At ten weeks, she attended her first ultrasound. Having her father with her raised a few curious glances, claiming he was attending as the ‘father’ of her baby wasn’t involved and her mother was ostracised from the family. That explanation certainly earned approving smiles from the nurses towards her father, though his focus was only on her.
Seeing their child for the first time made her cry harder than she could remember. Her only regret was that she couldn’t tell the world that her own father was the reason why she was carrying their child. Otherwise, she was told the baby was healthy from what they could see, and she was asked various questions about her lifestyle and how she was organising herself. Again, more smiles at her father when she suggested he was by her side, every step of the way.
Hannah learned that her mood would start to swing like crazy and she had some interesting cravings with every week that passed. And she would also go through periods when she didn’t want to be touched, then the very next day, she’d crave nothing but her father and his thick cock inside her. On those days she didn’t want to be touched, she’d ensure she was dressed and would sleep in her own bedroom. On the days she was unbelievably horny, her father would barely step foot inside once he’d finished work before his cock was in her mouth, eagerly swallowing his cum, before she’d strip naked and practically demand he fuck her the rest of the night.
Good thing he was still relatively young, incredibly fit, and as horny as the three young women who lived in the same house, as there wasn’t a single day that he wasn’t kept busy fulfilling the desires of his twin daughters and Kelly.
Hannah was delighted looking in the mirror with each passing week, seeing her breasts grow along with her belly. Her father would stand behind her, rubbing her belly while helping relieve some of the growing pressure in her breasts. He explained what would happen once she’d given birth, admitting he would have no problem drinking her milk to keep the pressure at bay.
“You like that, Daddy?” she had to ask.
“Claire always thought it was a little weird, though she couldn’t help thank me each time. But you’re going to leak constantly, sweetheart, and considering your boobies…” She couldn’t help giggle. Even after all this time, that was her name for them. He chuckled too before continuing. “I know you’re uncomfortable at the moment. Carrying our child isn’t easy, and it won’t get any easier once you’ve given birth. It’s my role to do anything in my power to raise our child while ensuring the burden isn’t only yours.”
“I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you, Mummy.”
She giggled again. Within a few months, she would be a mother. She was so excited to meet their child. She was ever so eager for the ultrasound that would tell them the sex of their child. Part of her wanted the surprise, but knowing the sex meant they could at least prepare.
The day they found out she was carrying their son led to tears for both of them. She wanted to give her father a son, her father had wanted a son for years but had never thought it would happen. “Next time, I’d love my daughter to give me another one just like herself,” he whispered into his ear once they embraced back in his car.
“Think I’m stopping at just two, Daddy?” she asked, meeting his eyes, unable to stop her smile.
“Really?”
“I’ll let you know when I’m ready to stop having babies, Daddy. And don’t forget Kelly!”
“I won’t and I haven’t but we’re going to need a bigger house!”
The longer her pregnancy continued, she found herself getting hornier. Her father probably fucked her more than anyone with each passing month. There were no complaints from Katie or Kelly, considering the former was quite happy using the strap-on regarding the latter, and their four friends were slowly but surely starting to move on with their own lives, finding their own boyfriends. It seemed to be an unwritten agreement that, once they started building a family, her father’s focus would be on his twin daughters and Kelly.
With her belly getting larger, certain positions were more difficult, but nothing would stop her riding her father’s big cock. With her larger breasts, his hands would rub her belly before he’d gently squeeze her sensitive breasts, sitting up to suck at her nipples. With her emotions all over the place, her orgasms were even stronger, finding herself bursting into tears whenever enjoying a strong climax. What made her happiest was the fact she spent most nights sleeping with him. This was agreement between the four living in the household, Hannah aware that, when Kelly was pregnant, she’d get most nights with her father.
Everything was prepared once she was in her eighth month. She would sleep in the master bedroom with her father, a crib was in their room for those first few months after the birth. Her own bedroom had been turned into a nursery, but her father already had big plans to build a second floor to add more bedrooms and bathrooms. Considering his profession, he’d already done the plans, it was simply a case of time and expenses, but given how many children that could possibly be born, space would eventually be at a premium.
Resting on her side one night after everyone had gone to bed, she felt her father behind her. “Slide it inside me, Daddy,” she whispered, “I need your big cock.”
She moaned as he slowly buried his cock. “This is how you got pregnant, sweetheart.”
Giggling away, she pushed down on his cock, unable to stifle the moan. “Won’t be the first time, Daddy. I want another baby after this one.”
“I’m not going to say no if you want another one or two.”
Feeling his lips at her neck, she gasped as he started to move faster, his fingers gently brushing over her incredibly sensitive nipples before he caressed her enormous belly. She would admit to finding joy in being pregnant and carrying their child. Sure, it was hard on her body at times, but she was young, fit and healthy, and she’d had absolutely no concerns during her pregnancy.
“Fuck me, Daddy!” she cried.
Feeling her father’s cock pumping her would never not be thrilling. With every month of her pregnancy that passed, she lurched between feeling not wanting him at all to wanting him constantly. She was thankful he seemed to understand and was incredibly patient. As she’d expect, of course, but even when she was being as crabby as she could remember, he’d always be close by to give her lots of hugs and kisses when her emotions simply got the better of her.
She was a month short of her twentieth birthday when her water finally broke, five days short of her expected due date. Her father was working from home, staying close in the event that would happen. Katie and Kelly were also at home, basically telling her father they were staying home to help, no matter what. As soon as she told her father, he proved how prepared he was. Within five minutes, she was sat on the back seat of his car, bags were in the boot, Katie driving, Kelly next to her, and she couldn’t help smile as her father remained by her side.
As Katie drove, his fingers caressed her face, keeping her calm the entire time they drove to the hospital. Kelly had called ahead, so by the time they arrived, the staff was ready to escort her inside. Her father never let go of her hand until someone asked who he was.
“He’s my father and he’s going to be in the fucking delivery room!” she yelled.
No-one was going to disagree with a pregnant woman on the verge of giving birth. The next few hours passed by in the blink of the eye but also as slowly as she could imagine. Her father never left her side. She would have loved her twin sister to be with her too, but despite her requests, only her father could remain with her. She would have loved to announced to the world that her daddy was the father of their child, but that wouldn’t end well for either of them.
Four hours after arriving at the hospital, Hannah gave birth to a healthy baby boy. As soon as she held him in her arms, she burst into tears, feeling her father kiss her forehead. “I’m so proud of you, sweetheart,” he whispered.
“He’s ours, Daddy,” she whispered, soft enough no-one else would hear her words.
She learned a lot within those first few days, mostly about nursing and caring for their child. She’d done a lot of reading since she’d learned she was pregnant, and her father had experience, but she learned theory was one thing, reality was another. But she learned her father would be there every step of the way, just like he’d promised.
“I can’t have sex for a while, Daddy,” she said upon returning home, “But can I…”
“Hannah, do you really think I’d send you out of our room?”
He’d called it ‘our’ room for quite a while, but it was the first time she’d really taken notice of his words. “Sweetheart, you’re staying here permanently. You’re the mother of our child. Once Kelly is pregnant, she’s moving in here. Then I’m simply buying a bigger bed as I won’t have Katie sleeping alone.”
“It’s six weeks until I can, Daddy,” she said, “I can sleep elsewhere…”
“Hannah, you’re not going anywhere. If I’m feeling horny, I’ll visit Katie or Kelly in their beds, but I’ll bring them with me so you’re not sleeping alone.”
“Okay,” she whispered, “Maybe we need that bigger bed earlier?”
Her father had the bigger bed within a fortnight, and the four in the household were soon sleeping together, though the three other bedrooms were kept as they were, as one of them occasionally wanted to sleep alone or simply wasn’t in the mood for sex. Even her father wasn’t in the mood from time to time, the girls happy to just snuggle into him. He’d usually be in the mood by the next morning.
Watching her father make love to her twin sister or Kelly only ever made her smile, seeing the joy on their face as he slid his thick cock inside them. She’d never tire of watching her twin sister make love with her father, though she’d sometimes find herself blushing when her father really fucked Katie nice and hard. It was obvious how much her twin sister loved it, and her father was slowly losing any inhibitions in giving his daughter exactly what she wanted.
There was also no missing that Kelly was now desperate to be with their child, but over breakfast one morning, her father suggested that before they try for a baby, they get married. He wasn’t worried about any sort of tradition in that respect but… Well, though he would love to marry his daughters, that simply wasn’t possible, but he loved Kelly exactly like his daughters, so wondered if she wanted to marry first before trying?