Unknown - Daughter in Heat

"Daddy, I can't honor her by ratting on her, so forget it. Like I said, just look around."

"I already found them, Heather."

"Well, there you go. She has nothing on you and you earn all the money. Now, she has to be a good girl or you won't share me, will you?"

"Heather, why do I get the sneaking suspicion that you're playing games with us?"

"I don't know. Why do you think that?"

"For one, you're trying to get my soft dick up your snatch."

"Christians get horny, too.

We're not perfect. We don't have to be perfect, just saved. I'm already saved, three times saved. I'm now working on celestial jewels for my celestial crown.

I'm not much into jewels. Fuck crowns, I need hard cocks; fuck sparkling jewels, I need glistening sperm. I want my daddy's glistening sperm deep in my holy cunt.

I want my father's sperm to create an incestuous bastard in my fucking womb."

"God damn, Heather!"

"Ah, now we're getting hard… ummm, yes, oh boy are you ever hard! Oh, you nasty daddy.

You want to get your own daughter pregnant with your baby, don't you? Oh, you wicked, wicked man, you."

"Heather, you little bitch!"

"That's horny little bitch, and this horny little bitch is horniest for her father's cock.

You're fucked, Daddy. You love this tight, young pussy I have between my legs.

You have to have it, don't you? Well, I have news for you. This pussy owns your cock and your cock can't satisfy the demands of this one pussy much less take on the job of getting your secretary pregnant. You're going to have to hire a stud for that job. I'm staking my claim on every sperm cell you can produce, and with school out, I can get on a bus and visit you in your office any time I want. I'd like to see you resist me in a short skirt and no panties with my cute titties showing, me standing there all cute and sexy with a finger in my pussy, going, 'Daddy, I'm horny.' You can't and you know it."

"Oh, god, you little she devil.

I'm cumming, Heather. Oh fuck, I don't believe it. Eight times in one fucking night. You're already killing me."

Heather, laughing, rode up and down on the weakly dribbling cock. It wasn't much of an ejaculation but sperm was sperm. She milked his cock with her pussy but his dick became soft very quickly and fell out unexpectedly.

Heather rolled off and to her side.

She fondled the limp wet dick, saying, "Poor little guy.

He looks all fucked out, Daddy."

"He was all fucked out at eight this evening after three orgasms. This was number eight."

"I wouldn't brag about it.

You hardly gave me a teaspoonful of sperm, and I'll bet it was mostly fluid.

That last pathetic load must have had a two digit sperm count. I need a lot more than that to conceive an incestuous bastard."

"You want that, huh?"

"Don't you? The idea sure makes your dick hard. Wouldn't I look cute ballooned out to here with your baby growing in my womb, my titties out to here, bursting with mother's milk, waddling around the house in the nude going, 'Mommy, look what Daddy did to me. I can hardly walk and I can't reach my pussy to masturbate; besides, there's no room in there for my dildo. Daddy's bastard is taking up all the room. Would you please eat me out and make me cum, please, pretty please!' "

"You do go on, don't you, Madam Fantasy?"

Heather laughed, "It could happen. The question is, do you want it to happen.

I'm willing.

I'd love to bear your bastard. The problem is, it won't happen with you, not with every Tom, Dick, and Harry dumping his sperm in my baby factory. If Mom has her way, that's what'll happen starting Thursday with the painting crew.

You need to be able to decide whose sperm gets to the factory if you want to be the daddy or decide who gets to be the daddy. If it would turn you on more to see me nursing a black bastard while I masturbate, you still need that control."

"You want me to win the fight, is that what this is about?"

"I don't care who wins, but I would prefer you two share your sex slave. You should both have to compromise to get the things you want. I'm staying out of it.

I'm only thinking of Jesus and the Celestial Kingdom and my paltry little crown with no jewels on it. You two can fight over my body and what's done with it. I should say, you three. Like it or not, you're in a three-way marriage with Sarah. You'll have to divide me up three ways, four counting me. I get one day."

"So that's what this is all about. What have you got going with Grandma and Grandpa Goldstein?"

"It's not Goldstein. They're Jenny's parents, and I'm not telling, but you can bet your sweet ass I won't be earning any jewels in their church."

"You little slut."

"Smile when you say that, podner."

The bedroom door flew open and Sue's voice mocked, "Well, now, isn't this a pretty sight."

Sarah was with her and marched to the foot of the bed to peer between Heather's legs. She said, "They aren't fucking, now, but they did fuck. Look for yourself, Sue."

"I don't need to." Sue tossed a paper bag on Jack's chest and said, "Put those on the bitch."

Jack set Heather to the side and sat up, saying, "We have to talk, Sue."

"We'll talk later. I said put those on the bitch. Put them on or else."

"Can it, Sue. Heather, go to your room and wait there."

Sue looked from Jack to Sarah then to Heather as she brushed by her and the huge mutt she had on a leash. In passing, Heather patted the dog's head which was tit-high on her, saying, "Nice horsie."

They watched her cute little leaky butt walk away with a sexy sway in her step, a sexy confident sway. Sue looked to Jack once the little cream tart was out of sight. She said, "You blew it, didn't you? God damnit, I knew I couldn't leave you alone. $69.95 shot in the ass!"

"I didn't blow it, and since when did you care about blowing my money? Your daughter blew it.

She has her own agenda, and she threatened to call 911 if we ever place a chastity device of any kind on her vaginal playground."

Sarah sat on the edge of the bed looking deeply concerned, saying, "I am out of this as of right now, Sue. You promised me this would never happen with Heather."

"Relax. Let me get to the bottom of this. Jack, start from the very beginning and don't leave anything out."

Sue sat on the bed and Jack brought them current leaving nothing out. Sue smiled and said, "Well, it seems my little darling does have her own agenda, but as long as we play her game, we can still play ours. She wants one day, but she's giving us six. She wants to be divvied up four ways.

Well, let's divvy. Jack, she wants your baby or the baby of the man you designate, so her womb is yours. That goes without saying.

Agreed?"

"Okay, her womb is mine. What do you want?"

"I want a bitch for my kennel and a whore for my friends. Meet Bowser. He's a fucker and a half, Jack. He was on death row. We had to get him before they gassed him. He'll just have to be a house dog until the kennel gets built."

"Fine. You have your bitch/whore.

Sarah, what do you want?"

"I don't want any part of her.

All I want to do is watch and only if it is totally safe and completely confidential. I won't take chances, not here in Dallas. I can't."

Sue said, "You can, now. Tell Jack what you'd like to see us do to Heather.

Tell him what we talked about all the way to Austin and back. You have the right to get what you want. He needs to know. Heather is willing, so put it on the table."

"Sue, I couldn't."

"You must. Look, he knows you're a kinky bitch. He saw the pictures. Remember the pictures? He saw you butt fuck his daughter. He saw you piss in her mouth.

He has seen your naked pussy with his daughter's tongue in it.

Hell, he's seen your asshole with her tongue in it. You have no secrets from this man, Sarah Brewer. He already knows what a sick and nasty gorgeous bitch you are. Tell him how sick and nasty.