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Jasmine's been helping out her infertile mother by trying to conceive a baby with her dad. So, when she hears her uncle and aunt can’t get pregnant either, Jasmine springs into action and offers to make a baby with her uncle. And since her dad is there and she has enough holes to take both men on — that’s exactly what she does.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Making a Baby with Daddy and Uncle
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**** WARNING****
This work of fiction contains adult sexual content, which may offend some audiences. This book is intended for mature adult (18+) audiences only. All characters in this story are eighteen years of age or older. Similarities to real people, places, or events are entirely coincidental.
First edition. 2017 Copyright © Krissy Cox
To say I was mad, would have been an understatement. Daddy lied to me and because of his lie we did things daddies and daughters aren't supposed to do. I felt funny about confronting him because Uncle Tim was over visiting, but I couldn't put it off any longer. Daddy had some major explaining to do.
When I walked into daddy's workshop uncle Tim and daddy were drinking and working on a rocking chair daddy handcrafted. Just yesterday, I thought this rocking chair was going to be for mommy and the new baby, but now I knew it was all a lie. I got so steamed thinking about how daddy tricked me. And yeah, okay, I 'll admit it -- I had fun. But it was still wrong.
I walked up to my uncle and gave him a warm embrace. He smelled heavily of beer and cigars, which wasn't a surprise. Every time daddy and uncle Tim got together it usually ended with them getting shit-faced drunk. So, when uncle Time held on to our hug and put his hands on my ass, I didn't panic.
"Mmm, hi sugar," Uncle Tim nuzzled his nose into my ear.
I leaned away from him, politely.
"Is that how you make your uncle feel welcomed?" Tim teased.
"Well, Uncle Tim, I'm not here to welcome you. I'm here to talk to my dad."
Uncle Tim seemed to get the message and stepped back. Both men looked at me with smirks on their faces that I found to be very condescending.
"Daddy, I think you know why I'm here." I stood my ground with a hand on my hip.
"Oh, sweetheart. Are you still upset about yesterday?" Daddy got another beer out of the cooler.
"Daddy, you lied. And we did things, daddies and daughters aren't supposed to do!"
"But you had fun, didn't you?" Daddy asked.
You could have knocked me over with a feather, I couldn't believe how indifferent daddy was behaving. I mean, daddy was acting like what we did was normal.
"Daddy, that's not the point!"
"What is your point, Jasmin?" Daddy sounded annoyed.