{ASST} Together {Mr_Ed} Mg, MF, inc, 1st, cons, exhib, span

Disclaimer:
This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or 
purpose other than to entertain.  It should not be 
read by any minor, for it is not intended as an 
instructional manual in sex.  If the idea of underage 
sex bothers you, do not read any further.


Together

By:  Mr. Ed
Candice had been working at her new job for over two 
weeks now, and he had taken on the job of baby sitting 
his niece.  Now it was not that she was a baby that 
needed diapers changed, for she was eleven years old, 
and it became simply a matter of keeping her busy, and 
therefore out of trouble.  That, of course, was next 
to impossible, and he had already given her one 
spanking for bad conduct, and because of her 
embarrassment, had agreed not to mention it to his 
sister.

He still recalled the spanking with pleasure, for when 
she had come to get her spanking, she had bent over 
his knees and in so doing, his supporting hand 
actually ended up holding her over one of her little, 
newly forming, breasts.  During the entire time needed 
to give the spanking, he had been able to feel it 
resting so nicely in his hand and it had felt nice, to 
say the least.  Not only that, she had lifted her 
short little skirt, pushed down her panties, and 
accepted the smacks on her bare bum.  He had not even 
thought of giving it to her on her bare butt, and he 
never got to see that much due to the bad viewing 
angle, but just having her bent over and exposed like 
that, breast in hand, had been a rather stimulating 
event and had brought him to a state of being aroused.

Mostly he found it easiest to take her out someplace, 
with the best being yesterday.  Taking her to the 
amusement park had been as much fun for him as for 
her.  Going on almost every ride there, they had 
laughed together, and had a great time.  It was 
especially nice the way she would cling onto him while 
on the rides, looking to him for her protection.  Even 
an eleven year old clinging that close, especially 
when he recalled her spanking, provided another cause 
of him becoming aroused, and that was always a nice 
feeling, even though he had to take steps to ensure it 
remained concealed to others.  Being in his early 
twenties meant he had a few years practice at that, 
and knew what kind of clothes to wear to better 
conceal it.

"So what's on tap for today, Uncle Bruce?" asked 
Susan.

"After the expense of yesterday, and considering the 
rain outside, not very much I'm afraid," he responded 
to her.

"Hanging around, especially with you, can be nice, 
though," she countered.

"What a nice comment, Susan," he said, more than a 
little surprised.  "Especially when you know I don't 
fool around when you do something wrong."

"Hey, there's an idea!" she exclaimed.  "Maybe I 
should do something wrong, and get another spanking, 
eh, Uncle Bruce?"

"A spanking is not supposed to be for your pleasure, 
it is meant to discourage you from doing wrong!" he 
exclaimed.

"I know that, Uncle Bruce, and I'm not going to do 
anything like that again," she promised.  "It's kind 
of funny though, 'cause I didn't mind getting it from 
you so much, and it kind of felt neat when you had me 
over your knees."

"Strange enough, even though I hated hurting you like 
that, I kind of felt close to you even as I hit your 
butt.  Weird, eh?"

"Can I tell you a secret?" she whispered, even though 
nobody else was there to hear.

"Sure, Susan," he assured her.

"When I was there over your knees, you were holding me 
up, and your hand was right over my tittie, and I like 
it being in your hand.  Maybe you would prefer bigger 
ones, but I liked the feeling it gave me.  I guess 
that's being kind of bad, all by itself."

"You know something, Susan?" he countered.  "I knew my 
hand happened to land there, and was well aware of 
holding it.  You sure are growing up nice, and will be 
very pretty when you are older.  Wait a minute, that's 
kind of stupid...you are pretty now, of course.  It's 
just when you finish growing, I think you will be a 
knock out!"

"My favourite, even if only uncle felt up my little 
tittie, and liked it!" she exclaimed.  "Now you know 
why I wouldn't mind having to get another spanking 
from you?  I could get it felt up again!"

"You don't need to get a spanking to get felt up, but 
we both know it would be wrong to do things like that.  
It's best we both behave ourselves!"

"What fun is their in that!" she exclaimed.

"Changing subjects, why don't I take some pictures of 
you with my digital camera?" he suggested.  "You could 
even model different clothes, and do stuff like fix 
you hair different and all that sort of stuff!"

"Hey, that does sound like fun!" she declared.  "I'm 
willing!"

"Let me get my camera, make sure it is empty, and we 
can get started," he suggested as he got up and headed 
towards the room in which he was staying.  It was a 
lot easier to be staying there than risk being late to 
do his part, and making his sister late for her work.  
That would not be a good way for her to start out in a 
new position.



The entire thing started out innocently enough, with 
several pictures taken in staged activities around the 
house, sitting at the table, watching television 
stretched out on the floor, and things like that.  
From there, however, it seemed to progress into 
something it was not supposed to be.  Susan started 
changing clothes, putting on a very short skirt and a 
tube top, leaving her midriff exposed.  Then it was a 
tight pair of shorts, and requests for low angle 
shots.  Her shape was clear, even pronounced, but he 
allowed her to pose, knowing she was having a little 
fun being sexy, and because, frankly, because he was 
enjoying her sexuality.

One of the outfits she came out in was a top that was 
made up of one strip of cloth running from her waist, 
up around her neck, and back to her waist, thereby 
covering her breasts, but leaving the two sides and 
the centre exposed, as well as her back.  This was the 
first time she got into a pose where she was leaning 
forward, and caused her breasts to be showing for the 
picture, and him to see.  Next came a top that was a 
cutoff of some other piece of clothing, and this 
showed her breasts once again, but from the bottom 
this time, her development being just enough to hold 
the fabric away from her chest far enough to show the 
base of the mounds.

From there she tried a one piece bathing suit, but one 
that was too small for her.  It was barely able to 
cover her nipples, and, in fact, actually allowed the 
tops of them to be just visible below the pushed up 
mounds which of course made her breasts look larger 
than normal.  Following a series of shots in that, she 
returned to her room, emerging in a bikini.  This 
showed the greatest amount of flesh of all, for it was 
made up of a little triangle of cloth covering her 
vulva, and each nipple, and a little more over the 
slot of her bum.  Each side was exposed, head to toe, 
only little strings holding the pieces together.  By 
this time, Bruce was beginning to really enjoy her 
exposure, and was quite interested in what she came up 
with next.

Rather than a change of clothes, her next idea was to 
run some water into the bathtub, and take pictures of 
her in the water, wearing only her bikini.  That he 
found okay as well, realizing that she was holding her 
legs apart deliberately so her crotch would be 
visible, albeit through the water in which she lay.  
As if by inspiration, she then added some bubble bath 
to the water, mixed it up enough to cover the water 
with the bubbles, and got back in.  Carefully she 
caused her shoulders to protrude from the bubbles, but 
kept her bikini top sufficiently covered so it was not 
visible, thereby being sexy by suggestion.

"Since you have already held and seen my breasts, 
Uncle Bruce, would you mind if I took off my top, and 
you take pictures of me covered by only the bubbles?"

"The pictures we have taken already show more than 
they should of your sexy body, Susan," he said.  
Thinking for a few moments, he added, "I suppose, but 
they must be covered by the bubbles.  Okay?"

"Sure, Uncle Bruce," she agreed.  Sitting up enough to 
undo the string, she took it off, set it outside the 
tub, but in so doing completely exposed her breasts to 
him, then she started gathering up bubbles to conceal 
at least most of her breasts.  This was the next few 
pictures, clearly showing her nudity, but at least 
concealing the breast nipples.  When she rolled over 
onto her belly, her breasts were down into the 
bubbles, but her back was clearly naked, with no 
evidence of any strings or other covering for her 
breasts, thereby suggesting her naked front.

"How about some that see a hint of my butt cheeks?" 
she asked.  "You've already seen that too, when you 
spanked me."

"We sure can't show these to your Mom, Susan," he 
commented.  "Are you sure you want to do that?"

"Very sure," she stated, "even if I get a spanking 
afterwards for it!"

"If I spank you, it will only be to get a picture of 
your red ass after the spanking," he told her.  "Go 
ahead, take them off!"

As she was slipping them down and off, she said, "You 
know, Uncle Bruce, that's not a bad idea!  Maybe we 
could do exactly that!"

"Behave yourself, Susan!" he exclaimed.  "What you are 
doing is bad enough!"

"You know, Uncle Bruce, this is really nice doing it, 
and lots of fun.  I love you for being such a good 
uncle, and allowing me to do these things."

"You already know I love you, but I admit, taking 
pictures of you like this is kind of neat, even though 
I know it shouldn't happen.  We can never tell anyone 
else we did these poses you know."

"Of course I know that, Uncle Bruce," she confirmed.  
"Do you think I am pretty now that you have seen more 
of me?"

"I didn't need to see any more of you to know how 
pretty you are, but seeing so much is rather nice, and 
this is more fun than I expected.  Just how far do you 
want to go with posing for the pictures?"

"All the way, if you will let me," she admitted.

"Total nudity, front and back!" he questioned.

"Yep!" she confirmed.

"Now we both should get a spanking, and even worse," 
he commented.

"Only you and I will know, Uncle Bruce.  Will anybody 
else be able to see the pictures on your computer?"

"Trust me, there is now way anyone will be able to 
find them from the plans I have to hide them!"

"Come on, take the one of my butt cheeks coming out of 
the water a little, and then I can get dried off, 
while you take pictures of me doing that.  It should 
be some pretty good shots!"

"I do hope I don't come to regret this, but I guess 
you get to become part of child pornography today, so 
here we go."

She didn't even pretend to hide her bum with the soap 
bubbles, and it was clearly visible in the shot, even 
with a little bit of a view of her crack slightly 
spread, but with her crotch hidden by her upper 
thighs.  When she stood up after that, her entire 
naked body became visible to him, and to the lens of 
the camera, while a whole series of shots were taken.  
As she dried off, pretending to not see the camera, he 
caught slots of her front, back and many close ups of 
individual parts.

Once dried, they went into her room, Susan walking 
naked beside him, and then began a series of shots 
posing on the bed, and revealing everything.  He made 
no secret of getting shots of her naked crotch, 
including with her legs spread, and her crotch 
stretched until her hole was open to look inside.  
There were no more spots on her to see, and he knew 
her totally naked body, at least how it looked.

"I think I'd like to see my bum nice and red from a 
spanking, Uncle Bruce," she told him.  "How about 
giving me a spanking, since I've been bad anyway, and 
then taking pictures of it?"

"If you are into that, I could set the camera on 
automatic, and take a series of pictures while you are 
getting a spanking," he informed her.

"Oh, yes!" she declared.  "That would be perfect!  
Hard enough to make my bum totally red, Uncle Bruce," 
she demanded.

"My poor hand, for what you feel on your bum, I'll be 
feeling on my hand."

"How about spanking me with something else, then Uncle 
Bruce?" she suggested.

"Like what?" he asked.

"I don't know," she said.  "Maybe a ruler or stick or 
something," she suggested.

"Since a hand on your bum would be sexy, how about we 
start with some hand slaps, and then find something 
else to use?  Maybe the ping pong game paddles?" he 
suggested.

"Hey, that's a good idea," she agreed.  "Tell you 
what!  How about hand first, paddle second, and then a 
few with your belt?"

"You are sure looking to be sore from all that, Susan.  
Are you sure this is what you want to do?"

"It's a little scary, but to see it in pictures would 
make it worth it, Uncle Bruce.  I want to see when I'm 
crying too!  You know I will be, and you shouldn't 
worry about it when I am."

"You are a little crazy, Susan, but if that is what 
you want then let me get it set up and do it."

It took a little planning, but the camera was set up 
on his tripod, and a chair put in the right position 
to capture the action from the right angle every three 
seconds.  Before starting, he emptied the memory into 
his computer, giving him over one hundred shots he 
could take in that way.  When they tested the 
position, he found her bare breast in his hand, and 
made no secret of kneading it a little.  Susan let him 
know that she liked it happening to her, and even 
tossed in a little kiss on his lips when he got up to 
make a little adjustment to the camera.  Then they 
were ready to begin.

With the camera started, Susan went down over his lap 
quickly, and began to receive slap after slap on her 
bare bum, each cheek receiving it's share of the 
blows.  Bruce lost count of how many times she felt 
his hand, but was aware of when she began to cry, and 
of how she encouraged him to continue hitting hard.  
Her butt cheeks were not visible as much as they could 
have been, so he wasn't even sure of how red her bum 
was, but certainly was aware of how sore his hand was 
becoming.  At least her blows were divided between her 
two cheeks, where his hand felt every single blow in 
the same place.

Finally there was a pause, and they both got up, and 
he stopped the camera.  For several moments, he held 
her naked body in his arms, soothing her from the sore 
bum she had received, and even a few kisses on her 
soft lips.  "Man you are strong, Uncle Bruce," she 
finally said when the tears abated somewhat.

"My sweet little niece has had quite a beating 
already," he said.  "How about we forget anything 
more, at least for the moment?"

"No, Uncle Bruce," she declared emphatically.  "I want 
to see the paddle and strap hitting my butt, so please 
don't stop now.  If you will hold me like this 
afterwards, then I can bear the pain!"

"Cuddling you is not problem, and is kind of nice, 
Susan," he told her.  "You can count on it, but I 
might just touch places I shouldn't touch."

"You can touch me anywhere, Uncle Bruce," she granted.  
"Any place and any way!  It will make it even better 
knowing you would do that when it is over!"

"Alright, my sweet little sexy niece, I'm going to 
move the camera so you will be on the bed for the next 
shots.  I can't use a paddle or belt if you are over 
my knee."

"Then please be sure to give my titties a hold when we 
are cuddling, Uncle Bruce," she requested.  "That's 
part of it that I really like!"

"Me too, baby!  Me too!" he told her, and actually 
made her smile about it.

When she stretched out on the bed, and he had the 
camera ready, he was very aware of how red her bum 
was, and an idea of how much it must have burned her.  
His hand was still stinging from the blows, and he 
knew her butt must have as well, for the skin there 
was so much softer than his hand.  Not bothering to 
warn her before the first one, he brought it down on 
her bum with the paddle as soon as the camera was 
clicking every three seconds.  He placed nine strikes 
on her bum cheeks, and making it even redder than 
before, and bringing her to fully crying once again, 
starting with the second blow.

It was immediately after that when he brought his belt 
into use and watched as her bum flesh jumped after the 
blow landed.  Each time, the jumping flesh followed 
the blows, landing six times across her two cheeks, 
while her crying was getting almost scary, it was so 
intense.  Without stopping to turn off the camera, he 
took her up into his arms and then spent several 
minutes gently caressing and talking to her, assuring 
her it was all over.  The camera quit when it was 
full, but not until it had pictures of his fondling 
her breasts, and feeling up her crotch.  As soon as 
she stopped crying enough, he supplemented his 
consoling her with kisses on her lips.  That's when it 
did stop, and became the major activity of the moment, 
and while she was recovering from the mistreatment, 
his roving hands unrestrained, and she even actively 
sought for their gentle touch.

"That was real hard to bear," she said.  "I hope the 
pictures are worth it, Uncle Bruce.  Thanks for making 
me feel better.  If nothing else, it was worth it to 
have you hold me and touch me that way.  The kissing 
was the best of all, though."

"If you are willing, my dear sweet Susan, I want to do 
that more often, for it is nice to kiss you," he told 
her.  "You realize you have me totally turned on, 
don't you?"

"If you weren't something would be wrong with me, so 
I'm glad you are, Uncle Bruce.  When we kiss other 
times, I hope you will touch me those places again."

"No matter how wrong it is, Susan, I found how nice it 
is to touch you, and will probably try every once in 
awhile to get to do that."

"Any time you want, Uncle Bruce," she said.  "If you 
tell me you want to do it, I'll take my clothes off 
for you, that way you can get at everything easier."

"I guess the only thing I will have to worry about is 
raping my little sweetheart," he admitted.  "Right 
now, it is very hard not to throw you on the bed and 
get into you.  You are so sweet and sexy!"

"That's a little scary, but when my butt doesn't hurt 
so much, I think I'd be ready for you to rape me if 
you wanted to."

"Oh, Lord, don't tell me that, baby!" he exclaimed.  
"That's too much of a temptation.  Are you ready to 
let me download the pictures and see what we have?"

"One more real good kiss and I'm ready," she 
confirmed.  The kiss was exchanged for nearly a 
minute, and her crotch was fondled all the while.  The 
moment she felt his hand against her leg, they had 
sprung open to give him access, and reveled in the 
resulting stimulation she received.

When the download was completed, what a series of 
pictures they had.  Bruce sped up the time between 
shots, and it almost provided a moving picture of what 
had happened.  Virtually every stroke was captured 
with some having his hand going up, down or even 
against her bum.  Watching it brought back the memory, 
and caused Susan to stand, and rub her buttocks with 
her hands, at least until his hand took over the 
gentle caresses.  Thereafter she left her bum to his 
hand.

Hunger finally ended the show, and together they 
headed to the kitchen, and lunch.  Susan never 
bothered to get dressed, and remained naked as she 
paraded around in front of him.  Every time she saw 
him looking, she welcomed his gaze with a smile.

"What now?" she asked when lunch was finished.

"We get dressed and go for a bicycle ride," he told 
her.  "The rain has stopped, and it should smell nice 
out there."

"Could we go as far as the big park?" she asked.  "I 
love when I get to ride on those long, long bike 
paths."

"Just what I had in mind," he confirmed.

"You don't need to get dressed, only me," she 
commented.

"But you know I have things I wear when I ride, and I 
do need to change," he responded.

"Don't suppose I could watch?" she requested.

"I don't think so, Susan," he said.  "Let's not do 
anything more like that for today.  Okay?"

"Anything you want, Uncle Bruce," she agreed.



The ride took them all through the park and, as 
expected, everything smelled so fresh and clean it was 
really outstanding.  Forgetting the time a little, 
they got back with barely enough time to prepare 
supper for Candice's return from work.  Actually, she 
had to wait about five minutes before it was ready to 
sit before, and listened to the story of the park ride 
while she waited.

It was during the evening that Bruce as sitting on the 
chesterfield, when Candice took up her seat on the 
loveseat she preferred.  Susan came shortly after, and 
sat down leaning her side into her uncle.  

"Seems you have made some points with my daughter, 
Bruce," commented Candice.

"We've been enjoying each other's company for quite 
awhile now, and yea, I guess you could say we have 
become closer."

"How come I never got to cuddle up to you like that 
when we were growing up together?" she questioned.

"Hey, Sis, I'd be happy to hold you like this any time 
you want, back then or now!"

"Then I'm reserving that place tomorrow evening as 
mine," she declared.

"Susan's ticklish enough I could drive her off this 
evening if you want, Candice."

"I can't be that mean to her, Bruce.  Just leave her 
in peace for this evening."

"If you want to take my place this evening, Mom, come 
on!  I'm willing to be left out in the freezing cold 
all by myself to make you happy!"

"You would?" asked Candice in surprise.  "How is it 
you would treat me so well?"

"You're the one that is working hard to pay for our 
home, and deserve to be cuddled.  Especially by Uncle 
Bruce, for he is your brother and you saw him first!"

"Okay, kid, I'll accept, but I want a hug from my 
sweet daughter before though!" she responded.  "I do 
love you, you know, Susan!"

"I love you too, Mom!  I love your brother too-a whole 
lot!"

"Glad to hear that!" she declared.  "He is worth 
loving you know!"

"Every day I learn that more and more, Mom!" said 
Susan, glancing back at him.  "I happen to think he is 
the best guy around!"

"Don't tell him, but so do I, darling!" declared 
Candice.

"Oh, for Christ sake, if I hear any more of this, I'm 
leaving!" declared Bruce.

"Shut up and drink it up, my dear brother!" ordered 
Candice as she cuddled up to him, and accepted his arm 
over her waist.  "Damn, Susan, this is nice!"

"When did you last kiss him, Mom?" asked Susan.

"Let me think," she replied.  "When I got home, I 
believe."

"That wasn't a kiss that was a poke!" she declared.  
"Why don't you kiss him now?  He is still in love with 
you!"

"You in love with me, Bruce?" asked Candice.

"Forget this, I'm going to bed!" he declared as he 
pretended to get up.  Both Candice and Susan shoved 
him back onto the chesterfield and Candice placed a 
real kiss on his lips.

"If I'd known you kiss so good I would have tried to 
get some long before now!" he declared.

"If you had been half awake, you could have had a lot 
more than kisses, my naive brother!" she declared as 
she returned to her original place.

"When Susan is not listening, I intend to ask for more 
detail on that one!" he declared.

"No you won't!" she responded.  "That would be too 
embarrassing!"

"You want me to go to bed?" asked Susan.

"Yes!" declared both her mother and uncle together.

With a pout on her face, she got up to leave, and 
heard them shout at her, "Sit down, Susan!"

"What a pair you two make even giving the same orders 
at the same time!  It's not fair being ganged up on 
this way, you know!"

"Suffer!" they both declared, looked at each other, 
and all three laughed, for they had done it again.



Susan took herself to bed just when the late show was 
about to start.  When she had seen the preview, she 
decided she didn't want to see the movie and was too 
sleepy anyway.  Both her Mom and uncle got a kiss 
goodnight, and she was gone, leaving Candice stretched 
out, her head resting on Bruce's lap.

"Susan had he right idea about cuddling up with you, 
Bruce," she told him.  "This is nice!"

"Not so bad for me either," he responded.  "The 
trouble is, you look so damn sexy, so if you weren't 
my sister, I'd be doing my damnedest to seduce you."

"Take a feel if you want, Bruce," she said.  "I 
wouldn't mind getting a little turned on by you."

"Don't say it if you don't mean it, Candy," he 
cautioned her, using his pet name for her.

"Feel away, kid!" she reiterated.

Bruce slid one hand up over her nearest breast, 
testing to see if she really meant what she had said.  
When she rolled over on her back to give him better 
access, he knew she meant what she had said.  "It 
undoes in the back, if you want, Bruce," she told him.

"Since I've always wanted to get at them from when 
they were Susan's size, you must know I do intend to, 
don't you?"

"You could have got at them when they were Susan's 
size," she told him.  "Why do you think I've called 
you naive all these years?"

"Please don't tell me that!" he declared.  "I'd have 
to go out and commit suicide if I missed such 
chances."

"Don't you dare, but you could start making up for 
lost time, my beautiful little brother!"

"Lean up and let me at the fastenings, Candy," he 
ordered.  Moments later, his sister's body was naked 
from the waist up, and he was seeing what he had 
glimpsed so many times over the years...two perfect 
breasts!

"I'm so glad they never got too large," he told her as 
his hand went over one.  "I will simply have to suck 
on these offerings too!" he declared about her 
nipples.

"I'm not lactating any more, so you will not get any 
milk, but help yourself," she declared.

"I guess I missed out on tasting your breast milk, 
didn't I?" he commented.

"If I get pregnant again, then you'll be able to get a 
nice belly full if you want!" she offered.

"Need a man to do that, darling.  He left, or you 
threw him out!"

"He had the equipment, but was not a man, Bruce.  He 
wasn't a fraction of the man you are!"

"You're beginning to sound like you want to get 
pregnant by me," he observed.

"Can't think of a better way!" she said.

"Are you serious?" he said, moving enough to force her 
into sitting up.

"Listen, you naive, but beautiful little brother.  
I've wanted to have you inside me since I was a young 
girl, younger than Susan.  Yes, I want to be pregnant 
again, but this time from a man...you!"

"Ugh!...Ugh!..." he started to stammer.

"Oh, shut up and take me to bed!  This is a lousy 
movie, so turn it off, and get smart like Susan, and 
let's go to bed...just together this time!"

"Come on, Sis!  Make my best dreams come true!" he 
declared.

When they finally did make love, it was with the 
passion that each had felt for the other over the 
years coming to bear this time.  It was gentle, fast 
firm, and frequent, most of the night spent in their 
enjoying what each admitted they had wanted while 
growing up.  Candice had been a little more obvious in 
displaying herself for little glimpses, but he had 
never anticipated being able to succeed in sex with 
her.  Now they were trying to make up for it, all in 
the one night.

Candice had to phone in sick the next morning, for 
there was no way to work that day, for at best they 
had little more than an hour of sleep each.  Their 
problem came from Susan, and her normal needs.

Answering a little light tapping on the door, Susan 
was invited in, and smiled upon seeing him in her 
mother's bed.  "Good morning, Mommy, and Uncle Bruce," 
she called out as she approached.  "Finally you are 
together, as I knew you would be one day!"

"Think you could take care of yourself if we tried to 
get a little sleep, sweetheart?" asked Mom.

"You two don't need to worry about me, but in a little 
while, don't be doing anything, for I'm bringing you 
breakfast!  Okay?"

"What a nice idea," said Bruce.  "Darling, you are a 
real sweetheart!"

"I'll be back as soon as I can, so don't do anything 
while I'm gone.  Okay?" she said as she neared the 
door, a smirk on her face.

"Wait until I get my hands on your ticklish waist, 
kid, for you will suffer for that one!"

"Promises, promises!" she said, and then went through 
the door.

"So is she still a virgin?" asked Candice.

"How would I know?" he asked.

"So you are going to be naive with her too?" she 
asked.  "She's offering herself to you!"

"What must I do about that?" he demanded.

"Be gentle for her first time," she said with a smile.

"Candice!" he declared.  "She's your daughter...my 
niece!  How can you even suggest it?"

"Look, Bruce!  She's young, fresh, and sweet!  You're 
a man, and it is natural.  There is no one I'd rather 
she learn from than you!"

"First I find out you want to get fucked, and now you 
tell me your daughter is to get it too!" he summarized 
as he fell back on the bed.  "This is too hard to 
believe!"

"Believe it, my kid brother!  You have two women to 
satisfy in bed from now on, at least until she wants 
to get her own, and I hope that will be awhile first!"

"You are serious, aren't you, Candice?" he asked in 
confirmation, still having trouble believing what he 
had heard.  Then again, he had slept with her and made 
love how many times last night?

Bruce was still getting confirmation when Susan 
returned, two plates on the one tray.  The bacon was a 
little underdone, while the eggs were a little 
overcooked, but it was eaten as if it was the greatest 
meal ever, even with the cold toast.  When the tray 
disappeared, Bruce could not have told anyone, but 
Candy was just awake enough to be aware of it leaving 
in her daughter's hands.  Sleep had won, and they were 
out like lights, remaining asleep for several hours.

Somewhere around one-thirty that afternoon, they awoke 
and responded to their bathroom needs.  Upon 
returning, still in the nude, Susan was there with the 
tray, this time carrying two bowls of soup, and one 
stack of sandwiches.  Following a good long look at 
Bruce's penis, she set the dishes down, and turned to 
leave.

"Stay sweetheart," called her uncle.

"I'm sorry I looked so hard, Uncle Bruce," she 
offered.

"It's okay, sweetheart," he assured her.  "Come and 
sit with Mommy and me while we enjoy your taking such 
good care of us."

"You wouldn't mind?" she asked.

"No, baby, we wouldn't mind!" he reiterated.

"Does this mean what I think it does?" she queried.

"We haven't worked out the details, but there is a 
good chance it does," he told her.

"Oh, wow, that would be neat!" she exclaimed.  "Can I 
change it to Daddy yet?"

"Would you want to?" he asked.

"Just about the biggest Christmas gift I could ever 
get," she said.

"Christmas is a long way away, but why not now?" he 
said, looking at Candice.  "How would you feel about 
it, sweetheart?"

"Happy enough to burst into tears any seconds," she 
said as one rolled down her cheek.

"Well, I guess I'm Daddy then, my little sweetheart," 
he told her as she covered her open mouth with her 
hands.  The hug and kisses which followed were like 
those of a father and daughter.



"The big thing is, this is going to make a lot of 
differences in our lifestyle," he told them.

"Are you willing to accept us in the big wonderful 
house you are buying, Bruce?" asked Candice.

"Willing?  What a stupid question!  I'd be thrilled.  
By the way, darling kid sister, you will be in time 
two months from now to be at the mortgage burning 
ceremony I will be holding!"

"Are you serious?" she asked.  "You've only just 
started to buy it."

"Three years ago, and it will be paid off in two 
months!" he declared proudly.  "My business is doing 
very well!"

"I've always known you were good, but to own a house, 
free and clear, at only twenty-two?  That's 
remarkable!" she declared.

"There's one other thing," he said.  "Now I won't have 
to go and buy the other house for you, since you will 
be living with me soon."

"Now hold up right there!" she demanded.  "You were 
going to buy me a house?"

"It was a nice one too," he said.  "Kind of neat and 
compact just like you!"

"You had already picked it out?" she asked.

"My offer will need to be withdrawn, for I was holding 
out for a good price, just in case you got stupid and 
wanted to help pay it off.  They will be likely to 
respond soon, for the offer expires by the end of next 
week.  Not likely they will leave it that long before 
accepting, I suspect."

"Why don't you keep it as an investment?" she 
suggested.

"Not a bad thought," he said.  "I'll think about it, 
but might leave it for awhile.  I was rushing so I 
could get you set up and it was going to leave me a 
little tight for awhile."

"I always knew you were pretty special, but I had no 
idea it was that good!" she declared.

"The other thing is you won't have to work again, for 
if you don't have housing costs then I have more than 
enough to take care of the three of us.  As a matter 
of fact, maybe you could help me with my work and get 
through some of my back log."

"More than what you have by helping me with Susan the 
last couple of weeks?" she asked.

"Don't remind me for that added a mountain I haven't 
even looked at, except to peek.  I can't deal with 
that right now though for I have too many existing 
contracts to attend to."

"I know it is the new way of things, but it is so hard 
to believe you can work from home and make so much," 
she reported.  "I am impressed!"

"You must be good to do well," he said, "for there are 
a lot of people on the web that can do the same thing 
as I do, some even better.  It is hard to keep coming 
up with new ideas, only to have them stolen the day 
one is released."

"So how is it you do so well?" she asked.

"I've managed to build a reputation that seems to 
speak well of me, and is even mentioned on other web 
sites, and even television as far away as Europe;  
Denmark I think it was."

"So, Daddy, what are you planning to do with me?" 
asked Susan.

"Other than toss you off the highest bridge I can 
find, I'm not sure, sweetheart," he replied.  "What do 
you have in mind?"

"Please remind me to wear a parachute from now on, but 
are you going to adopt me or something?"

"In my mind, you will always be the wonderful little 
sweetheart that had stinky diapers when you pooped in 
them.  I will always love you, and try to figure out 
what is best for you, but talk with you before any 
action I might take.  You are getting old enough to be 
part of almost any decision about you."

"See, Mommy?  That's one of the reasons I love him so 
much!  He even talks to me like I'm an adult, and 
makes me feel so good!"

"You don't know what good feels like yet, sweetheart," 
commented her mother.  "Daddy will soon teach you, 
however!"

"Do you mean what I think, Mommy?" she asked.  The 
second she saw her mother nodding, she was up, dancing 
about the room, making noises of happiness.

"I swear you two are plotting against me," he 
declared.

"Only a happy coincidence with my getting my job, 
Bruce," she assured him.  "I've been plotting to get 
you to bed since I was Susan's age, or even longer!"

"Are you willing to move into my house?" he asked of 
both the girls, and received a positive nod from 
Susan.

"Might as well ask if we are crazy," she said.  "We'd 
have to be to not want to live in that big beautiful 
house, especially since you are there normally."

"How soon could you get out of your new job?" he 
asked.

"I can call them when we are finished talking," she 
said.  "Consider me out of work!"

"Forget that, for you are soon to be overworked, my 
dear sister!" he declared.

"And what do we do about all your furniture?" he 
asked.

"Your recreation room isn't finished yet," she 
commented.

"Not bad for a sister!" he declared.  "Damn good idea, 
as a matter of fact!"

"I've got to be some use for something, other than 
sex," she stated.

"Oh, but what a wonder you are at that, darling," he 
told her.  "You sure can satisfy me at least!"

"Care to prove that to me?" she asked.

"Right now?" he asked directing attention to Susan's 
presence.

"She can learn," replied her mother.  "Come and show 
her how nice it will be when she gets your full 
attention."

"Having know you all my life, you can still surprise 
the hell out of me, Sis!  Okay, prepare to submit 
yourself!"

"Been ready for over eleven years!" she declared.

Susan did, indeed, learn from what she saw, and got an 
idea of how really stimulating good sex can be for 
both the man and the woman.  They were lessons she was 
glad to learn, and frustrated she didn't have the 
first hand experience, only the secondary play she 
used on herself, once she had stripped for the access 
to her own parts.  It was over an hour later they 
decided to look about getting supper on to cook.



"Well, I see we have progressed to being a nudist 
family," observed Candice.  They had come to rest in 
the living room before the television.  The call to 
her work place had been made, and she was now 
unemployed, with them having a new mailing address for 
her final cheque and the necessary government income 
reporting forms.  Some things had been packed ready 
for the morning trip to his home, and now their soon 
to be new home.  It now came down to rest and sleep to 
fill the time in between now and the morning drive, 
hopefully before the rush hour started.

"Rather nice having the regular version of beauty, and 
the smaller sample of it walking around naked, at 
least from my point of view.  Why are you sitting over 
there, Candy, when I'm over here?"

"Because it is time you cuddled up Susan instead of 
me," she responded.  "She's been sort of left out of 
everything, well, at least part way out."

"I get the feeling she will survive," he commented, 
"but is welcome to come over and cuddle if she wants 
to."

"You want me to turn into a frustrated old maid, 
Daddy?" she asked in response as she approached.  
Dropping in beside him, her actions bore little 
resemblance to her question.  When she accepted his 
hand over her one breast, she sighed with her long 
awaited success; what she had really wanted all day 
long.

"When we get home, Daddy, am I going to have a room of 
my own, or are you guys going to let me sleep in the 
same room as you do?" asked Susan.

"You will likely sleep in the same room sometimes, but 
will certainly have your own room.  Once it prepare it 
properly, your own computer too!"

"Are you serious, Daddy?" she asked.

"Absolutely," he assured her.  "In today's business 
world, you must be computer literate!"

"So will Mommy be sharing yours with you?" she 
queried.

"No, baby, she will have her own to work on, and they 
will all be networked.  Either of you will be able to 
look at each other's files, but I have reserved my own 
for they are so important, and the means of earning an 
income to pay for all our needs, and I can't risk 
anyone being at them."

"Will I be able to do some work for you to, Daddy?" 
asked Susan.  "I can type.  Mommy is faster, but I'm 
getting better every day."

"Can you really?" he asked.  "My, I am impressed!  I'm 
sure there will be things for you to type, and if you 
wish, working under Mommy's direction, you will be 
able to help.  Maybe earn yourself a little spending 
money, too!"

"Do you know, from what I know about you guys, and how 
exciting everything sounds, I have the feeling I am 
going to be very happy about probably everything!"

"Even when I am touching you all over your sweet 
little body?" he asked.

"That, Daddy, makes me the happiest of all!" she 
declared.  "I can't wait for you to get to the really 
interesting place on me.  At least I'm told it is 
supposed to be the interesting part."

"If you are talking about down here," he said as his 
hand slid between her legs, "to a man, it is the most 
interesting place, other than your mind, personality, 
and your precious little heart!"

"Are you ever smooth, Daddy!" she exclaimed.  "No 
wonder Mommy has always said you were the best man in 
the world!"

"Careful, baby," he cautioned.  "You might give me a 
fat head, hearing that sort of stuff!"

"Get a fat head, and I'll knock it back into shape, my 
dear brother!" declared Candice.

"Something tells me that's true, Susan," he commented.  
"Are you going to help protect me?"

"From everyone except Mommy," she said.  "There, you 
are on your own!"

"Abandoned in my time of need!" he exclaimed 
dramatically.

"We can see the great risk you are under!" declared 
Candice.  "Is tonight going to be the night?" she 
asked, indicating Susan.

Looking down at his now erect penis, and over at the 
youngster laying onto his lap, he said, "Since it is 
to happen, and I do seem to have a certain amount of 
interest, I suppose so."

"Just remember to be gentle," said Candice.  "I'm as 
jealous as hell, you know!"

"I thought after last night, you would be tired and 
want to rest anyway," he commented.

"After the best sex in the world?  You've got to be 
kidding!  I'm so hot now, it is almost burning!"

"Want to get a ride, Susan?" he asked.

"In your arms?  You bet!" she replied.

"Who said in my arms?" he asked as he got up.  Susan 
was then draped over her shoulder in a completely 
undignified manner, and carried to his room amidst a 
barrage of pretend complaints.

When Susan was laid out upon the bed, Bruce began to 
explore her entire body with his lips.  From the top 
of her head, over her face, both her arms, torso, 
legs, and even feet were kissed, her breasts getting 
the added treatment of being licked.  Moving to her 
crotch, his kisses and licking brought her through one 
climax, where she was not allowed to turn away as she 
seemed to desire, but held for continuous contact of 
her sensitive sexual exposure.  Once his tongue moved 
inside her vaginal opening, her second climax came far 
faster than had the first, and was accompanied by much 
groaning and her sounds of pleasure.

Still in the heights of her climax, Susan was aware of 
her uncle, turned 'Daddy' getting over her, and the 
first contact of his penis against her opening.  
Penetration started very slowly, but felt so good, she 
had to cling onto his body over her.  As it pressed 
down trying to go deeper, there was only pressure to 
deal with, and it was not unpleasant.  When the thin 
film of skin was torn, and he went deeper, she had to 
wince under the tearing she felt, even while the 
sensation of being full down below felt like it was as 
it should be.

Bruce remained still, but fully inside her for long 
moments, until he could see that she was recovering 
from the pain.  With wide open eyes, she felt it pull 
back out of her, but closed them in pleasure as it 
returned to her belly's interior.  She could not 
contain the sound of her pleasure, the same as her 
mother had made earlier when he was inside her.  
Indeed, each thrust, it became the most natural thing 
to do as her vagina accepted him deep up inside her.

"You seem to be enjoying this, darling," suggested her 
Daddy.

"This is the greatest thing ever!" she declared.  
"Thank you for doing it with me, Daddy!"

"When you have another climax, sweetheart, it is going 
to be over for you, and I'm going to get into Mommy 
for me to finish inside her."

"Then you won't have long, Daddy, for I'm beginning to 
come right now!" she said as she pressed her abdomen 
towards his penetrations.  Seconds later she was in 
the throws of her climax, and not trying to hide it 
from the world based on her cries of satisfaction.  He 
remained in her until the climax was subsiding, then 
slipped out, and moved over Candice, penetrating her 
without preliminary foreplay, or and stimulation at 
all.  She was, of course, already excited at watching 
her daughter's first time, and was quite ready to 
accept his entry into her, giving her immediate 
satisfaction.  Two minutes later, it was his seed 
entering her, for he could hold it no longer.  His 
weight pressing down on her was welcomed, and embraced 
with her entire body, arms and legs.



First thing in the morning, they were up, and 
scrambled though the morning necessities, breakfast 
included.  Before sunrise, they had collected a few 
other things from the apartment, and were ready to get 
on the road before the major morning rush hour.  Since 
the music was playing on the radio, the journey was 
made much shorter by them engaging in a sing along to 
the songs they knew and liked.

"There's the house I was looking at to get for you," 
said Bruce as he pulled up to a stop before a nice 
little house.

"It is gorgeous!" exclaimed Candice.  "I still can't 
believe you would buy me a house!" she declared.  
"Yours is still better, of course!"

"It's not mine, it is ours!" he corrected.  "It is our 
house, our home, our car, and for that matter, it soon 
will be our work!"

"More than anything else, I wish I could marry you, 
Bruce!" she declared.  "Come to think of it, how is 
that going to work?"

"I have a suggestion," he told her.  "If you were to 
go back to your maiden name, since it happens to be 
the same as mine, we couldn't help it if people jumped 
to the wrong conclusion!"

"Damn, that's good, Bruce!" she declared.  After 
thinking for a few moments, she said, "I can't think 
of a single reason that wouldn't work for us!"

"Working from home also reduces the exposure we have, 
so the only thing we have to do now is get rid of that 
little kid in the back.  She has a different last 
name!"

"So let's change it!" she declared.  "What would you 
think of that, Susan?"

"Change it!" she declared emphatically, "even if I am 
'that little kid in the back', like Daddy said."

"You know Daddy only talks like that since he loves 
you so much, don't you?" asked her mother.

"Oh, Mother!" responded Susan.  "Of course I know 
that!  He talks like that to me all the time!"

"Just making sure, darling," she assured her daughter.  
"Just making sure!"

"Mommy, I can't put it into words as good as you 
might, but Daddy is just as much a big man, and all 
the other things you think of him as, to me as he is 
to you!  I couldn't love him any more than I do!"

"I guess I know that, darling," she assured her.  "It 
does sound nice to hear, though!"

"And it puts me at great risk of having two girls slap 
me down for getting a fat head!" he commented.  "Thank 
you, Susan!  I love you with all my heart too!"

"Okay, ladies, we are home!" he said as he turned into 
his driveway.

"And in the early stages of a brand new, wonderful 
life!" declared Candice.