Hannah
Kneeling by the toilet, she felt her stomach churn before needing to put her face into the bowl and feel sorry for herself once again. She felt her eyes sting with tears. No-one liked feeling or being sick, but this was the fourth or fifth morning that she’d woken up and felt it necessary to be sick. After one more time, she flushed and managed to lift herself up to her feet, looking in the mirror. She was looking rather pale, washing out her mouth before brushing her teeth.
Opening the bathroom door, Katie stood in front of her. The fact her twin sister was smiling had Hannah wanting to slap her. “Why are you smiling?” she grumbled.
“Hannah, you don’t realise? When was your last period?” Hannah couldn’t help smile. Her period was synced up to her sister. Katie had one the previous month. She hadn’t. “Hannah, I think it’s obvious.”
“I’ll go to the pharmacy after daddy has left for work. Then I’ll organise an appointment with the doctor if it’s positive.”
“I’m sure he’s already noticed you’re being sick each morning, Hannah.”
“I know. He’s looked after me each morning since it started. He definitely already knows something is up, but I don’t think he wants to say anything until I’ve taken a test.”
Returning to her own bedroom, she wrapped herself in a robe and padded to the kitchen. Her father was already at the table with some toast and coffee, though he stood up as soon as she appeared, feeling his strong arms immediately embrace her. “Get more than one, sweetheart,” he whispered, “I’ll be here every single step.”
She couldn’t help bursting into tears straight away. Her father just held her, swaying gently, the tears eventually subsiding as she felt herself react in her arms. “I’ll go to the pharmacy, Daddy,” she whispered.
“Want me to stay home?”
“Please…”
“Okay. We’ll do this together. I’m not missing a thing, sweetheart.”
Katie walked into the kitchen, giving her father a knowing look. Kelly appeared a minute or so later, immediately hugging Hannah, whispering some lovely words into her ear. It made her blush, as she knew how much Kelly wanted a baby too. Katie and Kelly soon disappeared for university and work respectively, Hannah helping her father clear up the kitchen before she wandered off to get dressed. She was naked in her bedroom when she felt the presence of her father behind her, feeling his strong arms wrap around body, holding her as tight to his body as always.
“Daddy,” she giggled.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m feeling better, Daddy,” she whispered, “Want to make sure I’m pregnant?”
She loved hearing his laughter. “How, sweetheart?”
“Just bend me over the bed and fuck me. We’ll got to the pharmacy with your cum leaking out of me.”
Her father almost did what she wanted, ensuring she was up on the bed, before she felt him move behind her, moaning as she felt his thick cock slide inside her. She would never tire of that feeling, her father’s cock inside her pussy. The fact she was his daughter only heightened the taboo of their coupling but also the love they felt for each other.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she moaned.
He fucked her, just like she wanted. Nothing like he would fuck her twin sister from time to time. Watching him fuck Katie seemed like an endurance event when both were into it, and when they threw in some anal or bondage, it made her horny as hell and she enjoyed the sheer delight on her sister’s face, but it was nothing she ever wanted to try.
“Daddy!” she squealed, feeling him cock thrust a little faster. He was always so gentle with her, knowing just how she wanted it. She wanted each time with her father to feel like they were ‘making love’. He could ‘fuck’ Katie and her other friends, she wanted to feel that connection each and every time.
Feeling him leaned forward, lowering herself down so she could feel him even deeper inside her, he started to thrust a little faster, but nothing like she’d seen with Katie or Kelly. “Oh, Daddy!” she moaned.
“Going to make sure you’re pregnant,” he growled, though she heard the humour, unable to stop herself giggling, “And if you’re not, then next time you’re fertile, you’re not leaving this bedroom until we’re absolutely sure.”
“And you, Daddy?”
“Sweetheart, we’re going to have so much sex, we’ll both be hobbling around after a couple of days.”
“Give me a baby, Daddy!”
Feeling him sit back, his arms eventually pulled her back so she was resting against him, his thick cock still pumping her. When he tweaked her nipples, she couldn’t help the loud moan that escaped her, but it was when his fingers found her clit that the orgasm that had been building simply exploded. Her father helped her remain somewhat sitting on him as he continued pumping into. She’d never ask him to stop, almost obsessed with feeling his cock inside her. When he whispered he was close, she found the energy to slam her body back down onto his cock.
“Fuck… Sweetheart…”
“Cum in me, Daddy!” she cried.
Her daddy did just what she wanted, burying his cock and blasting into her womb again. Well, that’s what she liked to think anyway. He always came a lot whenever they made love, pushing herself down onto his cock as his cock throbbed with each spurt, feeling his arms tighten around her as they both relaxed after their orgasms.
“Fucking hell,” her father muttered, “How many kids do you want, sweetheart?”
“More than one, Daddy,” she giggled.
“Good thing I keep myself fit then.”
After enjoying a shower together, where her father helped give her another orgasm with just his fingers, they dressed and readied to head out. She loved heading out with her father, holding his hand all the time. She was thankful to live in a city of a few million people so they probably wouldn’t be recognised by most people, and even if they were, the pair kept public displays of affection to a minimum.
Buying a couple of pregnancy tests from the pharmacy earned a couple of glance, giggling when he simply stated she was her father, ensuring his daughter wasn’t alone during what could prove to be a difficult period. “Where’s her mother?” one of the ladies behind the counter decided to ask.
The question pissed them both off, she knew that for sure. Before her father could reply, she got in before him. “My mother decided sleeping with some other wanker, then abandoning her family entirely, was more important than being with her children. Now my daddy is here with me to ensure his daughter isn’t alone as she discovers if she is carrying a child or not.”
They left the pharmacy with apologies from the head pharmacist ringing in their ears. Her father kept a blank face but the question had simply pissed her off. She hated the stereotypes that seemed to persist about what parents would and would not do, particularly in regards to fathers and their interactions with their daughters, whether they were children or adults.
Returning home, her father remained by her side the entire time, not wanting to miss a thing. Peeing in front of him would normally have been embarrassing, but considering what they would find out soon, she just loved the fact he was holding her hand as she peed on the first stick. Then it was a case of waiting.
Twenty minutes later, they both gazed at the little screen that would tell them. As soon as she saw what it said, she burst into tears, hugging her father tightly. What she didn’t realise at the time was that he was crying with her. She’d rarely seen her father cry, but when she leaned back and saw his tears, she couldn’t help smile, knowing that he was as happy as she was.
“I love you, sweetheart,” he whispered, “Thank you for this gift.”
“Guess we’d better start organising, Daddy?”
“Yeah, been a while since I’ve been through this.”
She couldn’t stop sharing the news as soon as Katie and Kelly returned home, but not wanting to jinx it, she knew that telling anyone else would have to wait. A godsend for Hannah was the fact her father had been through all this with Claire, so he still remembered everything they’d been through, therefore was able to make suggestions and even organise certain things for her. She knew her father would be by her side every step of the way.
If she didn’t love him before, she was now totally head over heels in love with him now due to the fact she was carrying their child. If nothing else would guarantee their relationship, the fact they were having a child together solidified it. And within days, her father simply couldn’t stop smiling, as excited as she was, while Katie and Kelly shared their excitement completely.
Her father went looking through his wardrobes and eventually found mementoes from Claire’s pregnancy nearly twenty years prior. While certain things would have changed, pregnancy itself hadn’t changed much at all. The first awkward moment would be antenatal classes.