One month later - pregnancy test
From Torg Adventure
It's now been a month since that fateful day when she offered you a beer, and Kimmie has been sleeping in your bed ever since. That first long weekend, neither of you left the house, and you made love in most of the rooms of the house. You and your daughter have been having sex at least twice a day, and sometimes four or five times a day. One Saturday night, you fucked her four times before you both fell asleep exhausted, she woke you up twice in the middle of the night, and you woke her up as dawn broke through the window. You both got up long enough to go to the bathroom, have a cup of coffee, and a little breakfast, before heading back to bed for the rest of the day. In all, in that 24-hour period, you made love 15 times.
Kim has not had her period yet. It's Saturday morning and you wake up from a night of incestual debauchery that lasted past midnight. You gaze over at the clock and see that it is nine o'clock.
"Oh, Kimmie, it's time for your test," you say as you nudge your daughter awake.
She mumbles, "No, I took my test yesterday. Let me sleep."
"Not that test, lover. The pregnancy test. Let's see if you've passed!"
Kim is suddenly wide awake. "Oh, Daddy! I can't wait!"
Then her face changes from smiling to a look of surprise and she goes pale. Then she gets out of bed and runs for the door. You watch her pert ass bounce as she sprints. You hear noises of retching coming from the bathroom.
After a few minutes, she comes back with an embarrassed face. "I'm sorry, Daddy. I don't feel good."
"Well, that may be our answer, Kimmie. That might be morning sickness."
Suddenly, her face splits into a huge grin. "Really, Daddy? Let's take the test to make sure."
"Did you pee after you hurled?"
"No, but now I have to go real bad!" she says, squeezing her knees together.
"Okay, let's go quick." You get up, not bothering to get dressed, grab your watch, and head to the bathroom. You take the package out of the cupboard where you put it when you bought the test a month ago. Unwrapping the plastic stick, you hand it to Kim.
"Now, pee on the end, and then hand it back to me. Then you can finish," you say, smiling at your daughter. She follows your instructions and gives you the test stick. You close the cap and set the alarm on your watch for ten minutes.
"Okay, in ten minutes, we'll have our answer."
"I know what to do until then," she says with a sparkle in her eyes. She kneels on the floor at your feet and takes your cock in her hand. She starts slow and sweet, paying lots of attention to your shaft and balls. You hold her head in your hands, until she speeds up her attack on your johnson. Then you start actively fucking her luscious lips and mouth. She squeezes her gorgeous tits, moaning and humming through the whole process, until you explode down her throat just as the alarm bell on your watch goes off. Your moan of ecstasy fills the bathroom.
What is the verdict? Pregnant or not?
