Step Dad Seeds his Fertile Step Daughter and lived as Husband and Wife
11-08-2014, 12:03 AM
"If you didn't love this, you'd be pullin' away . . . but you're not. You're such a dirty girl, you want me to play with your ass, don't you?"
"Uh huh," she managed to affirm.
I straightened my left index finger so that she could push against it, if she wanted, and allow me to penetrate her most private and forbidden orifice. Almost at once, she sensed what I had done, and why I had done it, and she began to take advantage of the opportunity.
"I'm a dirty girl 'cause I want my stepdaddy to fuck my pussy and my ass at the same time. I'm so horny, I just wanna cum on your hand, daddy!"
By this time, my index finger was in her ass up to the first knuckle. I kept my finger in her ass as I withdrew my other index finger from her pussy and return to stimulate her clit.
"Oh, gawd, oh, oh . . . I'm gonna cum," she said. The next thing I heard was something sub-vocal, something primordial, something hormonal, something driven by uncontrollable forces. She was having an orgasm and the orgasm was the only thing that she cared about at that moment.
As she was rocked by waves of contractions, she shifted her weight so that she went into more of a crouching position. This brought my left index finger deeper into her ass and, as I penetrated the depth of her teenaged derriere, she began to wildly utter "oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, . . .."
After about 15 or 20 seconds of total orgasmic absorption, Miss Sarah began to descend from the precipice of her la petite mort and return to the world of my apartment living room. She raised herself up to an erect position and my left index finger exited her most forbidden tunnel.
I stood and put my arms around her, embracing her with tenderness and love. "I love makin' you feel good, Miss Sarah," I said sweetly.
"Oh, Daddy, that was so much more than good. I thought I was gonna pass out when I came!"
"I'm glad you enjoyed it so much. You know, we've gotta lotta time this mornin' to do more of whatever you wanna do. . . . Oh, and, what's up with the 'daddy' thing?" I asked.
"Don't you like it when I call you 'Daddy?'" she asked.
"Oh, yeah, it makes it seem so naughty, like I'm bein' such a bad boy and you're bein' such a bad girl, but, if we're gonna be a couple and do things out in public and meet people together, you shouldn't be callin' me Daddy, 'cause people'll think I'm some sorta pedophile or somethin'."
"Well, you are a pedophile, kinda. I'm a sweet, innocent little girl and you took my virginity and you fucked my mouth and you fucked my ass and you made me cum so hard I thought I had peed on myself. You have taken my innocence and now I'm your willin' sex slave." She laughed and I knew she was just teasing me. "But, I do get it, and hearin' you talk about us bein' a couple sounds so good. How 'bout if I just call you 'Daddy' when we're in private?"
"That would be very nice . . . and very naughty, too. Now, what would like for me to do next," I inquired.
"Well, Daddy, I was hopin' that you might finish undressin' me and suck on my nipples for awhile," she answered.
"Why, I'd love to, honey. Why don't you step into my bedroom and we'll make ourselves more comfortable?" I suggested.
She walked into the bedroom and I followed her. Once she was in the bedroom, she began to turn around but I told her not to. Instead, I walked up behind her and placed my arms around her. I placed my mouth at her right ear and nibbled on her ear lobe before saying, "I want you in my life forever and I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen. You've got my dick as hard as steel but this isn't just lust, Miss Sarah. I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Now . . . please tell me that that's what you want, too!" I hoped that she wanted me in the way that I wanted her.
She turned and faced me, then gently brought her lips to mine and kissed me softly. "You are all that I want and I can't imagine spendin' the rest of my life with anyone but you. If you want me, I'll be yours forever."
"You've got me," I assured her. I kissed her, not as a father or step-father, but as her lover, and I held her body tightly against me. As my tongue explored her mouth, my right hand slid down her dress until it cupped her beautiful ass. I gently squeezed and massaged her derriere as I whispered in her ear, "I want you, now!"
"You can have me," she replied, "but first you promised me, remember? You're supposed to finish undressin' me and suck on my little teenaged titties until I can't stand it anymore."
"Oh, yes, I remember . . . and I intend to give you what you want. Now, turn around," I directed her.
As soon as her back was towards me, I reached up to the top of her dress and began pulling the zipper down. Slowly, as the zipper fell, the sides of her dress fell away from her body, exposing her precious creamy smooth skin. I ran the tip of my index finger up her spine until I reached the base of her neck, then I used both hands to pull the dress off of her shoulders. She lowered her arms and with a magical shake of her body, the dress dropped to the floor.
"Why, Miss! You're not wearin' any panties!" I exclaimed in feigned surprise.
"Well, sir, I had panties on when I left home this morning, but some dirty old man pulled them down and took 'em and then he wouldn't give 'em back to me," she explained with a pretended expression of embarrassment. "And, the worst part is . . . he stuck his fingers in me and made me cum twice . . . and now . . . I know it sounds dirty, but I can't help it, sir . . . I jus' need a man to suck on my titty nipples and then fuck me with his dick."
"Well, I'm might sorry to hear about yer predicament, ma'am. Bein' that I am such a gentleman, I think I oughta help you out with that problem. Here, I'll just loosen up this brassiere and see what I can do about that nipple problem."
"Why, I'd be ever so grateful!" she said.
As soon as her bra hit the floor, I had my arms wrapped around her body and a hand on each nipple. "First, I'm gonna play with your nipples just like this and then I'm gonna suck on 'em 'til you tell me to stop. Then, I'm gonna fill you with my man meat and fuck you 'til you're full o' my cum." I was rolling her nipples between my thumbs and index fingers and they felt like little pebbles.
"You are 100% absolutely naked and I'm not. What a dirty little girl!" I told her. "If my eyes were teeth, you'd be eaten up by now! I'll bet you want me to do dirty things to your little girl body!"
I turned her around and lowered my mouth to her breasts. I placed a hand on each side of her right breast and then sucked her nipple into my mouth. I bathed her nipple with my tongue, I sucked on her milk-maker, and I became deliriously obsessed with capturing the taste of her boobs and savoring it forever.
"Play with my pussy," she demanded pleadingly. "Please!"
I reached between her legs and quickly found her clit. As soon as I began rubbing it, she started cumming.
"Oh my gawd, fuck me, fuck me, I'm cummin'." This was followed by moaning and gasping for air as she experienced yet another peak in her sexual bliss that morning.
"Okay. Now, it's my turn," I said.
"And I think I know what you want, you dirty old man. I know what daddy wants to do to his little teeny step-daughter," she said. She turned and crawled up onto my bed. She stopped with her knees at the edge of the mattress and then she lowered her torso to the mattress so that her naked ass was pointed straight up at me. It certainly looked delicious!
"Why, Miss Sarah! When a girl gets in that position, do you know what it says to a man?" I asked.
"Yes, I do, Ron. It means here I am, stick it in my pussy or stick it in my ass, I don't care which, just stick it in me. Isn't that what it means?"
"Why, yes, honey, that's absolutely what it means. But . . . you said it was my turn to ask for somethin' and that isn't what I want, not just yet. I mean, I want it, but there's somethin' else I wanna see first," I said.
Raising her body back to an erect position, she said, "Well, just tell me and I'll do it."
"Okay. I want you to get back in the position you were in a minute ago, and then I want you to reach back with your hand and play with yourself 'til you cum."
She shook her head from side to side. "You wanna watch me play with myself? You are such a dirty old man, stealin' your innocent little step-daughter's virginity, fuckin' her virgin pussy, fuckin' her tiny mouth, fuckin' her tight ass, stealin' her wet panties, and then tellin' her to play with her pussy. You're just as dirty as I am, but there isn't anything I wouldn't do for you, so I'm gonna do it . . . but then I want you in me!"
She leaned back down to the bed so that her ass was sticking up at the edge of the bed and I had a full and complete view of her pussy, her ass, and the hand that she had guided back to her garden of delights.
"I usually use a vibrator when I play with myself, or I put the shower head between my legs, or sometimes I just get in the bathtub and let the water fall on my pussy. I've never had anybody watch, 'cept . . ."
"Except what, honey?" I asked.
"Well, this'll probably sound like I'm makin' it up but . . . when you and Mom were married, I used to get in bed at night and get my vibrator out and play with myself and I had this fantasy about you openin' my bedroom door and catchin' me in the middle of it and the idea of you seein' me do it just made me cum so hard!"
"So, a few weeks ago, Tina was spendin' the night, and, uh . . . we were in bed and talkin' about sex and she said somethin' about how hot you are and how she always wanted to fuck you, and so . . . I said, 'yeah, me, too,' and then I told her about how I used to play with my vibrator and think about you catchin' me and how hard that made me cum, so she said, 'yeah, havin' somebody else watch you while you diddle yourself would be so hot.' So then she says 'do you want to?' and I say 'want to what?' and she says get naked and watch each other."
11-08-2014, 12:03 AM
As she was telling me this story, her finger was massaging the little nubbin at the top of her slit, and her breathing was getting gradually more irregular.
"So, I asked her was she tryin' to go lesbo on me and she said 'no, I just thought it would be hot, 'cause it's so taboo,' so I said 'okay but you go first,' and she said 'okay but I wanna borrow your vibrator. So she stood up and took off all her clothes and, I'm not lesbo, but Tina has a pretty hot body. You know, she has kinda small tits but they were real firm and she had little nipples. So she gets my vibrator and puts it on her clit and then she puts it inside of her and we were lucky mom is so hard of hearin' 'cause Tina started cummin' and moanin' real loud and her nipples got real hard and I could smell her pussy juice."
"Wow, that's quite a story," I said, feelin' a bit guilty because I wish I had been there to see Tina naked, but I wasn't feeling too guilty because Miss Sarah had volunteered that story of her own volition. "So, then, did you . . .?"
"Oh, yeah," she answered, "when Tina came down from her orgasm, she says to me 'your turn' and I got up to take off my panties and she asked me if I needed any help. I swear I think she was tryin' to hit on me, but anyway . . . I said 'no' and I pulled down my panties and got back in bed, then I didn't wanna use the vibrator she had just used, so I just started fingerin' myself and, Ron, I'm not lez, but havin' her watch just made it so damn hot. I came so fuckin' hard, then we were both ready to go to sleep, so we did. Uh . . . in the middle of the night, I woke up and Tina was spooned up behind me and she had her arm over me and her hand on my boob and it was kinda weird but it didn't feel bad so I just went back to sleep."
"Holy, moly! That's so fuckin' hot!" I said. "You should bring your vibrator with you the next time you come over. We can have lots of fun with it."
"Are you close to cummin'?" I asked. I kneeled down on the floor directly behind Miss Sarah so that my face was only inches from her pussy and ass.
"So, when you fantasize about me . . . do you fantasize 'bout me stickin' my tongue in your pussy? I'll bet you think about getting' up on your knees and openin' yourself up to me and wonderin' which hole am I gonna stick it in, don't you?"
"That's what I'm wonderin' right now," she admitted. "And I don't care where you stick it, but I need you to cum in me."
I leaned forward and started licking her behind on either side of her puckered orifice. Miss Sarah moved her middle finger from her clit to her pussy and she penetrated her own female depths. Her arousal quickly increased and I drew my tongue closer to her most intimate opening, allowing the wet tip to graze the pinkish-red folds at the entry to her bowels.
"Oh gawd, that's so filthy but . . . don't stop!" she begged.
I continued licking and pushing my tongue against her rosebud.
"Fuck me now; I'm not gonna last much longer!" she warned me.
I needed no further encouragement. My dick needed no further encouragement. I stood and placed my probe at her dripping wet cunt and plunged forward with all of my desire.
"Keep fingerin' your clit," I said as I began to pound her pussy. "Your little girl pussy's so fuckin' tight, I'm not gonna last very long!"
I reached down with my right hand and slid my index finger down her ass crack. When I felt her anus, I pushed lightly with my fingertip so that it just started to penetrate her rear entrance. Feeling her spinchter squeeze my finger took my arousal to another plateau and I could feel my seed begin to collect for delivery to the waiting hot cauldron of her female desire.
"Honey, I'm so close . . . I'm gonna cum . . . oh, yeah . . . here it comes!" I said like an animal consumed with lust.
"Oh . . . oh . . . oh . . ." she wailed. I could feel her body falling over the cliff, become lost in uncontrollable sexual abandon. Her pussy muscles were contracting in waves and each pulse felt as if it wanted to pull me further into her vaginal playground.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me . . . don't stop!" she begged, lost in the throes of her passion.
With my left hand, I reached underneath her and squeezed her left nipple. That was all it took. Her pussy clamped down on me and refused to let go. My cum started travelling through my dick and it felt like a golf ball trying to squeeze through a garden hose. It hurt and it was heavenly and all I needed was the release of an eruption inside Miss Sarah.
"Oh, yeah," I exclaimed as the first spurt entered her nubile body. I continued thrusting, delivering my seed into its willing receptacle. "Oh, your pussy's so good, so tight, so fuckin' sexy!"
I felt the last drop of my cum leave my dick and deposit itself in Miss Sarah's pussy. "Oh, sweetie, you are the most incredible lover I have ever had!" I exclaimed.
As I pulled my deflating member from her cunt, Miss Sarah said, "If I fuck anymore right now, my pussy'll be sore for a week."
She collapsed on the bed, laying on her left side and I got in bed with her, spooning our bodies together. As I drifted off into a very contented sleep, I briefly thought about Miss Sarah living with me and I knew it was what I wanted. It was what she wanted, too. We would find a way to make it happen.
11-08-2014, 12:05 AM (This post was last modified: 11-08-2014 12:07 AM by Incest.)
Miss Sarah continued to visit me for a few hours during week nights and weekends and, occasionally, she would stay with me overnight if her mother was out of town. We continued to have sex in almost every way I knew and Miss Sarah made up for her innocence and ignorance of sex with her eagerness to please me. All of her visits did not result in us having sex but we were doing it at least twice a week.
Eventually, the date of the cruise arrived and Miss Sarah and I drove to the port to embark. We had a one bedroom cabin with a balcony that made my teen sweetie squeal with delight. She had brought her dressy clothes for fancy dining and she had brought her skimpiest bikinis for poolside and, of course, she had her birthday suit for our intimate moments.
The first night aboard ship, we had a wonderful dinner and then we went dancing in a lounge which was more appropriate for my age than hers. She was dressed in an elegant cocktail dress and she looked like a young girl trying to please an older man. As we slowed danced, I felt her rubbing her pussy against my thigh.
"Are you tryin' to make yourself get wet?" I asked.
"No . . . I'm already wet," she replied.
"Well, if you keep doin' what you're doin', my pants'll be so tight I won't be able to move," I warned her.
"Then let's go back to our room, dear," she said in a sultry voice.
As soon as the door closed, she turned to me and said, "I wanna do somethin' that we haven't already done," she said. Her tone of voice indicated that she had something specific in mind.
"What's that, honey?" I asked. It was difficult to believe that she had been an innocent virgin just months ago.
"Well, I tried that 69 thing before but guys always quit as soon as they came and I know you won't do that, so I wanna do it the right way and see what all the fuss is about."
"Honey, I won't stop until you beg me to stop," I promised her. I was surprised to realize that we had never done 69. She had given me oral pleasures many times and I had tasted the nectar of her aroused cunt on multiple occasions, but we had never given each other an oral orgasm simultaneously.
It only took a few moments for both of us to be out of our clothes and on the bed. My head was on the pillow and my feet at the bottom of the bed. As soon as I was settled into my position, Miss Sarah got on top of me with her knees straddling my chest and her feet by my ears. To hell with foreplay!
Within a few seconds, I felt her tongue exploring my member. When I opened my eyes, I looked up and saw her beautiful shaved pussy and her obscenely and naughtily exposed asshole. My tongue was inexorably drawn to her pussy like a magnet pointing to the north. As soon as I made contact with the folds of her bare cunt, she began to moan.
"Ooh, don't stop, Daddy!" she entreated me. "That feels so damn good!"
I had my hands on her rump, gently rubbing in circles. I rubbed in wider circles, bringing my hands closer to her forbidden valley. As soon as my fingertips grazed the outer folds of her pucker, her cheeks squeezed together.
"Should I stop?" I asked briefly as I withdrew my mouth from the lips of her very wet pussy.
"You'd better not!" she retorted, immediately returning to her work on my throbbing dick.
I reached to my bedside and grabbed a bottle of lubricant. I opened it and squeezed a few drops onto my right index finger. As soon as I had secured the bottle, I placed the tip of my index finger at the entrance to her naughty hole. I applied a slight pressure to the middle of her orifice and waited for her response.
She immediately began to rock backwards as if she wanted my finger to thrust into her. I plunged my finger in up to the second knuckle and she went wild. This only caused me to redouble my efforts on her clit as I sucked it into my mouth and then released it, as if I were giving her clit a blow job.
"Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd, ooooh . . .," she wailed as an orgasm consumed her body. Her ass cheeks were pulsating and squeezing my finger as her pussy flooded my face with the nectar of her sexual release.
Her moaning pushed me over the edge and I warned her, "I'm gonna cum . . . oh, jeez, I'm so close . . .."
She didn't hesitate to keep sucking as I began to erupt with spurts of hot cum into her mouth. The end of my dick felt as if she had sucked a golf ball through a drinking straw. As I emptied my seed into her mouth, I tried to catch my breath.
11-08-2014, 12:06 AM
"So good! So good!" It was all I could say.
She turned around in bed and snuggled up to me. "So THAT's what all the fuss is about," she said. "Wow, I thought my coochee was gonna explode! Can you do that again, Daddy?"
"As often as you want," I replied, "but there are still other things for us to explore."
"Like what?" she asked.
"For now . . . sleep, my dear," I replied.
"Daddy, I love you," she whispered.
"I love you, too, Miss Sarah," I responded.
"Daddy, I don't love you just like a daddy. I mean that I love you like a woman loves a man. I'm in love with you," she said. There was a timidity in her voice, an uncertainty in her expression, as if she was afraid that her love would be unrequited.
"Miss Sarah, I am in love with you, too, like a man loves a woman. If you're afraid that I'm gonna stop lovin' you, you need to stop bein' afraid. When I'm with you, I'm in heaven. And that's not just when we're havin' sex."
She turned to me and gave me a gentle kiss on the lips.
Within a few minutes, we were both asleep, happy and contented with our lives.
When I awoke next morning, she was awake and standing at the balcony door. She was not wearing anything except her smile. As she stood at the door, she was facing outward, looking past the railing, and she did not turn when she heard me arising.
"It's a beautiful view, isn't it, Daddy?" she asked as she looked out at the open sea.
"Just beautiful, Sweetie. This is certainly a cabin with a view, a magnificent view," I said. My eyes never left her naked young body. I walked up behind her and placed my hands on her warm breasts. Her nipple began to harden and my dick began to fill with desire for her body.
"Daddy, do you love me just for the sex?" she asked.
"Why are you feelin' so insecure? Honey, I love havin' sex with you but I love you for much more than just that. Why . . . do you think that I'm obsessed with havin' sex with you?"
"Well, yeah, but I'm not complainin' about the sex, 'cause its wonderful. I just need to know that this isn't just about sex," she explained. "Will you still love me a month from now, or a year from now?"
"Sweetie, it's quite normal, when you find somethin' that you really, really like, to want to hold on to it and never let it go, but . . . life can be funny sometimes. Things change, things happen that you never expected, and suddenly life is much different than you ever thought that it would be. You just can't predict the future. You can't."
"Daddy, are you tryin' to say that you won't want me forever?"
"No, no, no! Honey, I want you for as long as you'll have me," I insisted.
"Even if that's forever?" she asked in her little girl voice.
"I hope it's forever," I answered.
For a moment, I became lost in my reverie. I really did hope that it would be forever. I realized that Miss Sarah was everything that I wanted in a woman. Of course I realized that our age difference would present problems but I thought we could handle whatever difficulties arose.
The bigger challenge was the fact that I had been married to Miss Sarah's mother. Since my marriage to Gretchen had ended in divorce, Miss Sarah was not legally my step-daughter. A relationship between us was not forbidden by the laws against incest but polite society would still view our union dimly. Gretchen would become my mother-in-law, but Miss Sarah seemed so distant from Gretchen that I didn't know what the future would hold for their relationship. Perhaps Gretchen wouldn't be such a big problem.
'What if we had children?' I thought. 'Children!? Why am I thinking about children?' My sudden rush of thoughts was overwhelming and I quickly retreated back to the here-and-now.
"Daddy, is it okay if we go get breakfast now instead of havin' sex? I'm kinda hungry. We can do it later," Miss Sarah said with a gleeful anticipation.
"Sure, honey, sure," I replied.
Over breakfast, we began talking, once again, about the possibility of her living with me. We both saw the advantages and Miss Sarah, of course, saw no disadvantages.
"Honey, I'm not tryin' to talk you out of the idea, but if you live with me, your momma will probably never talk to you again."
"Well, she doesn't have to know that we're sleepin' in the same bed every night," she offered.
"Right, but just the idea of you living in my home will push her off the deep end," I explained. "If she thinks that you and me are engaged in somethin' more, she'll probably try to have me arrested. It won't do her any good, but she'll sure enough try." I felt very confident about this.
"Then I'll come visit you in jail every day," Miss Sarah promised with a laugh.
"Honey, as much as I want you, I don't want to tear you away from your mother. She's the only mother that you'll ever have and -- despite all the bad things that I can say about her, or that you can say about her -- she's the one that gave birth to you and wiped your ass when you didn't even know you had crapped in your pants."
Miss Sarah laughed at my crude humor. "That's all true, but if she comes between me and you, I'll never forgive her and I'll never have anything like a mother-daughter relationship with her, anyway, so what difference does it make?"
"Miss Sarah, you don't have to rush into a decision about this. I just brought it up for you to think about," I said.
"I don't need to think about it anymore. I've already thought about it and it's what I want," she replied. "How soon can I move in?"
"If you're sure about it . . . when we get back home, we'll go right to my place to unpack and then you can go get your things."
"You'll come with me, won't you?" she asked.
"If you want, but you and your momma might wanna have a private conversation," I tried to explain.
"You mean so she can tell me what a son of a bitch you are?" Miss Sarah asked.
"Something like that," I responded.
"Well, I already know what you are and I know what your faults are and I love you anyway, so it won't matter." She seemed quite determined to not.
She certainly made love to me as if she wanted to capture my heart forever. For the next three days, we continued to enjoy excursions on shore, fine dining and dancing in the evenings, and wild, hot sex late at night and in the mornings.
We didn't have sex the same way twice. I came in her hand. I came in her mouth. I came in her pussy. I came on her tits. I came in her ass. She came with my finger in her pussy. She came with a vibrator in her pussy. She came with my tongue in her pussy. She came with me sucking on her nipples. She came with me fingering her ass. She came while humping my leg. She came from masturbating while I watched. We had so much sex that my dick was sore from overuse (but I'm not complaining.)
What we had was love. It wasn't just fucking. Fucking is what you do when you have sex just for your own pleasure and there happens to be a partner in bed having sex with you. Love is what you do when you want your partner to feel as much pleasure as possible, when you want your partner to know how aroused you are and how much you appreciate them for being with you. We made love and I knew that I was not just infatuated with Miss Sarah, not just in lust with her, but in love.
When our ship returned to port, we drove the two hours back to my apartment and I brought all of the bags inside. I told Miss Sarah that I had an errand to run and that she should start unpacking her bags and making room in my bedroom for her stuff.
A few hours later, I returned and saw that she had wasted no time in changing the bedroom to accommodate her and her things. I told her that it was time to go see her mother and we both got in the car. After a few minutes, it became obvious that I was not headed towards Gretchen's home.
"Where are we goin', Ron?" she asked.
"Well, I remembered that I have one more stop to make before we go see your mother. So . . . just bear with me and we'll get through all of this together. You trust me, right?" I asked.
"Absolutely," she responded.
About ten minutes later, we passed through the entrance of the state park. Because it was a mid-week day, I quickly found a parking spot.
"What are we doin' here, Ron?"
"You'll see. Just trust me," I said.
I opened the car door, grabbed her hand and led her across the walkway over the dunes and out to the sandy beach. Once we were on the beach, we began walking northward, so that the sun was not in our eyes, and I began talking.
"Miss Sarah, I cannot imagine anyone else ever makin' me feel the way that you do. You're such a beautiful girl and I know that you won't be this young forever, but your beauty is more than just your physical appearance. There are so many ways that you make me feel special, that you make me feel loved! When we were on the ship, I thought that you were feelin' insecure about our future and I spent some time thinkin' about that. If you are willin' to be a part of my future and commit yourself to a lifetime with me, then there is only one right and honorable thing to do."
11-08-2014, 12:06 AM
As I said that, I stopped and got down on one knee. I looked up into her eyes and I could see that, at last, she knew what I was getting ready to say.
"Miss Sarah, I would consider myself to be the luckiest guy on the earth if you would be my wife. Will you marry me?"
She began crying and they were obviously tears of joy. "I consider myself to be the luckiest girl on earth because you asked me to marry you. Yes, yes, yes, of course I'll marry you."
As soon as she said yes, I reached into my pocket and retrieved an engagement ring. She held her hand out and I placed the ring on her finger. "Please accept this as a token of my love for you. I promise you that my love for you will never end."
". . . and when we have babies, each of them will be a reminder of our love. And I hope that we'll start havin' babies as soon as we're married," she replied.
And so began our life together. Gretchen blew a gasket and moved away with a woman who I suspected to be her lesbian lover. Miss Sarah and I had a wedding which was attended by most of our family and friends, although some chose to express their disdain for our choice by boycotting the event. Of course, those people were crossed off of our Christmas card list.
Eventually, we had three children, two boys and a girl. Miss Sarah is a wonderfully devoted wife and mother and I am a devoted and faithful husband. Sometimes our children complain about being woken in the middle of the night by noises coming from the direction of our bedroom. Miss Sarah has continued to be extremely uninhibited in the bedroom, but our adventures never involve sex with others or being watched by others. When we have sex, it's not fucking; it's love, it's beautiful, and it's a private thing. If you've ever truly been in love, you understand.
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