"A Nelson baby," Chuck repeated. Now he understood the words, but they still didn't make sense. "Mark's baby," he said softly.
"Well," she said. "That would be OK. I mean it would be a Nelson baby. But I really wanted .... your baby Daddy."
Three people spoke at once. Mark said, "What?!" Cindy said, "Oooooo Mel," and Chuck's head snapped toward her, his mouth open. "Then why ...?"
Melody held up her hands. "I know I should have just said something, but I didn't think it would work." She looked at her brother and friend. "And I owe you guys an apology. I used you." They looked at her in confusion. "I knew that to get Daddy's attention ... I mean to get him to see me as a woman ... a possible sexual partner, I had to make him see me that way. I knew that after Mom died he started buying Playpen and masturbating to the pictures."
All three of the others in the room now had mouths hanging open. She went on. "So I talked Mark and Cindy into posing in Playpen ... so you'd see me ... as a woman. I knew you'd see it. I knew it would drive you crazy, and that ... something would happen."
"But what about the money?" croaked Mark. "You said we needed the money for college, but that you couldn't let some stranger have sex with you. You said not to worry about you getting pregnant."
Melody looked at him calmly. "We do need the money for college. I won't let a strange man have my body. You don't need to worry about whether or not I get pregnant. If you get me pregnant, it's a Nelson baby. That's fine by me. But I'd rather have Daddy's baby ... at least the first time."
Chuck couldn't get his mind wrapped completely around what he'd just heard. "But in the magazine ... you and Cindy ... I mean her pussy was full of spooge too."
"Oh that," laughed Cindy. "I've been in love with Mark for years. I just want to have his baby, that's all. I might even marry him if he asks me nicely." She glanced at Melody. "I'm sort of in love with your daughter too, Mr. Nelson."
"And what about all those dates you went on?" said Chuck. "You mean none of those boys ever ....?"
Melody smiled ruefully. "There never were any dates Daddy. Well, there were one or two, but they were disasters. None of those boys compared with you and Mark. So Mark and Cindy and I went out together and told you we were double dating. I only tried Mark after I watched him give a good thorough fucking to Cindy one night. It was watching them that gave me the idea to have a Nelson baby."
"This is crazy," stammered Chuck. "You can't do this. You can't have my baby ... or Mark's either. That's insane. I won't hear of it!"
It was then that Cindy leaned over and put her hand on the lump in his pants. "Excuse me, Mr. Nelson, but I don't think your prick agrees with your brain." She squeezed his erection.
"But ... but ... but," he stuttered. It was too much. His brain whirled, but he did nothing as the girls began taking his clothes off. Then Melody sat on his naked lap, her legs wrapped around his back, her breasts pressing into his chest, and she kissed him. It wasn't a peck. It was a lover's kiss and it swept him away. He was vaguely aware that Mark and Cindy were lying on the floor next to him and Melody as he pushed his daughter back and crawled between her spreading thighs. Then, like he was in a dream, he felt his stiff penis slide effortlessly into his fantasy girl's well lubricated vagina - lubricated with his son's semen. He floated above himself as he rutted into his daughter and she came all over his erect bone. He nodded to himself as he felt his orgasm wash over him and his prick jetted it's precious cargo of thick sperm into her womb. He heard the noises next to him that said Cindy was getting her pussy stuffed with Marks sperm right along with them.
He knew everything had changed. He knew this wouldn't be the last time he fucked his daughter's brains out. He knew he'd father several children with her, and love and raise them all. And the house was plenty big enough for Cindy and Mark's kids too.
As his last few virile spurts of seed flowed into Melody, Chuck knew he'd bought his last Playpen.
~The End~