I started babysitting Kylie Johnson when she was 2 weeks
old, I was 15. I'm 20 now and her 5th birthday is just
around the corner. I've known the Johnson family as long
as I can remember, and we've always been really close and
they've always trusted me, no questions asked.
The first time I babysat Kylie I wanted to breastfeed her
and so when it was time for her to go to bed, I took off
my shirt and bra and let my small, but beautiful, breasts
free. I sat with Kylie in the rocking chair in her
nursery and held her on my lap. I kissed her lips softly,
and slid my tongue over her soft, baby gums.
She giggled and I lowered her mouth to my pert, waiting
nipples. She began sucking, she sucked for all she was
worth but nothing came out. I loved the way it felt, her
little baby tongue working at my nipples. She began
crying because she was hungry, and I didn't want her to
stop sucking, but I moved her from my breasts and fed her
a bottle. After her feeding I held her in my arms and let
her suck my nipple until she fell asleep.
While she sucked I allowed my fingers to wonder over her
soft, sweet body and then finally into the front of her
diaper. I gently rubbed at her little baby nib, as she
sucked at my nipple, when I'd move my finger against her
little clitty she would suck harder. After a while, I
decided to put her in her crib and went down stairs to
watch some television before her parents came home.
I never told anyone about what had happened that night. I
knew I would probably get in trouble, so I kept it to
myself, but knowing I'd probably get in trouble didn't
stop me from continuing the ritual every time I watched
her, and that ended up being at least 3 nights a week.
When Kylie was 6 months old her parents threw her a half
birthday party and I was there. It was all very sweet and
that child was so precious, I swear my love for her grew
every time I saw her. Her parents asked me to watch her
overnight that night because they had something important
and business related to attend to, and I said yes. Of
course I'd watch my love child overnight, I was thrilled.
After everyone left I took a bath with Kylie and admired
her lovely body. It was so sweet and innocent, and the
little baby fat rolls were as cute as could be. I held
her in the bathtub as I would have in the rocker, and she
began suckling without my help. I didn't have to push my
nipples towards her or anything, she wanted them as much
as I wanted her to have them. My heart swelled when I
realized that she loved me as much as I loved her. As she
sucked at my nipples I watched her face, her eyes closed,
a slight smile on her extended lips. My eyes moved from
her face to her chest.
She had nothing there but two little pinpoint nipples in
creamy, white skin, I could only imagine how that skin
tasted. My eyes moved from her chest to her tummy, she
was a chubster, but it was adorable and she'd grow out of
it soon enough. I admired her short, little, bowed legs
and my eyes followed her little legs up to where they
met. I could see her soft, sweet baby mound, perfectly
smooth. It'd be years before she grew any hair there, she
was perfect right now. She would never be more beautiful
to me than she was at that moment.
I reached up and touched her cheek, my hand moving
downwards to her chest and tummy. I paused for a second,
allowing my hands to roam down one leg and up the other
and Kylie moved her little legs just as my fingers got to
the top of her second leg. My fingers moved over and
gently stroked her little mound and then my pinky parted
her little lips and rubbed softly at her little clit. She
sucked harder each time I moved my pinky.
I decided that I just had to have a taste of her. So I
lifted her from my nipple, she cried but I knew she'd be
okay. I lifted her by her torso over my face, and tilted
my face up. I lowered her little vagina down onto my lips
and I licked and sucked at her vulva, my tongue
eventually darting into her slit and running over her
baby lips. She had stopped crying. I slid my tongue over
her clit, and her little legs jumped. I kept doing it for
a moment before sliding my tongue into her little baby
hole.
I was getting wet and my nipples began to ache. I knew
she was too young to cum so after a few minutes of just
enjoying her soft, sweet taste, I lowered her back down
onto my lap and she immediately grabbed my tit with her
baby fist and grabbed my nipple hard with her lips. She
sucked like I had never felt before.
And as she sucked I moved my hand between my legs and
began rubbing my own clit. I came within a few strokes,
Kylie sucking madly the entire time. I washed us both up
and got out of the tub. In her nursery I fed her the
bottle, and then let her suck my nipples again until she
fell asleep. After she was sleeping I put her in her crib
and sat in the rocker watching her.
After that night I ended up watching Kylie overnight
every weekend. In a sense, I became her weekend mommy. My
life revolved around this little girl, and I would do
everything in my power to make her happy forever. There
wasn't anything I wouldn't do for her.
After babysitting Kylie for the first year of her life,
we settled into a wonderful routine. I was there for her
first steps and her first words. I was there when she got
her first teeth and began eating solid foods. I was still
watching her at least three nights a week, including
overnights on the weekends.
Her first birthday was a wonderful day, everyone in the
family was there, and as I was seen as part of the
family, I too was there. I stayed over that night, though
Kylie wasn't in my sole care, her parents were there.
I was disappointed that they were there because that
meant things would have to change for the night, and I
couldn't bear spending the night with my baby lover and
not being able to show her how much I loved her. I slept
in her nursery, in the rocking chair. I watched her
sleep. Her parents thought it endearing how devoted I was
to their little girl and decided then that they would
allow me to baby sit as often as possible.
When summer vacation came, I became Kylie's full time
sitter. Since I didn't have to worry about school the
next day I could stay as often as the Johnson's allowed
me. They took full advantage of my devotion, taking these
three months to work late and go out as often as they
liked. They were still newlyweds, so they relished any
time that they could get to be alone with each other.
Within the first month of summer vacation the Johnson's
came to me about being their live-in sitter for the
summer. They spoke with my parents who gave their
blessing and everyone was so encouraging about my
adoration of the little girl. They all said what a
wonderful mother I would become someday. Since I was
going to be living in the Johnson's home for the next 2
and a half months they bought me a twin size bed and
offered to set up the extra bedroom for me, I told them
that I'd rather sleep in the nursery because it'd be
easier for me to hear Kylie in the morning. They agreed
with my idea.
I was in heaven. It was pure bliss everyday. I would wake
up with my darling and we'd bathe together. She was
becoming curious about my body and I let her explore as
much as she wanted. She was still in love with my tits,
and suckled at me as often as I would let her. She
pointed and touched different body parts and would
explore them to the fullest. The day she discovered my
vagina was ecstasy for me.
We were bathing together and she was swimming around in
the tub when she swam up between my legs and popped her
head up. She leaned towards me and kissed my lips. She
giggled loudly and then reached her hand out to my tits.
She rubbed my warm flesh, moving her fingers to my
nipples and squeezing them. I beamed down at her and
opened my body for her to have complete access to me. She
sat down between my legs and blew on my stomach making
silly sounds and we both laughed. While she was blowing
on my tummy she reached between my legs and began playing
with my baby fine pubic hairs.
It was like an electric shock ran through my body. She
cooed at the feeling of my short, curly hairs wrapping
around her fingers, and I let myself go and gave into her
baby explorations. She moved her hand further down into
my warm, wet cleft, the back of her hand bumping against
my clit. I moaned softly and she moaned back at me. She
moved her hands all over, tugging at my lips and clit and
then quite accidentally finding my entrance.
When her finger first slipped in she jerked it out right
away, and then curiosity got the best of her and she
slipped her finger back inside of me. She moved her
finger in and out for a second and then began testing how
many of her fingers would go inside. She was giggling and
exploring my pussy and I was getting closer and closer to
orgasm. She tired of her explorations and sat down facing
me.
I reached down and began rubbing my clit, her eyes
followed my hand and watched intently as I brought myself
to orgasm. After the massive wave washed over my body I
sank back into the tub and Kylie crawled on top of me.
She nestled onto my lap and rested her head on my arm and
began suckling while one of her little baby hands reached
down and aimlessly fingered my pubic hairs. We sat
quietly for a few minutes and then she was fast asleep. I
relaxed completely, holding my sweet, naked baby love in
my arms and rested my head on the back of the tub. I knew
this wouldn't be a long nap, so I let her lie there
sucking my nipple as I drifted in and out of a light
sleep.
The days were long and quiet. Kylie and I played, I took
her to the park and we played games at home alone. We
spent as much time cuddling as we could, and she loved to
curl up in my lap and pull up my shirt and release one
breast from my bra and suck herself to sleep when she was
feeling tired. She had long since been weaned off of the
bottle, but she still loved to suck as often as she
could. She was very good about never doing anything in
front of her parents, it's as though some how she knew
that they wouldn't approve.
The summer was gone before I knew it and I moved back in
with my family. With school starting I wouldn't be with
my baby love all day, every day and I knew I would miss
her sorely. She was being taken to daycare, and I knew
the people there could never love her as I did and
therefore could never treat her as well as I could. But
that was a fact I'd have to accept. I went back to being
the three-day a week babysitter, and things went back to
the usual routine, with small differences.
Since the summer Kylie had discovered my pussy and would
often play with it as much as she could and she had begun
to respond to my touches. I had been rubbing her little
pussy since the first time I baby-sat her and I continues
throughout the entire time I'd been with her. Though she
got attention more than when she was newborn. Now she
would also get attention while I bathed her.
One Friday night that I was babysitting, I was supposed
to be alone with her all night. Kylie and I had began
making love during her bath time, when she had grabbed my
hand and placed it between her legs and smiled lovingly
into my eyes and took my nipple into her mouth. We moved
on from the bathroom to the nursery. I decided that Kylie
would sleep in the twin bed that was still there for my
over night stays. She was potty training and no longer
wearing a diaper at night, so I had no problems with her
and I sleeping nude together.
We were lying in bed together, nude and enjoying each
other's bodies. I was lying on my back and she was
crawling around on the bed and had crawled up between my
legs. I spread my legs wide for her and she began playing
with my pussy. She lay between my legs and began kissing
and licking at my pubic hairs. She was giggling and
playing around, having as much freedom as she wanted with
my body. I was wrapped up in the sweet attentions of my
lover, that I didn't hear Mr. and Mrs. Johnson come home.
I was on the bedspread wide and little 18-month-old Kylie
was exploring my pussy when her parents walked into the
nursery to check on us. I heard them gasp and opened my
eyes. I was sure I would be kicked to the curb. I was
sure I would end up in prison and hated for the rest of
my life. I expected for one of them to come in and rip my
baby from me. But, nothing happened. I watched them
watching Kylie. They stood and watched their little girl
lavish attention on my body.
"I've never seen anything so beautiful." Mr. Johnson
whispered.
"She is so happy. She's having a blast." Mrs. Johnson
responded.
I lay perfectly still, this was so surreal. I didn't know
what to think, my mind was 5 minutes behind everything
that was happening. When everything finally came to me I
turned my head and looked the Johnson's in the face.
"I'm sorry." I began crying.
"There's nothing to be sorry about, what is happening
here is beautiful. Kylie has never looked so happy." Mrs.
Johnson said. She moved into the room and sat on the bed
next to my head and watched her little girl's hand slide
in and out of my cunt and Kylie's lips and tongue fumble
all over my flesh.
"The only problem I have with this whole situation is
that I've wanted your hot little body since you were 10,
Jenna, and I never had the nerve. And I've often wondered
about my own baby girl's body. But, I never knew how to
begin." Mr. Johnson came in and sat at the foot of the
bed, his hand reaching out and meeting his little girl's
hand at my pussy. He slipped a finger in next to his
child's hand and stopped talking. He seemed mesmerized by
what lay before him.
Kylie grew tired and removed her hand from my pussy, I'd
been holding off my orgasm since her parents entered the
room, but my body was aching for sweet release. Kylie
crawled up next to me and took my nipple into her mouth
and nestled down for a good night's sleep. Her mother
simply smiled and began to lie beside us and then she
took my other nipple into her mouth. Feeling both Johnson
girls' mouths on my nipples was mind blowing for me.
I needed to cum now, more than ever. Mr. Johnson smiled
at me, as though he'd read my mind and slipped two
fingers inside of my tight virgin hole. As he finger
fucked me, he bent down and began sucking on my clit.
Before long I felt the waves of pleasure cresting, and I
began breathing harder and within minutes I was cumming
harder than I'd ever cum before. My body quaked with
pleasure, Kylie stirred and Mrs. Johnson gripped my
nipple tighter between her lips, her teeth just grazing
my flesh.
Things after that night were wonderful. My secret was out
and I was still babysitting Kylie as often as I had been.
Mr. and Mrs. Johnson came home every weekend now, but
that didn't stop my over night stays. They began joining
in more and more, but they never touched their daughter.
Kylie was still mine. We began planning Kylie's second
birthday party. We decided it would be a private affair,
only the four of us would be invited. Mr. and Mrs.
Johnson kept most of the plans secret. Apparently it
would be a surprise for Kylie and me.
The day of Kylie's birthday came and everyone was
excited. The Johnson's told my parents that I would be
gone all weekend, but I'd be at school on time Monday
morning. When I entered their home I was instructed to
undress and I did so promptly. When I saw Kylie, she too
was nude. Mr. and Mrs. Johnson soon joined us.
"The first rule we should tell you about is there will be
no clothing allowed in the house at all this weekend."
Mrs. Johnson said with a grin.
"The second, and last rule is this. You will refer to us
as Mommy and Daddy all weekend. And at any other time
when we are intimate. Other than that you may call us
Jean and Paul." Mr. Johnson said as his eyes traveled
over my body intently. "Can you live with those rules,
Jenna?"
"Yes, Daddy." I catch on quickly.
That weekend was a full-blown orgy. Paul took my
virginity that weekend and I was unofficially adopted
into the Johnson family. We made love in every
combination of ways possible.
My favorite was when Jane was lying on her back, with me
on all fours between her legs. Paul would fuck me doggy
style, always with at least one finger in my anus and
little Kylie would be sitting on her sweet mommy's face.
Kylie had learned how to move when something felt good.
Watching her writhe with pleasure on her mother's face
was almost enough to make me cum every time.
Although Jane had begun playing with Kylie, she was still
mine. I was still her primary lover. And she still slept
with me every night that I was there. She still slept
with one of my nipples in her mouth.
The weekend of Kylie's second birthday I fell in love
with the entire Johnson family, although Kylie was still
my one true love, she was the one I would die for, but
her parents were good lovers to me. After that weekend I
began babysitting almost everyday, even though most of
those days, Paul and Jane were also home.
After Kylie's second birthday things were going well for
us all. Paul and Jane adored, respected and encouraged
my relationship with their daughter. For my seventeenth
birthday they gave me a promise as a gift. Their promise
was that I would be Kylie's only full-time lover, and
the only time either of them would touch her would be
with my permission and while in my presence. I was very
honored with this very unique gift.
I realized that I had something special with this
family. The Johnson's gave me as much time alone with
Kylie as they could, and even when they were there, they
didn't insist on being a part of our special bond. Of
course, I realized what a gift they had given me and I
invited them to watch often and occasionally invited
them to join in.
Kylie was talking in broken sentences now. She could say
things like 'I love you' and 'Feel good touch'. She had
begun to kiss me passionately, as any person would kiss
a lover. She followed her instincts about touching, what
felt good and how to touch me and make me feel good. She
wasn't long enough yet to do a proper 69, but she
enjoyed trying none the less.
Often I would be lying nude on the living room couch and
she would run up and crawl on top of me, she too would
be nude. She would sit her pretty pink pussy on my mouth
and lay down and begin sucking my nipples. She no longer
stuck to one nipple, she licked and sucked and nibbled
and alternated between each nipple, making sure they
both got some of her sweet attention.
I would place my hands on her hips and use my tongue to
separate her little lips and tickle her clit with my
tongue while sucking as much of her into my mouth as
possible. Her breath would get heavy and I would slide
my tongue as deep into her silky, sweet hole as
possible. She would grind against my mouth, pressing her
little asshole against my nose and grinding her clit
into my chin.
She still was too young to really cum, but she would
breath hard and heavy, and grind furiously. She would do
everything except pour sweet baby juices into my mouth.
I had no doubt that she had always come as close to
cumming as she could at her age.
Always after making love she would lean up and kiss me
deeply, mouth open, our tongues exploring the other's
mouth, and then curl up on my chest, taking a nipple
into her mouth and rest. She took deep comfort in my
breasts, and I loved feeling her lips latched to me, her
tongue massaging my rock hard nipple.
At seventeen I knew I was probably bisexual, preferring
females over men. I hadn't let a man enter me since
Kylie's birthday weekend and I was beginning to crave a
man inside of me again. I waited for Paul and Jane to
come home one Wednesday night and when they arrived I
sat them down for a talk.
"Daddy, I need to feel your big, dick. I want you to
fuck me like a daddy should."
"Sounds like a good plan to me." Paul smiled. "Honey, do
you have any objections?"
"Not at all. Only, I want to watch." Jane stood and took
me by the hand and led me to their bedroom. "Will Kylie
be joining us?"
"You can make love to her, if you like, but right now I
just need Daddy."
"She should at least watch, don't you think? So that she
is comfortable with love with a man."
"Who says she'll ever be with a man?" I grinned as I
crawled on her bed, already naked, waiting for her
husband to come to me.
"Are you serious?" Jane asked, not pushy, just curious.
"The only time I plan to let her be with a man is when
she is old enough to have children. That is all she'll
need a man for."
"Okay." Jane didn't argue, she had promised that Kylie
was my lover and no one else's. She trusted me
completely with Kylie's needs, sexual and otherwise. It
was almost as though I had become Kylie's mother and
Jane was just her babysitter. I had the final say so in
all matters concerning Kylie.
Jane curled up on the big easy chair in their bedroom,
and called Paul into the room. He entered moments later
and stood grinning like a fool at the sight that greeted
him. His wife lying spread wide in the chair, vibrator
in hand. And me, practically his daughter, lying spread
eagle on the bed, watching him, my fingers working
lazily at my clit. He had an obvious erection and waited
in the doorway for his formal invitation into his own
bedroom.
"Daddy, your baby girl needs you," I said in my most
seductive voice. "You're not gonna make her beg are
you?"
Without a word he came to the side of the bed and waited
for me to undress him. I ripped away his clothes as
quickly as possible. He crawled onto the bed and began
kissing me. I moved away from him.
"No foreplay, just fuck me please!!" I was getting
desperate; my body was aching to feel him inside of me.
He laughed and positioned his cock at my hole. I was
still pretty tight, so he had to be gentle when entering
me. I held my breath as he put all his weight into
entering me, and his nine-inch cock popped into my pussy
and slid slowly until I was filled completely with his
manhood. He paused long enough for me to adjust to his
presence and then he began fucking me. Slowly and gently
at first, and then with increasing passion.
I heard Jane's vibrator come on and looked over at her
in the chair. She had bent her head and pulled her boob
until she had one of her nipples caught firmly in her
mouth, and she had her right hand pounding at her clit
in quick circles, and her left hand was shoving the
vibrator in and out of her cunt.
As I watched her and felt her husband burying his meat
deep inside of me, I began to cum. It was all too fast,
I didn't want it to be over yet, and I begged for Paul
to keep fucking me.
"Don't cum yet, daddy. I still need you inside of me.
Don't stop. please daddy."
"I'll hold it as long as I can baby, but it's not easy,
your tight little cunt is squeezing my cock so much.
You're such a good fuck for daddy."
"Mommy, please. come help daddy. I need you. Show me you
love me. Please.. Mommy." I didn't know what I needed
from her, but I needed her. She came to the bed and lay
beside us.
"What do you want mommy to do baby?" She cooed into my
ear and she licked and sucked at my ear lobe.
"Anything, just touch me." I was near tears my need was
overwhelming.
"Do you want mommy to fill your asshole for you, baby?"
"Yes, mommy... please, now!" I was panting
uncontrollably now as my second orgasm was beginning, my
nipple ached they were so hard. Jane reached underneath
my back, her palm pressed firmly against my ass cheek,
her fingers pulling my ass cheeks apart.
"Paul, ease up so I can give my baby girl what she
needs." Paul slowed his rhythm and lifted some of his
weight from me long enough for Jane to press two fingers
into my asshole. After she had entered me, Paul began
pounding me hard once again, shoving her fingers deeper
inside of me. Feeling them both fucking me relentlessly
lead me to my third orgasm.
"Daddy.. I'm cumming. oh please don't stop yet!!!"
"I can't hold any longer, I've got to let it out." He
moaned as I felt spurt after spurt of his hot, sticky
cum splash against my uterus.
I screamed and moaned intelligibly as I came, Jane's
fingers still pounding at my asshole, Paul going limp
inside of me. I opened my eyes and looked down at Jane,
just as she began moaning. She had been fingering
herself and me at the same time, and now she was
reaching her orgasm.
The three of us cuddled up against each other and fell
asleep. I was due home at midnight, but I didn't care.
We slept soundly through the night. I woke the next
morning when I heard Kylie crying. I called the school
and told them I was ill and that I'd bring in an excuse
when I came back to school.
Paul and Jane also called in sick to their jobs and the
four of us spent the day at home, making love and
enjoying each other's company. My mother called the
Johnson's house when she got home from work. She bitched
and bitched about my not coming home and missing school.
She said I was grounded for a month and I told her to
fuck off and to never call their house again. My father
called later and told me never to speak to my mother
like that again and that I had until the next morning to
have all of my shit out of their house. I was no longer
welcomed there.
Paul took me to get my things and I moved into their
house that night. Within a week the Johnson's had
decided to legally adopt me and my parents eagerly
signed all the proper papers. By the end of the month I
was officially a Johnson. I stopped calling the
Johnson's Paul and Jane altogether. They were now Mommy
and Daddy to me full time. I no longer slept in the
nursery, and neither did Kylie. Daddy and Mommy bought a
queen size bed for me and put it in the extra bedroom
that was now mine. Kylie began sleeping there with me
every night.
When I moved in with the Johnson's Kylie was 10 months
away from her third birthday. Within two weeks I had
decided that I wanted a baby of my very own. I figured
the best way to approach my new parents with this idea
was to be as blunt and honest as possible.
I waited until they came home from work one Friday night.
I wanted the mood to be just right so I greeted them with
their favorite meal with Jean's favorite dessert and
Kylie and I served them entirely nude.
Inevitably Kylie and I became part of the meal. And when
they had finished eating and were hot and ready for
whatever events we might have planned for the evening I
pulled Mommy's chair back and straddled her lap, facing
her. I leaned in and kissed her gently, moving from her
lips to her cheeks and then to her ears. I nibbled and
licked at her ear lobe and whispered into her ear.
"Mommy, I have a wish that only daddy can fulfill. But, I
need your blessing before I ask him." I whispered in my
most babyish voice, as I knew how much it turned her on.
"What is it baby girl?" She asked sounding concerned, as
she placed kisses on my chin.
"I want to have a baby." I said between licks and kisses
and followed it up with a very suggestive moan.
"Ask daddy, and we'll talk more, together as a family.
This is a decision that will affect us all." She said
finally and kissed my deeply, passionately on my mouth.
Then she reached down and patted my ass and told me to
get over there and ask.
I crawled on Daddy's lap, just as I had done with mommy.
I slid my hands over his clothed chest and pressed my
tits firmly against him. I ground my bare, wet pussy
against his work slacks and kissed his ear.
"What do you think about having a baby with your newest
daughter?" I pulled away just enough to bat my big, green
eyes at him as I ground my cunt onto his legs again.
He grabbed me by the back of my head and kissed me as
deeply as he could, parting my lips with his tongue and
exploring every inch of my mouth with it. We kissed so
long and hard that when we pulled away finally, we both
panted for air.
"I thought you'd never ask. I'd love to see my baby
growing in your belly." I squealed with glee. I was so
excited. I knew there was still some talking to be done,
but I felt the biggest part of the decision had been made
and soon I'd be having my sweet daddy's baby. I turned
around on daddy's lap and faced mommy, who had sweet
Kylie on her lap, absently fingering Kylie's clit. I
leaned back against daddy's chest and arched my back,
making my tits stick out further than usual from my body.
Kylie giggled and licked her lips and mommy winked at me.
We all talked casually and played with Kylie until it was
time for her to go to bed. That night we all put Kylie to
bed instead of just me. I lay on our bed and Kylie
settled between my legs, she began licking my pussy as
soon as we were settled in bed and Mommy lay on the bed
under Kylie and began eating her sweet, little pussy.
Daddy knelt on the floor at the foot of the bed and began
pounding at his wife's cunt like there was no tomorrow.
We all came relatively quickly and Kylie was fast asleep
soon after.
After Kylie was asleep, mommy, daddy and I went into
their room and sat on their bed. We were all facing each
other, all touching in some way or another. That was when
the real, serious discussion began. There were a lot of
questions to address. The biggest was that all of my
friends at school as well as all of my teachers knew that
I did not have a boyfriend. In fact many of them had
started to think that I was gay. How would we explain my
sudden interest in boys, not only interest, lust at least
in order to have gotten pregnant?
We also talked about whom we would name on the birth
certificate as a father. There was no question about the
last name; it would be easy to give her the Johnson last
name, as I was now legally a Johnson.
We finally decided that people would talk no matter what,
and that no matter how well you think you know someone;
no one really ever knows what goes on in someone's
personal life. I wasn't close enough to anyone, other
than the Johnson's, to reveal anything about my life away
from school. The most personal thing that anyone knew
about me was that my parents had let the Johnson's adopt
me after they had kicked me out.
We decided to give it a go and to begin trying to get
pregnant that night. Mommy volunteered to forego her sex
privileges with Daddy until we found out that we were
pregnant. And I gave my express permission that Mommy
could make love to Kylie whenever she liked during this
time. My only other request was that this time be a
family time.
I wanted for us all to be a part of my getting pregnant.
That would mean that as often as possible, all four of us
would make love together, and when one of us wasn't
available, the other three would all make love together.
Mommy and daddy agreed on this point, and expressed that
they thought it was a very good and very thoughtful
request.
That night mommy, daddy and I all made soft, sweet, quite
love. We took our time and it was very romantic. There
was a lot of cuddling and holding. It was much like how
Kylie and I usually made love. For the most part anytime
that I'd have sex with mommy and daddy it was very
rushed, very animalistic. This time we didn't only have
sex, we made love. It was beautiful. The three of us made
love as often as we could that night. We finally fell
asleep in each other's arms at around 4 am.
I woke up with Kylie at 7 am and told her as well as I
could that I was going to have a new baby. She tried to
understand, she asked questions like where was I gonna
get the baby from? And would it be a girl? And can she
see her now? I answered her questions and I think in the
end she understood as much of it as a 2 year old could.
It turns out that we didn't have to try hard to become
pregnant. We think I got pregnant that first night. The
next month I missed my cycle and took a test, it was
positive. We celebrated that night; Mommy made our
favorite dinner and Kylie was our favorite dessert. We
all made love, softly and joyously. There was a sense of
celebration in our love making that night. We were all a
buzz with excitement about the little person growing
inside of me. I knew then that this baby would be loved
immensely. This child would want or need for nothing; we
would do everything for this child.
The pregnancy went smoothly. The entire family went to
all of my doctor's appointments with me. At our four-
month visit, we found out that I was expecting twins. We
decided not to know what the children were until the
delivery. I didn't tell anyone I was pregnant until I was
showing. When asked about the father I said it was an
older man, whom I was madly in love with.
During the eighth month we turned Kylie's old nursery
into the new babies' nursery. We hired a muralist to
paint a mural of our unique family on the nursery wall;
we would have her include the new babies after their
birth. We decorated it in all pastel greens and yellows.
Mommy gave me a baby shower and invited my friends from
school. Everything went smoothly.
During my ninth month Mommy began planning Kylie's third
birthday party. We had decided that Kylie would have a
'normal' birthday party with all the children from the
neighborhood and the extended family invited. Although
Kylie had a unique home life, she still had plenty of
time to meet other children on our excursions to the park
and while I was in school and she was in daycare.
The day before Kylie's birthday party I went into labor.
Daddy and mommy went to the hospital with me, luckily
some of our extended family had come into town early and
Kylie stayed with them at our house. Daddy and mommy were
both in the delivery room with me when the babies were
born. Our son, Corbin, was 5 lbs. 3 oz. and our daughter,
Annie, was 4 lbs. 8 oz. We were so happy.
We had hoped that we would have fraternal twins, and that
we would have a boy and a girl, but we knew we'd be happy
whatever their sexes. Daddy made such a proud poppa; he
cut their cords and was the first to hold them both.
Mommy was wonderful. It was then that we realized
something that we hadn't before. What would the children
call mommy? It would be confusing for them to have two
mommies, so we all threw in our ideas. Eventually we
decided that mommy would be called mommy, as Kylie and I
called her, and I would be called momma.
Because the delivery went as well as it did and both
babies were very healthy, the three of us were allowed to
go home the next day. Which meant we would be home in
time for Kylie's party. Mommy and daddy both agreed that
we had given Kylie the best birthday present ever. She
now had a baby brother and a baby sister. And when she
met them she was ecstatic. She told them both that she
loved them again and again. She couldn't wait to hold
them. And although mommy and daddy's family didn't know
about the unusual circumstance of our home life, they
accepted the babies as members of their family.
Our already wonderful family was now close to perfect. It
seemed as though nothing could stop us now.
After Corbin and Annie were born our family seemed
complete. We all took parenting responsibilities. Mommy,
daddy and I all changed diapers. I was breast-feeding,
but I would pump my breast milk so that mommy and daddy
could also feed the twins, as we all felt that feeding
time was a major time for bonding.
Kylie helped as much as she could. She still loved to
suck on my nipples, only now there was milk in them. She
had never breast-fed, as Mommy was working and found it
easier to bottle-feed, and she seemed to enjoy the taste
of my milk. She would still fall asleep sucking my
nipples, but now, I could finally say she was nursing. My
body produced massive amounts of milk; I never would have
thought it possible for my relatively small body to
produce that much milk.
My body hadn't changed much from the time I was 15 until
after I gave birth. Suddenly my body looked like a grown
woman's body. I had shapely hips and my breasts were huge
compared to how small they were before. Part of my was
afraid daddy would no longer want me, because I no longer
had a child's body, but I was wrong. Daddy and I made
love more often. Sometimes mommy would see us kissing
while we were taking care of the kids and she'd tell us
to go have fun. We no longer made love only as a family,
although we still enjoyed having family time.
We decided as a family that Corbin and Annie would be
raised much the same way Kylie was. I showed mommy and
daddy how I began with Kylie, and this time they were
also involved. This was their first time being the
teachers. They enjoyed every moment of it. I would often
walk into the nursery and find daddy and mommy feeding
the babies, and lovingly masturbating them as they fed.
There were no limits on who would feed who, daddy often
fed and masturbated Corbin and mommy did Annie. We felt
it important that our children knew unconditional love
from all of us.
Kylie also enjoyed touching her siblings. We would allow
her to show them love when she was around while we were
feeding, changing or bathing them. She was very gentle
with them and loved to kiss them both. Kylie was very
curious about her brother's penis, as she had never felt
one before. Until Corbin's birth she had had no sexual
contact with a male. She had witnessed daddy making love
to mommy and I, but she had never been with daddy in
anyway.
It was around this time that I decided to release mommy
and daddy of their promise to me. I informed them of my
decision and asked only that daddy not penetrate her
until she was older, and that I be allowed to be the one
to pop her cherry when it was time. It was about a month
later that we decided that Kylie was old enough for me to
attempt digital penetration.
It happened exactly a month after Corbin and Annie were
born. Mommy was feeding Corbin and Kylie was standing in
front of them. Kylie as usual was naked and had taken it
upon herself to take Corbin's sex into her mouth.
Watching her give her first blowjob, turned me on, I
began getting wet. Daddy saw the look in my eyes and
nodded. I knew he knew what I was thinking. I sat on the
floor behind Kylie as she sucked her baby brother. I
reached up to her pussy with my tongue and began eating
her out. She began grinding on my face, and I knew she
was enjoying the attention she was getting. She continued
sucking on Corbin as I ate her sweet, hairless pussy.
"She sucks even more intently when you're licking her."
Mommy said amused.
I continued licking her until I felt she was ready. As I
was teasing her clit with my tongue I slid my finger
against her hole. I waited until she started grinding me
again and then I slid my finger inside of her. She jumped
at first. I knew there would be some pain involved, but I
hoped the more she got into me licking her clit she would
relax. I hoped right. I kept my finger inside of her, to
the first knuckle, and continued teasing her clit. When
she started grinding against me again, I slid my finger
in a little more, to the second knuckle. That time she
hardly noticed.
I then grabbed her waist with my free hand to hold her
still and began devouring her clit with my lips, sucking
them tightly into my mouth and teasing the very tip with
my tongue. She began sucking furiously at her brother's
baby cock and grinding her pussy down onto my face. It
was then that I slipped the rest of my finger entirely
inside of her. She squealed, but continued grinding and
sucking. I could feel her walls clutching at my finger
and began cumming almost instantly. My breathing had
grown ragged, and I wasn't even touching myself.
I began moving my finger in and out of her and she
started humping at my hand. She was thrusting my finger
deeper and deeper inside of her until finally I met one
of her thrusts with one of my own and I felt the tip of
my finger break through her barrier. Her muscles clenched
and clenched at my finger as I continued sucking her clit
and then she began to cum. I could feel her cunt begin to
lubricate itself. She was really cumming; she was
producing at least a little bit of girl juice. When I
felt that I began to cum also.
Kylie and I finished cumming at the same time. She didn't
let go of Corbin's cock the entire time. When I pulled my
finger from her sweet, baby cunt I saw just a trace of
pink. I stood up and walked towards daddy. Daddy took the
bottle from Annie's mouth and I placed my finger on her
lips, she took my finger into her mouth and sucked at it.
After a few minutes I removed my finger and daddy
finished feeding Annie her bottle.
After that night I felt closer to Kylie than ever. And
although I had my own two biological children, I stopped
viewing Kylie as only my lover and began seeing her as
one of my children, even though I had been acting as her
mother for a few years. We became three parents to three
children. We never considered who actually gave birth to
the children. We were all their parents. And Kylie even
started calling me momma, which would make it easier for
Annie and Corbin to pick up on who was who.
That year went by quickly. We were lucky in the fact that
we were all present for all of Corbin and Annie's big
milestones. Kylie was becoming excited about starting
preschool in the fall and we were all very content. We
never worried about Kylie telling anyone about our family
life, we never told her not to, but she had never been
the type of child to volunteer such information. She was
a very private person when she was away from the home.
Mommy and I began planning the children's birthday
parties. We decided to have them on the same day, and
that we would have two celebrations. One for extended
family and friends and one for just the 6 of us. Our
house was getting to be a very busy place to be. With
Annie and Corbin toddling now, they were getting into
everything. I was happy that I would be graduating from
high school that spring, then I would be able to be home
all day with the children. Mommy, daddy and I had all
decided that I would be the at home mom since we were
very comfortable financially and we didn't have any need
for another income.
We were now one big happy family. And Mommy began
thinking about adding to our numbers.
Celebrating the children's birthdays went over very well.
The party was huge and everyone had a wonderful time. The
private party was even better. After everyone left for
the evening we all piled into mommy and daddy's huge
Jacuzzi bathtub. We all fit comfortably. Each adult had a
child in his or her lap.
Everything began very naturally. We all began kissing and
touching each other, Corbin and Annie had taken to our
lifestyle very quickly and they enjoyed exploring
everyone else's body. The 6 of us were all a tangle of
lips and hands.
The children moved freely throughout the space and kissed
and explored each person's body. Mommy and I moved closer
together and began kissing and touching each other, her
fingers sliding easily between my legs and into my body
as her thumb rubbed my clit insistently.
My hands were slightly occupied with Annie rubbing
herself against my fingers as her sister sucked at her
lips. My toes were between mommy's legs, and I decided
they worked as good as anything else, and I began rubbing
my big toe against her clit, I didn't have to worry about
entering her because little Corbin was sitting on one of
my legs with his hand buried as deeply into Mommy as
possible.
Daddy reached over between Corbin's legs and began
rubbing his little baby pecker as Annie and Kylie
repositioned themselves. Annie turned around on my hand,
her back now facing me, Kylie continued sucking and
licking her little sister's face as she sat down on
daddy's lap and began rubbing her tight little cunt on
daddy's dick. Even though she was still too tight to fit
daddy inside of her, she had discovered that she enjoyed
feeling his hardness against her most private place.
Daddy also enjoyed this newly discovered playtime; he
loved that he could feel Kylie's hard clit bouncing off
of the head of his cock. He only had one problem, and
that was that feeling his daughter's tight little pussy
lips and clit on his cock made him cum hard and fast. He
always held off as long as he could, but that was never
more than a few minutes. We all switched partners often
and by the end of the evening we had all been with
everyone else at least once.
That night Kylie, Corbin and Annie all slept in Kylie's
and my bedroom. They all slept wrapped in each other's
arms. I slept in mommy and daddy's bed.
That night mommy told daddy and I that she wanted to have
another baby. We thought about it and considered
everything that would involve and we decided that it
would be nice to have another child in the house. However
another child would mean we would need more space.
We decided that night that we wouldn't start trying to
get pregnant again until we found a bigger house. We
didn't want to leave our neighborhood and we hoped to
find one near by, as all of the children had friends near
by. Luckily, six months later, we found a 5 bedroom house
just a block away from our house. We began planning on
moving right away, and mommy and daddy began trying to
get us pregnant again.
By the time we bought the house and moved in completely
mommy was 2 months pregnant. I had finally graduated from
high school and we were planning my 19th birthday party.
Our big family was growing. The children were as excited
as they could be about the prospect of a new baby.
Also, after moving we realized that we really didn't need
to because the sleeping arrangements in the house
changed. Mommy and daddy bought a California king size
bed, and I began sharing their room. Corbin, Annie and
Kylie began sharing a room and my old queen size bed. We
decorated one room for a nursery, and we decided to keep
the colors gender neutral, as we didn't know how many
more children would eventually use it.
We set up one room as a guest room and the last bedroom
was set up as an in home office so that daddy and mommy
could work at home when they liked and I could use the
computer to meet people like us on the internet and I
could work on my writing more efficiently than with pen
and paper.
As we settled more into our new home life fell back into
a wonderfully comfortable routine. The children shared
our bed often. We still made love as a family and also as
threesomes and couples. We were incredibly happy with our
lives and with our family. As mommy began to show Kylie
became completely fascinated with pregnancy. One Saturday
as we were all lounging around the house, making love
sporadically, Kylie announced that she wanted to have a
baby of her own. We all laughed and told her she could
have a baby when she was older, but until then she could
help as much as she wanted with Annie and Corbin as well
as with the new baby that would be coming home soon.
My 19th birthday was at hand. We had decided to have a
small party at home, with the children. I didn't really
want to go out, because the children were my life, I
found my joy in being with them, therefore going out
without them wouldn't have made me happy. For my birthday
mommy and daddy proposed to me. They had decided that as
much as they loved being called mommy and daddy, they no
longer saw me as their child, but as an equal. And as an
equal they wanted to make an adult commitment to me. I
accepted. I could still call them mommy and daddy when we
were fucking, because it turned us all on, but in
everyday life I would call them Paul and Jane and they
would continue calling me Jenna. We even began to make
plans for our 'wedding'.
Kylie had started preschool that fall, and one day when
entering their room to get her ready for school I
stumbled upon the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen.
Kylie was knelt between Corbin's legs and Annie was lying
beneath Kylie. They were all performing oral sex on their
partner, and poor, sweet Annie, with her pussy not being
licked was fingering herself as she was getting her big
sister off. I stood watching until they were done and
they all grouped together and kissed.
It was arousing seeing them pleasing each other and then
seeing their lips and tongues tangling and untangling in
a 'triple kiss'. I said good morning to announce my
presence and they all turned and smiled. Soon I was
bombarded with six little arms wrapping around me and six
lips kissing me wherever they landed. I let Kylie know it
was time to get ready for school and she hopped out of
bed and went to her dresser to get dressed. Annie and
Corbin asked to be helped off of the bed, there were
steps at the side of the bed for them to get on and off
of the bed, but they liked to be picked up off of the bed
when there was someone there to do it.
The year had passed quickly and the children's birthdays
were upon us again. Jane was six months pregnant when the
birthday's came around and she was tired a lot. Paul and
I took care of most of the hard work, while Jane did all
the planning involved. We decided to continue the
separate parties tradition. And the huge family orgy had
also become tradition. Although we never needed a reason
for the whole family to come together and make love, it
seemed the birthday parties were the best.
This year we had noticed something about Annie that we
hadn't noticed before. We were almost positive that she
would grow up and be a lesbian. She had access to her
brother and father, but she had no interest in either.
She loved making love to her mothers and sister. We had
no problem with it, and we decided as a family that Paul
would not pursue a sexual bond with Annie.
If Annie chose to experiment with men, she would be the
one to make the first move. We had always made a point of
never making our children do anything that they didn't
want to do. They were free to say no whenever they felt
like it, and did from time to time. There would be
occasions when we would all begin kissing and touching
and one of the children would kiss us good night and go
to bed, or go play with their toys. We were happy that
they understood their freedoms and we never held it
against them at all.
We are the continuously growing Johnson family, and we
couldn't be happier.
Epilogue:
This account of our lives was six months in the making. I
typed it when I had a few minutes between feedings and
potty training. I love our children, but raising them is
not an easy thing to do. It doesn't leave one a lot of
free time. This is what has happened since I first began
typing this.
Kylie began kindergarten in the fall. Kylie was five and
a half and the twins were two and a half, when Jane went
into labor. We called Jane's sister, as she was only an
hour and a half away, and she offered to come in to watch
the kids so that I could attend the birth of the new
baby. Jane's labor lasted only five hours, and when it
was over we had a beautiful 7 lb. 6oz. baby boy to show
for it. We decided to name him Alex.
Jane and Alex were allowed to go home two days later. We
took him home and the other children fawned over him.
They were all excited to help out as much as they could.
We had gone from a family of 6 to a family of 7 and Jane
and I were still making plans for our 'wedding'.
Jane, Paul and I are still making plans for our
'wedding'; we decided that since this will be my first
and last marriage, it should be special. They want to
make it everything I ever dreamed of as a little girl.
Kylie is turning six and the twins are turning three next
month, Alex is five months old and everyone has adjusted
well to him joining the family.
Annie still shows no interest in boys, but Kylie
continued the tradition of being the first one to give
the newest boy his first blowjob. Paul, Jane and I have
decided that my biggest wedding present will be getting
pregnant again. I can't wait. Maybe we'll have twins
again.
The End (for now)