earlier statement, made sense to Cindy.

"Ok Mom." She said as she got up to take a shower. Cindy left the room stretching her naked body to work out the kinks, never noticing the large glob of sperm that dribbled out of her puffy slit, and ran obscenely down her leg. She felt so good!

She didn't realize the perfect spectacle she made of herself as a freshly fucked young girl, but her parents did.

"Wow, did you see that!" Arlene called her husband's atten tion, but he had already noticed, and his cock started to rise again, even after all the abuse it had received.

Arlene decided that she had better make use of it before it vanished, and before she was all the way to the bathroom, Cindy heard the now familiar squeaking of the bed, along with loving murmurs of: "Child-raping, daughter-fucker.", "Horny slut.",

"Incestuous pedofile", "Child-procuring Madam"… The murmurs died down, as the action got faster. There was a peak of activi ty, just before Cindy turned on the shower, and she heard the final murmurs. These were almost inaudible, but she had heard them so many times before, she could recognize them from the tone, if not the content: "I love you, Honey." "I love you too,

Dear."

Cindy finished her shower and prepared for her 'date'. She wondered how Mr. Stockdale was going to respond.