The camping trip

7

Cindy gets an unexpected proposal

Cindy was dying. She had been playing in the sandbox, when the truck backed up and began dumping sand on her. Her legs were trapped. She couldn't feel them at all. She knew she had internal injuries, because of the pain in her belly. The pressure of the sand was crushing her. It was squashing her belly, and crushing her chest. She could barely breathe.

"Not now!" She thought. "I'm too young. I never had a chance to love a man properly. Please God! I want to live to have children. To know what love really is!" Cindy wanted to scream, but couldn't get her breath. She opened her mouth, and sand got in. The pressure got greater.

"Oh John," She thought. "I could have loved you, but I never had a chance!" Cindy opened her mouth for one final scream before the sand covered her head, and got a mouthful of hair.

"Hair? hair???! What the?" Cindy woke up, and spit out the mouthful of hair that John had inadvertently draped into her mouth. All of a sudden things began to make sense. The rumble of the sand-truck was John Stockdale's quiet snore. The slight pain in her groin was from her lost virginity.. The squashed feeling, and the inability to breathe properly were the natural results of a 200 pound man sleeping on top of a 80 pound girl. Cindy moved her legs, and was relieved to find that she could not only move, but feel with them as well. She ran her little legs along his big hairy ones, and enjoyed the feel of their naked skin rubbing together. She was going to be able to have love after all! Quietly, she said "Thank you Lord." Cindy wasn't religious, but she felt so grateful that she was alive, and had someone she could love, she had to thank someone. Cindy pushed up on her older lover. He was so heavy, she could hardly move him. John instinctively resisted the movement, and snuggled closer. He kissed the little girl on the neck, mumbled something that sounded like "Love you." and went back to snoring. The squirming pulled his semi-hard cock about an inch out of the little girl's belly, then it went back in and seated itself with his pubic hair once more rubbing against her light fuzz above, and bare slit below.

The sensation thrilled Cindy. She stopped trying to push the man off her chest, and concentrated on working her little mound against his groin, and sliding her vagina up and down around his swelling cock. She worked, and worked, but just couldn't quite get off. Eventually, she got tired, and drifted back to sleep. This time, she wrapped her arms lovingly around her sleeping lover, and dreamed of big teddy bears and thick heavy, warm covers. Eventually, she stopped dreaming entirely, and slipped into a deep dreamless sleep.

Cindy's midnight administrations had not gone completely unnoticed. John Stockdale had been sleeping, when the little girl began working herself around his cock. His drowsing brain incorporated the feel into his dreams, where he was back in his office at school, and Cindy Macon, and little Suzy Fisher were both naked, and playing with his cock. He dreamed that he had just convinced little Suzy to let him put his cock in her tiny little slit "Just to see what it feels like". He was just start ing to push his engorged penis up in the little girl's belly while Cindy cheered him on. In his dream, it felt so good as his swollen prick vanished up the tight little hole. He could feel the child's hungry little vagina squeezing on his cock, trying to coax his sperm out of his balls and into her eager young belly, where it belonged. Gradually, the dream faded into reality.

"What a wet-dream!" John thought. Amazingly, the sensations continued, even though the dream was ending. He still felt the budding little tits against his chest, and the tight squeeze of an immature young vagina sucking on his sliding cock. If he looked down, he could see a flat little belly, and an almost hairless slit stretched tightly around his now fully engorged prick. Farther up, were two of the nicest little mounds of tit flesh that a man would ever want to fondle. John came fully awake, and realized where he was. He was in bed with the sexiest little girl in the whole 5th grade class. He was spending the night in the child's own bedroom, where earlier he had taken the little girl's virginity. Now he was actually fucking the little girl while she slept. He felt the child's vagina sucking on his penis, each time he pulled out, and squeezing each time he pushed in. Mentally, it was exciting to know that he had already ejacu lated his sperm twice in the little girl's belly, and the child was already carrying his seed in her tiny little womb. Knowing the little girl wouldn't mind if he tried to get her pregnant, was too much, even for a strong-minded man like John Stockdale.

He knew he was going to try to breed the sleeping child. Care fully, he pulled his swollen cock halfway out of the sexy little girl, and then slid it all the way home, in her tight little belly. He pushed his cock up hard in the nubile young girl, and felt a little squirt of pre-cum leave his prick, and lubricate the inside of her vagina. Back and forth, back and forth, his big cock slid. There was something incredibly exciting about trying to impregnate an 11-year-old girl, while she slept, know ing she couldn't object. One more push, and John knew the time had come. He was going to do it. He was going to inseminate the sleeping child. He pushed his swollen cock all the way up in the little girl's belly, as spasm after spasm shook him. He was trying to squirt as much of his dangerous baby-making sperm, as far up inside the little girl as he could. The thrill of knowing he might father a child on the innocent young girl, was incred ible. It was naughty, and forbidden, and incredibly sexy. Even the slight pangs of conscience that might have spoiled his pleas ure, were soothed by the knowledge that Suzy had wanted him to cum in her earlier, and her parents wouldn't get mad, even if he did get the little girl pregnant.

John's ejaculations slowed to squirts, and then dribbles. He pulled his now tender cock from the clasping vagina of the sleeping child. Noticing a bubble of white welling from the little girl's puffy slit, he fumbled for a tissue, and stuck a piece in the child's little hole to act as a plug. He then flopped over on his back alongside the little girl, as the realization came to him of how much he was going to miss the girl ("Woman now." He corrected himself) when he had to go home the next day. Damn! Only one night with this incredible child, and he was already seriously considering marriage. The self revelation was astounding. He actually loved the little girl. The more he thought about it, the more certain he was. He'd have to ask her in the morning.

All of a sudden, he berated himself for an idiot. The girl was much too young. It would be at least two more years before she could get married even with her parent's consent. Besides, what kind of ego-trip was he on, to think that she'd accept. She had told him that this was just to "Pop her cherry". She'd probably laugh in his face.

This last thought, was too outrageous. John was too intelligent to delude himself with that one. Cindy was too nice a girl to laugh at a prospective suitor. He'd watched the little girl turn down Joe Jackson's crude proposal in the hall one day. She had managed to tell him no, without being sarcastic, or mean. If she could do that with a scumball like J.J., he knew she would find some way to let him down easy. Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained. He resolved to ask the child (Woman) the next day, First Thing. With that resolution, John Stockdale wrapped his arms around the sleeping child and went to sleep. It was so comfortable that the last thought he had as he drifted off to slumberland, was: "I could get used to this, very easily."

The next morning, John woke up to a hard-on. There was a warm slippery something moving up and down on his cock. After a few seconds, he recognized the sensation of a terrific blow-job.

"You don't have to do that, Honey." He told Cindy through closed eyes, enjoying the sensations of a warm wonderful mouth sucking on his rapidly expanding prick. He reached down to rub the girl's scalp while he talked. His fingers tangled in the girl's soft curly hair when he started to rub.

"Curly hair?!" His mind screamed at him. "Cindy has beautiful straight brown hair.." His eyes snapped open, as he jerked upright, and looked into the friendly eyes of Marylin Summers.

Marylin was just giving his cock one last tongue-licking suck. The amazing little girl with the big boobs was completely naked, except for a flimsy bra, tucked underneath her dangling mamaries, and a friendly grin.

"Isn't this a nice way to wake up?" Inquired Marylin. "I try to wake Billy up this way whenever I can. Makes him get all ready to fuck. I can't imagine why." This last outrageous denial was given with a smirk and a sparkle in her eye that showed that she was sharing a private joke with him.

"But. But what happened…?" John Stockdale was at a loss for words.

"To Cindy?" Marylin finished for him. "I sent her in to take care of her big brother, now that her virginity is no longer in the way. I told her that I'd take care of you, until she gets back."

"But I was going to tell her…" John's voice trailed off. This was private.

"That you loved her, and wanted her to marry you. Right?"

The pretty face smiled at him as she completed his second unfinished sentence, while keeping her hand moving up and down on his rigid cock.

"How. How did You know?" John felt his face flaming red as he asked.

"You kept mumbling about it in your sleep. When I met Cindy in the bathroom this morning, she told me about it. She sounded kind of proud, and yet confused, so I suggested that she go in and take care of her brother, while I took some of the lust out of your love, and toned it down to something a 12-year-old girl could handle." Marylin paused, then continued. "Now don't go getting all uptight. Cindy'll be back here in a few minutes. If you fuck me first, you won't be so horny and goggle-eyed when you propose. That is unless you don't like me." This last was said with a wistfulness that showed how insecure the child really was about her sexuality, in spite of her obvious charms and experience.

"Uh no. It's not that. It's just that Cindy…" John's voice trailed off again. How was he going to explain this to this amazing young girl?

"Cindy knows what I'm doing, and doesn't mind. If she did, do you think she would have left me alone in here with you?" The girl raised her eyebrows in question.

"Uh, no but…" John couldn't think of what to say.

"No buts. Now come here, and fuck me. That is, unless you don't want to." Marylin moved over on the bed, and motioned for the man to get on top of her.

John Stockdale gave up. It seemed like this house was filled with sexual conspiracies. He rolled over on top of the blond sex maniac, and grabbed her enormous mammarys. "OK." He said. "But first, I'm going to do this." With this, he started sucking on one large tit, while he massaged the other with his left hand. His right hand was not idle. He reached down between the girl's legs, and started pushing his index finger in and out of her squishy love hole.

"Oh Mr. Stockdale. How did you know that I love to have my tits sucked? Do that some more. Push your finger right up inside! Augghh!" The 16-year-old girl began to climax around his probing digit.

"I know just what horny little girls like you need. And right now, what you need is more of this!" With this statement,

John switched. He moved his mouth to the other swollen tit, and swapped hands his right hand started caressing the girl's right breast, while his left dipped into the creaming little fuzzy slot that had been sucking on his right hand.

"Oh that feels so good. Now fuck me. Please?" The plead ing of the 16-year-old sexpot was too much. John got between the girl's legs, and positioned his engorged cock in her fuzz-covered little hole

"OK Marylin, here it comes." He exclaimed as he pushed his swollen member all the way up in the girl with a rush. The man felt a tight ring surround the head of his penis, and then slip down his cock until it grabbed the base so tightly, it was almost painful. The teenager was even tighter than Cindy, and Cindy had been a virgin! The squeezing of the girl's vagina as she started to climax, trying to milk the sperm up from his balls and into her eager young belly was incredible. John knew he wasn't going to last long.

"Marylin, slow up." He cautioned the madly humping girl.

"I'm going to cum!"

"Do it." She grunted. "Cum in me. 'Want your cum in me."

"Shouldn't I pull out?" John asked. "I don't want to knock you up."

"'s OK." The oversexed teenybopper assured him. "'On the pill. Squirt your cum in my belly. Now! Unnh UnnnGh!" She suddenly grabbed him in an embrace that threatened to choke him as her pelvis went into high-gear, and her vaginal muscles spasmed so hard around his cock that he felt she might tear it off if she wasn't careful. John Stockdale's penis had had enough. It bulged dangerously, and began to spew thick sticky ropes of semen into the vagina of the climaxing teenager. Squirt after squirt. John felt like he was emptying his whole body into the belly of the orgasming young girl. Finally, his ejaculations slowed to a trickle of sperm leaking from the head of his penis into the girl's spasming hole.

"Oh God that was good!" Said Marylin, as she came down from her mighty climax. "I always wanted to fuck you. Ever since if first entered your class, I knew that one day I'd have to have you. If I'd known that it would be this good, I'd probably have raped you back then." She followed this with a little giggle as her body started to relax.

John had to agree. It had been good. Still… "Uh Marylin. Don't get hung up on me. Right now, Cindy is the girl I want." He warned.

"Oh don't be silly." She replied. "I know that! I love Billy too. That doesn't keep me from getting a little on the side." She stopped to giggle. "Or a lot, as the case may be. Billy understands, and so does Cindy. I just want you to fuck me once in a while. I'll get Cindy's permission each time, if that'll ease your conscience. OK?"

"Well, under those conditions, what can I say but OK?" John replied, as he tried to disconnect from the incredible young girl. A tight ring squeezed its way down the length of his prick, stripping one last sticky glob of sperm from the head of his cock, into the welcoming belly of the oversexed teenager with the incredible bosom. "I'll get a tissue." He said as his penis finally snapped out.

"Don't bother." Said Marylin. "Look." Sure enough, not a drop of semen leaked out of the girl's vagina, as she got up and headed for the connecting bathroom. "I can keep it inside for hours." She assured him. Her muscular control was incredible.

"Which reminds me. " She continued, as she stopped, posing naked, in the doorway. "I want you to promise me something."

"Well, that depends." Said John carefully. "What?"

"Someday, after I'm married, I might want to have a baby. Your baby. I want you to promise that you'll fuck me then, and help me get pregnant. You won't have to support the baby or anything, just help me make it."

"But what about Billy, and Cindy?" John temporized.

"Billy knows about me, and will do what I want. He's already told me that if I marry him, I could have a baby by anybody I want. He just insists that at least every other one be his. As for Cindy, I'd get her permission first. Who knows, If you two are married by that time, maybe she'll want to have one by Billy, and we'd just swap."

The thought was too incredible. "Well, OK. If you say so." He replied.

"I do say so. Promise?"

"OK, Ok. I promise." Now get your cute little ass out of here, and send Cindy back when she's finished with her brother.

Marylin wiggled her "cute" little ass back at him as she proceeded through the bathroom without stopping to drain his seed out of her vagina. She kept on going right through the connect ing door on the other side, leaving both doors open so that John could see into the other bedroom. There was part of a bed vis ible in the opposite doorway, on which John could see Cindy's torso, as it shook with regular jolts. Someone was obviously fucking the little girl, and from the sound of it, she was about to have a rousing climax.

"Oh Billy. Fuck me, Fuck me fuck me!" The obscene words spilled from the little girl's lips. "Squirt your sperm in my belly. Don't hold back. Let me feel you cum in me. Unh Un nnnh!" These last 2 grunts were forced from the child's lips, as her brother jammed his cock high up into her tight little snatch and held it there, as he ejaculated squirt after thick sticky squirt of potent seed right up inside his own little sister's belly, where it belonged.

Shortly, Cindy appeared in the doorway, the very picture of a freshly fucked young girl. Her brother's sperm was leaking out of her little slit, and dribbling down her leg, as she hurried to the stool, and began to clean herself up with tissue. She looked over at the man standing in the doorway with an embarrassed grin.

"Sorry." She said. "I just had to let him. If it wasn't for Billy, I'd probably have been out screwing half the school by now, and have been pregnant 6 times over."

John nodded his understanding, and then said. "Could we talk, privately? Please?" This last was almost a plaintive plea for understanding..

"Yes Dear." Said Cindy. She figured she knew what the conversation was going to be about.

John's heart raced. She had called him "Dear". Now, he could only hope, that the little girl knew what that term of endearment had meant to him.

Cindy finished her toilet, and reentered the room, shutting the door behind her. The young girl walked, unselfconciously naked, over to the man sitting on the bed, and cuddled up in his lap.

"Now, what was it you wanted to say." The girl said as she smiled at him with a warmth that felt like the sun coming out from behind a cloud.

At first, John was speechless, How could he tell this in credibly beautiful child how much he loved her without sounding like a boy on his first date. He decided that even that was better than looking like a dumb idiot. "Cindy." He said.

"Yes." She encouraged. The sound from her lips almost stopped his heart. It took the man several seconds to recover before he continued.

"Cindy. Do you remember what I said last night, about not expecting me to marry you?"

Cindy nodded, and said. "I meant it. You can have me as often as you want. No strings attached. If you want, I'll even let you make a baby in me. Would you like that?"

John Stockdale started to shake his head, then realized how that might be misinterpreted. He started to nod, then blushed, and finally ended up hiding his face in his hands. Why did the child have to make it so difficult?

"What's the matter? Don't you want me?" The little girl looked almost frightened.

This was too much for John. He grabbed the girl, and buried his face in the beautiful long hair that was draped over her shoulder, as he started to cry.

"It's OK." Cindy comforted him, as she as she patted him on the back. She figured if he didn't want her, she wasn't going to push him. She would learn to live with the heartache somehow.

After all, the man had never promised to love her. She was just going to have to hide her love, and act happy, even if it broke her heart to see him leave. "You don't have to say anything.

We'll just pretend this didn't happen, and you can go back home without worrying about me." Cindy couldn't resist adding. "I want you to know, that I'll always be grateful that you were my first."

John knew he had to control himself. He was about to lose the chance of his lifetime, if he let this misunderstanding continue. "No. NO! You don't understand!" He almost bellowed into the face of the beautiful young girl.. John grabbed the child by her arms and looked her square in the face. "It's not that I don't want you." He continued as her face took on a puzzled look. "The trouble is, I do want you. More than you'll ever know. I don't want to just fuck you, though you turn me on like you wouldn't believe. I want to spend my time with you. I want to wake up next to you every morning. Yes, I even want you to carry my baby. I don't know how I'm going to go back to my apartment. I won't be able to sleep without you near. I know you're much too young to appreciate this, but I love you, Dammit!, and I want to marry you!" This last statement came out as almost a shout. He looked into the eyes of the girl for his answer, dreading the thought of seeing fear, or worse yet, pity.

Cindy's face lit up like the sun. She felt like a woman who had been diagnosed with terminal cancer, and then learns that the lab had made a mistake, and it wasn't cancer after all, just a mild skin-rash. He loved her! Not only that, he wanted to marry her! Still, she controlled herself long enough to make sure she hadn't made a mistake.

"Mmm, John?" She asked.

"Yes." He breathed. His previous declaration had taken almost everything he had.

"Was that a proposal, or a proposition?" She added a smirk to lighten the question.

"Both. Will you sleep with me for now, and marry me when you can?" John held his breath for the answer.

"Wahooooo!!!!" The girl bellowed, as she grabbed him like a drowning man grabs a life-ring. "YES!, and yes!, and yes, and yes, and yes, and…" Each yes was punctuated by a resounding kiss that landed on another part of the man's anatomy. The last one landed square on John's cock. From then on, the little girl's tongue was too busy to talk, as she licked her way up his body, enjoying the salty taste of his sweat. She ran her lively little tongue into his belly button, and licked it, before pro ceeding up to his chest where she sucked on the man's nipples, and nipped at the tips with her sharp little teeth. From there she proceeded to kiss the man on his neck, and on up until she was nibbling on his ear. Her hot little breath in his ears, almost blew John's mind. The amazing child proceeded to lick all over his ear, and then she stuck her hot little tongue right inside. After doing one ear, she worked her way around his neck with loving kisses, and gave his other ear the same treatment.

"I love you." Cindy said as she finally stopped long enough to look the man square in the face. "Say you love me."

"I love youbbblp!" John's voice became garbled as Cindy mashed her soft warm little mouth down on his, and started suck ing on his tongue so he couldn't finish his reassurance.

For a long time, the two lovers kissed, then pulled apart and just looked into each other's eyes. John tried to memorize every detail of Cindy's face. The two of them were so engrossed with each other, they never noticed the gathering audience that

Cindy's war-whoops had drawn.

"I don't know how I'm going to be able to go back to my apartment. It'll be two years before you are old enough to get married, even with your parent's permission. I don't think I'll be able to sleep, not knowing that you're near." John's voice was worried, as he shivered, thinking about his lonely bachelor apartment.

"We'll work something out." The gruff voice caused the two lovers' heads to turn around so fast that John was surprised that his neck didn't snap under the strain. The whole family was looking at them. Billy and Marylin were watching from the ad joining bathroom. The girl's father and mother were standing in the doorway that Cindy had left unlocked the night before. The heads of a little boy could be seen peeking around Arlene's legs, while the curly head of a little girl peeped between her fathers.

"Is everything OK Cindy?" He asked the girl. "It sounded like you were screaming."

John was suddenly conscious of his nakedness, and the naked ness of the little girl who was sitting on his lap. If it hadn't meant that he would have to dump the girl on the floor, he would have grabbed his clothes, and dashed out of the room in embar rassment. Cindy rescued him by calmly answering her father's questions, both explicit, and implied.

"I was." She answered.. "John asked me to marry him, and I said yes." This last was almost defiant, as if she was daring her father to make something of it.

"I see. Well congratulations. Both of you." The older man sounded sincere. "As I said before, we'll work something out. C'mon you kids. Let's leave them alone. Oh, and John." This last was said a Cindy's father stuck his had back inside the door just before closing it.

"Yes?" John said, holding the girl in front of him.

"While the two of you are planning your future, you might give some thought to the fact that there are other states besides this one." This bit of information was followed by the "snick" of the lock, as the door closed behind him.

Cindy and John stared at each other open-mouthed. Of course. There were several states where a girl could marry as young as 12 with her parents permission. The two lovers fell together on the bed as they began to prepare for their future together. Shortly, there was the squeaking of bedsprings that would have announced to anyone listening, what was taking place in the little girl's bedroom, but no one was. John's final thought before he gave himself up to the charms of the beautiful young girl was: "I can see why Cindy loves her father so much. I'm beginning to love her parents, almost as much as she does." After about 20 minutes, during which John had cum twice in the beautiful young girl (Once in her belly, and once in her ass. At her insistence; Cindy said she wanted to get used to it. She explained that she was going to let him "use the back door" whenever he couldn't fuck her "for real", up the cunt, without getting a big belly.), the two lovers paused to talk some more.

"Cindy?" John loved the feel of her name on his lips.

"Mmmmm?" Cindy was feeling too good to do more than purr at the sound of her name coming from her lover's lips.

"You love your father very much, don't you?" All of a sudden, John realized how inane that sounded. "I mean more than just as a father." He expanded.

"What do you mean?" Cindy was confused.

"I mean, like your brother. You'd like to go to bed with your father, wouldn't you?" John felt he had to know.

"I suppose. I won't though, now that we're engaged." Cindy felt she owed him that honesty. "Billy either." She finished.

"Oh dear. Now I've done it." The man muttered.

"What?"

"Cindy, listen very closely. I love you." John said.

"I love you too." She replied, warmed by his words.

John was getting frustrated. How could he put this into words? He tried anyway. "Cindy, what I mean is, I love you. I don't own you. If you want to make love to somebody, even (or especially) your own father, I won't object. I just don't want you to ever have to lie to me."

John raised his finger, and put it on the lips of the little girl as she started to say something.

"Hear me out." He stopped her interruption, then continued.

"Let me finish what I'm going to say, then answer. Please?"

John continued at the girl's acquiescent nod. "I know that some people get mad, if their wife or girlfriend even looks at another man. I don't. I consider that jealousy, and I think it's the result of looking on someone else as your possession, not someone you want to be happy. I think that jealousy destroys love, not enhances it. As I said, I love you, I want you to be happy. If it would make you happy to take your father to bed, then I'll do everything I can to make it happen. The same thing goes for your brother. Just save a little for me. Please?"

John's eyes sparkled as he smiled at his own joke, and continued. "As your husband, I do expect you to carry my children but," He paused for breath.

Cindy interrupted. "I'd like that!" She said with a gig gle.

Waving the girl to silence, he continued. "As I was saying, but they don't all have to be mine, if you don't want. Marylin was telling me this morning that Billy told her that she could have every other child by someone else, if she wanted. If your brother can be that generous to his future wife, I don't see why

I can't with mine."

Cindy gazed at the man with stars in her eyes. "You mean?"

She could barely breathe the question.

"I mean, that after you have at least 2 of my kids, that if you want to have a baby by your father, or by your big brother, or even one by each, I won't object. Of course, the next one after that, would be mine." He added as an afterthought.

Cindy couldn't believe her luck. She knew she had been getting the handsomest, smartest, most eligible man in town for a prospective husband, but she hadn't realized how much she had been prepared to give up to get him. Now to find out that she wouldn't have to give up anything, that she could have it all, thanks to this wonderful man… Her little heart almost melted in gratitude. She proceeded to thank him the best way she could, by grabbing him, hugging him, and trying to show just how much she loved him. In the back of her mind, she swore that he would never lose by his generous offer. She would make it up to him somehow. A germ of an idea started to grow in her head as she snuggled up to him. John's cock had received too much use, it wouldn't rise any more that morning if all the young female students in his class had tripped into the room and performed a striptease in front of him. Still it was pleasant to cuddle up naked next to a beautiful young, willing female whom, he felt, loved him almost as much as he loved her.

"Cindy?" John asked after a suitable period.

"Yes Dear?" Cindy muttered into his neck, as she nuzzled his earlobe.

"Can I ask a favor?"

"Nnnn?" Cindy bit at his earlobe. As if he had to ask. If John had asked her to jump in a pot of boiling acid, she probably would have obliged at the moment.

"If you fuck your father, can I watch?"

That got Cindy's attention. "Why you dirty old man!" Her eyes gleamed with mischief. "We'd have to get his permission."

"Your mother's too."

That thought hadn't occurred to Cindy. "You're probably right." She said.

"I know I'm right." John continued. "And, now that I think about it, that's probably the best approach. Your mother would probably understand, and she could convince your father. I think

I'm beginning to love your mother almost as much as you do." Cindy smiled. Her smile filled the room like the sun on a warm spring day. The idea that had been growing in the back of her mind had just ripened into full fruition. Cindy had just figured out how to thank this incredible man for his generosity.

"John?" Cindy inquired.

"Yes Cindy?" John rolled the girl's name around on his tongue.

"When's your birthday?"

"September 4th. Why?"

"Just thinking. That's Labor Day, isn't it?"

"'Day before. Why?" He inquired again.

"I was just thinking about what to get you for your birthday. I think I'll surprise you."

"Whatever you say." John went back to the enjoyable task of running his big hands over every inch of this incredibly beautiful young child's body. He was trying to memorize every square inch of the little girl's body by feel.

About an hour later, the murmurs in the little girl's bedroom were interrupted by a cheerful "Breakfast in 5 minutes!" that obviously came from Cindy's younger sister.

John reluctantly untangled himself from the arms of his young fiancee. As he reached for his clothes, Cindy interrupted him.

"Just your underpants, John." She said. "Breakfast is very informal.

John shrugged, and resisted the impulse to dress anyway.

After last night, he'd believe anything about this family… Well, almost anything. If Cindy had informed him that the whole family went nude all the time, it wouldn't have surprised him now. (In fact, that was not far from the truth.)

Cindy followed her own advice, and slipped on a lacy pair of panties that hid nothing, and the baby-doll that she had worn the night before. She didn't bother to cover her plump little breasts. John got the distinct feeling that she had worn the bikini-top the previous night just to keep from shocking him.

When the two lovers reached the breakfast table, breakfast was already in progress. Waffles were being served on a first come/first-served basis from the waffle-iron. (No frozen waffles for this family.) There was a huge pot of coffee, and bacon by the bushel-basket.

As John settled himself in to his seat, he was glad he had resisted his impulse to "dress decent" for breakfast. He would have felt as out of place, as a man in top-hat and tails in a nudist colony. Cindy's father was wearing nothing but a pair of underpants and an enormous fur-rug on his chest and arms. He didn't seem to be the least bit embarrassed about dressing that way, so John felt right at home. Cindy's mother was wearing a blue baby-doll nightie that, while you couldn't see through it, didn't hide anything, as the front buttons were missing, and John could see occasional glimpses of a beautiful set of firm breasts and a smooth flat belly. He didn't even have to try to see the black "vee" that covered the older woman's mature vagina as the tiny little baby-doll didn't quite reach that far down.

Cindy's two younger siblings were unabashedly naked. The two children were arguing over who got the next waffle, when their mother settled the matter (temporarily) by dividing it between Cindy and John. John settled down to enjoy the food and good companionship.

As they started to eat, George waved a forkful of waffles at the two lovers. "I have a couple of suggestions, If you two don't mind." He said.

Cindy and John looked at each other and nodded agreement.

Whatever Cindy's father wanted was fine with both of them. They figured that if he didn't help, their relationship was in trouble anyway.

"Now, first off, you like teaching, don't you John?"

John nodded his acquiescence.

"Well, I've been thinking. If you two get married next year, or if anyone finds out that you are even dating, you might have trouble holding onto your job."

"Yessir, I know." Said John. "Cindy and I figured that I would just have to get another job. One that isn't so sensitive.

We'd also have to move someplace where people didn't know us."

George finished swallowing a bite of waffle, cut another chunk, speared it with the fork, and brandished the waffle-filled fork like a wand. "I have another suggestion." He said. "John,

How much do you pay for that apartment of yours?"

John explained that he got the apartment under a special arrangement with the school for only a small deduction from his pay. Heating and utilities were extra.

"Well," George inquired. "Would you be willing to pay about 20 per-cent more if you could live with Cindy, and nobody would think anything funny was going on?"

"Sure, But I don't see…" John's voice trailed off as he decided to wait and let Cindy's father explain.

"What I've got in mind is this: As you can see, this is a big house." Everybody nodded as he continued. "I've been think ing, that we could convert one of the garages into a small apart ment, and rent it out… to a friend. If you see what I mean."

"Wow Daddy, what an awesome idea." Cindy breathed.

"Well to continue, If I did this, advertised the place, then rented it out to you, nobody would think anything if you moved in here. Especially if you could explain that your overall bill was smaller here because we covered the heating and utility bills in your rent. The nifty thing is, Cindy's room is right next to the garage, and we could cut a door from Cindy's closet, right into the new apartment, so that they shared a closet. You'd hang your clothes at one end, Cindy'd hang hers at the other, and nobody would ever have to know they were connected. Cindy could go into her room, lock the door and nobody would ever have any idea that she was sleeping with you. Next year, you two could go and have a private little wedding just in case. Later, when Cindy turned 17 or 18, you two could have a big fancy public wedding, and nobody would be the wiser. What do you think?" George inquired, proud of himself for coming up with what he thought was quite a nifty solution.

John looked at Cindy. Cindy looked back at John. John inclined his head. Cindy said. "It sounds wonderful Daddy. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you." With the third "Thank you." Cindy had landed on her father's lap, and was covering him with kisses.

George kissed his daughter back, and suddenly became aware of how much delectable female he had in his lap. His cock started to rise, stretching the material of his shorts until it threatened to burst out the hole in the front. "Uh Cindy, you'd better stop. You don't want to get your poor old father all excited you know."

"Oh don't be silly Daddy." Said Cindy as she started kissing him in earnest now, trying to insinuate her slippery little tongue in his mouth.

"Dear, your fiancee is watching." Said Arlene, as she tried to rescue her husband from this embarrassing situation.

"Uh, Mrs. Macon?" Inquired John.

"Arlene. Please." Replied Arlene.

"Arlene. There's a favor Cindy and I wish to ask of you and your husband." Said John, ignoring Cindy, as she continued to kiss her father, and began rubbing her developing breasts against her father's.

"What is it?" Asked Arlene. "Does it have anything to do with this?"

John caught Cindy's eyes, she nodded, and he continued.

"Yes it does." He looked around, saw that the younger children had left the room, and continued. "Cindy wants to fuck her father." He figured the best way to say it was the bald statement. "I told her it was OK with me."

"But?" Arlene could tell there was more.

"But we need your permission, and I told her that I'd like to watch."

"You're sure about this?" A lot was implied in Arlene's question.

"I love Cindy." John made the statement as if it explained everything. By his lights, it did.

"Well, it's OK by me, if that's what you two want. You'll have to ask him though. I'm not going to."

George had been following the conversation despite the distraction of his nubile young daughter squirming her half-naked little body on his swollen cock. "Are you sure that's what you want?" He asked each of them in turn.

John gravely nodded.

Cindy was much more ebullient. "Oh yes. Please Daddy?"

After living with Arlene, George Macon had learned that when a woman decides she's gonna, she's gonna. "OK honey, if that's what you really want, how can I refuse?" He asked, not expecting an answer. "Do you think you can wait until after lunch? I've got some calls to make if we want to get this garage-conversion done by next week."

"Oh yes Daddy! Thank you. Thank you." Cindy resumed her kissing.

This time, George did not resist when Cindy stuck her lively little tongue in his mouth. He kissed her back, sucking on her tongue, and running his hand up and down her back, underneath the thin nightie. "Later Dear." He cautioned his exuberant off spring. "You keep this up, and I'll be cumming in my underpants, not in you."

Cindy eased up, stuck her tongue out at her father, and went back to sit on John Stockdale's lap. "Well," She pouted. "I'll just have to wait I guess. In the meantime, I'm sure John won't be so mean, and turn me down." This was followed by a beam of a smile at her father that let him know that she wasn't really mad.

Shortly, Cindy and John went back to the little girl's bedroom, for as Cindy said jokingly. "Something 'big' has come up, and John and I want to get it straight between us." She giggled as John continued the joke. "Yes, but I'm sure that if we work together, Cindy and I can work it out. I'm sure that everything will work out in the end." The two lovers were almost cracking up by the time they reached Cindy's bedroom, and shut the door.