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Our Yankee Hat
by Flinders (address withheld)

***

A camping trip has a 'dam' good ending. Dad and 
daughter build a dam as a swimming hole and decide to 
enjoy it and breed an offspring. (MF, inc, rom, preg)

***

Jess and I were sitting in the sun on the grassy banks 
of Gudginby Creek just upstream from Yankee Hat. It was 
a warm late November afternoon with lots of bright sun 
in a cloudless sky. The willows along the creek were 
now in full leaf giving patchy shade to sections of the 
creek. Our camp was completely set-up. It was snugly 
tucked under a clump of old willow trees on the bank of 
the creek. 

We arrived late in afternoon yesterday and because of 
the darkness we had to camp at the site as we found it. 
Earlier this morning time was spent making a functional 
fireplace and hopefully a much softer bed site than 
that experienced last night. We had tried to sleep 
nestled between the elevated clumps of tusset grass, as 
a consequence waking up bent and stiff this morning. 

During breakfast we decided how to dam the stream, 
which is why we had come to spend the next couple of 
days doing. We wanted to increase the creek's normal 
0.3m water depth to a uniform deeper ~1.25m deep pond 
to swim in. The selected site was good with steep 
embankments caused by annual floods through the open 
wooded valley. We located then collected all the rocks 
in the immediate surrounding area. We carefully 
selected a gentle curve in the streambed to build the 
dam. First we arranged the rocks into a strong 
foundation that would protect the dam from future 
floods. It measured 75 cm thick at the bottom tapering 
to about 35 cm at the top. Overall, it was some 2.5m 
long with a slight bend facing upstream. 

We finished the structure by setting flatter cap rocks 
on the upper surface. These were especially collected 
flat paving-like stones to make a stable walkway over 
the top of the dam. A 0.5m wide spillway was 
constructed about half way across the dam. By about one 
thirty in the afternoon the dam was complete and 
quickly filling after the diversion channel was closed 
off. 

We were surprised by how fast it filled. In just over 
an hour water was running over the top of the spillway. 
When it was full, the dam stretched into an 11m long by 
6m wide triangular basin. It was greater than 1.35m 
deep at its shallowest upstream side and over 1.8m deep 
adjacent to the dam wall. The spillway worked perfectly 
producing a 0.5m wide and ~2.0m high waterfall. 

We were really pleased with the results of our efforts. 
It was a very attractive structure. We decided that we 
were terrific dam builders. And secondly, it was an 
extremely strong structure with a pleasing natural 
look. By remaining just below the overall bank height 
at the pond's edge meant that the structure was not 
visible except when you stood directly above it. We 
believed that many people would enjoy its pleasures for 
some time.

We were both tired and stiff to say the least. My 
fingers were almost unusable. Our past lack of exercise 
was showing on us. Although I was sore I was very 
relaxed and comfortable. As I sat in the sun, I decided 
to remove my wet clothes and jump in the pool for a 
swim. I stripped off and dove in. It turned out to be a 
great swimming hole if perhaps a slight bit too chilly. 

I swam for about fifteen minutes then got out because 
it was just too cold. Jess snickered at my shrunken 
blue skin but I decide to accept the barbs and asked 
what she thought she would look like after she went for 
a swim. Jess was sitting on the bank soaking up the 
strong sun and just smiled. She replied by saying, 
"Well for one thing, I certainly wouldn't have your 
beautiful bright blue balls." 

Undeterred, I collected some soap from my tent and 
washed my shorts, underwear, socks and shirt on a big 
rock near the bottom of the spillway. The sun quickly 
warmed my skin. To my surprise my skin returned to pink 
once more whilst my testicles slowly drop down into my 
loosening scrotum. As I finished the wash I suddenly 
realised that I was becoming semi erect and really 
horny.

Feeling good I stood up noticing that the water was now 
extremely clear with all the fine sediment having 
settled out or passed down stream. The ponds sandy 
floor was also clean and a cream colour because of the 
lack of disturbance on the bottom. My clothes were 
rinsed, rung out and draped over tall clumps of tusset 
grass to dry. When I was finished with my wash I 
collected my sleeping bag from my tent and collapsed on 
it to continue warming up my body in the sun.

A few minutes later Jess got up and went to her tent 
returning with her wet clothes in her hands and wrapped 
in a towel. She walked to the pond, dropped her towel 
and smoothly dove in. Minutes later she repeated my 
washing activities. After thirty minutes both of us 
were spread out on our sleeping bags sunbaking on the 
grassy edge of the pond we had just constructed. I lay 
on my back feeling the sun soak deep into my very white 
and full body. Jess spread out on her front instead 
while facing in the opposite direction. The sun felt 
great warming us to a comfortable temperature in just a 
few minutes. Moments later Jess looked back at me and 
asked if we were finished working today. I was bushed 
and said she was welcome to carry on but I was done for 
the day. 

She then said that she wanted to make some drinks and 
was I interested. I said yes. She got up and collected 
a bottle of gin from her tent and then some tonic water 
she had left cooling in the stream just down from the 
dam. She made us one and then a second gin and tonic 
within just a few minutes of each other. We had become 
dry from the physical exertion making the drinks taste 
extra refreshing. Ten minutes later Jess turned over to 
get the sun on her front.

A little while later yet, she sat up asking whether I 
wanted one more drink. It would be my third drink. 
Apparently, the gin had not yet affected Jess but I was 
certainly feeling its effects. I thought for a moment 
and said, "No thanks, I would lie to stay conscience a 
while longer." She said she didn't see any reason to 
remain conscience right then and made herself another 
drink. She came back but instead of returning to her 
sleeping bag she sat down cross-legged on the edge of 
mine. 

I sat up on the other end to give her space to sit 
down. I looked down at her body and was struck by how 
beautiful her shaved ruffled fanny's lips looked up 
close. I think she knew that I was lusting after her 
because I was again stiffening and getting wet while in 
front of her. I was beginning to spot my sleeping bag. 
She didn't say anything while sipping her drink but 
simply watched, as my erection became full and 
continued to produce copious drops of semen. 

I, on the other hand, became curious about her wetness 
- was it just a water drop remaining on her labia from 
her swim or was she beginning to actually cream 
herself? As I continued to watch carefully I got my 
answer. I noticed a small viscous droplet of creamy 
fluid slowly emerge from the top of her vagina's 
keyhole then gradually increase in size. The droplet 
then gently seeped out leaving a shinny track as it 
moved down between her lips. 

As I watched it just slowly rolled down the widening 
slit between her distended yet swelling labia. As I 
continued to watch, a second drop began to form at the 
same junction on her fanny. It quickly merged with the 
first drop then ran down both sides of her lips finally 
hanging like crystal between her frilly inner lips. 
When the third drop appeared and combined with the 
others the crystal dropped on to my sleeping bag. 

By this time Jess' fanny was fully swollen and had 
opened completely allowing me to see the inside 
surfaces of her wet vagina. I was transfixed and my 
question was answered. Jess noticed my increased 
attention. She adjusted slightly to open her knees then 
looked down between her legs. As she contracted her 
stomach muscles she too watched as several more drops 
of thickened fluid emerged seeping out of her vagina to 
then slide down her slit and drop on to my sleeping 
bag. As she watched she tightened her abdomen again to 
squeeze her vagina. She looked up at me and seeing me 
still intrigued gave me a coy smiled. 

When she relaxed her stomach muscles it loosened her 
labia that simply permitted her vagina to open at its 
top. This allowed for a stream of additional cream to 
escape. The creams coated her lips completely after 
only a few minutes. I noticed that since she squeezed 
her abdomen that the newer drops had thickened 
considerably and becoming creamy coloured. Being a 
thicker fluid, each drop slid down her open lips more 
slowly than before leaving a thick coat of gleaming 
fluid. Each of these new drops stayed as a drop even 
after spilling on to my sleeping bag. 

Seconds later she squeezed her vaginal muscles several 
more times in a row repeating the release of these 
thicker vaginal creams. I was so happy with my human 
physiology studies at university because I now 
understood that Jess was releasing thick viscus 
secretions from her Bartholin glands and more 
importantly this indicated that she may be about to or 
was actually ovulating. It put a shiver straight 
through my brain knowing that Jess was able to conceive 
right then. The idea of impregnating my daughter had 
earlier become fixed firmly in my brain.

While looking down at her, I watched as she ever so 
gently pushed the index finger on her right hand first 
along then into the base of her vagina. She then bent 
her finger and began to slowly pull it up between her 
lips. She pulled upwards until her finger rested just 
below the visible reddened glans of her clitoris, which 
had now become fully extended. It resembled a soft 
satiny pink button. Her finger was placed just under 
her clitoris and then pressure was applied squeezing 
the button up against her pubis. 

She spent over a minute to move her finger through her 
fanny before removing it. She then placed her 
glistening finger into her mouth while looking up at 
me. She gave me a big smile as her lips sucked the 
moisture off her finger. With deliberate slowness she 
sucked the coating off her finger. She then 
reintroduced her finger deeply into her vagina while 
never taking her eyes off mine. Jess continued to 
masturbate for several minutes as I sat spellbound. 

There was no mistaking my interest because my penis 
went from a comfortable condition to a solid erection. 
She watched and then smiled approvingly. Consequently, 
I also began to weep more of my own clear drops of 
fluid from my penis' tip. This always happened seconds 
after becoming fully erect. She watched as my creams 
went from a watery clear serum fluid to become a 
thicker and cloudier consistency. Jess understood 
enough to know that sperm was now being introduced into 
the ejaculating semen. 

We both sat and watched as one drop after another 
emerge from my penis only to run down my shaft and coat 
my balls. I too contracted my stomach, as Jess had to 
increase the release of more fluids. More drops finally 
emerged and ran down my penis dropping on my sleeping 
bag where the drops remained with their cloudy jelly-
like centres. This went on for some ten minutes with my 
penis beginning to ache. 

Jess kept putting her finger into her vagina, squeezing 
it as she watched my secretions seep out. She then 
slowly sucked off the coatings as she removed her 
finger from her mouth. She smiled saying that the sun 
felt really good. I agreed just as Jess slid two 
fingers into the top of her vagina. This time she 
spread her fingers apart pushing her vagina's surfaces 
open. It exposed her wet opening and pushed her 
clitoris into my view once more. 

Jess was fully erect with her clitoris protruding from 
its stretched hood. It actually pulsed as she continued 
to contract her pelvic muscles. I grabbed my penis and 
immediately began to slowly masturbate as I watched 
Jess' clitoris continue to bob up and down as she 
pulled then released her lips. 

After just minutes of this activity Jess was rubbing 
her clitoris while I was beating off only seconds away 
from ejaculating all over both of us. I could not think 
of any other way to say it except to ask her directly. 

"Jess, May I fuck you?" There was utter silence then 
she stopped masturbating and looked up, 

"Why?" she asked. 

"Because I want to spend the rest of the afternoon 
sucking my sperm out of your vagina" I replied. 

"But why me?" she continued. 

"Because you have my favourite fanny, you taste better 
than any other fanny that I have tasted, and lastly 
your fanny is more fun to suck than are lesser fannies. 
I also think that you may enjoy being sucked off and 
lastly your fanny is here right now," I carried on 
masturbating as steadily as possible.

She looked at me directly saying, 

"What about the incest? Doesn't that bother you?" 

"No, I don't care about it, I just don't believe in it 
anyway. I believe incest is just some more hype that 
suits part of the religious society we live in. It 
doesn't have anything to do with me wanting to be 
inside you or wanting to fill you with my sperm. And 
then, after that to spend the rest of the afternoon 
enjoyably sucking my sperm out of you. I just want to 
fuck you then suck you off. Just for the fun and 
enjoyment of it, not necessarily anything more" I 
repeated. 

Silence prevailed for some minutes, a real pregnant 
pause as Jess continued to sip on her fingers. We both 
had now ceased masturbating. What a let down that was. 
Finally she spoke, 

"Dad, do you just want to get laid or are you 
especially wanting to fuck me?" she asked. 

"I especially want to fuck you, its your fanny and 
attitude I desire," I answered.

She went on. "So you do want it to be incestuous."

"Yes and no, alright. I want to fuck you because of 
your pure sexuality, I want to fuck you because of your 
fanny's big succulent lips, and I want to fuck you 
because your fanny is coated with creamy vaginal 
secretions that taste great. I want to fuck you because 
of your thick thighs, your cute anus and your swollen 
clitoris. I want to fuck you because of your sexy 
attitude and your great sensualness. 

"I want to fuck you because of a lot of reasons. Your 
family relationships are not relevant here. The fact 
that we are father and daughter is not really relevant. 
It just makes it so much nicer. You’re a mature woman, 
which is the relevant fact. Besides your family 
relationships are so permanent and fixed that they are 
inflexible and they are extremely serious matters of 
love. Fucking you, on the other hand, is not as serious 
and it is only for enjoyment, fun. Its just enjoyable 
sex," I answered again.

Again there was silence but for only a few seconds this 
time. 

"Let me get this straight, if you had the opportunity 
to fuck another women right now or me, for instance, 
you would fuck me? Is that right?" she declared. 

"Yes, I want to fuck you for all the above reasons" I 
said. 

"You don't think that it would be wrong?' she 
questioned once more. 

"No! With whom, is it wrong? I don't believe that sex 
including fucking you is wrong in anyway, provided of 
cause, that you want to and get enjoyment from being 
fucked. If you fuck when you do not want to fuck, then 
that is rape, sure and simple. Rape is wrong and 
repugnant," I answered as best I could. 

Trying to better explain myself I continued, 

"Jess, I believe that incest isn't any more than an 
institutional religious belief predicated on mythology 
and used to reinforce the church's and consequently the 
patriarchal society's, control over our reproduction. 
Matriarchal societies appear not to have as strong a 
taboo over incest, the Hawaiian culture for instance. 

This wrongful position will collapse the same way as 
divorce did in the 1950s or homosexuality and single 
sex families now. Incest as a taboo will also collapse 
in the same way. In almost all primate communities this 
behavioural prohibition is an unacceptable reproductive 
strategy" I answered. "The whole idea is simply a 
cultural behaviour. Even the genetics in the issue has 
fallen into some disrepute, offspring are not different 
either in frequency or degree when compared with 
offspring from unrelated parents." 

"What does that mean?" she questioned. 

"It means that you are the one to make the 
determination as to whether or not we fuck is wrong or 
not. The first offspring of many young male primates is 
conceived with either his mother or with his older 
sisters who baby-sit him or with his mother's sisters. 
This is in the third year of his life just after he is 
weaned and becomes sexually active.

I made the point that most herding animals have only a 
single breeding male, like elk, deer and seal 
populations. "These breeding males conceive with most 
of the herd's female offspring. "Alpha" males breed and 
conceive for only a few generations in the case of elk 
but in the case of wolves a single male will spread his 
genes through any female within the entire pack if the 
opportunity arises. An alpha male mounts each female in 
the pack several times during each of her season. 

Generally few of his female offspring are mature enough 
to conceive many offspring even if the same male 
continually services them. Some do, however. The 
biology of this system is successful because the male 
produces fertile offspring and the female is ensured of 
the male's previous reproductive successes will carry 
on her genes. Dog breeds are kept by a strict mating 
schedule between grand daughters and grand fathers." I 
simply ran out of explanation. I was gasping.

"So genetically there is no reason for abstinence 
between individuals such as siblings, father and 
daughter or mother and son if they want to breed 
successful offspring. interbreeding is the thing to 
fear, not incest." 

No response was forth coming. She was again slowly 
masturbating as I spoke so I thought there was still 
hope. I was, however, so excited that my penis had gone 
flaccid. I was still dripping semen at a rapid rate but 
my penis had gone limp as a cold noodle and it was 
totally useless as an object of stimulation. Finally 
after a long period Jess responded again, 

"I am not a bitch, well maybe I am," she interjected. 

I told her that I knew she wasn't and that I didn't 
think of her as a bitch, just a pleasant and desirable 
fuck. 

"I don't want to fuck a bitch nor do I want to breed 
with you necessarily. That’s not right either. I 
probably would if you would let me. But for the moment 
I just want to fuck you then suck you off. I want to 
get as much of me inside you as I can and squirt you 
full of my sperm then suck it out of you until I can 
put more inside you," I explained. 

"Also I wanted to tell you what I think biologically 
about the concept of incest. Further, that yes, incest 
is a part of my initial but not all of my motivation. 
Rather that you are a young attractive adult with a 
fully developed and sexy body, which I wanted to mate 
with. I want to enjoy fucking you and going down on 
you, but only if you enjoyed being fucked and getting 
suck off."

Without a word she got up and made yet another gin and 
tonic and came back and sat down. After reintroducing 
her fingers into her vagina asked 

"Where do I fit into this fuck?" she asked. 

I said "You are half of the fuck and hopefully half of 
the enjoyment. Secondly, that I do not want to fuck you 
if you do not enjoy being fucked, which I think would 
be wrong." 

"Are you sure, what about the power relationship?" she 
said. I was becoming frantic at this stage and thought 
I would never get an erection again. 

"There can not be any power relationships between us 
now. You are 31 years old. We would be fucking each 
other for fun. Fucking is for fun first and 
reproductive second so where can power fit in? There is 
no place for greed, avarice or cupidity, it was just 
for enjoyment" I answered. If fucking me makes you feel 
bad or unpleasant then please don't do it. 

"You're in control of your mind, well almost, and body; 
no one else has control over you. I just want to use 
your thighs, anus, nipples, toes, vagina and clitoris 
for the afternoon, but only with your permission and 
only with your brain and fanny fully attached to one 
another and fully excited," I was in desperate state by 
now.

"What about next time?" She asked. Now truly frantic.

"What happens the next time when the situation may be 
different?" she continues.

I was about to faint.

"Nothing, now is now and later is later. There is no 
direct link between the times. You are obligation free 
and you will not receive any steak knives or trips to a 
tropic island. I can only offer you an internal vaginal 
massage and as many sperm chasing your ova as I can 
ejaculate into you, nothing more. You are safe both 
emotionally and physically, you are loved already, 
which you know and you are making no future 
commitments. It's an individual horny episode. I think 
it's love, a basic emotion and it's sex, just pure lust 
on my part. I now need to add, they can be mutually 
inclusive behaviours. The first behaviour is deep and 
serious and the second is light-hearted and self-
indulgent. I just want to fuck your fanny full of sperm 
and then suck you off because it's fun to play with 
your body, but only if you like being played with. Next 
time is next time, decide then" I replied.

"So you'll want to fuck me again but only for fun?" she 
asked more softly. 

"Yes, at least for the moment?" I answered almost semi-
consciences. More silence reigned.

"How do you want to fuck me?" she inquired. 

"Lots of times and in whatever way it pleases you," I 
answered. 

"When?" she asked again. 

"Now and for as long as I can keep it up, if I can ever 
get an erection again after this," I relied. 

"Immediately," she questioned. 

"Yes, I want to fill you with sperm right now then suck 
you empty, then fill you up all over again," I said.

More silence the in a quieter voice.

"Dad, what if I told you that I was ovulating right 
now? Would you still want to fuck me?" she asked. 

"Yes, of cause I would still want to fuck you. I would 
jump at the opportunity to impregnate you," I said 
clearly. "To impregnate you, is one of my greatest 
desires. I want to make another daughter just like you" 
I requested. 

"What did you say?" she lit up. 

I restated my desire; "I would like to have a daughter 
with you. I would like to make another one of you." 

"This is getting very strange," she declared. 

"If I decide right now to fuck you and I tell you that 
I am ovulating you would really try an impregnate me?" 
she asked. 

"To right, I would impregnate you as fast as I could 
because you might change your mind later. I would love 
to impregnate you if you stand still long enough. 
Spraying your vagina full of sperm tends to get 
available ova fertilised when you are ovulating you 
know?" I continued. 

"Of cause I know. What if I said yes, you can fuck me 
because I really wanted us to make a baby? Would that 
still be only for fun?" she prodded. 

"Yes, bloody oath its fun, but its serious fun" was my 
reply. "If you don't want to be impregnated by me you 
would say no to my horny request and that would be the 
end of it," I quickly responded. "Fucking you will be 
fun, but impregnating you will be much better," I 
gasped. I was exhausted but really happy that I was 
finally honest with Jess. "I desperately want to be 
your lover but if you want to make babies with me that 
is even better."

Jess was now masturbating at a great rate. "I can't 
believe this, she stated. I really like the idea of 
being impregnated by my father. Yet, I am not sure 
whether I want the baby or I just like the idea of 
having my father' baby. It is a genuine wish of mine, 
you know to break a taboo. The taboo of incest is one 
of my really naughty desires. I have always liked it. 
But I am not sure this is the right time to do it. I 
might just want to get pregnant because I want an 
incestuous child and not because I really want to be a 
mother right now. Are you really offering to make a 
baby in me right now?" she asked. 

"Yes of cause," I replied. "But right now all I want to 
do is get my sperm inside your vagina so I can suck it 
out. If I can still get it up and hard enough to fit 
in" I groaned again.

"Well Dad, I'm ovulating. I am also fertile for at 
least three more days if we are lucky. So you could 
make a fuck me today, but I'm still not sure." 

"Jess, I knew you were ovulating," I commented thinking 
the world finally fell in and I should just chop it off 
and be happy to build dams with Jess instead of babies. 

"Your right, you know, I really think you should able 
to impregnate me today. Now, do you still want to suck 
your cum out of my cunt anyway and reduce the chances 
of making a baby with me?" she said with a smile. 

"Yes, I want to impregnate you and suck you off too," I 
said with a gasp. 

"Well then get your sperm inside me while I'm still 
randy. I want to see if sperm sucking is worth all the 
fuss you are making. Then make sure you suck every 
little bugger out of me before you put another one 
inside me" she stated.

"What about the baby making part?" I asked.

"What about it?" She replied.

"I want to impregnate you too, that's what."

"Well Dad nothing is stopping you, so go ahead and do 
it!" She said.

Finally, I could ravish my daughter's magnificent body 
with gooey abandoned and maybe, just maybe make a baby 
at the same time. 6 November 1999.

END

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