An Unexpected Answer

I leave the girls with Fred to wait for the valet to bring Clare's car up from the underground garage. I head back upstairs to my lonely condo. Every time Brya leaves, my heart walks out with her. I can't believe how much I've come to love this little pixie of a girl, and tonight's revelation has complicated the hell out of things. I wonder how long it'll take Brya to figure everything out. She is way too smart for her own good. I'm certain she heard my angry babbling about blue and brown eyes. I give her two days, maybe less to figure this out. Then what?

The next few hours, I will keep sorta busy getting ready for work tomorrow. Finally, I head to bed around 11pm.

[Brya – the ride home is pretty quiet. Mom is not talking much. I guess I'll have to figure out what happened earlier tonight... by myself.

After we get home, Dad and Bella are waiting with our favorite New York style pizza from a place just down the street. Hopping into a chair, we all enjoy our pizza. Mom is talking with Dad about several of their patients, comparing notes and discussing various diagnosis options. This is so typical for them.

Bella is all over me, asking over and over again about Uncle Jack. What did you guys do? Did you have any fun? Did you guys do anything new? She is such a pest. On and on, asking for all the yummy details of my visit. It's hard to lie to her about what's really going on. Luckily, when I mention Olivia's after school visit she's distracted from the main topic she wants to discuss. What she really wants to talk about is our super handsome Uncle Jack. Damn, I could just pull her hair out.

Bella and I settled in with Dad to watch one of the new Marvel movies. We all enjoy the action packed movie, even though I fall asleep half way through on Dad's shoulder. He's so nice, and lets me sleep until the movie is over. Shaking me gently, he stands up and carries me into my bedroom. Laying me down, he kisses my forehead and tells me to get ready for bed.

I love him a lot, just not like Uncle Jack. I mean he's my father. Iccck, kissing your Dad, what a turn off. Getting up, I go wash my face and brush my teeth. Closing my door, I head to bed a little early.

Relaxing in my own bed, I quickly enter that quasi dream like state right before sleep takes me. Just before the 'nothing' takes me, I see Uncle Jack's face contorted in pain and in a haunting voice he cries, “Blue on Blue... Blue. Brown on Blue... either!”

Several hours later, I'm awakened out of a deep dreamless sleep by the shouts from my father and sister in the hallway. Jumping out of bed, I throw open my door to see my Dad standing naked in the hallway yelling at Bella.

“What the hell were you thinking Bella! Of all the stupid tricks. You're supposed to be in bed and asleep, not sneaking into our bedroom in the middle of the night!” he yells vehemently.

Back against the wall, Bella is cringing in front of him, “Sorry Daddy... sorry! Please don't be mad at me. You're scaring me, please stop yelling. I'm so sorry! I won't do it again... I promise.” she wails dismally, starts to cry dejectedly.

I slowly walk towards them, before finally realizing that my Dad is not only totally naked, but his cock is hard and gleaming wetly. He's not as long as Uncle Jack, but his dick is thicker, and his pubic hair is a very light shade... almost blonde.

A second later Mom comes tearing out of their bedroom door. She has on a gray t-shirt and she is carrying a pair of my Dad's white underwear. She quickly slides in between Bella and my Father.

Mom wraps her arms protectively around Bella, “Bryan, for God's sake you're scaring her. She's just curious about things. You need to calm down! This isn't the end of the world you know. We weren't doing anything they didn't know about.” she explains quickly.

Glancing down the hallway everyone turns to look at me. Dad suddenly realizes his state of undress. His dick isn't shrinking... it's stiffly erect, wet and throbbing threatening between his well muscled legs. Mom calmly reaches down and wraps her right hand around his cock.

She looks at me, “Brya, take Bella with you. I need to talk with your Father!” she states heatedly. With that she pulls my Dad back toward their bedroom. Once inside she shuts the door.

Bella is a sobbing mess. Half walking, half dragging, I take her back down the hallway and into my bedroom. Laying her on the bed, I walk back to the door and look down the hallway. The door to my parents bedroom is closed. Shutting my door, I walk back to Bella. She is curled up in a fetal position, and is sobbing her heart out.

I lay down behind her, cradled her close... Letting her cry, I softly sing her favorite song, 'Puff the Magic Dragon'. Slowly her crying slows and finally stops.

When she straightens out, I ask her in a soft whisper, “It's okay Bella. What did you do?”

Stiffening, she curls up again, and starts to cry. After a few minutes, “I snuck into their room. Dad had this penis thing in Mom's kitty. He was pushing it in and out of her, and she was moaning like it hurt her. I got up off the floor, and shouted for him to stop hurting Mom. Dad jumped off of Mom, and grabbed me by the arm. He opened the door and threw me out into the hallway. He was so mad!” she sobbed again and started crying.

I let her cry for a few more minutes, “It's okay Bella. Dad wasn't hurting Mom. They were having sex, you know that's how babies are made. The man puts his penis in the woman's vagina, and squirts his semen inside. The Mom has a tiny egg 'like a chicken', and his semen fertilizes the egg. Nine months later a baby is born.” I explain knowing she already knows this stuff. Now she'll know what just happened.

Bella, drying her eyes on my sheet, rolls over and looks at me, “So they were fucking... right? I got all tingly between my legs as I watched them. Is that supposed to happen?” she asks innocently.

Spreading her legs, Bella reaches over and takes my hand, puts it on the outside of her sopping wet pantie crotch. Looking up at me, “See, I'm all wet!” she provides.

She is such a stoob sometimes... Smiling at her, “Yea, and I bet you were touching yourself too, right? The more you watched Mom and Dad the wetter you got!” I tease her.

Frowning, “Yea, how did you know?” Bella asks with a worried look on her face.

Suddenly, she smiles, “Haa, you touch yourself too, huuun Brya!” she squeals, delighted that Brya understands.

“Okay, Bella let's get you out of those wet panties. We need to go to sleep, we have school tomorrow, remember!” I remind her.

Bella gets up, pulls down her panties and throws them towards the bathroom. Finally she crawls back into bed with me. Pulling the sheet over us, I cuddle my baby sister to me. It won't be long before she'll start asking more questions, especially concerning Uncle Jack.

We both soon drift off to sleep. Neither of us hears our Father open the door and come into my room. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I feel his gentle touch on my face and hair. Bella doesn't even wake up as he repeats his tender caress.

Turning my head, he looks into my eyes, “I'm sorry Brya. Bella surprised me and your Mother. I'm sorry I got so angry. I love you both so much. I would never do anything to hurt either of you! Is Bella okay?” he whispers concerned.

I nod my head, “I talked with her... she's just so curious about all that sex stuff!”

Bryan, nodding his head, “Good, I'm glad you explained things to her!” again I nod my head.

“Thank you Brya!”, he breathes a sigh of relief.

Smiling, I lift my hand up, and lovingly stroke his face. My hand tracing his whisker stubble jaw, “Are you okay, Daddy? Did Mom take care of your problem? Mom needs your love. She misses you! Sometimes you work too much, and forget her...” I tell my Father.

He smiles down at me, “I forget you're nearly a woman. Yes, I'm okay! Your Mom, and I had a good long talk tonight, and yes she took care of my problem. Now don't you worry. Things are fine. Go back to sleep. I just needed to see you both, before I get some rest.” he provides happily. Standing he walks to the door where I see my Mom waiting for him. Taking his hand, Mom shuts the door.

Happy that things are better, I fall back to sleep.

The next morning, Bella and I hear Dad's secret knock on the door, “Little pig, little pig, May I come in?” he growls from behind our door.

In unison we reply, “No, no, not by the hair on our chinny, chin, chin!” We echo our challenge.

Dad growling terribly, “Then, I'll huff, and I'll puff and blow your house in!” he bellows.

Not waiting for him to start huffing and puffing, Bella and I open the door rushing our very surprised Father. Giggling and squealing at the top of our lungs we tackle our Dad in the hallway.

Laughing uproariously, our Father goes down taking his babies with him, piling on top of him... we begin to kiss and hug him. Reaching around us, he soon has us captive in his two strong arms.

Laying on top of his bare chest, we snuggle in for a good old fashion bear hug. Growling happily, he squeezes us tight. Laying there on top of our Father, I realize that he is only wearing his underwear, and there under a thin layer of white cotton is my Father's thick cock... he's hard as a rock!

He finally clears his throat, “Ladies it's time we had a talk. First Bella, I'm very sorry I yelled at you last night. I wasn't expecting you to grow up so soon. I want you to know how much I love you both, but please when our door is shut, please knock. Bella... no more sneaking in to watch, okay. That is our private time together... your Mom and me!” he states, giving each of us a piercing glare of warning.

Reaching down I rest my hand on his hard cock, smiling as I do so. Jumping slightly, he looks at me, “Brya dear, I need you and your sister to go get ready for school and head down to the bus stop. Your Mother is waiting for me. We need to have another talk this morning. So you guys have a good day and I'll see you tonight. Okay!” he replies, covering my hand with his for a second.

Bella gets up first, and I see Dad's eyes pop when he gets a good view of her hairless little cunny. I get up beside her, and give him an equally tantalizing view of my pantie clad bottom. Taking Bella by the hand I led her into my room and the shower.

I turn to see Dad giving me the eye, as he heads back down the hallway to fuck my Mom. Herding Bella into the shower, I head to the kitchen to make us a quick breakfast of toast and scrambled eggs.

I quickly set out glasses, milk, and the orange juice. It takes me a few minutes to cook the eggs, and toast.

Bella comes out of the bedroom wearing a towel and looking much better. She sits down and we eat breakfast, before I head into my room to take my shower.

Cleaned dressed and ready to go. Bella and I head towards the door and school. Stopping at the door Bella stops and looks back into the house.

“Brya, is Dad fucking Mom again? His thingy was hard again this morning.” she asks, her curiosity running wild.

“Yes, Bella. I think Mom and Dad are busy fucking each other. They just need a little alone time.” I confirm her lewd assessment, as I close and lock the door behind me.

As we stand outside waiting for the bus, Bella starts in on love making, fucking... the whole nine yards. I can't even get away on the bus. I'm afraid sex is my sister's new favorite topic. She even managed to get in a few whimsical questions about sex and Uncle Jack. Like I wonder if his thingy is bigger than Daddy's... shit like that, I laugh to myself. End Brya]

After sleeping uneasily, I get up early, and head into work. It's been a couple of days since I really concentrated on work stuff. So par for the course, I have a number of things I need to take care of personally, including firing someone.

Never a favorite, I call security and pull their badge, and ask them to inform me when the ex-employee arrives. Watching good old porn is okay by me, just not at work. The guy is young and will not have a problem finding other work. If his new employer asks, I'll tell them he violated company policy and leave it at that.

Between the fired guy, and the other fires I need to put out, the day flies by. In fact my auto alarm warns me that I need to head for home in ten minutes. Finishing up, I walk out on time. Walking home never seemed to take so long. I'm looking forward to seeing Brya. I hope her day has gone as well as mine.

I get home about fifteen minutes before Brya's bus. Fred as usual is holding the door open for me. Exchanging our normal pleasantries, I tell him Brya should be on her normal schedule. Thanking him, I headed up to change clothes.

It only takes me a few seconds to prepare for Brya's normal arrival. Clothed in my usual t-shirt and athletic shorts, I decided to go commando this evening. I don't expect to be in them very long. Sitting down at the kitchen table I wait impatiently for my call from Fred.

[Brya's Day – We soon make our stop at the Grade School. Bella jets off the bus to join her friends getting off the other buses in front of the school. I catch up with a couple of my friends and the day starts off as usual.

In the first period study hall, I pull up my work schedule for the day. Nothing too tough, the usual advanced stuff from my core teachers. Art, music and PE are the only classes I take where I interact with my fellow students.

Focusing on the clock I've got 45 minutes to go before I go to math. I quickly pull up my assignment and work through the advanced exercise and do the homework. Miss Green will come over and talk with me for a few minutes and see if I have any questions. The rest of the time I can spend looking for some answers to last night.

Digging in, I get my math homework done, and start in on my English assignment. Shit, another 'Goddamn' essay! Oh, well... I'll have to catch up on my reading, before I can finish that assignment. That still gives me about an hour of free time. So what to do first?

Taking a few seconds, I decided to write down the words Uncle Jack mumbled last night. Those are my only clues to that whole mess. Getting out my personal notebook and a pencil I write down the two phrases. 1) “Blue on Blue... Blue. Brown on Blue... either!” Shit that's not much to go on. Something happened right before he got really upset.

Thinking back, what were we all doing? Mom and I were standing in front of Uncle Jack. Yep, that's right. We we're standing side-by-side getting ready to give Uncle Jack a blow job. Picking up my pencil, I write down: 2) Mom and I were standing side-by-side in front of Uncle Jack. I decided not to write down the blow job part... laughing to myself!

He was looking at us, maybe thinking, or remembering something. Then he started frowning and slumped to the floor. I remember how scared and terrified I felt. Mom and I rushed over, and that's when he spoke the 'Blue on Blue' phrase. He said something else, but I don't remember that part.

Tapping my pencil on my notebook: 3) Uncle Jack was thinking or remembering something. Then he collapsed in front of us.

After that Mom and I got dressed to go home. I was crying, heartbroken that Uncle Jack was mad at us. That's the key? Why was he so upset and mad at Mom. He wasn't mad at me, just Mom, but why? When we finished getting dressed, Mom dragged me to the door. What did Mom say to Uncle Jack? Oh yea, I picked up my pencil again: 4) At the door - “I'm so sorry Jack. I hope you can forgive me someday.”

One final thing in the hallway, before we got on the elevator. I asked my Mother, “Mom... Mom... What's going on? Why is Uncle Jack so mad at us?” In a rush I write down the final clue: 5) In the hallway - “I'm sorry baby. I made a mistake a long time ago, and Uncle Jack just found out. He's upset with me, not you. Things will be alright soon!”

As I finish up my list, the class bell rings. Closing my computer, I gather my things, and head to math class. No surprise there, the usual stuff. Miss Green checks out my work, nodding approvingly, talks with me a few minutes about the next chapter, and then goes back to the rest of the class.

Alone at last, I get my list out and review my clues:

1) Blue on Blue... Blue. Brown on Blue... either!

2) Mom and I were standing side-by-side in front of Uncle Jack.

3) Uncle Jack was thinking, or remembering something. Then he collapsed in front of us.

4) At the door - “I'm so sorry Jack! I hope you can forgive me someday.”

5) In the hallway - “I'm sorry baby. I made a mistake a long time ago, and Uncle Jack just found out. He's upset with me, not you. Things will be alright soon!”

Where to start? Where to start? Aah, number 2! Something about Mom and me, caused Uncle Jack to collapse. I need to see what he saw.

Opening my computer, I 'log in', and pull up my picture file. I scroll through all my photos until I find one of me standing next to Mom. It's a family photo from Coney Island last summer. We're all in it. Starting from left to right: Me standing next to Uncle Jack, Mom next to Uncle Jack, Dad standing by Mom and finally Bella next to Dad.

Nothing, not a damn thing! I don't see anything, just my family. Maybe if I zoom out a bit. Going to the photo editor, I zoom out on Mom and me. Looking at the two of us, I still see nothing that would upset Uncle Jack. Damn this is so frustrating. Adult stuff is sooooo... confusing!

What about number 4 and 5? Mom made Uncle Jack very mad. She apologizes and asks forgiveness. Forgiveness, that means something really bad, but they love each other. Uncle Jack fucked her for God's sake, and she wanted him to. Their love is very old, and still it burns brightly in both of them.

Wait a minute, wait... a... minute, he's already forgiven her. Shit, damn, fuck, what could be so bad, but forgivable in such a short time. Crap, that doesn't make sense. Mom did something a long time ago that made him mad, or maybe surprised Uncle Jack. Yea, maybe just surprised about something really big. Hump, big... what could surprise Uncle Jack in such a big way.

Soon the bell rings again, and I'm off the English. Piss, I've got to catch up on my reading and do that fucking essay. Damn I could use the time to figure out what happened last night.

Staying focused on my reading and essay, I'm all caught up by the end of the period.

The day continues in a most predictable way. Still frustrated, I head to the last period study hall. All my homework is done, so I have the whole hour to ponder my adult riddle. Getting my list out, and pulling up the picture of my family. I puzzle and puzzle til my puzzler is sore. Then maybe, just maybe I see something. Scrolling the picture out, I look at my family. All five of us are there, just one happy family. The four of us and Uncle Jack. We mesh together, two separate families blended into one homogeneous group loving one another.

Suddenly, there it is... the subtle difference! Hurriedly, I scroll in on Mom and me. Tighter, tighter until only our eyes are in the picture. 2600 mega pixels of clearly focused picture, and all I see are two sets of eyes. One set a clear chocolate brown, the other a bright gleaming sky blue. Brown and Blue... oh shit!

Fumbling with the keys on the keyboard, I scroll out, and focus back in on my Mother, Father and Bella. Closer and closer, I scroll in. Sitting back in my chair, I stare at the picture of three pairs of brightly gleaming sky blue eyes.

Looking down at Uncle Jack's muttering, “Blue on Blue... Blue. Brown on Blue... Either!”

As I sit there in a classroom full of fellow students, and friends, I'm suddenly very lonely. I don't need to look at Uncle Jack's eyes, they're a sparkling shade of chocolate brown... just like mine.

Suddenly afraid, I pulled up google and key in a search on 'what determines eye color'. Much of this is high brow stuff about genetics, and recessive genes, but I do find a chart that explains everything pretty well.

Basically, a blue eyed mother, and a blue eyed father will 95% of the time have a blue child... Bella. A blue eyed mother, and a brown eyed father could have either... and with a dominant brown eyed gene, almost always a brown eyed child... like me.

Pulling the screen down on my laptop, I close my computer, as tears start to stream down my cheeks. Not wanting everyone to notice, I walk up to my 'study hall' teacher and point toward the Administration Office and the Nurse. Frowning in concern, she motions me to head down to the nurses office.

Instead of going to the Nurses Office, I walk into the nearest 'Girls' restroom. Going into one of the stalls, I close the door, and sit down on the stool. I've got about twenty minutes before the last bell rings, and my bus trip home. Today, I'm going home to meet my Dad, the love of my life, and my best friend Uncle Jack. Letting myself go, the water works flow freely. Now I know why Uncle Jack forgave my Mother. She gave him a very precious gift, just eleven years later... me!

When the final bell rings, I dry my eyes and head to the bus. A couple of friends are looking for me, as I walk up to the bus. Seeing my red eyes, they give me a quick hug, and let me have the window seat. Watching the city roll by, I wonder what I'll say to my real father. Will he be happy to see me, now that I'm his daughter.

As we pull up in front of Uncle Jack's condo building, I see my father waiting for me. Giving my friends a brave smile, I loop my thumbs through my back pack straps and walk off the bus.

Taking a step towards my Father, I stop and look up at the man I've known all my life. He smiles at me, and holds out his hand. Reaching out, I take the hand of my Father for the first time! - Brya]

As my fingers touch my daughter's hand I feel a jolt of my first parental happiness. Brya is all I would have ever wanted in a child. She's living perfection, and she's mine. I'm a father and this is my beautiful daughter. My fingers and hers slide together, clasping in our first mutual parent/child contact. Brya has been an intricate part of my life since the day she was born, but today she is much more.

Leading her into my condo building, we stop for a few moments to greet Fred. Concerned, he's watching us carefully, having noticed Brya's red eyes. Smiling, we enter the elevator. When the doors close, I drop to one knee, taking my daughter into my arms. Her arms wrap themselves around my neck in tiny bands of steel.

“Hi Brya, I've missed you so much!” I spout happily, squeezing the air out of her.

When the doors open, I loosen my arms enough to let her breathe again.

Brya, taking a deep breath, looks into my smiling eyes of chocolate brown, “Hi Uncle Jack, I've missed you, too!” she coos contentedly.

Exciting the elevator, we walk arm in arm to my condo. Inside, I close and lock the door. Swooping Brya up in my arms, I carry her to the couch, where I sit with her in my lap and just cuddle my daughter. Brya seems equally happy to sit with me and cuddle. Soon I feel her arms snake back around my neck.

She pulls me close, finally asking, “Uncle Jack is everything okay now? Mama didn't tell me what happened... she said I should wait a few days before I talk with you. I still want my Uncle Jack to fuck my ass today. You kinda promised yesterday. Please? There's no Olivia, no Bella, no Mommy, just the two of us!” she pleads with mock innocence.

I look at the Brya trying to decide if I should fuck my daughter. Yesterday she was my hot little niece, but today... She is someone much different. Yes, she's still the same hot little girl that wants some heated butt sex. But should I betray her trust in me, now that I know she's my daughter.

My mind a muddle pool of conflicting emotions, Brya decides to take things into her own hands, and slowly brings her lips up to mine. Our kiss is deeply erotic, and quite different... more of a slow passionate build to a fiery crescendo of lustful longing. I want this maturing snippet of a girl, and she wants me, but should I take her down this one way road to sexual awareness. It may just be some consensual anal sex with a beloved uncle, but to me it's betraying the trust between a parent and a child... especially when that child is unaware.

Luckily, Brya releases me from her medusa-like gaze, and leaving my lap, saunters slowly towards her bedroom and the bathroom within. Pausing at the doorway she looks back giving her cute little ass a lewd shake, briefly showing me her sky blue panties beneath the short hem of her school skirt.

“Give me a few minutes to get ready... Remember you promised Uncle Jack!” she teases, blowing me a quick kiss before disappearing from sight.

I only have minutes to decide what to do about Brya. I can't let the one eyed monster lurking menacingly in my shorts take control of this situation. I need to find a way out of this without breaking her heart. I should have figured out something before now... but what? This is crazy! How the hell did this happen, and why now... I so want to fuck my niece / daughter. Not to mention she's hell bent on having Uncle Jack butt fuck her in a few minutes... just like I promised her yesterday.

Little miss bubbly is soon back in the bedroom doorway. Brya leaning enticingly against the door jam, stands quickly, and executes a perfect dancers pirouette. The hem of her short skirt flaring outward, a bushy raccoon tail hanging between her legs flicks about wildly with a life of its own.

Damn Jenna and her stash of butt plug... including a bushy raccoon tail.

Brya, starting towards me is making sure her raccoon tail at the end of her butt plug swishes back and forth with every erotic sway of her narrow hips. I love the lewd movement of the raccoon tail swishing behind Brya's heart shaped ass. But the large butt plug attached to it is much more disconcerting. Especially when it's buried deep in her perfectly shaped preteen ass.

She doesn't stop her sultry approach until she's right in front of me. Turning around, she waits for me to unzip her school skirt. Trying to think of something that can get me out of this, I reluctantly reach up and unzip her skirt. Brya feeling the garment loosening, gives her hips a quick wiggle and the skirt slips uselessly from her hips. Naked from the waist down, she turns to let me unbutton her white blouse. I'm working slowly, trying to come up with something to delay what's about to happen. I unbutton each small white button, starting at the top and work down.

As I unbutton her blouse, the rubbery nipple nubs of Brya's budding breast start to harden and poke against the sheer white material. She has already ditched her bra in the bathroom; so after the first two buttons are unbuttoned, I start to get brief tantalizing glimpses of the ivory white mounds of her preteen tits. Brya is drop dead gorgeous, and I'm having one hell of a struggle with my carnal nature wanting to take her free offer of consensual anal sex.

Working down the line of buttons, I finally finish up with the last one just above the prominence of her Pubis Mons. Brya looks down as my hands finish up; she rolls her shoulders letting her blouse slide off the tops of her shoulders. Falling slowly to the floor her blouse joins her discarded skirt about her feet.

Naked except for her black knee high socks, she wraps her arms around my neck pulling my head against her chest. My head turning sideways rests against the bony flat plain between her budding tits. I wrap my arms around her waist, listening to the rapid bird-like beating of her heart. She's very excited, but is patiently waiting for me to keep my promise; but what promise should I keep. The one between a father and a daughter... to always love and protect her, or the promise of some intense butt sex between a horny uncle and his niece.

My daughter, sensing my hesitation, takes her arms from around my neck. Pushing me backwards, I lay back on the couch, while she begins to casually work my basketball shorts down, and off my hips. Other than lifting my hips to help her get my shorts off, I remain motionless. My time is quickly running out, when my one eyed vampire springs free from his cotton coffin. His menacing presence is instantly felt, as he points his large purplish head skyward. Twitch and throbbing away, my blood filled shaft desperately wants to ravage Brya's ass.

Brya nonchalantly throws my underwear and shorts onto the growing pile of discarded clothing by the edge of the couch. Crawling into my lap, her soft raccoon tail hangs down loosely, a constant reminder of the large butt plug nestled deeply in Brya's ass. Its furry edges tickling the hairy ball sacs lying placidly between my legs.

The smooth white skin of her lower abdomen is pressed against my raging hard-on. Sandwiched between us, my cock is trapped between my abdomen and hers. Brya brings her mouth to mine. Her young preteen body is amazingly warm and delightfully soft. Our lips meeting in a fiery kiss, I quickly realize that I'm being consumed by this wanton little girl. My time is up when she digs her hardened nipples into the coarse brown hair covering my well muscled chest.

Groaning into her mouth, Brya's tongue continues to dance about mine in an excited dance of erotic need. Finally pulling back, she lays her head on my shoulder waiting for what?

I take a couple of deep breaths before starting, “Brya... Princess! I need to talk with you about something important!”

Brya ignoring my attempt at a meaningful conversation is nuzzling my neck... biting and kissing the sensitive skin just below my ear.

“Please Brya... I need to talk to you!” I asked her again. All the while enjoying her playfulness.

“I'm listening, Uncle Jack! Are you planning to disappoint your favorite niece, with yet another excuse of why you shouldn't fuck her?” she teases moving up to bite my ear lobe, her small pointed tongue probing my ear canal. Her heated breath bathing the side of my head with her nearness.

I only have enough strength left for one last try, “Please Brya... we shouldn't be doing this! Please babe, don't...“ I crook out before Brya bites my ear lobe painfully. “Oooch! That hurt...“ I manage to get out.

“What... don't do what Uncle Jack! Fuck me... Is this because of...“ Brya gulps noisily, before going on. “Because of last night? You forgave Mom... don't you want me? I know what she gave you... Blue on blue... blue, Brown on blue... either!” blinking back her tears, she tries to pull away from me.

But I have a death grip on her small preteen body. Brya struggles for a few seconds, then settles heavily against me.

In the quietest of whispers she asks, “Are you my real father... Uncle Jack?”

The naked little girl sitting in my lap is the light of my life... from birth until now she's first among all others. Brya being my daughter is irrelevant. My love for her is boundless, as always.

“Yes, Brya! I believe I'm your biological father. Your mother wanted to give me a final gift before she married your Dad. She wanted our last time together to be something special, to mean something special, to give me the special gift of her first born.” I answer her honestly.

A few seconds later I continued, “Brya, sweetness... this whole situation is like driving over an IED... one moment things are going great, the next your life is irrevocably changed forever. The secret surrounding your birth, and our forbidden love for each other are two very dangerous secrets. The exposure of either, or both will devastate our family.” I conclude hoping Brya will understand my slow down plan.

But a true child of her mother, she wigged somehow closer, her warm nakedness lewdly pressed to mine.

“Uncle Jack...” she purrs dangerously, “Don't you want me?” she asks again, “I'm here now... right here in your arms. I want you to give me your love. I know we only talked about my ass, but I want you to take my 'cherry' I want you to be the first to fuck my cunny. I don't want to wait until later, it's my gift to give... Fuck me like you did Mom... when you were just horny kid. Please Uncle Jack!” she pleads.

Brya reaching down takes my hand in hers; bringing it up to cup the perfect moon of her left butt cheek. Her hand still on mine, she moves our hands down along the shallow crack of her ass, until we reach the fuzzy base of her raccoon tail. Lifting her ass off my lap, she slides my throbbing cock across the ultra heated bulging flesh of her hairless Pubis Mons, and between her legs. Using the head of my cock, Brya briefly kisses the sensitive nub of her clit, before slipping me along the glistening wetness of her tightly closed slit.

She pauses there suspended between childhood and womanhood; she waits for the man in her life to take her.

Moaning hopelessly, “Please Brya, I cannn....!” but Brya's mouth covers mine. Our kiss burns brightly, like the stars on a clear moonless night. Unafraid of the darkness, we flare in the burning glory of the moment.

Flesh of my flesh, I let my daughter settle on the throbbing manhood between her widely spread legs. The tip of my cock pries apart the tight lipped furrow of her preteen cunt.

I slip into her nether region, and slide along the velvety pink flesh toward the tiny opening into her body. The small pink butterfly of her inner lips are not ready for the massive behemoth that slows... to lodge itself into the tear dropped opening into her vaginal canal.

There in all their virginal vulnerability are a tiny pink winged butterfly, and a thin membrane guarding Brya's opening. The guardians of childhood feel the nearness of tomorrow. The child is growing into a young woman. The man pressing against her 'gift' is hopefully worthy of such a precious offering. Once given, it's forever lost... a single moment of choice and her world will be changed forever. Available, she will wait to bear the children to come. A giver of life... the doorway to the future is now!

Brya, feeling my acceptance, simply lets her body weight down on the manly hardness below her opening. The pain written on her face is different than when I fucked her ass. We haven't done any prep... this is a spontaneous moment of youthful lust and her need for a beloved Uncle to accept her 'gift'.

The tiny pink butterfly is roughly pushed aside... cruelly stretched by the passage of the cock head being pushed against the final barrier. Brya's adulthood is announced by a brief whimper of painful ecstasy, when her 'cherry' is ripped to shreds.

The purplish Glans is coated with the blood of her 'gift'. The blood weeping from the torn tissue, wicks down the thick shaft. Not a lot, but enough to be seen by a concerned father. No turning back now... she's a woman and has made her choice.

I have now taken my daughter's virginity, pausing to let her get accustomed to the cock stretching her tender flesh. Brya's legs trembling from painful pleasure resumes her descent onto my cock. She stops often wiggling about in acute discomfort, Brya and I have forgotten the butt plug at the bottom of her raccoon tail.

Her ass is still filled with a 1 ¾ inch 'tear drop' butt plug. Now our spontaneous moment of lustful exuberance has turned into a painful double penetration for Brya.

Brya working my cock deeper and deeper into her tight preteen cunt is struggling with the pain. Breathing hard and grunting frequently, Brya finally gets me fully inside... at nearly eleven she is filled to the brim with my cock and the unyielding stainless steel of the butt plug.

I lift her butt slightly and find the raccoon tail following it up to the stainless steel flange of the butt plug. As carefully as possible I begin to work the steel invader from her ass. Brya calling out painfully with each gentle tug, I finally feel her asshole slipping down the tapper end, as the plug exits her anal opening.

Brya breathes a deep sigh of relief, I let her recover for a few seconds before I ask, “Better now Princess?”

Her answer is a grunting purr, as she lifts her ass upward pulling me out of her distended pussy flesh. Without the butt plugs she settles again taking me inside with a nice easy stroke. Bottoming out I fill her completely. The head of my cock is right against the opening to her womb. The spongy tip of my cock is squished against the hard rubbery muscle of her cervix.

Sitting up, she rests her hands on the thick muscles of my pecs. Using short pelvic thrusting motions, she started to pleasure me. Short rapid strokes at first... she switches to long deep spearing penetrations, or slowing to a stop, she lets me soak in the moist warmth of her comforting tightness... her tiny cunt gripping my cock and loosening rhythmically. For a virgin fuck, Brya is driving me crazy with the variety and intensity of the pleasure she's giving me.

Brya using me as her personal love toy is building towards a massive vaginal orgasm. I can feel her small body twitch and tremble, as she fucks us both towards yet another intensely pleasurable climax.

Her fingers are digging in... Brya grabs a fist full of chest hair, the instant before her orgasm slams into her. Bucking and flopping about, I have to hold her by the hips to keep my cock buried deep in her cunt. My cock clamped in her vice-like grip... Brya's cunt is milking me. Her orgasmic spasms ripple the glove-like tightness of her vaginal walls up and down the length of my cock.

Unable to escape the wanton slut pleasuring me, I feel my own release bubbling up from deep within. Her orgasm lessening, she gradually releases me... lifting her ass slightly I start to fuck away at her preteen pussy. Her orgasm slowing to a few random tremors, I pump my cock in and out of her with wild abandon. My need building, I forget myself and fuck the shit out of my young daughter. Her groans and moans of painful pleasure drive me over the edge.

Slamming myself balls deep into her, I experience that wonderful happy ending feeling an instant before my ejaculate rushes down the length of my cock. Seven inches deep inside my daughter's body, the first blast of scalding hot semen pulses through Brya's tiny cervical opening. The fleshy triangular shaped chamber of her immature womb is instantly filled with my incestuous seed.

I pull out of Brya, then spearing her heated hole, fuck her deep and hard... each balls emptying penetration delivers another massive load of semen into her well fucked cunt. Over and over, I empty my balls deep inside my daughter.

My lust finally sedated... my cock begins to shrink inside Brya's soggy cum filled cunny. I ease her back down on my lap. Still deep inside her, I look at the smiling loveliness of the young woman lying on my chest. Brya, equally sedate, is savoring the afterglow of her orgasm. Her smile of contentment is what every man wants to see in his lover.

I set my chin on top of her head, “Soo... little girl, how does it feel to be a woman?”

Brya's arms tighten around the barrel of my chest, she gives me a big squeeze, “It hurt like hell until you took that butt plug out... After that, it was simply amazing! I could feel everything... every blissful moment of you inside me. I can still feel you inside me... smaller but filling me.”

“Dad?” she asks hesitantly, “What are we going to do now... I mean, aaaah about us?”

“We'll do nothing different... Brya! You're my fun loving niece and I'm good old Uncle Jack!” pausing I continue, “I love you more than life itself... but your real Dad will be coming home soon! He'll need his family around him, to help make sense of the craziness of life.”

I feel her stiffness, ready to dispute what I've said... but instead I hear her resigned answer, “Okay Uncle Jack... if you say so! What about after school stuff, can we...” she stops, unable to finish.

“Can we what... still mess around... hell yes! We'll leave plenty of drying sex puddles on my new sofa... you can bet on that! Will I love you like a daughter... I already do!” I tell her truthfully.

Our arms around the other... we cuddle in tight,”Aaah Uncle Jack! We need to talk with Bell, like real soon! She got in trouble with Dad last night. He caught her watching them fuck last night. He really got mad and chased her out in the hallway completely naked. All the time he was ripping on her, she just stood there watching his cock.” gulping “Later when he came in to check on us... I told him I had talked with Bella! And this morning, he was playing with us... you know wrestling. He got hard Uncle Jack... really hard! I touched him and he didn't get mad! He just smiled at me and looked over at Bella's naked butt...”

I smile at Brya, “That's not such a bad thing. I think your Dad is attracted to Bella! I know she likes her Daddy. That's why she sneaks in to watch... Is she asking questions about sex and stuff?”

“You have not fucking idea... any time we're alone it's question after question about sex. She's driving me nuts! She even wants to know if we've had sex...” Brya is exasperated with her little sister.

I laugh out loud, “I think I'll talk with your mother. We just need to get Bella and your dad in the right place at the right time... I'm all for a family fuck fest, how about you!

Brya's answer is short and sweet, “Oooh hell yes! I'm in...”

[There in the dark, life's oldest game has begun... the blind swimmers hopeful search... A lone golden nugget of female perfection is the prize. But this game won't result in a newness of life within the young woman; she hasn't flowered yet... her tiny womb is still barren, but somewhere in the far future; another game, with another male will bring a new life into a world filled with loved ones.]