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 Trying to Resolve My Dilemma

   Copyright(C) 2013 Tanya Writer

   This is a work of fiction for adults only.  The characters and their
actions are fiction and none of this has ever happened.  This story does
contain underage characters having sex.  The author does not condone or
endorse any illegal activities written of in the story.  This just a story,
do not do this at home.  If you are not old enough to read this please go
somewhere else.





   Trying to Resolve My Dilemma

   My daughters presented me with a problem.  I didn't know how to deal
with it at first.  But before I tell you about it, maybe I should start at
the beginning.

   My name is Emily, but my family always called me Em.  I'm 26, with two
kids.  I started having sex when I was young, which is why today I have a
12 year old and a ten year old.  But I wasn't promiscuous, I've only been
with one guy and he's the father of both of my children.

   When I was younger, we lived in the country near Cardston, Alberta in
Canada.  We lived outside the city, my brother Mike and I.  I spent a lot
of time with him since he is a great guy.  Our mom had told me of times,
that when I was a baby and he was only three years old that he'd hold me in
his lap.  Mom would give me to him and he'd feed me.  Mom says he even
wanted to help change my diapers.  He always took care of me and I looked
up to him.  He was always patient with me and caring and was never too busy
to stop and help me.  Living on the farm, we'd learned to be dependent on
each other and so work together.

   Since we lived out in the country we would ride the school bus into the
schools and would often stay there most of the day.  My brother would play
hockey in the winter and baseball in the spring.  I played field hockey in
the fall and soccer in spring, so we had full days at school.  They had a
late bus that would bring us home in the evenings.  During the weekdays we
spent a lot of time at school and in the town with the people we went to
school with.  But evenings and weekends it was just the family on the farm.

   I was eleven and in 6th grade and I was having problems with my history,
one evening I walked into Mike's room.  I had my history book and the
questions on a paper in hand.  I didn't bother to knock because Mike always
welcomed me and would help me with my homework any time.

   Mike had a room up in what was the attic.  When I walked in on him, he
was laying on his back, in his bed, naked.  He had his dick, in his hand it
was all big and hard.  He was moving his hand up and down, he had his eyes
closed and all of a sudden white stuff came out of the end of it in four
mighty pulses.  They arched up and came down on his bare chest and belly.
I'd never seen that before.

   All I could say was "Wow!  That went up high."

   He looked over at me and said, "Get out of here, Em!" I didn't move
since this was too interesting.  I could see that he had his TV on and
there was something playing on it.  It was a man and woman, they were naked
and they were doing sex stuff.

   He quickly wiped the white stuff off himself using a little towel he had
with him.  He covered his now deflated penis up as he sheepishly asked,
"What are you doing here?  What do you want?"

   "I wanted help with my history.  What were you doing?  How did you make
that stuff come out?  Is that like the stuff that bulls do with the cows?"
As I said that I was advancing into his room.

   "That is very personal, Em!" He grabbed his pajama bottoms and put them
on.  I could see his dick was all small and soft now.  It was nowhere near
as big as it was a few seconds ago.  He went over and turned off the TV.

   "You shouldn't be coming in here like that." he continued.  "What did
you want?"

   "I wanted you to help me with my history," I repeated.

   "OK," he said.  "But only if you don't tell mom and dad that you saw me
doing that or that you saw the tape.  And in the future you need to knock
before coming into my room."

   "OK," I agreed.  "But that was sex that you were doing?"

   "Did you want help with history or not?" he asked in an annoyed tone. 
"I'm not going to talk to you about the other stuff, it's personal and
besides you are too young."

   "I am not too young!" I declared.  "Mom already signed the permission
slip for me to have the sex education class.  We have it in a few weeks. 
So what were you doing?"

   "Yeah, so you're gonna have the class, so then you will know all about
it.  Now you want help with the history or not?"

   CHAPTER 2

   A month and a half later I had the class and I knew that he was
masturbating.  So I saw how boys do it.  The book says that girls can do
that too.  The book didn't say how to do it, so I didn't know.  I went to
my brother to ask him about it.

   I went up to his room and knocked on his door.  "Mike I wanted to ask
you something, it's kinda personal."

   "What did you want to ask?"

   I said, "You remember when I came in your room, and you were
masturbating?"

   "Yeah so now you know what it's called." "Now why do you want to talk
about that?"

   "Well, I don't want to talk about what you did, but I wanted to know how
girls do it.  I read the book from school, you know which one, it said
girls do that too, but it didn't say how girls do it."

   "You should talk to mom about that!" Mike exclaimed, turning a little
red in the face.

   "C'mon Mike," I cried, "you know mom is so religious and makes us go to
church, she won't talk about that.  That's why she sent us to the class so
she doesn't have to do it.  Please I want to know!  I mean it looked like
you were having fun when you did it."

   He said, "Really Em, I am not good at how girls do it.  Mostly they just
rub."

   "But where?" I pleaded.

   "You know where your clitoris is don't you?"

   "Yeah, I know where it is, but how do you rub it?"

   "Gees!  Em, you just do it!"

   "But Mike I don't know how.  Can't you help me?" I insisted.

   "This is isn't like helping you with your homework or something.  Do I
have to do it for you or something?"

   "Oh Mike would you?" I said eagerly.

   Mike was aghast.  "You mean you want me to do that?"

   "Yeah please, if you do it for me then I'll know how to do it the next
time.  Please Mike please?" I pleaded again.

   "I do a lot for you, but this is kinda pushing it.  But you can't tell
anyone ever!  Go over and lock my door just in case." I went over and made
sure the door was locked.

   "OK you have to take your panties off," he said.  I had a dress on, so I
shucked my white cotton undies off in a second.  He continued to instruct
me, "Lay down and open your legs," and I did so, giving him full access to
my naked, hairless little pussy.  Nonplussed, Mike continued, "What I'm
gonna do is just rub on you.  This is your clitoris and you rub up and down
on it." Suiting action to the word, he placed his finger on my love button.
It gave me the strangest sensation, sensations that I was getting to love.

   "Do it more for me please," I moaned.

   He spit on his hand, rubbed on my clit and down around my pussy opening.
He was all over the place doing nice things to me.  With his finger, it
didn't take long before I couldn't follow where his fingers were or what
they were doing, I could only feel the excitement he was causing in me. 
Then it happened!  I had the "orgasm" that the book told about, and
couldn't figure out how to get myself.  It took me a couple of minutes to
recover.  I'd had my first orgasm and Mike was nice enough to give it to
me. I looked over at my big brother and I could see that he was hard, since
there was a shaft behind the fly in his pants.  I wasn't sure what made me
offer to do him.

   "Mike that was great!" I sighed.  "Now you have a boner and would you
like me to do that for you, like I saw you do that time?"

   He eagerly agreed and took off his pants.  I put my hands around a
hardened penis for the first time in my young life.  It was both hard and
soft at the same time.  I loved the way the skin slid up and down the
shaft, first covering and then uncovering the purple head.  Small beads of
liquid were being squeezed out of the miniature hole at the top, slowly
coating the head and making the skin move more easily.  Mike showed me how
to hold it, and move it.  I could move it and it would bend but yet it was
hard and straight.  It was just so strange.  I was stroking him up and
down. It didn't take very long before he was doing his impression of a
fountain.  Ropes of his sperm arched up again to fall back on his chest. 
That was interesting to watch.  Because of the class I knew what that stuff
was.  He cleaned up himself and my hand, then, curiosity satisfied, I went
back down to my room.

   For the next couple of weeks, I had been masturbating like Mike did for
me, but it wasn't the same, I didn't get off like when I was I with him. 
He must have been thinking the same thing.  One night, mom and dad had gone
to bed already he came down to my room.

   "Em, I wanted to ask you, did you like what we did up in my room?"

   "Yeah I liked it!" I said eagerly.

   He sheepishly asked, "Would, you like to do that again?"

   "OK!  That sounds great!" I agreed.

   "Let's go up to my room," he said as he disappeared up the stairs.

   I got naked with him and watched him take off all his clothes.  It gave
me a little thrill.  I laid there with my legs open and he put his hand in
the vee of my hairless crotch.  It was OK when he did me first, but he had
to keep wetting his fingers with his spit or it would hurt a bit when he
rubbed me.  It wasn't so bad when I masturbated him, but it wasn't as
interesting after seeing him cum a couple of times.  I was able to cum but
it wasn't as exciting, as I hoped.  But nevertheless it was better than
doing it by myself.  He enjoyed it.  He said that having me do it was
better than doing it himself.

   He came to me a week later and suggested that we try it again.  I was
willing, but it was the same thing, He had to keep wetting his fingers.  I
was so dry when he did that with me.  He loved it when I did that for him.
But for me is wasn't very good.  I could still cum but it took a while.  It
was strange.  I loved Mike but I just didn't get that excited by him.  But
he did kiss me on the cheek when we were done.

   He was very much interested in continuing to do the sex with me.  I told
him that it wasn't so good for me because I was always dry and I just
couldn't get into it.  I would have to close my eyes when he did.  It
wasn't because I didn't love Mike, and it wasn't because we were brother
and sister.  I don't know it was something, I just couldn't put my finger
in it.

   Mike suggested something he knew about.  We could do oral sex.  I was
willing to try, but again he would have to teach me.  The first time he did
it, it was so much better!  He laid down and put his face between my legs
and began to lick my bare pussy.

   He would do things with his tongue to lick my vagina, and he would suck
on my clit.  His tongue was all over my lips and he even went inside with
his tongue.  He was all around there it felt better than with his fingers.
He would open my lips and lick inside me.  He said I was kinda tight in
there, but he still got his tongue in there.  It felt better than just his
fingers, and it was wet, which is what I needed.  I liked his licking me,
it was good and he gave me an orgasm, much better than when he did it with
his fingers.

   He reached up and began to touch my chest, but I didn't have any boobs
yet.  And yet I was sure I was feeling more and more horny lately.  It was
nice that he wanted to touch me on them even thought I didn't have anything
there.

   He pulled me up next to him and he kissed me.  But this was different
than any other time he kissed me: he kissed me fully on the lips.  I was
kinda surprised, and I pulled back.  But it wasn't that I didn't like it,
it was just that he surprised me.  He pulled my head back and kissed me
again, so I kissed him back.  Then he pressed his tongue against my lips.
He was pushing his way into my mouth and I couldn't do anything but let
him. He was exploring me my mouth with his tongue.  After a little bit he
broke it off and told me that I should do the same thing with my tongue in
his mouth, so I tried it.

   He took my hand put it on his dick and was having me stroke him.  I
would have done that until he made his sperm come out, but he wanted me to
suck him since he said that he licked me, so I should suck him.

   He moved up in the bed and I moved down.  He told me that I should take
the end in my mouth.  I was suppose to suck it and lick while it was in my
mouth.  I did that, then he grabbed the back of my head.  He held it in
place while he pushed hips up into me, forcing his dick into my mouth then
he would pull back and do it again.  After about 5 minutes he pushed me
down farther, before I could pull back or anything he was shooting his
sperm into my mouth.  I was surprised and some of it went back so far in my
mouth that I didn't have any choice but to swallow it.  I was able to catch
the rest of it in my mouth.  It was slimy, salty, and warm, it was kinda
like salty snot.  I wasn't thrilled with it, but Mike liked it.  He told me
that it was wonderful.

   I liked what he did with his mouth.  He liked what I did with mine, but
I didn't like it very much, especially the end.  But he came to me and
wanted to do it again.  I was agreeable to it.  We waited until Friday
night after mom and dad where asleep and I went up to his room again.

   We got undressed and got into his bed.  I asked him if he would kiss me
before we did anything more.  He took my head in his hands and looked me in
the eye and told me that he loved me, and we would be happy to do anything
I wanted him to do.

   He was kissing me all over my ears and across my face and on my neck. 
It raised gooseflesh on me.  He caressed me very nicely, he even touched
and played with areolas.

   He moved down my chest and kissed the areolas too.  We were both kinda
surprised that they got smaller and kinda crinkly and it made my little
nipples stand up.  He would lick them for me.  It was nice.

   He moved down and was soon kissing me on my pussy.  He licked up and
down on my lips.  It felt good with his warm wet and a bit rough tongue on
me.  Again like last time he used his fingers to spread my lips, and went
inside with his tongue.  He was all over in there and it felt so good it
was like making me melt on that spot.  He gave me a good orgasm.  I liked
being licked like that.

   Mike asked if I liked it after he made me have an orgasm.  Oh yes!  I
told him.  He asked if I would make him cum to with his mouth, (he said
that cumming was the same thing as having an orgasm).  I told him that I
would but I didn't like the part where he could cum in my mouth.  He said
that he would tell me before he came and I could take it out of my mouth.

   I sucked him again I got better at sucking him while I was licking.  He
didn't need to move my head.  Instead I used my hand like I had when I was
rubbing him off.  Mike liked that I wasn't laconic about it.  He was
telling me how much he loved it.  He wanted me to suck a little more or
stroke him faster.  But he was getting close and told me.  I pulled it out
of my mouth but I didn't get far enough from it quick enough, and his cock
exploded, and I got a face full of his cum.  Some even got in my eye, and
it stung.

   I liked what we did, well he liked me sucking him and I liked him
licking me.  We both liked kissing.  We carried this one every weekend and
during the week when we thought we could get away with it.

   Mike treated me even a little nicer than he already did.  My parents saw
that and they thought that Mike was becoming such a nice young young man
always considerate of others.

   It was a little before my 12th birthday, I was getting my boobs now and
had started to get some hair on my pussy.  We still were licking and
sucking each other, but the more I sucked him the less I liked it.  I just
didn't like the cum in my mouth and he was making more pre-cum and that was
ending up in my mouth too.

   He had just eaten my pussy and I had my cum.  Now he wanted me to suck
him off.  I told him that I was tired of his nasty tasting stuff getting in
my mouth, I didn't want to suck his cock again.

   "Em it isn't fair!" he pouted.  "I've been good to you, I eat you first
every time and I don't ask you to do anything for me until you have cum."

   "Yeah, but Mike you like eating my pussy," I said.  "But I don't like
sucking your cock so I only do it because you eat me."

   "Really you don't like sucking me?  I wouldn't make you suck me if you
didn't like it.  But it is fair, I got you off, that you do that for me
too."

   "Yeah but I don't like it.  I love you Mike I do want to do for you, but
I don't like your cum in my mouth or on my face," I said.

   Mike looked slyly at me and whispered, "You know Em, there is something
that we can do and you won't have to suck me."

   "What?"

   "I can fuck you!" he said.

   "Mike, I heard that it hurts!" I exclaimed.

   Mike said quickly, "It only hurts the first time and not always for
every girl."

   "Does it feel good to fuck?" I wondered.

   "I'm sure you will love it!" Mike said, nodding.  "Then I won't be in
your mouth."

   "OK but you will still eat me?"

   "Yeah if you want.  After you cum then I can fuck you, that OK?"

   "How do we start?"

   "I will lick you some until you're wet since you liked it better than
when I used my finger," he explained.

   Mike was already rock hard, he went down on me again.  He was doing a
good job eating me and I was close to cumming again.  Mike could tell by
the way I was breathing and the face I made.  He said I begin to pant
before I cum and I scrunch up my face just as I cum.  He was eating me and
I was almost there, and suddenly he stopped and moved up my body.  He kept
a finger diddling me but he now had his dick outside my pussy.  His finger
stroking my clit was enough to send me over the edge and I was cumming.  I
was off in a state of bliss for a bit.  All of a sudden I noticed he was in
me!  I never felt him go into me, I was in the middle of my cum.  He was
pumping away in me!  I felt full, it wasn't unpleasant, and I was glad I
didn't feel him tear my hymen.  He felt like he was going a kilometer a
minute.  Then he shoved himself up inside me as far as he could and I could
feel him cum pulsing warmly into my little formerly virgin pussy.  Then it
was over!  I was just felt that I was beginning a climb to another cum. 
But he was done.

   For sure he had just taken my virginity.  I asked him and he said that
he had never done this before, so he took mine and I got his.  This however
was not the last time that we did that.  We would spend the weekend nights
up in his room fucking.  I had him eat me first because I would cum better
that way.  The fucking was for him so he could cum.  But it was also in a
way for me as he would be in me when he came, and I wouldn't be getting his
stuff in my mouth.

   CHAPTER 3

   When I was twelve and a half my boobs grew in and I got hair between my
legs.  It wasn't long after that when I got my periods.  Mike's dick got a
bit longer and a little fatter.  We continued to fuck even after I started
getting my periods.  We would just time it so I was not in my fertile
period when we did it.

   We had the few days after my period ended, and we would also do it a few
days before my period would start.  It was great in theory, when I was
mostly on a 28 day cycle, but sometimes my body would throw me a curve and
I would be on a 35 day cycle and I would never know when that might come
up. Even worse I would sometimes have a 21 day cycle.

   I was 13 and I think my body must have been on a 35 day cycle for that
month.  Mike and I did it because we figured that we were in the safe
period.  But not this month.  He must have hit me on the day I sent my egg
out.  His little buggers were on their way up me looking for it.  And they
found it!  Big time!  I wasn't having my period.  At first at the 28 days I
was like "Oh shit, it must have been one of my long cycles!" At 35 days I
still didn't get my period.  I thought oh no I am getting a longer cycle.
It wasn't until I was at about 60 days from when my last period that I know
something must be up.  Not only was I late but I was getting sick in the
mornings.

   I told Mike, I thought that I was pregnant.  Here was I was only 13 and
the dad to be was my 16 year old brother.  At first he wondered what do we
do?  But being the kind of take charge kind of guy, he said, the first time
we did do was get a home pregnancy test kit.  I took it and it was
positive. Now I was in real trouble.  Mike was in for it too, if they found
out he was the dad.

   I had to go to my parents and tell them that I think I was pregnant. 
Mom hit the roof.  There was a lot of shouting and she asked me who that
dad was.  Mike said they would ask that, and we had an answer; "I don't
know." I told mom and dad that I had been having sex with several guys
after school and I didn't know which one might have done the job.  Mike
told them that he knew that I was being a party girl and letting a lot of
guys have me.  He caught flak for not sticking up for his sister and
letting her get used that way.

   The question was what to do about it.  My mom being the religious person
that she was, no way was I going to have an abortion.  I would have to be
subject to ridicule as a teen mom.  But then I would have to give up the
baby.

   Mike and I talked about whether I should be having the baby, and whether
I should give it up.  I didn't really want to but I knew that it would be
hard to keep it.  Mike wasn't too keen on someone else raising his baby. 
So he promised to help me and he would support me.  He even said he would
support me when I went to our parents and told them I wanted to keep the
baby.

   It was a tough sell, but Mike supported me through it all, he was able
to get our dad on my side.  In the end mom thought that the stigma for the
rest of my life, I would be a teen mother would be my punishment for,
"playing the whore." She would have to rise above it, as it was her
daughter's failing not hers.

   There were some major league changes in my life: like no more sports
after school and I had to come home on the early bus.  I would also have to
take extra classes about being a mother, and how to raise a child and how
to manage a household.

   One thing about being pregnant, I got so horny after my first trimester
was over, I was seeking Mike out when ever I could.  We had to figure out
ways to fuck without putting pressure on my belly.  But I still preferred
that he eat me to get me off.

   It wasn't long after I turned 14 that I had my little girl.  Because my
dad had been such a help to me especially with mom, I named her Donna after
my dad, Donald.  Mike was good with his little niece, he would change
nappies for her as well as feed her.  Even mom commented how what a great
uncle he was taking care of the baby just like he use to with his little
sister.

   With the birth of Donna it did slow down our fucking some, but it didn't
stop it.  We just now did it now down in my room since Donna had her crib
there in with me.  One thing I did like when Mike came down to me: I would
breast feed Donna, that in itself would get me horny but then I would have
Mike eating me at the same time.  I got off that way very well.  With
Donna's little tummy filled and a fresh nappy, she was good for a few hours
sleep while mommy satisfied daddy's needs.

   It was almost a year later I was still breast feeding Donna and fucking
Mike that it happened again.  They said in class that women in the third
world would breast feed a long time, because it was birth control.  You
wouldn't ovulate while you breast feed.  Dummy me here I was now 15 and
pregnant AGAIN.

   Mike went with me to tell my parents the same story again but this was a
little harder to sell since I wasn't around the after school activities any
more.  I said it was a boy from church.  Mom was livid about that.  At
first she wanted to know which boy so she would fix his wagon but good. 
Mike talked to her and told her that it wouldn't change my situation about
how I got into trouble.  If she did what she wanted to do she would just be
making trouble for someone else and causing problems in the church.  So she
decided she didn't want to know which boy.  She was done with that church
and their liberal ways.  Boy that was close, I don't know who I would pin
it in since I had only been having sex with Mike.  Any other boy would deny
it, and I couldn't show any time that we had together to do that.

   Before anything more happened Mike was going to get out while the
getting was good.  He was off to college, up in Calgary.

   Mom said we were now going to be going to a new church that upheld the
"morals of God." There to be no more public school for me, I was going to
be going to be sent to an all girls religious school.  It was for wayward
girls, so they could set me back on the straight and narrow.  I would be
living there.  At least that way there were no more boys that could get to
me.  (But also mom didn't have to face the shame of having a daughter that
was going to have two children out of wedlock.)



   CHAPTER 4

   All the girls in the school were either young mothers or mothers to be.
I was surprised that there that many other girls in my situation.  We were
all given our own mentor, a woman that we could go to any time.  Mine was
Irina, she spoke with an accent, She said her family was from Ukraine.  She
was only 19, and was herself a graduate of the school as she had a child of
her own out of wedlock.  On the outside she was hard core religious,
holding to all the rules, but when alone she was a softy and as nice as you
could ever want to know.

   While I was in school, Donna was in their day care.  One thing about the
school and being there, I got so horny starting in my second trimester. 
Mike was up in Calgary going to the university there, so he couldn't
scratch that itch for me.  I would have to do it myself.  I hadn't done
that since I was eleven.

   Being pregnant my breasts were swollen.  With Donna now more than a year
old, she was not so interested in feeding from me.  She was starting food
and wouldn't take the breast so much, but I was so full that I began to
hurt.  Irina could see that I had a problem.  She offered to help me.  She
would give me massages.  At first they were only on my back but they moved
on to other parts of me.  One place I needed was help with my breasts. 
Irina got a breast pump and she would help me pump my breasts.  Some of the
milk I would feed Donna, but most of it I ended up donating to others.

   While we did that, Irina would tell me how lovely my breasts were and
how I was an attractive "young lady." She began to massage my breasts as
well as helping me to pump them.  It made my breasts feel better.  It was
her idea that instead of pumping them she would drain me by nursing on me.
That was great, it drained me and at the same time was sexual, at least for
me.

   I loved the way that she handled my boobs and drinking my milk was so
strange but I loved it.  But it got me very horny and was getting VERY damp
in my panties.  Irina just reached down and was rubbing me through my
clothes.  If I wasn't horny enough she was sending my motor my into
overdrive.  I know she could feel my wetness.

   While I was going dry in my boob, my pussy wasn't anything close to
being dry, she looked up at me and said, "Do you want me to take care of
you?"

   All I could do was nod.  She reached down for the waistband on my pants,
and began to to tug them down.  I lifted my hips to help her.  When she was
pulling my panties down they stuck to my pussy, I was so wet.  I laid back
and spread my legs for her.  At first it seemed a bit strange, for two
reasons, Mike was the only one I had ever had sex with, and not only was
this not Mike, but it was another girl.  But the strangeness went away
quickly.  It seemed like old times again, only better.

   I loved Mike, but this woman knew her way around a pussy.  She knew just
the right places to touch and stroke.  She had me going like I had never
had before.  She could do things for me that Mike never could.  We became
lovers that night.  She taught how to the same things back to her.

   The one thing about doing with her, not only was it great sex, but I
felt a real connection with her.  While Mike was great, I never felt
comfortable with the other boys at school and I just didn't feel that I
clicked with them.  But I clicked with Irina big time!  I also began to see
things about myself that I didn't realize before.  I began to see myself as
a lesbian.  I felt more comfortable about myself that way.

   With the school structured the way it was I did well, I learned my
lessons and passed my classes with good grades.  My second daughter was
born, I named her Krista, it was close to my mother's name of Christine. 
Mom was happy about that, it brought us a little closer since my having two
children and not married was a great shame for her.

   Being sixteen and now a parent for the second time, I had a little
experience to offer some of the younger girls.  I became something of a
junior mentor.  I was given Jody, she was a young girl who had gotten in
over her head with boys just barely 13.  She had been seduced and abandoned
when it was discovered that she was pregnant.  She ended up at our school.

   I had my classes and taking care of newborn Krista, Jody would shadow me
as I did that.  But she also got to watch me interact with my now 2 year
old daughter.  Even Donna took an interest in her little sister.  Not that
she could do much with her little sister but she was curious about her. 
Jody became like a little sister to me.  She came to me with questions and
for help with school problems as well as dealing with her pregnancy.  Her
mentor, Nancy, wasn't as cool as mine.

   I still had my mentor Irina but I saw her less as a mentor and more as a
lover, and a person leading me into a lesbian life.  We now had an active
lesbian sex life together.  But she also had an older woman lover outside
of the school.

   I still saw Mike.  He came down to the hospital when Krista was born. 
He would call to check on the girls.  He sent birthday cards to Donna for
her birthday.  I put them away for her, for when she was older.  He wanted
to be active in his daughters' lives, even if they only knew him as their
uncle.

   Jody had her baby just before she turned 14.  She had a boy.  I would
help her with him.  But also I had an attraction to her.  It didn't take
long for my mentor position to move from just teaching her about babies and
school subjects to mentioning her in life.  That also included sex.  I took
her as a lover in addition to Irina.

   You have a bunch of pregnant woman and girls all together without boys
or men, and they will turn to each other for sexual release.  Jody and I
gravitated to each other.  Being her lover also confirmed in me my desires
for other girls.  I was now a committed lesbian.

   CHAPTER 5

   Not only did I finish my high school there but I was able to take some
college courses in accounting.  I moved up to Calgary to be near Mike.  We
had remained close and he was willing to help with the girls.  He was there
with monetary support and also emotional support.  He also was a willing
babysitter for the girls.  They loved their uncle.

   I got a job as a bookkeeper, and I did all right financially, and while
there were problems with money, raising two young girls, Mike was always
there, to help us.  He was a babysitter when I wanted to go out with my
girlfriends.

   He accepted my lesbianism without problems.  I know dad and especially
mom would flip out if they knew that I had sex with girls.  It was enough
for them that I got pregnant twice as a young teen.  Mike was always there
for the girls' birthdays and Christmas, they looked forward to a special
present from "Uncle Mike." Mike was known to just drop by any day or any
time of day

   Now that I had my own place and could live my own life.  I could do as I
liked.  It wasn't a big place, only two bedrooms, the girls could share.

   While we weren't nudists around the house it wasn't uncommon for me to
walk around in the house in little to no clothes, especially in summer, the
girls did likewise.  They had seen me naked often, and I watched them as
they grew and saw their naked little bodies as they moved toward becoming
young ladies.

   As the girls got older they would also see me with other women, and that
I had sleepover dates sometimes with these women.  They would also see us
kiss.  One of them was a young girl that would sometimes babysit them.

   Shortly after Donna turned 11 she got the same sex education that I got.
It was then that she put things together and realized that I was a lesbian.
One night she came to me and was very direct about she wanted to know.

   Krista had an earlier bedtime than Donna.  When her little sister was in
bed Donna asked me one night, "Mom can I ask you something?"

   I nodded, "Sure honey what did you want?"

   "I don't know how to say this very well," Donna stammered.  "But do you
like girls?  I mean like, like girls and boys like each other?"

   "Yes, I do Donna, I'm a lesbian.  You know what that means?" I asked.

   She said, "Yeah they told us about that in sex-ed class.  Why are you
lesbian?"

   "I feel more comfortable with girls than I am with boys."

   "But you had sex with boys," Donna said.  "I mean you had to, to have me
and Krista."

   "Yes, I did but was sometime ago.  I discovered before your sister was
born that I liked girls better.  I was pregnant with her when I had my
first time with a girl, and I loved it."

   "Better than with a boy?" she wanted to know.

   "Yes, better a than boy.  Better than the boy I was with.  That guy was,
and still is, a great guy and I love him.  But I feel better with girls, I
am more myself with another girl."

   "You still love the guy?" Donna asked.  "Why didn't you marry him?"

   "That is kinda of a complicated thing, and to tell you, I am glad that I
never tried to go down that road."

   "Was that guy my dad?" my daughter asked.

   I nodded, "Yes."

   "Who is he?" she wanted to know.

   "Right now, honey you're not in a position to know that.  But don't
worry, he's a nice guy and maybe someday you will know him.  But you didn't
want to ask me about that did you?"

   "No," she admitted.  "I just didn't know why you are with a girl.  What
you do with one instead of a boy."

   "There isn't much that a guy can do with a girl that another girl can't
do with her.  It is mostly that she doesn't have a penis to put into me,
being the only difference.  Otherwise there can be no difference.  But even
that is almost the same for me with a girl.  Come with me, I will show you
something." I took her to my room and pulled out my strap-on and my
collection of dildos.

   "You see these I can use them instead of a boy's penis.  I can even put
this on and I can use it like I had a penis and I do this to have
intercourse just as a boy would.  But using these can be better than a boy.
Let me show this."

   I took out one of my vibrators and switched in on, and handed it to her.

   Donna giggled, "I moves, it's all shaky like."

   "That is right it is called a vibrator.  When it vibrates against the
right parts of my body it is better than any boy I could be," I assured
her.

   "How do you do it?" she asked.

   "Donna, do you masturbate?" I asked her.  Her response was to turn a
couple shades of red.  I took that as a yes.  "It is OK if you do that. 
It's normal for people to do that.  I do it too, I use this little toy of
mine to bring me to the orgasm that I am looking for when I masturbate. 
Have you had an orgasm?"

   "I'm not sure," She replied looking a bit disappointed.

   I was sure she hadn't.  "Baby if you had one you would know."

   "Do you have them?"

   I grinned.  "Yes, all the time and they are great."

   "You do that with Janice don't you?  Do have them with them when you are
with her?"

   "Yes I do and so does she," I said.  "We give them to each other."

   Donna sighed, "I wish I would have one."

   "Do you need help getting one?"

   "You can do that?  I mean will you, mom?" she said excitedly.  Then her
face fell and she said, "But you aren't suppose to be doing that with young
girls especially daughters are you?"

   "I would do anything for you girls, you know that.  But are you worried
because I am older or your mom, or both?"

   "Both I guess, but you would want to do that with someone my age,
especially since I am your daughter?"

   "Well dear, you know that Janice isn't much older than you and I do
enjoy being with her.  I don't have problems with a girl's age, and it is
fine with me if she is younger.  But I think that you are more worried
about doing something with your mom that's right?"

   "Yes," she said blushing a bit.

   "Well Donna you might have noticed that I don't follow the rules of
society very much.  I mean I am lesbian and, I was 13 when I got pregnant
with you, so you see that I have never been one to worry about following
the rules.  So I don't have a problem teaching you, if you want.  But if we
do this it might change us, and you will have to be sure that you are
willing to do it," I said as I started to put my joy toys away.

   "It is getting late," I said with a pointed look at the clock.  "I
suggest that you run off to bed and you can think about.  When you make a
decision about it, we can talk about it.  OK?"

   Three days later Donna came back to me, and said, "Mom can you teach me
how to get an orgasm?  Will you do for me like you do with Janice?"

   I whispered to her, "OK baby after your sister has gone to bed."

   She came to me after Krista had gone to bed.  "Mom you will teach me,
now?"

   "Yes, baby" I said.  "Were you wanting just to learn about masturbation
and how to have an orgasm, or you are wanting to know what Janice and I do
together?"

   "Can you show me both?" She said with a hopeful smile.

   I took her to my room and I undressed her, she was cute and I could see
that she was growing and the crop tops she had been wearing were going to
have to be replaced by a real bra, albeit a training bra.  Her little
booblets had begun to grow and weren't much more than a plump areola with
some swollen tissue behind it.  But I knew that is the way it started for
me and I could expect her to begin to grow as I did.  None of this was a
surprise to me as I had seen her naked so many times, just as she had seen
me naked, too.  But this was different in that now it was more erotic, as I
was going to make love to my baby.

   We got into the bed and began to kiss while I caressed her body feeling
her up.  I toyed with her little nipples while it was rising up seeking the
attention of my fingers.  Attention I was glad to give them.  I began to
kiss and lick them, Donna was making little noises in the back of her
throat.  I knew that she was loving this, and so was I.

   It made me think back to when I was her age and Mike was playing with
me. Now it was almost like I had taken his place and I was sort of making
love to myself.  In doing that, I began to do to her the things that I
wanted him to do to me.

   I reached down and stroked her hairless pussy lips.  She was getting
wet. I slightly slipped my finger into her pussy and I could feel her
little cherry.  I let it be.  But I went up and began to rub her not so
little clit.  This girl was excited.  That I didn't let be, I attacked it
with a vengeance; which brought about more vocalizations from her as well
as movements of her hips.

   I needed to taste her little nectar.  I moved down to her and began to
lick her with a flattened tongue, back and forth and up and down over her
clit.  Then I switched and pointed my tongue and went it trying to get up
her hood and get at it directly.  I was able to get at her that way.  It
was then she popped and with her voice getting louder and her head twisting
back and forth while pushing her hips up to my mouth she had her orgasm,
the one she was seeking.  I felt very happy, I gave my baby her first cum.

   I gave her a couple of minute to recover and moved up beside her and
when she was more coherent I kissed her.  She she was able to respond she
licked her lips.  "What is that taste?" she asked, "Is it me?"

   "Yes, baby, it is you, and you taste pretty sweet."

   "Do you like that taste?"

   "Yes I do very much."

   "Do you get it very much?"

   "Yes every time that Janice stays over."

   "That is why you have her babysitting us, so she stays the night?"

   "Yes, she is here to babysit you two, but of course sometimes I'm not
out.  It's just a reason to have her over here.  We tell her parents that I
am out late and she will spend the night here instead of going home late.
That way she can spend the night with me.  Now you know our little secret."
I said confidentially.

   Donna asked, "You do this with her?"

   "Yes, we do, and we both love it."

   "You have been doing this all the time, she has been sitting us?" she
wanted to know.

   "Yes she has been sitting you for the last year, and we have been making
love often since she started sitting for me.  She was 13, then and it
wouldn't be long before you are that age.  You would be too old to need a
sitter.  It is a shame I wouldn't have a reason to have her over to make
love with her."

   "But you have me."

   "You want to do this too?"

   "Oh.  mom I love it."

   "This was good enough for today.  Are you wanting to learn more later?"

   "Oh yes!" she said with great enthusiasm.

   "OK baby you head off to bed and I will teach you how to do that to me
later.  You will do that for me?"

   "Oh yeah!"

   I took my daughter as a lover, and taught her to lick my pussy, she took
to it like a duck to water.  She seemed to be a natural.  I was happy that
I could have her and still have my little 14 year old babysitter lover. 
Donna even joined us once and we had a nice threesome.

   CHAPTER 6

   Things can change when you least expected it.  The weather forecast had
called for thundershowers, but none had occurred during the day.  It was in
the evening that it arrived.  It seemed to be some distance away.  You
could see flashes of the lightening and hear the distant claps of thunder.
But they didn't all seem anywhere close.

   It was after Krista had gone to bed that things began to pick up.  I
could hear much more wind outside.  There was added lightning as the
flashes seemed to be more numerous.  But the thunder didn't sound any
closer.  The lights were still on all over the neighborhood, and that damn
street light was still shining in my bedroom window.

   Donna and I were having our special time together, and we were naked in
my room.  She was lying on her back with her legs spread and my face
between them.  Suddenly the room lit up with the flash of the lightening so
bright it was like the light of day, and a split second later there was a
loud crack followed an instant later with a tremendous boom, that shook the
whole house.  It sounded like a bomb had just gone off in our house.

   I picked my face up from between Donna's legs.  About 10 seconds later
my bedroom door was flung open and in ran Krista.  She ran over to the bed
and jumped on it beside me.

   "Mommy I was sleeping and the storm woke me, I am scared!" Krista cried.

   Donna and I were so surprised we hadn't reacted.  Donna's pussy was
swollen and red from her excitement, and covered with my saliva.

   It took Krista a couple of seconds to take in, and start to figure out
what had been going on.

   "What are you and Donna doin'?  How come you're naked?  Were you kissing
her pussy?"

   I never lied to my kids.  "Yes, Donna and I were doing something
special."

   "What special?" Krista asked.

   "I was loving her."

   "You do that to love her?"

   "It is a special kind of love."

   "Mom don't you love me too?"

   "Of course I do but this is a kind of special thing.  It is more for
older people."

   Krista exclaimed, "Donna's not so old, she's only 11 and I'm not so
young I am 9 and that is not much different."

   "This is a special kind of love that we can't talk about to anyone
outside the family," I said.

   Krista looked at me and said, "I don't tell any one we don't wear
clothes sometimes in the house, and I never told about Janice babysitting
us when you are home and she spends the night in your room."

   I said, "I'm glad that you don't tell about those things, those are
private things, and you shouldn't tell about them, it is our family's
business and no one's else."

   "I can keep more secrets," my young daughter said smiling.

   "Well, Krista, mommy was loving Donna in a special way, we were having
sex.  Do you know what that is?"

   "Yeah some of the girls at school talk about it.  But don't you have to
have a boy to do that?"

   "That is one way of doing that, but two girls can do that too."

   "Can you do that with me too?" she wanted to know.

   "If you really want that." I said, "You need to take off your pajamas."

   "Why are you going to do that with her?  You were suppose to be doing
that with me!" said Donna with indignation.

   "You were already having a turn, it is mine now!" Krista declared.

   "Mom, you didn't finish with me!  Besides why does she get a turn at
all? She doesn't always need to get the same things that I get.  I'm older
I get to go first on things.  Krista you too big a baby for this anyway!"
Donna whined.

   "Am not!" Krista cried.  "Besides if you can do it, I can too!  I can do
anything that you can do, and you know it!  I can even do it better than
you."

   "You don't even know what we were doing!" Donna retorted.

   "Yeah I do!  You were doing lezzy sex!"

   "Girls!  Don't fight!" I said getting between them.  "Krista, how do
know about that?"

   "Some of the girls at school were talking," said my youngest.  "Brooke
has an older sister, she says her sister does that all the time with her
friends when they have sleepovers.  Brooke says she seen her sister do that
with girls, and once she saw her sister having sex with a boy."

   "How old is Brooke's sister?" I asked.

   "She's 13.  Brooke says she has been doing those things for a while."

   "Well, Krista I'm busy with Donna at the moment.  I have to finish with
her first.  You can watch what I do with her.  Then we'll talk about a turn
for you." Donna pouted at that.  "Don't worry Donna, things might turn out
better for you than you think."

   Despite the storm going on outside I finished off Donna and gave her the
orgasm she was seeking with Krista watching very wide-eyed.

   Then I began to teach my other daughter.  I was excited by her young
body and to get the chance to make love to her.  I hadn't ever thought of
being with her this way, but it was still thrilling to do it.  She wanted
everything.  She learned to kiss quickly and was not only having orgasms
when I ate her, or even when Donna did it to her.  (It was Krista's idea
that the two sisters do it together.) But she had no problems going down on
either one of us or both of us.

   We saw less of Janice, as she got involved with boys.  She did still
come over and have sleepovers with Donna out in the living room.  It was a
time when they could have sex together and talk.  For Donna it was a time
of learning about the wider world around her from someone other than her
mom.  It was also Janice that told her stories about boys and girls
together.

   Mike was still an active part in our lives.  He was always there for
birthdays and holidays, as well as just dropping by for no reason from time
to time.

   First Krista then Donna had their birthdays in the late spring and the
early summer.  They were now 10 and 12 respectively.  With access to the
internet, Janice must have shown Donna porno videos of straight couples
having sex.  Donna knew that I got pregnant with her when I was young. 
Since she knew how babies came to be, she knew I was fucking at a young age
not much older than her.  Between the videos and knowing my age, Donna felt
comfortable coming to me and telling me that she would like to have sex
with a boy.

   Oh boy!  Did this ever create a dilemma for me.  There were so many
mixed emotions there.  On the one hand I didn't want to see one of my
babies get involved with sex, (not that she wasn't already with me), but I
didn't want to see her get hurt either physically, or emotionally by some
boy.  Truthfully I didn't want so see her with boys at all.  I also didn't
want to lose a lover, a nice cute young one at that, one I loved very much.


   But on the other hand I wanted what is best for her.  Though I think
that being lesbian would be a better thing for her, it would have to be her
choice.

   What to do?  I thought if she wants it, it would be better sooner rather
than later.  She could have done with it and get it over with and she could
go back to being mommy's little lover.  Also if she did it now, since she
hadn't gotten her period yet, the risk of getting pregnant would be much
less.

   But if she was going to do this, who would do it with her?  I am sure
that a lot of boys in her class at school would love to volunteer for the
job.  But what would any of them know about being a good lover?  They would
probably be just as clueless about it as she would be.  I would want it to
be a nice time for her since it would be something she would remember her
whole life.

   I needed some one who knew what he was doing.  I wanted someone to treat
her nice.  Since she was so underage it had to be someone who wouldn't talk
about it, or get in trouble for it.  The boys her age wouldn't get in
trouble for having sex with her.  But oh try to find one who could keep his
mouth shut about it.  Good luck finding a 12 year old boy that wouldn't
brag that he bagged a girl.  So no matter how good he might be in bed, if
he was, would he care about her enough to see that she had a good time? 
She had a right to expect an orgasm from him since he would get one from
her.  (Also she gets them from me when we have sex.) How to find a good
little lover for her that wouldn't be spreading it around school that he
had Donna.  I didn't want her to have a reputation while only in the 7th
grade.

   When I talked to Donna about it, big ears Krista, was listening, and she
wanted in on the deal.  If Donna got to have sex with a guy then she wanted
it also.  There was no dissuading her from it.  She wanted to try sex with
a guy and that was that!

   Now if it wasn't bad enough trying to find the right lover for Donna,
now I had to find one that would be willing to take on Krista too.

   I though about it very much.  I was thinking this was an impossible
task. There isn't any 12 year old boy that could satisfy both girls
especially one who would be willing to take on Krista as a lover too.

   I began thinking about adult men.  They wouldn't be telling any one, and
they could be a good lover for them.  But of all my women friends with
boyfriends or husbands or any guy friends I knew, who could I tell that I
wanted them to take the virginities of my little babies.

   I was sure it was going to have to be an adult, he wouldn't be telling
any one, and he could be giving enough to make sure that they had a good
time.  I was sure that if I picked the right one he would care enough about
her not to be using her for his own ends.  But how many guys would be
agreeable to fucking a 12 year old, let alone a ten year old, too?

   Finally I just picked the phone and made a call.  "Hi, it's me.  Can you
get away and meet me in Elliston park at lunch time tomorrow?...OK, I'll
see you at noon....  Over by the picnic tables."

   The next day I saw him at the appointed hour.  "I'm glad you came, lets
walk a bit while I explain it my problem to you.  I didn't want to tell you
this over the phone, because it is kind of sensitive."

   I laid out my dilemma.  He was rather surprised to learn that Donna
wanted sex with a guy.  If that wasn't shock enough, the idea Krista wanted
it too sure was.

   He didn't have too many problems with Donna, but he wasn't so sure about
Krista.  I explained if she didn't get it too, there could be problems that
it might leak though her that he and Donna had sex.

   So it was a real problem but he agreed to the plan I had come up with
and was willing to have sex with both of my girls, a 12 year old and her 10
year old sister.  He thought that it might be a good idea to spend the
weekend with us.  He said that might be a good thing to take the girls on
an outing during the day and spend the night with her, taking her virginity
that night.  Each girl would get her day, where she got to choose what she
did during the day and at night he would spend it in her bed giving her
what she wanted.

   We agreed and he would come over Saturday morning, and we would be begin
our eventful weekend.  I explained it to the girls, they could hardly wait
for the weekend to come.  They looked forward it with great anticipation.
Though they asked several times who it was that was that I had gotten to be
their lover, I hadn't told them.  Only that they would have to wait and
see.

   Chapter 7

   Saturday morning the girls were keyed up.  They knew that their mystery
lover was coming over at 10.  Fifteen minutes to ten there was a knock on
the door.  The girls squealed that he was early.  They ran to the door to
meet the man that was going to be their lover.  They flung open the door,
only to exclaim with disappointment and worry, "Oh it's you Uncle Mike."

   "Why are you here?" Krista asked.

   Donna chimed, "Are you going to staying long, Uncle Mike?"

   Mike answered her, "I came over to see my sister and my favorite nieces.
Why?  Are you planning on going somewhere?"

   "Umm we were expecting someone and then we were going, out.  Not that we
aren't glad to see you Uncle Mike." Donna tried to make him welcome and
push him out the door at the same time.

   "Who were you expecting Donna, and where were you going?" he said
quizzing her.

   "He's a friend of mom.  Mom said we could go to Calaway Park" said
Donna. "He is supposed to be here soon, so I hope you don't mind Uncle Mike
if we leave shortly."

   "Is it just you going Donna?" Mike asked.

   "Oh no mom and Krista are coming too, so nobody will be home, sorry."

   "What will you be doing when you get home?" Mike continued to quiz his
niece.

   "What do you mean?"

   "Well Donna I understand that you and your sister are seeking a man to
make love to you."

   I was standing there, and the girls both were in such a state of shock
that they were near enough to passing out, that I moved over towards them,
just in case.  I led them all over to sit down in the living room.

   "Why do you think that, Uncle Mike?" Donna said when she could find
where the cat hid her tongue.

   Mike smiled and said, "Your mom told me, Donna."

   She turned and looked at me, she then turned very red.  She began to
sputter, "Umm mmm, I don't know what she told you, but I wouldn't be doing
that, I'm only 12."

   "You maybe only 12 but I heard that you wanted to try it with a guy,"
Mike teased.  "I can understand your curiosity about being with a guy since
you have been with only with girls so far for the past year."

   Krista spoke up saying, "We don't do those things, Uncle Mike!"

   Mike looked at her.  "Yes you do Krista, and you seem to like to have
sex with whomever Donna is with.  Which is why you wanted to have sex with
a guy too."

   I was sitting there watching them twisting in the wind, Mike knew all
their secrets, as they tried to deny them.

   "Do you girls not know that your mom and I are close?  She tells me what
is going on here.  Even if she didn't I'm here in your house enough times
to know.  But you can relax; first I won't be telling any one your secrets,
second you don't have to try and pretend that you don't know things.  I've
known your mom is lesbian, and has been for a long time.  I know that she
has been with both of you," Mike said as he rested his hand casually on my
thigh.

   "That's why she asked me to be the man that made love to you two.  She
knows that I love both of you.  She knows that I can give you a special
time for your first time.  But if I do this with you, I hope you don't go
around wanting to be with all the guys around."

   The girls were both so stunned.  They couldn't speak for a minute. 
Donna found her voice first.  "You're the guy mom got for us?  But you're
our uncle, that's incest."

   Mike smiled again and said kindly, "Yes, Donna I'm your uncle, and I'll
make love to you if you want me.  But remember if you are making love with
your mother, that is incest too.  So I would think that if you don't have
problems being with her, then you wouldn't have a problem being with me, or
do you?"

   "Oh no Uncle Mike!  I think it's alright.  You will even do it with me?"
Krista piped up.

   "Yes, that's what you had said you wanted isn't it Krista?" said Mike.

   He continued, "But it seems that there is supposed to be some kind of a
trip your suppose to be going on?  Was it Calaway Park you were planning to
go to?  If you want to go, you better get a move on or the lines will be so
long."

   The girls were ready in a flash, and out the door we went.  They both
had fun at the park riding the rides.  Donna rode the rides with Mike while
Krista rode with me.

   We went to dinner that night at Donna's choice of a restaurant.  When we
got home I sent Donna to the shower, and Mike followed her shortly after.
We said good night to them, as they went to the girls' bedroom.

   Chapter 8

   With them in there, Krista was going to spend the night with me.  I
would get to spend one last night with my virgin daughter, while her sister
was losing hers.  I enjoyed eating her little virgin pussy, since the next
time I got it, it wouldn't be virgin any more.  Krista and I had a good
time.  I didn't hear much from the next room.  I thought that maybe I would
hear Donna when Mike broke her cherry, but either she wasn't loud or they
covered it well enough.

   Next morning I got up and made all of us breakfast.  Donna seemed to be
a little stiff legged and perhaps in a little pain down there.  I gave her
some of a popular children's pain medication.  But she seemed happy enough
about what she wanted and got.

   While Donna might look hurt, Mike on the other hand seemed pretty happy.
Today was now going to be Krista's day, and she couldn't wait to start. 
She wanted to go to the Stampede.  It was good for Donna at least she could
sit and watch not walking like yesterday.

   It is always great to go to the stampede, especially the chuck wagon
races.  The evening went the same way as yesterday, only Krista got to
choose the restaurant this time.  Showers were followed by bed, Mike
walking hand in hand with Krista into the girls' bedroom to make her a
woman at 10 years of age, a year younger that I was when he did that with
me.

   Donna joined me.  She was still a bit sore for sex, so we just cuddled
together.  We got to talking.

   "We haven't had the chance to talk alone before, so tell me how did it
go yesterday?"

   "OK I guess, I mean I don't know I didn't ever do it before, so I don't
know."

   "Did you like the sex, was it as good as you thought it might be?"

   "In that way it was like they said it would be in the books.  It was
interesting to see a real one.  He showed me what to do with his dick.  Oh
maybe I shouldn't say that!  Is it wrong to call it a dick?"

   "It is OK to call it that" I assured her.  "Did you like his dick?"

   "Yeah it was nice, I was glad it wasn't so huge, but it sure was big
enough.  It hurt some when he went in me, but he was real nice about it. 
He was always asking me how it was, did I hurt and stuff like that.  He got
all the way in me.  Thanks for giving me that lube, I did get an orgasm
from the sex with him, and I could feel him cum in me.  I liked it, it was
nice but I got the same orgasms from you and Janice.  I even sucked on his
dick, and he came in my mouth.  His stuff doesn't taste near as nice as
your juices, mom." She smiled up at me, then continued, "How did you get
Uncle Mike to have sex with me and Krista anyway?"

   "Well, I had told you a while ago that I wasn't one to follow the rules
so well.  That is how I can be lesbian, and make love with my cute little
daughters." I said as a gave her a little squeeze.

   She looked at me with imploring eyes, "Yeah but that is you mom, how did
you get Uncle Mike to do it?"

   "Your uncle loves you both very much, he wants to see the best for you
just as much as I do."

   "Yeah but he would do incest, and with underaged girls?  How is that
possible that he would do that?"

   "There is a lot about your uncle you might not know.  I picked him to do
this for several reasons.  Because he loves you.  He is a good lover, don't
you think so?  But also I know that he has had some experience with an
underaged girl before."

   Donna was still a little confused.  "Uncle Mike has been with young
girls before?  When?  I never saw him with any!  His girlfriends are always
near his age or some of them were even older....  Wait you don't mean that
some of those that were moms with daughters, he was doing stuff with the
daughters?"

   "Well that I don't know about that, and I doubt that he was.  What I was
thinking of happened a long time ago," I said.

   "If it was a long time ago, then how do you know?" Donna asked.

   "You forget that he's my brother and we grew up in the same house.  I
knew what went on there."

   "How could he have young girls there?" Donna was wide-eyed.  "When
grandma is still bent out of shape that you have me and Krista, and you
weren't married and you were so young.  How could she ever allow Uncle Mike
have any young girls in the house?  Grandma seems to know everything."

   "Your grandma didn't always know as much as she thinks she does," I
assured my daughter.  "She wasn't as clued in about what went on, as much
as she thought that she was, Nor was she as in control of things as she
imagined.  Which is why she is still bent about my having you when I was so
young.  She didn't know a thing about what I was doing to get pregnant."

   "But even if Uncle Mike did have young girls, why would you think that
he would want to do incest?"

   I said, "Well incest runs in families."

   More wide eyed surprise from Donna, "Are you saying he has done incest
before?"

   "You think that I am the only one in my family that does that?"

   "If Uncle Mike did incest who would he have done it with?..." She looked
up at me with yet another wide eyed expression.  "Wait a minute, you said
he did sex with young girls and he did incest.  You had me when you were
young." With almost was whisper she asked, "Did he have incest sex with
you, mom?"

   With a bit of a smile as I thought back to the day he took my cherry, I
said, "Yes Mike and I made love together, he was my first lover.  He took
my cherry just like he took yours."

   After a pause when the light seemed to go on, "Mom,..." she asked with
more than a bit of trepidation in her voice, "Is Uncle Mike my dad?"

   "I have never lied to you, and I won't start now.  Yes he is, and he's
dad Krista's too.  But I don't want you to tell her that.  Mike and I
wouldn't want her to know that for now.  Before you ask, yes he knows that
you and Krista are his daughters.  You had once asked who your dad was, now
you know.  How do you feel about that?"

   Her face had a wide eyed expression that showed she could hardly believe
what she had just heard.  With a whisper she said, "Mom that means I gave
my cherry to my dad.  That kinda blows my mind.  My uncle is my dad.  That
is a lot to know!  I guess I know now what you meant about why you never
married my dad, and that it's complicated.  But I agree he is a great guy.
I can see why you love him, and why you couldn't marry him.  It is amazing
I have known my dad my whole life, I just didn't know that he was."

   I said, "Are you happy with the answers that you found?"

   "I am glad that I had sex with a guy," said Donna, "and I'm glad that I
know who my dad is.  I just didn't know that they would be with the same
person.  But I guess I'm OK with it.  He was so nice to me and he wanted to
make it good for me."

   "I told you that your dad was a special guy," I said.

   "You know mom, even though he is my dad and I enjoyed sex with him, do
you think that Uncle Mike, or maybe I should say dad, would be upset if I
didn't want to have sex with him any more?" She looked to me for answers,
then added, "What do you think should I call him dad or Uncle Mike?"

   "He's a great guy.  And if that is your choice about not having more sex
with him, I am sure he won't feel bad about it.  As what to call him, for
now I think that is best if you still call him Uncle Mike, if only for your
sister's sake.  Maybe later we will let him know that you know that he is
your dad."

   "Mom can I still have sex with you?"

   "Yes of course," I said, sweeping her into my arms.  "But why do want to
be with me, your mom, and not your dad?"

   Donna considered her answer carefully.  "Sex with a guy was interesting,
but you said before that there is little that a guy and girl can do that
two girls can't do.  I think I like being with girls better.  Can we try
some of those things you have, like that vibrator?  But just not tonight, I
am sore still." That made me smile.

   Chapter 9

   I heard the shower early in the morning.  I was too tried and I didn't
want to wake Donna as I got up.  Mike, I knew, would need to start to get
ready for work.  I knew he would let himself out.  I would catch up with
him later.  It wasn't long before it was time for me to get up and start to
get ready for work too.  I did it as quietly as possible.  When I was out
of the shower and making my breakfast, Krista came bouncing into the room.

   You would have thought that Donna was an old woman with the way she
walked stiff legged yesterday, but Krista was lightly bouncing like she was
on cloud nine.  I couldn't help but ask her, "Did you and Uncle Mike have
sex last night?"

   "Oh yes mom, three times, can you imagine, we did it three times!" she
said brightly with a winning smile.

   "Wow!  That's great!" I cried, beaming at her.  "I take it you liked
it."

   "Oh mom it was super!  I loved it, it was so good."

   I couldn't believe that she had intercourse and was still walking on air
like this.  "What did you and Uncle Mike do?"

   "We kissed, he is as good a kisser as you mom, and he played with my
boobs, even if I didn't have any.  He said I was 'real cute this way.'" I
guffawed at that.  "He treated me like I had a 'great pair,' he even said
that.  Then he rubbed me and then he went down and kissed my pussy.  He was
kissing me it so good I had a cum a couple of times the last time he did
that he was licking me and the next thing I knew he was kissing my lips and
he pushed his tongue in my mouth.  I could feel his peter in my pussy.  I
didn't even know when he put it in me.  But he was pulling it out of me and
pushing it back in me.  It was so good, I got another cum from him being in
me.  Just as I was finishing I could feel him push in me real deep, then I
could feel that I got real wet there.  He was making noises.  He told me
later that he was cumming then, and what I felt was his sperm going into
me. Mommy it was so cool!  Just think that's the stuff to make babies he
put into me."

   I gasped, "Thank heavens you won't be able to have any babies for a few
years, so don't go getting ideas into your head about having babies, when
you aren't much more than a baby yourself."

   She rolled her eyes at me like the teen she would be becoming and said,
"I know mom!  I see how hard it is for you being a young single mom.  But
still it's so cool to have his sperm in me.  Mom do you think that Uncle
Mike will do it more with me?"

   "If you liked it so much maybe you can convince him to do that with you
again.  But remember that you can't tell anybody about this.  Also I don't
want you to be looking for other boys to do this with," I cautioned her.

   "But I can still do this with Uncle Mike, can't I?"

   I nodded, "Yes, if he wants to too."

   Krista beamed again and started jumping up and down, "Oh mom!  I hope he
does, can you tell him and see if you can get him to do it again with me!"

   I wanted more of her story, so I asked, "You said you did it three
times. If he was in your pussy that time, what did you do the other two
times?"

   Krista said, "He did it my pussy twice, but the second time he had me
suck on his peter.  He put his sperm in my mouth, I wasn't sure I was going
to like it, but it wasn't bad at all, and I rather liked it.  It was cool
because I could feel it better than when he shot his stuff in my pussy.  We
kissed more and later he licked me again.  He had to wait a bit to get hard
again, but it wasn't so long.  He said that I was so sexy that he got hard
again a lot faster for the second time, and he said he doesn't ever get
hard three times in one night, but he said I was so exciting that he did.
Then he did it in my pussy again!  Isn't it great!"

   "Wow Krista sounds like you had a good time!" I said, catching her
energy and remembering how it had been when Mike and I started making love
all those years ago.  "Perhaps you should write your uncle a thank you card
for that."

   "Should I?" She asked.

   I called Mike later and we met after work at his place for a few
minutes. He confirmed what Krista told me.  He said that she was so sexy
for her age.  It made him wish that he and I had started younger.  But I
wasn't so sure about that.  He said that he had a good time with Donna too,
and tried to please her.  He thought that he had.  I told him that Krista
had a wonderful time, and wanted more.

   He asked me, "Are you OK with my doing more with Krista?  I mean she is
only 10, and she is our daughter."

   "I know that she would love it," I said recalling her bright smile.  "I
can't see much difference since she is 10, and I was 11.  She's your
daughter and I'm your sister.  Not too much difference, especially if you
don't get her pregnant like you did to me.  But at least that can't happen
to her for a couple of years yet."

   "Well if Krista wants it, and you are OK with it.  You are OK with it
aren't you?  Then I would like to be with Krista again, and more.  I
promise I won't get her pregnant.  What about Donna, what does she want?"
Mike asked.

   "Donna, for now, wants to stick with girls.  I think that would be a
good thing for her, since she will be getting her period sometime before
long.  I don't want her to end up like me, only this time with her daddy's
baby.  Not that I don't love you, Mike, and I'm glad we had the girls, but
who knows what our lives might have been without them?"

   Mike nodded slowly, "Yeah I know what you mean, sis.  By having them you
gave up a lot, And I'm sorry I got you into that mess."

   I reached out and took my brother's hand.  "Look, don't be sorry, I
wanted the sex as much as you.  Besides by being pregnant, I discovered who
I truly am, and I am happy living my life as a lesbian.  Besides we got two
great kids out of it.  I just hope you don't go making Krista pregnant when
her time comes."

   Mike laughed and threw up his hands in mock surrender, "OK!  OK sister
dear, I won't.  I do know a bit more than I did back then."

   He kissed me goodbye as I left for home.  I had resolved part of my
dilemma.  At least Donna won't be having sex with a guy.  So I don't have
to worry about her getting pregnant.  But now what to do about Krista?  I
hope I didn't create a monster with her.

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