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King Dong
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)
***
Kathy's idea was to jerk her uncle's shorts down at the
family reunion and embarrass him. It didn't occur to
her that he might not be wearing underwear. So, when
she yelled "GOTCHA!", everyone saw the secret no one
had known before. Uncle Bob wad a monster! Well part of
him was monstrous anyway. And Kathy wasn't the only one
to notice. (MF, Mf-teen, reluc, inc, 1st, mast, oral,
size, preg)
***
Chapter 1
Kathy was at the age where she knew she had to go to
these big family gatherings, but could only think of
perhaps fifteen or twenty things she'd rather be doing.
She knew it wouldn't do any good to protest, and she'd
gotten in the car with her sister and mother, but she
hadn't been happy about it. That changed when they got
to her Grandmother's house.
Kathy saw her Uncle and grinned. He was so cool. He was
big and strong, but when he wrestled with her it was
like fighting with a big soft teddy bear. He tickled
her so expertly it was almost scary. He could position
his hands in such a way that when she jerked her body
to get away from that tickle spot, he would be ready to
strike at another tickle spot. She loved to jump on him
and try to tickle him back, even though he didn't
tickle very well. She always felt special whenever he
paid attention to her in their special way.
When her breasts grew out she hated them. They got in
the way of almost everything, and they were tender and
sore. And then hair grew between her legs and it held
odors so that she had to take showers almost every
single day. She felt awkward and ugly. But through it
all, her Uncle Bob smiled at her and hugged her and
wrestled with her. Now his tickling wasn't so rough,
though he still made her squirm and giggle. When she
was trying to escape-but-not-really from him, she
forgot she was a gangly misshapen girl.
Eventually she grew into a lithe strong limbed woman
with thrusting breasts that didn't hurt any more, but
sometimes tingled strangely, especially the nipples.
And all that hair covered pouting lips that also
tingled, especially when she washed there in the
shower. Her long blond hair glistened with health and
her skin was flawless. There were lots of people who
thought she and Uncle Bob shouldn't wrestle any more.
But neither she nor Uncle Bob agreed.
And when she saw him today, she planned her attack.
She pretended not to notice him, or not to care, as if
he were just another relative at the family gathering.
There was going to be lots of food and card games and
all the usual things that happened when some part of
their large family got together. So she talked to the
odd cousin, or one of her Aunts, only looking at Uncle
Bob out of the corner of her eye.
He was, as usual, wearing a pair of loose shorts with
an elastic waist. He also had on a tank top that showed
off his bulging arms and broad chest. Sandals completed
his outfit.
But it was the shorts she was interested in.
Sixteen year olds aren't known for using the best
judgment. Kathy was a normal teenager, who thought
something would be cute or funny without thinking
things through completely. Her plan was to get behind
Uncle Bob and jerk those shorts down around his calves,
exposing his underwear. Then she would laugh and yell
"GOTCHA!" and run away before he could jerk his shorts
back up and chase her.
It just never occurred to her that he might not be
wearing underwear.
She had two Uncles and four Aunts and about forty
cousins. Uncle Bob was talking to his two younger
sisters, Cora and Liz. Liz was her mother and, as she
maneuvered, she was struck by the look on her mom's
face as she talked to Uncle Bob. Her mother was
smiling, which wasn't unusual, but there was something
else there, some look of utter happiness that was
striking and caught Kathy's attention. Aunt Cora was
just as animated and it occurred to Kathy that she
wasn't the only female in the clan who enjoyed being
around Uncle Bob.
Kathy put her plan into action and wandered into the
area behind Uncle Bob. About then her sister, Jill and
her cousin Mindy, came up to their mothers to ask if
they could go hiking together. Kathy wanted to snort at
the idea that her mother, or Aunt Cora would allow the
two fourteen year old girls to go off alone. But they
played into her plan perfectly.
All four of them had a perfect view when Kathy grabbed
Bob's shorts and jerked them down. Her plan worked
perfectly. His shorts went all the way to his ankles.
She yelled "GOTCHA!" gleefully and jumped up, at which
time she saw bare buttocks right in front of her face.
Something in her mind said, "Uh oh," and, instead of
running away, she just stepped back a pace.
Liz and Cora had grown up with Bob, and in that family
there had been little privacy. With four girls and two
boys plus a set of parents, and only two bathrooms,
modesty wasn't a first priority. But by the time Cora
and Liz had reached the full blush of puberty, Bob was
the only brother left in the house and the two older
sisters had gone off to college as well. So when Cora
and Liz got interested in men, their brother had his
own bathroom and they never got to see much of him.
They were therefore unprepared for the penis that was
suddenly exposed to them.
Their 14 year old daughters were, at that point in
their lives, EXTREMELY interested in boys and boys'
bodies. Neither had ever gotten a good look at a penis,
and both wanted to badly. They would remember this day
for the rest of their lives.
The organ these four women were confronted with was
unusual, to say the least.
We all hear stories about huge dicks, but nobody sees
them routinely. However, as anyone reading this story
probably knows, there is proof out there on the
internet that these things do, in fact, exist. Bob's
penis could pose for those pictures.
It was nine and one quarter inches long while flaccid.
It was uncircumcised, and so smooth looking it almost
seemed like it was made of some kind of light wood. It
hung from a tangle of light brown curly hair. The top
third or so was flanked by what they could see of his
balls, which were big hairy sacks that pushed the base
of his cock out from his body an inch or two. The
result was, oddly enough, quite similar to what an
Indian Elephant looks like, in a nearsighted sort of
way, with the balls being the ears, the penis the trunk
and the hair the head.
All four females knew, in theory, that this penis could
get hard, and that when it DID get hard, it would
lengthen by a third. The two women suddenly felt weak
in their knees at the thought of what that would look
like... and what it would be good for.
The two girls promptly disregarded all the rumors that
boys could stick those things in a girl and it would
feel good. It was plain to see that any girl who got
THAT thing stuck in her would need a wheel chair
afterwards.
There was a general hush in the crowd after Kathy
screamed "GOTCHA!" and every head turned toward them.
The only person in the room who did not see his monster
dick, was the person who was responsible for exposing
it.
Cora, whose husband had a four inch penis that, until
this day had been perfectly satisfactory to her, said,
"Oh my goodness."
Liz, who was divorced and had not had a man in over six
years, said "Son of a BITCH!"
The two girls chorused "EEEEWWWWWWWWW!"
Everybody else just stared at first, then there was a
hubbub of noise as women started yelling and men
started realizing that their women were comparing them
to this freak of nature.
Basically, the only person who thought it was funny was
Kathy.
Her mother yelled "KATHLEEN SUE MARTIN!" at which point
Kathy's suspicion that she was in trouble for her prank
was confirmed. Now she KNEW she was in trouble. She
leaned sideways, expecting her mother to be frowning at
her, but her mother's wide eyed gaze was riveted on
Uncle Bob's crotch.
Her mother shouted again "KATHLEEN SUE MARTIN!!" like
she was one of those stuffed toys where you press part
of them and they speak a pre-recorded message. Uncle
Bob whipped around to see who had de-pantsed him and
Kathy suddenly got a glimpse of what all the hubbub was
about. When he turned, the trunk of his elephant rose
up and lashed wildly.
Kathy's first impression was that he had a rope tied
around his waist or something. When she realized that
was his PENIS, she freaked. She held her hands out in
front of her, warding off an unseen attacker and said,
"Oh shit! I'm sorry... oh shit... I didn't... Oh SHIT!"
Bob, having never married, and not having a spouse to
be embarrassed by all this, decided that getting upset
wouldn't do anybody any good. Instead he bent over,
pulled his shorts up and said "Very funny... Ha...
ha... ha. You're gonna pay for that Kat!" He sounded
for all the world like he actually didn't care that his
secret had been revealed.
Kathy, however, was mortified. She had embarrassed her
favorite Uncle and everybody in the whole family knew
it! She ran out of the room crying.
Bob, knowing that what had happened wasn't his fault,
but that most of his family would blame him anyway, was
more worried about Kathy than he was any of them. Some
of them would try to make her life miserable and, all
things considered, nothing REALLY terrible had
happened. Yes, some kids had seen a real live penis,
but then, what did that actually hurt?
But if his relationship with Kathy had been damaged, he
actually cared about that. He was about to go after her
when his sister Liz caught his arm. "Oh Bobby, I'm so
sorry. Sometimes kids can be such... I don't know."
He was saying it was OK and trying to pull away to go
after Kathy.
Liz went on "Wait! I need to talk to you... privately."
He looked at her and saw in her eyes the same look he'd
seen in several other women's eyes once they'd seen
what he had in his pants.
"Surely not," he thought. "Not my little sister!"
But once she got him alone it was obvious to him what
she wanted. She started talking about how long it had
been since she'd seen him, and how they hadn't spent
enough time together, and how she missed her husband...
well not her husband, but having a man around. She
touched him on his arms and once on his hip, and when
she didn't touch him her hands hovered near his body.
He'd seen it all before.
It would have been funny if it hadn't been his sister.
On the other hand, she was no slouch. She was a vibrant
woman, with a good figure and a better personality. He
finally stopped her babbling. "Liz... I know what you
want."
There was a little panic in her eyes. "Don't be silly.
I don't WANT anything."
But her eyes darted to his crotch.
He almost laughed, "Come take a walk with me" he said,
holding his hand out.
Now she fidgeted, "OK... let me tell the others where
I'll be."
He took her hand, "Nobody needs to know where we'll be.
Come on, I want to show you something." He pulled her
and they left the house.
It was the house they were all raised in, so in
reality, there shouldn't have been much he COULD show
her that she didn't already know about.
But she didn't say anything, she just went along with
him as he took her into the woods. He kept going and
finally she said "Bobby... where in the world are you
taking me?"
He turned and said, "Far enough they won't be able to
hear you."
"What?" she said, pulling at his hand. "What did you
say?"
He stopped and turned around to face her. He walked up
close and she shrank back a little.
"You are going to be making a hell of a lot of noise in
about five or ten minutes, and I don't think you want a
bunch of your cousins coming to find out WHY you're
making so much noise."
She started to ask him what he was talking about but he
kissed her. It took her by surprise, but part of her
had been hoping for just such a kiss and that part
responded with a hunger that surprised them both. She
writhed against him and his hands came up and slid up
her sides, then to her breasts and he squeezed them
through her shirt.
She broke the kiss but did not move away from him one
centimeter. "What are you doing Bobby?" she said, her
voice husky.
"You know what I'm doing Lizzy," he said, and he kissed
her throat as she threw her head back.
"You can't," she moaned. He pulled her and she yelped,
following him as he took her deeper into the woods.
"Bobby, this is crazy. We can't do this. Bobby! I won't
LET you do this." But she kept running after him, her
hand lightly held in his. She could have jerked her
hand out of his easily.
But she didn't.
Kathy had run blindly for ten minutes after leaving her
grandparents' house. She couldn't ever show her face in
public again. "How STUPID that was!" she thought to
herself. Finally, out of breath she sat down. She was
sitting there feeling sorry for herself when she heard
crashing sounds in the woods. She jumped up, afraid it
was an animal, but then she heard voices.
Not just any voices. She heard her mother's voice! Were
they looking for her? They probably wanted to punish
her. But her mother's voice sounded funny... almost
scared! Then, very plainly, she heard her mother yell,
"Bobby, we CAN'T do this... it's WRONG Bobby!"
They had stopped.
Kathy crept towards where she heard her mother's
anguished voice.
Liz had kept telling her brother that she couldn't go
with him, and kept that up all the time he pulled her
along. She followed him until he stopped. They were in
a little clearing that had grass thick on the ground.
He turned around and looked at her. Her eyes were big
and her mouth was open.
He took off his shirt.
"Bobby!" she moaned.
He bent over and pulled his shorts down. "Ohhhh fuck,"
she groaned. "You don't play fair." Her eyes were
riveted to his cock... the same one that Kathy had
unveiled a short time before.
***
Kathy pushed a branch aside and saw her Uncle and her
Mother standing in the middle of a little clearing. Her
Uncle pulled off his shirt. Then he took off his
SHORTS! She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
***
Bob stepped up to his sister and began unbuttoning her
blouse. She kept up a stream of statements that they
couldn't do this, that they shouldn't do this, that he
had to stop immediately, but did nothing whatsoever to
stop him from taking her blouse off. When he put his
fingers to the front of her bra, where the fastener
was, her hands came up and cupped her breasts, holding
the bra to them after he unhooked it.
Then he fell to his knees and began taking her shorts
down. She couldn't hold on to her bra and pull her
shorts up at the same time, so she let go of her
breasts, which were not in imminent danger, with his
hands and head down there by her crotch.
She grabbed her shorts, trying to hold them up as he
unbuttoned and then unzipped them. Bob ran his hands
around to her ass and began kissing his way up her
body, starting at her belly button. He nosed aside her
left bra cup and sucked in her pink nipple.
***
Kathy's jaw slowly dropped until her mouth was hanging
open. Her Uncle was doing things to her mother that
boys tried to do with her on dates! And her mother was
just STANDING THERE!
Kathy could hear her telling Bob to stop, and that they
couldn't and shouldn't, but it was just OBVIOUS to her
that her mother didn't mean a word of it. She WAS
holding her pants on, but Kathy didn't think that would
last long. Then she saw Uncle Bob kissing her mother's
stomach and then he sucked her mother's nipple and she
suddenly felt all hot and itchy between her own legs.
***
Liz stopped talking when Bob sucked in her nipple. Her
hands went limp and her shorts fell with a plop to the
ground. "You bastard" she moaned.
He switched nipples and she shrugged her bra off before
bringing both hands to the back of his head. "How did
you know?" she moaned.
He let the nipple pop out of his mouth and pulled her
panties down. She stepped out of them, all resistance
gone now. "I saw it in your eyes."
"Are you really going to do it? Are you really going to
fuck me with that... thing?" she sighed.
"Why do you think I brought you clear out here?" he
said. He stood back up.
His dick was hard.
"I want to touch it," she said, sinking to her knees.
She held it, stroked it and talked to it. She kissed it
and sucked the tip into her mouth.
***
Kathy undid her own pants and slid her hand into them.
She had to do something about the itch in her pussy.
She slid a finger in and then pinched and pulled her
nipples through her shirt. Her mother was such a
SLUT!!!
***
Liz played with his prick for a little while longer and
then lay back on the grass. "Bobby? I need you Bobby.
Please, baby, please."
He sank down between her legs, his hand around his cock
with five inches still sticking out. Kathy watched and
groaned in her own throat as her Uncle fed that long
hard sausage into her mother's pussy.
Kathy had seen X rated videos at her friend's house,
but this was nothing like that. This was raw and
powerful sex. Uncle Bob shoved as much of his monster
cock into his sister as he could get in her and her
mother just went CRAZY. Her legs flailed and her arms
flailed. She cried and screamed and moaned and groaned.
She cursed at him in one breath and professed undying
love for him in the next breath, all the while shoving
her pussy up to meet each of his downward strokes.
Kathy had two nice orgasms with her fingers stuck up in
her when she saw her Uncle manage to get all but a
couple of inches of his prick in her mother's belly.
Her mother gave a screech and she went limp. Then she
heard her Uncle Bob say "Liz, baby, I'm gonna cum. I'm
right up by your womb Lizzy and I'm gonna fill it up.
Are you on the pill little sister?"
Liz lifted her head and screamed, "NOOOO YOU BASTARD!
YOU KNOW I'M NOT!"
Bob said, "Good. I just wanted to make sure" Then he
grunted and his buttocks clenched.
Kathy heard her mother say, "OH FUCK! I FEEL IT...
BOBBY I FEEL IT... YOU'RE SQUIRTING IN ME BOBBY... OH
FUCK YOU'RE GONNA KNOCK ME UP BOBBY BUT I'M CUMMING
SOOO GOOOOOOD!"
He was shooting that awful prick off inside her mother.
His sperm was splashing into her mother's womb! Kathy
sat down hard as her knees gave way. She realized she
was panting and tried to quiet her breathing.
***
It got very quiet then, and Kathy stayed as still as
she could, breathing lightly, afraid to move. She heard
noises... their voices again and, ever so slowly she
moved until she could see them again. Her uncle was
still lying on top of her mother, who's body was lying
limp, except for her arms, which were tightly around
her brother.
After a while her Uncle and Mother got up and got
dressed. They were talking quietly now and Kathy saw
her mother touch and then kiss Uncle Bob. Obviously she
wasn't mad at him for doing what he'd just done. When
they left she decided to follow them. It was late in
the day and she didn't want to be in the woods when it
got dark. She didn't know what she'd do when she got
back. Feeling bad about making a fool of herself and
her Uncle had given way to other feelings. Obviously he
and her mother hadn't done this before. She was
thinking about it so hard she almost didn't hear her
mother's tell-tale groan in time. Kathy stopped
suddenly and then moved forward carefully.
THEY WERE DOING IT AGAIN!!
This time her mother was on top of her Uncle, riding
his hard pole. Again, she couldn't get it all the way
inside her, but she was sliding forward and backward on
it, having a great time trying. "I can't... believe...
you're doing this... to me," she panted.
He seemed to be much more calm than she was. "I'm just
laying here Lizzy, and it's you who's doing all the
moving around. In fact if you keep doing that you're
going to make it go off again. When was your last
period, little sis?"
"Ohhhh fuck Bobby," said her mother as she hunkered
down on his rod and began to cum. Her head was hanging
and groans of joy poured from her mouth. She gasped her
answer. "Two weeks... it was two weeks ago, Bobby."
"You going to pull off of me this time?" he asked,
breathing harder.
"I don't... think so," she gasped.
"Well then you're gonna get another belly full unless
you stop squeezing me like that" he moaned.
She whined, "I'm there again Bobby... oh honey you have
no idea how I've missed this." She lay down on him as
he rammed up into her, dumping another load of his
incestuous sperm in her womb.
***
Kathy just stared and, for the first time in her life,
she wished just maybe she'd have given her cherry to
Danny Trumble. For her mother to act like this... it
must be something awfully nice.
Her mother pushed herself back up and then just sat
there, impaled on his giant log. Neither of them were
moving now. Her mother said, "How could I DO this? I'm
SUCH a hussy!"
Uncle Bob said, "Maybe, but at least you're a well-
fucked hussy." He reached up and tweaked one of her
nipples through her shirt.
Liz batted his hand away and yelled "And what am I
going to do if I turn up PREGNANT? Everybody knows I
don't date! Most of the family thinks I hate men since
Roger left us. HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED?!"
All the while she had been rocking back and forth on
Bob's prick, which had half softened, but because it
was so big, didn't FEEL soft, stuffed in such a small
place.
Bob reached up and touched her cheek. "It happened
because you needed it to happen. It could have been
anybody. I was just handy."
"NO IT DIDN'T!" she snapped at him. "It happened
because you're hung like a fucking HORSE! One look at
that thing and all I could think about was how empty I
felt! What are we going to do Bobby?"
"That depends on you," he said simply.
"You mean you'd do it again?" she said, with both hope
and scorn in her voice.
"Any time you want to baby sister. You say the word and
I'll be there. I love you."
She collapsed on his chest, crying and telling him how
much she loved him too. They lay there for a while
longer and then she reluctantly pulled herself up and
off of him. As she got up a big thick glob of his sperm
dropped down on a long string between her legs. She
stared at it until it finally dropped to the ground and
then pulled on her panties and shorts again.
"I'm fucked," she said. "I bet you put twins in me."
"That would be nice," he said, and he kissed her
gently. They walked off.
***
Kathy crept out to where the sperm had dropped on the
grass. She knelt down. She could see it plainly. She
reached out one slim finger and dipped it in the
viscous stuff. Then she rubbed it against her thumb. It
was slippery and still a little warm. She shuddered and
wiped her finger on the grass. Then she followed her
mother and uncle back to the house.
For the rest of the day Kathy laid low, keeping in the
background. She watched her mother, who was radiant and
happy. There was one moment when she and Cora got into
some kind of argument - Cora was yelling at Liz in a
whisper - but her mother just put her nose in the air
and said something that made Cora lean back and close
her mouth. There was another bad moment when her little
sister Jill sauntered up and said, "You are in SO much
trouble." But Jill knew better than to say that and
stay around. Kathy wasn't about to draw more attention
to herself by chasing the brat.
But the worst part was when it was time to go. She
couldn't face Uncle Bob. Her mother, acting completely
normal - that blew Kathy's mind more than anything else
- told her it was time to go and asked her "Have you
apologized to your Uncle?"
"No," Kathy said sullenly.
Her mother frowned with that 'You're going to have to
do what I tell you sooner or later so do it now' look.
Kathy saw him over across the room, saying goodbye to
Grandma and Grandpa.
She went that direction, but veered off, unable to look
him in the eye after what she'd seen. She felt jumpy
and anxious, even though she knew he probably wasn't
mad at her. He looked up and his eyes bored into hers.
He came toward her. She turned away from him, staring
at the wall.
When one of his fingers dug gently into her side she
twisted away and said "DON'T!" She didn't understand
why she was mad at him... but she was. Her whole day
had been ruined. She'd spent half the day wandering
around in the woods and then hiding from everybody
right there in the house. She took in a breath to
scream at him and closed her hands into fists.
Right then he touched both her elbows and said, "Hey...
I just wanted to say thanks."
It blew everything she was going to say right out of
her mind. She turned her head and said, "What?" She
tried to frown. She was mad, right? She wanted him to
know that for some reason.
He turned her and when she wouldn't look in his eyes he
put a finger under her chin and lifted it until she had
to. "I wanted to say thank you... you know... for the
prank... and everything else."
She didn't understand. What was he talking about? He
was so exasperating!
"I saw you," he said. "Out in the woods." When her
eyebrows rose he said "Watching your mother and me."
She blushed furiously and, with no place else to do it,
buried her face in his chest. His arms went around her
and she sobbed. He whispered soothingly in her ear
while he held her tight. "Look, I know it's weird and
that you don't understand, and you probably think we're
perverts, but it was something special. Your mother has
been so lonely. She really needed that. And it was your
prank that led to it. And you didn't blow the whistle
on us. that means a lot to me. I think it means a lot
to your mother too."
At that her head snapped up. "She KNOWS?!"
"I had to tell her... in case you said something. She
had to be prepared to face the family. She didn't say
anything to you though did she?"
Kathy buried her head in his chest again and sobbed
some more. "How will I ever face her now?"
Bob looked up. No one seemed to be paying an inordinate
amount of attention to them. But for what he was going
to do he wanted no witnesses. He moved her around a
corner. She looked up to see what he was doing. He
wiped her eyes with his thumbs. Then, very tenderly, he
kissed her lips. Her eyes opened wide, and she saw his
were closed. She closed hers just in time for him to
break the kiss.
"Your mother loves you," he said. He kissed the tip of
her nose. "And I love you." Her mouth was open, like a
fish gasping for air. "Everything will be OK, I
promise," he said. Then he shoved her out into the room
toward her mother with a slap on her butt. "Now, get
moving. I'll see you Friday night."
She turned around to ask him what that meant and then
heard her mother's strident voice, "KATHLEEN! We have
to GO. Come ON!" The last she saw of Uncle Bob was his
big smile just before he blew her a kiss.
CHAPTER 2
The ride home was... interesting. Her mother didn't say
a word about anything that had happened that day... not
about anything. Except "Did you apologize to your
Uncle?" When Kathy said, "Yes" that was it. Once, when
Kathy said "Mom... about today..." her mother glanced
over and said, "Now not Kathleen." Then she glanced
meaningfully at Jill, who was playing with a video
game. The rest of the trip was silent.
When they got home, though, everything changed. As soon
as Jill was safely in the shower, Liz called Kathy and
said, "We have to talk."
Kathy followed her, head down, to her mother's bedroom.
Liz pointed at the bed and Kathy sat. Liz paced for a
while before she finally spoke.
"Look, there's nothing I can say about what happened
today that will make this easy. I know you probably
don't want to be here, and there's nothing I can do
about that. But we have to live together for another
two years, and then you can get out of this place and
never see me again."
Kathy couldn't breathe. "But Mommy WHY? I'm sorry. I
thought it would be funny. I didn't know he wasn't
wearing underwear. I didn't think it would hurt
anything. Please don't make me go. Uncle Bob said you
LOVE me!" She began crying huge tears and barely saw
the look of horror on her mother's face.
"Oh honey," cried Liz, going to her daughter and
hugging her. "I DO love you. I didn't mean you have to
leave. I just thought you must hate me for what you
saw. I DO love you sweetheart. I'm not mad about the
prank. I think it did some of those biddies a lot of
good seeing a real man." She giggled somewhat
hysterically. "And if you hadn't done that then we
wouldn't have..."
She stopped, blushing a little. Kathy was sniffling,
but she looked relieved.
Liz went on, "Sweetheart, what I meant was there's no
way I can explain why your Uncle and I did... what we
did. I don't think you could understand what I was
feeling."
Kathy burst out, "I masturbated while I watched you!"
Liz was thunderstruck. Until she remembered that she
lost her cherry when she was Kathy's age. Thinking
back, she realized it was possible that Kathy COULD
understand the lust that raged through her mother that
afternoon. She looked at her daughter, "And how did
that make you feel?"
Kathy didn't know how to say what she felt. "I got
mad."
"Mad?" prompted her mother.
"Yes. I was mad at you for acting slutty, and I was mad
at Uncle Bob and then I wanted to shout and scream, but
my... pussy..." even now she was mad enough to say a
word she knew would get her in trouble, "yes... my
pussy itched and I had to rub it and then he ejaculated
in you and I wanted to scream. I didn't like that
feeling, and I know you've stayed away from men because
of Jill and me and I'm all confused about everything."
Liz' eyes got bigger and bigger as her daughter babbled
on, and she realized that Kathy was JEALOUS! She had
all the classic symptoms.
"Kathy, honey," she said. Kathy quit talking and looked
at her mother. "Has Uncle Bob ever touched you?"
Kathy didn't understand. "Of course. We wrestle and
tickle and stuff all the time."
"No, I meant has he ever touched you... like he touched
me today?"
Now it was Kathy's eyes that got big. "Oh NO Mamma,
NEVER. Why would you ask me that Mamma? I don't let any
boys touch me like that."
Liz held up her hands. "I know, honey. But you were
acting like maybe he had and then he touched me too and
you got jealous about it."
Kathy barked a laugh "Just because he's handsome and
strong and smart and has a cock to die for..." she
clapped her hand over her mouth with an audible smack.
She expected her mother to slap her or worse.
Instead Liz just laughed. "He does indeed have a...
cock - I believe you used that word - to die for. Tell
me something. When you wrestle with him how does it
make you feel?"
Kathy thought. "Well, I feel all warm and good and
happy. It's fun and I like him and it feels good when
he touches me." Her head jerked up "But that doesn't
mean I want to..." she trailed off, her eyes going out
of focus. "Um... mamma... he kissed me goodbye today...
on the lips."
Liz smiled "Oh?"
"Yes. And I felt all gooshy inside, like when I was
watching you two. Mamma you did it TWICE!!"
Liz ducked her head to cover her smile. But then she
frowned. Her daughter was ripe for the plucking, full
of hormones that some pimply faced boy could soon use
to manipulate her into something that could be good...
or bad. Liz didn't want that to turn out bad for her
daughter.
"Yes we did. And that's because I wanted it. I NEEDED
it."
"But I don't understand. You kept telling him 'no' and
to stop and that you shouldn't be doing it but you just
kept going until... I don't understand."
Liz thought for a minute. "If your Uncle tried to kiss
you again, would you let him?"
Kathy's eyes went out of focus again. "Yes. Is that
bad?"
"No," said her mother. "It's normal. What if he wanted
to kiss your neck, or shoulders, or your stomach? Would
you let him do that?"
Kathy's eyes got bright. "Like when he kissed your
stomach and then..."
"Yes, that too. How would you feel if he wanted to do
that with you?"
"I don't know" said Kathy. But she was rubbing her
thighs together, and one hand was over her breast. She
didn't even know she was doing it. Liz knew though, and
it was plain to see that Kathy had a crush on her
Uncle.
"You know he's coming over here for the weekend." said
Liz.
Kathy's eyes got wild. "Here? He's going to stay HERE?
But... why?"
Liz laughed. "You saw us out there. Why do you THINK
he's coming over here?
Kathy's pussy spritzed at the thought of her Uncle on
top of her mother. "Ohhh Mommy I don't feel good. I
think I'm going to go lie down."
Liz smiled. "Look sweetie, let me explain what's
happening to you. You're horny."
Kathy gasped, and Liz went on. "That's right, you're
just horny, and I think you're horny for your Uncle
Bob. No, don't deny it. I know EXACTLY how you feel,
because he does that to me too. The reason you were mad
at us today was because part of you wanted him to be
doing those things to YOU, instead of ME."
Kathy slumped and then flopped back on the bed. "Ohhh
what am I going to do? Why is life so hard mamma?"
"Well," said Liz. "One thing you could do is let him do
some of those things to you. Then you'd get it out of
your system."
There was hope in Kathy's eyes, but it dimmed. "He'd
never want to do those things with me. He's my Uncle."
Liz said, "And he's MY brother."
The hope came back to Kathy's eyes. "But I don't know
how to do that stuff, and his penis is so huge it would
never fit in me."
Liz held up her hands. "Now wait a minute. I said try a
FEW of those things. I don't think you're ready for
full intercourse yet. Don't get ahead of yourself."
There was silence for a moment. Liz went on.
"Look, honey, what if I talked to Uncle Bob for you, to
see how he'd feel about helping you sort of discover
the woman inside you? I trust him. I think he'll do
what you want, and nothing more. What do you think?"
"I think I'm having the strangest conversation any girl
my age could have with her mother." said Kathy. "But
OK. It makes me feel all funny inside just thinking
about it."
"He's coming over here this weekend to... help me too.
I know exactly how you feel."
***
The next day Bob got the strangest call of his life.
When Liz asked him if he thought he might be able to
force himself to neck with and pet her daughter, his
prick sprang to attention immediately.
"What's going on over there Liz?" he said warily.
"First you go wild and now Kathy? And you're SUPPORTING
her in this?!"
"Bob, she saw us making love, and it awakened feelings
in her that she's had lying there dormant... feelings
for you. She's jealous! Of all the people to be jealous
of, she's jealous of her MOTHER!" She sighed. "But Bob,
I don't want you sticking that monster of yours in my
baby. She's not ready for that yet. I just want you to
show her a good time. Maybe work on multiple orgasms or
something. If you don't do it she's going to go looking
for it somewhere else and I don't want that. What do
you say? Can you do this and keep that beautiful prick
where it belongs?"
"I say there is a full body massage in Kathy's future.
Can you get you and Jill out of the house for a while?"
Liz thought that would be no problem. Bob said "Tell
her this is the kind of massage that requires she be
unclothed. That will get her ready to be naked around
me. Things will take care of themselves then I think.
And no, I won't fuck her, OK?"
Liz thanked him and hung up. That night she told Kathy
about the massage date and told Jill that they were
going shopping together. Both girls were happy.
Kathy met her Uncle at the door. He was carrying what
looked like a folded up table of some kind. She hugged
him fiercely, pressing her breasts against his chest.
"Mommy says you're going to give me a massage," she
said, kissing his cheek.
"That I am," he said. "Do you know what that means?"
"Mom said that I'll have to take my clothes off, and
you'll touch me places she doesn't want any other boys
to touch me, but that it's OK if you do it."
He looked at her. "Well, that's a start. Where do you
want to do this?"
She looked down, unaccountably embarrassed. "Can we do
it in my bedroom?" He nodded and followed her to that
room where he set up the table. It was narrow, just
wide enough for her body to fit on it with two wings
for her arms that were adjustable. They could be folded
in, along the table, so her arms were by her sides, or
folded out and up so her arms cold be in any position
including over her head. The legs were adjustable too,
so the table could be low or high. It was padded with
soft cloth. Kathy stood there watching as he set up.
"When should I take off my clothes?" she asked.
"Now would be fine," he said, making an adjustment to
the table. By the time he was done, Kathy had stripped
down to her bra and panties, which she thought was far
enough. He turned and smiled. "Take those off too Kat"
he pointed at her bra.
Suddenly she got shy. "Do I have to?" she whined.
"No," he said. "And that's something I want you to
understand perfectly today Kat. You don't have to do
anything that makes you uncomfortable. If I touch you
someplace you don't like, just tell me and I'll stop."
"You didn't stop when my mother told you to stop out in
the woods," Kathy said in a low voice.
"That's because she didn't actually want me to stop
Kathy. Its hard to explain, but I knew she didn't mean
what she was saying."
"I know," said Kathy, reaching behind her for her bra
catch. "I knew she didn't mean all those things too."
The catch came loose and the bra fell off her pale
bulging breasts. She saw a hunger come in Uncle Bob's
eyes that made her pussy start feeling like it needed a
nice rub. Before she could chicken out she pulled down
her panties and literally threw them far enough away
from her that she couldn't grab them and put them back
on.
Bob looked her up and down. "Mmm, Mmm, Mmm," he said.
"You are one beautiful young woman, Kathy."
She felt her pussy spritz again at his compliment and
crawled up on the table before juice could start
running down her thighs. She lay on her stomach. The
arm wings were at her sides right now. She felt very
exposed and slightly chilled, even though it was
summer.
Then, as if he could read her mind, he covered her back
and buttocks with a flannel sheet and she felt nice and
warm. He also had a very warm oil that smelled nice and
he began rubbing it on her legs and feet. He worked one
leg up to her thighs and then went back to get the
other one. Then he did her thighs and buttocks, rubbing
and squeezing them until she bit her lip to keep from
moaning.
He moved the sheet and did her lower back, and then her
upper back and it felt so good she wanted to go to
sleep. He worked her neck then each arm, pulling the
wings out so she looked like she was an airplane,
flying along. He put the wings back by her sides and
told her to turn over.
Her nervousness and shyness were gone now, something
she didn't think about, and when she bared her breasts
and pussy to him now she felt proud somehow. He'd
already told her she was beautiful, so she knew he
liked looking at her. Now she would get to feel his
hands on her, like she'd seen his hands move on her
mother's body. Her pussy creamed a little bit thinking
about that.
He did her arms first, talking softly about how, in a
few minutes, he was going to have to touch her
intimately. When he finished with each arm he moved the
wings until they were extended above her head. Now she
was stretched out like an arrow. His hands came down
the arms and onto her shoulders and upper chest, where
he spread the warm oil liberally.
He stopped for a minute and said, "Your mother tells me
you want to feel some sexual things. I brought a
special balm that can help with that. Do you still feel
that way?"
She nodded without speaking and he leaned over and
kissed her lips gently. She pressed her head up and
kissed him back and moved her arms to hold his head,
but he pushed them back where he wanted them.
"You just lie there and enjoy the feelings. They might
be pretty intense. The stuff I'm going to use will make
your skin VERY sensitive to stimulation. You may even
have an orgasm. Will that be OK?"
She stared at him wide eyed and nodded. He dipped his
fingers into the little can of cream and spread it on
her breasts, paying particular attention to her
nipples. She gasped at his touch, and then bit her
tongue. She didn't want to sound like some little girl.
He dipped his right hand fingers into the cream and,
without warning, rubbed the greasy fingers over her
pussy lips, between them and one finger even slipped
into her slightly. Her hips jerked and she let out a
gasp of surprise.
"OK, let's just let that work for a while and then
we'll revisit those areas," he said.
He went to her legs and did them again. She felt a
tingling in her breasts and pussy that had to be the
cream. His fingers came up to her stomach and traced
along the skin between her breasts and the light thin
hair she had above her pussy.
He wasn't pressing hard, but it felt fantastic. Her
hips started moving up and down in what she realized
were the same motions her mother had used when he was
fucking her. She got embarrassed and tried to keep them
still.
"Hey... knock it off... you're getting all tense
again," he said. "If something wants to move, let it."
She moaned, "It feels strange. I want to touch...
things."
"That's my job," he said. "How does this feel?"
He ran his hands up and over her breasts, making them
go in circles. His palms scraped her nipples and she
felt little electric shocks go from them to her pussy.
"Unngggg," she moaned. "Good... that feels good."
He kept doing that and then put his fingers on her
nipples, squeezing them and pulling on them. Instinct
kicked in and her heels drew up, smacking into her
buttocks while her knees lay out. She realized she was
exposing her pussy to him, as open as it was possible
to be.
"Ah, you need some attention there too," he murmured.
One of his big hands slid into the vee of her legs and
he fluttered his fingers over her pussy lips and clit
as her world fell apart. She cried out and an orgasm
crashed over her, drowning her with its rush. She
couldn't breathe. He made it even worse by bending over
and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth while he
pinched and pulled the other one. Finally, he sank one
of his fingers deep into her pussy, feeling for the
rubbery mass at the back and tickling it with his
fingertip.
Kathy flopped like a fish out of water, gasping and
crying out and groaning. Her hands came to the back of
his head and held him to her breast and she remembered
seeing her mother do exactly the same thing. In her
mind's eye she saw herself doing the other things her
mother did with this man. She wanted to do those
things. He took his thick finger out of her and she
almost cried at the loss.
"Are you going to... fuck me?" she groaned.
"That wasn't part of the agreement," said her Uncle,
licking and sucking the nipple he'd been squeezing.
"I feel so hot... so empty... I need... something," she
moaned.
"I WILL do this for you," he said, going to the bottom
of the table and pulling on her legs until she slid
down and her butt was almost off the table. He draped
her calves over his shoulders and leaned down to put
his mouth on her pussy. Then he licked and nibbled her
to another mind shattering orgasm while she screamed
her pleasure. It was a good thing Liz had taken Jill
out for pizza or they'd have heard.
When he was done she wanted more, begging him to fuck
her like he had her mother. But Liz had specifically
asked him NOT to fuck her, and he felt like he had to
honor that promise.
He offered to let her see him, and do for him what he'd
done for her. She eagerly agreed. He bared his prick
for her and she played with it, getting it hard and
then sucking on the tip while she held two hands worth
squeezed tightly in her hands. He showed her how to
jack him off and warned her about the sperm. To his
surprise she stayed on him when he came, drinking his
spunk down like she had a taste for it already. Then
she rubbed his slick cockhead on her face and chin and
breasts, finally standing up and trying to rub it into
her pussy. He made her stop and told her about the
promise he'd made.
Finally she calmed down and settled for lying on the
bed with him holding her.
Then she demanded to be eaten again and to eat him
again. She had two orgasms in a row while he sucked her
hard teen clitty. He began to wonder where Liz and Jill
were. They'd been gone long enough for the standard
jerk-off massage. Maybe she wanted him to lose control
and break her daughter in.
But he didn't.
Almost an hour later they heard the car drive into the
garage and got up to put their clothes back on. They
were sitting at the kitchen table when Liz and Jill
came through the door with bags of groceries and other
purchases in their arms. The first thing Jill did was
stand in front of her sister and looked at her face.
"She doesn't LOOK any different," she said to her
mother.
Kathy said, "What are you doing brat?"
Jill said, "Mommy told me Uncle Bob was helping you
discover the woman inside you and that you'd probably
be different when we got home. But you don't look any
different to me."
Liz came over to her daughter and whispered something
in Kathy's ear.
Kathy shook her head and said, "No... thanks to you."
She pouted as Liz looked up at Bob. "Well well" she
said. "You were a good boy after all. I'm going to have
to reward you... later."
He grinned, "Good. I keep my promises, but it wasn't
easy."
Kathy went "Humph," and flounced out of the room.
"What are you talking about?" piped Jill. "Does it have
anything to do with sex? We're studying sex in science
class. It's interesting." She went over and sat down on
Uncle Bob's lap, putting her arms around his neck. He
was her favorite Uncle too. "The book said that the
average male penis is six inches long, but I remember
when Kathy pulled your pants down, Uncle Bob, and yours
is LOTs longer than that."
Bob groaned and said, "The girls in this family will
kill me one of these days."
Jill wiggled on his lap "Did you spank Kathy for
jerking your shorts down Uncle Bob? I hope so. She
deserved a spanking for that." She wiggled some more.
Bob grabbed her waist and turned her over his lap. "Yes
I did, just like THIS," and he began smacking her butt
with his open hand.
She shrieked and laughed and wiggled some more until he
started hitting her harder and harder and she actually
felt some pain.
"OOWWWW MOMMY UNCLE BOB IS SPANKING ME, MAKE HIM STOP!"
Finally he stopped, letting his hand rub her tight teen
butt while Liz laughed from across the room. "I'd
better get your reward ready pretty soon or I won't
have a virgin left in the house!"
Bob let Jill go and she stood up, smoothing her
clothing. She was red in the face and breathing hard.
She looked at her Uncle for a few seconds and then
stuck out her tongue at him. He grabbed her again
around the waist and pulled her between his legs,
sticking his tongue out and pushing his face toward
hers.
He was obviously going to lick her face and she
screamed and pushed at him. He was too strong, though
and he was able to get his face into her neck and lick
her there.
She struggled but he could feel a shudder pass through
her as he gave her a short hickey. Then he pushed her
away and said "Be careful what faces you make little
girl."
She stiffened and stood up straight. "I am NOT a little
girl."
Liz came up to them and pried Jill out of her Uncle's
grip. "Go get ready for supper. she ordered. When Jill
had gone Liz let her hand stray onto his lap while she
kissed him. "You're a horny old goat," she said. She
jumped as he tweaked one of her nipples.
That night, bob went to bed on the couch. Kathy, of
course, knew he wouldn't stay there long. She waited
for the squeak of the board in front of her mother's
room and got out of bed. As luck would have it, Jill
wasn't asleep yet.
"What are you doing?" Jill asked.
"Nothing. Go to sleep," said Kathy, going to the door
and opening it slowly.
She peeked into the hallway. She was about to go out
into it when she realized Jill was behind her. She
turned around, "Get back in bed. You can't come with
me."
"Why not?" said an obstinate Jill.
"Because you're too young," whispered Kathy.
"I am NOT!" whispered Jill hotly. "Too young for what?"
she asked.
"I can't tell you. You're too young. You wouldn't
understand. You wouldn't even believe me!"
"Yes I would. What? Kathy WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the last
part she spoke out loud. Kathy whirled around and put
her hand over her struggling sister's mouth. "Shhhhh!
You want them to hear us? Shut up! You're going to ruin
everything!"
"If you don't tell me what you're doing I'm going to
scream," warned Jill.
Kathy pushed her back into the room. "OK, OK, just stay
quiet. I'll tell you, but you have to SWEAR not to tell
anybody... not even Tricia." Tricia was Jill's best
friend. When Jill had solemnly promised Kathy licked
her lips and said "Mom and Uncle Bob are going to have
sex."
"Sex with who?" said a confused Jill.
"With each OTHER dummy," whispered Kathy.
"No WAY!" whispered Jill. "You're lying. What are you
REALLY doing?"
"I know it sounds weird, but they ARE. I saw them do it
at Gram's the other day... the day I pulled his shorts
down."
"You did not," said Jill with complete confidence that
she was right.
"I did too and I can prove it," said Kathy. "You can
come with me - I think they're going to do it in the
living room because her room is too close to ours. She
makes a LOT of noise when they do it. But you can't say
a WORD! And you can't make any noise. If we get caught
they'll blister our butts." Kathy knew that wasn't what
would happen, but she needed Jill to stay quiet.
Jill wasn't convinced, but the way her sister was
talking made it sound like she really believed what she
was saying, so Jill crept out into the hall with Kathy
and they inched down the hall. Sure enough, their
mother's bedroom door was open and the dim night light
showed there was no one in her bed. They snuck down the
hall and peeked around the doorway into the living
room.
But the couch was vacant too.
Kathy looked around, trying to think of where they
might have gone. Maybe the back yard. It was a warm
night and the back yard was big and dark. She pulled
Jill with her to the kitchen and found the sliding
patio door open. Once through that they were in the
moonlight, but there was nothing they could do about
that.
There was a noise from the back yard, out by the big
twin Elm trees that had the rope hammock strung between
them. Silently the two girls tiptoed toward that area.
Kathy knew they had struck pay dirt by the sound of her
mother's voice moaning. To Jill it sounded like her
mother was in pain.
They got to the tree and peeked around. Kathy was ready
and clapped her hand over Jill's mouth as Jill started
to yell. They could clearly see their mother, stark
naked leaning back in the big rope hammock. Her calves
were up on Uncle Bob's shoulders. He was also naked.
Where their crotches met there was a solid line of
darkness running from Uncle to Mother.
Even Jill could figure out it was his penis, and as she
watched in horror, that long thick thing sunk into her
mother's body until it looked like it was all gone. Her
mother let out an agonized croak and then she sighed,
"Oh Bobby don't EVER stop that," and it was obvious,
even to Jill, that her mother was VERY happy that this
was happening to her.
Once it was clear that all of this was voluntary, Jill
settled back to watch what they had just studied in
school.
Bob was working her pussy hard. With her butt supported
by the hammock, he could hold her hips and slide her
back and forth on his firm rod. Since he was standing,
he could jut his loins forward and he had no trouble
controlling her pussy as it slid up and down his shaft.
And in this position, he was able to get the whole
thing inside her. Every so often he leaned over and
gave her a long tongue sucking kiss, or sucked her
nipples, giving her little rabbit thrusts and mashing
her clit with his pubic bone. As expected she exploded
into an orgasm that was both satisfying and loud.
In the end she begged him not to shoot his sperm in
her, but then didn't tell him to take his prick out of
her. When he told her he was going to cum she told him
she was fertile, and that if he did she'd have a baby
for sure.
But she didn't make him take it out.
It was obvious to Bob AND her two daughters that she
wanted him to cum in her, maybe even make her pregnant.
She was teasing him, trying to get him so excited that
he'd do exactly the opposite of what she was demanding
and fill her full of his hot sperm. None of the rest of
them knew that Liz had decided she wanted another baby
before she got too old, and this man was who she wanted
to father that child. When she felt his cock give up
it's heavy load of thick cum she squeezed her newly re-
discovered pussy muscles, milking him for every drop of
his precious baby batter.
As for Bob, the fact that his beautiful sister was
willing to let him dump his seed into her belly,
knowing full well she could get pregnant, was so hot
for him that he stayed mostly hard even after spewing
her full of his sticky sperm. And so he kept fucking
her, pulling out a bit now, to give her internal organs
a rest, and fucking her pussy with long slow strokes
that were soothing to both of them.
Jill, feeling light headed, glanced at Kathy, who had
one hand in her panties and was rubbing between her
legs furiously. Jill had also discovered the delights
of rubbing certain places, and happily joined her
sister in getting off while they watched their Uncle
ream out their mother.
While Bob lazily ran his long penis in and out of his
sister, he said, "What are we going to do about Kathy?"
Both girls heard that question and Kathy whirled to put
her finger up to her sister's mouth again, reinforcing
silence.
Liz sighed and lay back in the hammock, enjoying their
lazy fuck. "I don't know Bob. She wants you to fuck
her, but I don't think she can take your cock."
Jill stiffened at her mother's words and Kathy put her
hand over her sister's mouth. Jill struggled, but Kathy
was stronger. when Jill realized she couldn't break
free, she relaxed.
"You know as well as I do," said Bob "that if a woman
WANTS to take a big cock she CAN take a big cock.
Physically it's not a problem. I'd just have to go
slow. The problem is whether to let her do it or not.
Once she's had a taste of junior here - he shoved it
into his sister hard - once might not be enough. And
Jill's going to find out sooner or later. What then?"
Liz laughed. "Weren't you paying attention today? She
climbed all over you. She sat in your lap and wiggled
all over it. When you spanked her I bet her panties got
wet. She's not far off from where Kathy is and Bob, I
just don't want them sexually active with strange boys.
That's a recipe for disaster. At least if you knock
them up we'll know whose babies they have and we can
raise them in a good home without resistance from some
boy's parents.
Bob leaned back and stopped. "What do you mean? Aren't
you going to put them on the pill?"
Liz shook her head. "No. I don't trust the things. I've
read that some researchers think they cause cancer and
I'm not willing to take the chance with my girls.
Besides, if they're old enough to have sex, they're old
enough to live with the consequences. If they
understand that from the very beginning maybe they'll
control their urges a little better. Besides, if they
get all their attention from you we can control when
you give them that attention.
The two adults were standing now, in a loose embrace,
but it was obvious they were going to go back to the
house soon. Kathy pulled her sister away from the
conversation and started retreating to the house.
CHAPTER 3
Kathy kept her hand over her sister's mouth until she
got her all the way back to the patio doors. Finally
she let go. Jill was panting from trying to move
quickly and breathe just through her nose. She wasn't
happy. "What was mom talking about?" she said, staring
at her sister. "What did she mean you want Uncle Bob to
fuck you?"
Kathy bit her lip. This wasn't turning out well at all.
"Um... while you and mom were gone shopping... he gave
me a massage. It was kind of a sexy massage."
Jill was indignant that she hadn't been included in the
going's on and she made no bones about it, complaining
grumpily for a few minutes. Then, as if she'd never
said a word she said "What was it like? Tell me all
about it. Did you get to see his penis again?"
So Kathy told her sister all about what it was like to
get a massage from Uncle Bob, and even about how good
it felt to have her mouth on his penis and suck down
all the nice warm stuff that came out of it. Jill took
it all in, some of it confirming some of the things her
girlfriends talked about. There was a short period of
silence while both girls thought about things.
Suddenly Kathy said "What was mom talking about Uncle
Bob spanking you? And your panties getting wet? What
was that?"
Jill told her what had happened, and that she DID sit
on his lap just to feel the big penis she had seen at
Gram's, and that when he licked and sucked her neck she
got a funny feeling between her legs.
"That's what I felt too when he was touching me," said
Kathy.
"So what are we going to do?" said Jill.
"Well, it sounds like mom may let us do a lot of
things. Do you want to?"
Jill wasn't sure. She frowned. Then she remembered the
feeling of her fingers in her pussy, watching Uncle Bob
fuck her mother. She nodded uncertainly.
"Then I have a plan," said her sister.
When Liz got back to her room she was relaxed and full
of warm, heavy brother spend. She was looking forward
to lying down to let all that nice sperm soak in. There
was only one problem. Her two daughters were in her bed
waiting for her.
"Well," she said. "What do we have here? I thought you
girls were in bed."
Kathy said "Gee mom, we were just talking... in our
bedroom, while you were... wherever you've been... and
we got to thinking about way back when we were young,
and about how nice it was to climb in bed with you and
get all warm and snuggly. So we decided to do it
again," she finished.
Jill raised an eyebrow. She wasn't buying it. She
ignored Jill and focused on Kathy. "Kathleen, have you
been peeking at us again?"
Jill laughed. "I told you this was a stupid plan."
"What plan," asked Liz.
Jill rolled her eyes. "Kathy's plan to get in bed with
you, so we would be there when Uncle Bob sneaks in to
have sex with you."
Liz's eyes got as big as saucers. "How do you know...?"
Her eyes darted back to Kathy. "Did you tell her...?"
Jill laughed again. "I know because when Kathy was
peeping at you in the back yard... I was there with
her. I made her take me along when I caught her trying
to sneak out of our room."
"Ohhh shit," moaned Liz, covering her face with her
hands.
Bob chose that moment to sneak into her bedroom. He was
already half stiff again, having been contemplating
sleeping with his sister all night.
"Oops," he said, sounding confused when he saw all
three women sitting on Liz's bed. "I must have thought
this was the bathroom."
Jill giggled. She was about the only person in the room
who was having a good time. "Well, Kathy," she said. "I
guess maybe THIS part of your plan wasn't so stupid.
"You may as well come in Bob," said Liz, her voice full
of chagrin.
Both girls stared interestedly at the tent in the front
of the boxers he'd put on "just in case one of the
girls is up."
"What's going on?" asked Bob carefully. He didn't try
to cover the tent, since it was obvious no one in the
room was offended by it.
Liz sighed, "The girls saw us in the back yard."
Bob's eyebrows rose. "How could they see us? We were
clear in the back!"
Jill hopped out of bed. "I'll be right back," she
chirped. She started out of the room, and as soon as
she got behind her Uncle she stopped. Faster than
anyone could do anything about it, she squatted,
grabbed the legs of Bob's boxers and jerked them down.
"SURPRISE!" she yelled, and then burst into giggles.
Bob, tried to maintain an air of dignity as he turned
around and his penis pointed at his younger niece. It
was obvious to him that this was going to be an even
hotter night than he had originally thought. Liz's
comment about him knocking them up came back to him and
his penis rose. He decided to deal with Jill first.
Jill's eyes got bigger and bigger as he moved toward
her. She backed up, but he lunged and grabbed her as
she began to squeal and struggle. He picked her up
bodily and carried her to the bed, throwing her on it.
Then, as she bounced and tried to sit up, he grabbed
HER panties and pulled. There was a tearing sound,
along with Jill's cry of "HEY! OWW!" and he stood up
with cloth dangling from his hand.
Then, before any of them could say anything at all, his
hands grabbed her knees and spread them, opening her
virgin teen pussy to him. He took one look at her young
split and dove in.
Just before he stuck his tongue between her pussy lips
he said loudly "SURPRISE!" Then he tried to cram his
entire tongue inside the young girl.
"OOOOO OWW... OHHH AWWWWWAAHHHH!" she squealed as he
punished her clitty with the front of his upper teeth,
pressing them against the sensitive nubbin of flesh and
snapping his head back and forth in little one inch
jerks. His hands slid up her legs, across her hips and
the half of her panties that was still hanging on her
body, under her shirt, across her belly and onto her
titties. His fingers found her nipples and he squeezed
them as he sucked, moving his lips up to her clit and
sucking on it.
Jill writhed, her whole body shocked by the sudden
onslaught of sensations too powerful for her young mind
to deal with. Her legs straightened and then bent
again, convulsively, her knees flopping apart as her
hips jerked up off the bed toward the mouth that was
making her crazy. Bob was making "MMMMMMM" sounds as he
pushed his mouth around in her mushy pussy.
In the time it had taken Bob to do all this, Kathy's
mouth fell open and she actually recoiled from the
pair. It looked so violent that she felt a stab of
fear. She expected her little sister to scream in pain
or from fear. Her eyes darted to her mother's and she
saw astonishment registered there too.
Both of them took in a breath to object, just as Jill's
hands slapped to the back of her uncle's head and
pulled. She began bleating little yips "Oh yes... oh
yes... oh yes... Uncle BAAHHHHHHHHHB!" and her whole
body shivered and shook as she had what was obviously
an orgasm.
Kathy felt anger flush her whole body. This wasn't
FAIR! He wasn't supposed to do this with Jill first.
SHE was supposed to be the first one!
"HEY!" she yelled. "IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY TURN!" she
squealed indignantly. She pushed on her uncle's
shoulder, as if she was trying to push him off her
sister.
Jill suddenly collapsed like her muscles had all turned
to water, and she lay there breathing in great
shuddering gasps of air.
Bob's wet, grinning face rose from between Jill's
thighs and his hot gaze fastened on Kathy. She felt
that stab of fear again, and began crawling toward her
mother.
"Mommeeeeeeeee!" she squealed as she felt her uncle's
hands on her hips. Now it was HER panties that were
being dragged down off her buttocks and she wriggled,
her hand going to the front of them and pushing. She
was actually trying to get out of them, to escape from
them because in her mind, her uncle's hand on them was
keeping her from reaching the safety of her mother's
arms.
She literally crawled out of her panties, kicking
wildly at her uncle's head. But all that did was give
him a foot to grab and she shrieked as he began pulling
her toward him with that foot.
She rolled over on her back to kick at him with her
other foot, and then gasped in dismay as she realized
that put her right where he wanted her. His gaze was
fastened on her now naked pussy as he pulled her down
the bed toward him. She gibbered mindlessly as she saw
his penis sticking out from it's nest of curly brown
hair, a huge club that she somehow knew would kill her
that very night.
Now his hands were on her hips, dragging her pussy
toward that awful sexual spike and her T shirt was
bunching up under her back.
"UNCLE BOB!" she pleaded as he jerked her pussy within
an inch of his monster phallus.
His bulk loomed over her and her fear became so intense
that she went limp. She closed her eyes and whined as
she felt his hands leave her hips and pull the front of
her shirt up, exposing her soft round breasts.
Then, as quickly as his violent behavior had appeared,
he stopped. His mouth went to her left nipple and he
kissed it, gently, then licked it and finally pulled it
into his mouth, sucking and playing with it. He leaned
forward, letting his penis touch her pussy, but he
didn't do anything more than love her nipples.
His face turned up to her wide eyed stare and he said
"You're playing in the big leagues now Kathy."
He reached down and grasped his cock with one hand,
using it to massage all over her mons, between her
pussy lips, all over down there, spreading his leaking
lubricant all over.
"I changed my mind" pleaded Kathy, pushing at his head
and wiggling her hips.
"No you didn't," he said around one nipple.
"Yes I did, I don't want you to do this. You'll kill me
with that thing."
Jill's face appeared beside them. "I'll do it," she
said. Her face turned up to her uncle's "I'll do it
Uncle Bob. Me. Me. Do me."
Kathy's body was reacting to what he was doing to her
nipples. But her mind reacted to her sister's obvious
attempt to butt in.
"NO!" shouted Kathy. "You HAD your turn!"
"But you don't want him to do it to you. You just SAID
so!" grumped Jill.
"I think you're too young Jill," said her Uncle,
prodding Kathy's pussy more with the big knob on the
end of his fuck stick. Now he prodded her hole, and
slipped it up over her clitty.
Kathy shuddered. She didn't know WHAT she wanted and
didn't want. But he wasn't acting so scary any more,
and her own fear began to abate.
Now Liz's face appeared beside them. "I think your BOTH
too young!" she said. "Bob, let my little girl up and
come make love to me."
"NO!" shouted Kathy, convinced now that everyone in the
room was trying to keep her from doing what she'd
earned the right to do.
Bob, knowing that the argument could only get worse,
and feeling Kathy's lubrication begin to make her pussy
soggy, pushed suddenly. Kathy's face froze and her
mouth opened in a silent scream as her hymen was
destroyed and the head of his monster cock popped into
her channel. Then, just as suddenly he pulled it out
and used it to rub her clitty again.
Kathy started to scream. The pain of her tearing hymen
and the cruel stretching of her pussy mouth made her
want to scream. But then, all that pain was gone as he
pulled out. Her scream turned into an "OWWOOOOO". Then,
as she tried to figure out exactly what had happened to
her, he stuck it in her again.
"OWWWW" she cried immediately, but it changed again to
an "OOOOO" as he popped it back out and rubbed her
clitty again. This time she had felt stretched, but not
that awful sharp pain from before. And he was making
her clitty feel sooo nice. She felt his hands on her
hips as he stood up and pulled her closer to the edge
of the bed.
"Put your legs around my back" he ordered.
She automatically did as she was told and he popped it
in her again. This time he didn't take it back out.
This time he reached between them with his thumb and
pressed her clit, rubbing it hard enough that it hurt.
"OWWWW UNCLE BOB!" she whined. Then she subsided with a
sigh as he stopped pressing her there so hard.
She suddenly realized he had stuck two more inches of
his cock into her. Now she could feel his penis clear
inside her. She was stretched, and there was
discomfort, but suddenly she could live with it. He
moved it in her, making it go an inch or so out and
then back in.
"You still want me to quit?" he asked, bending over to
suck on her nipple again.
"I don't think so," she gasped.
Jill's voice came from one side. "Kathy! He's got to be
splitting you in two. He's like King Kong... no KING
DONG!" She started laughing at her joke.
Her mother's face came beside hers. "Are you OK baby?
Do you want me to make him stop?"
"Nooo mommeeee," came her plaintive cry as her uncle
pressed another two inches into her aching pussy. She
couldn't explain why, but she loved the pain she was
now feeling. It was the pain of having eaten too much,
or of having run too fast for too long. It was the pain
of laughing too hard. It was ALL those pains at the
same time, but they were all right in one place - her
adolescent pussy.
He started making short jabs, over and over again, and
within a minute the pain was gone. Kathy started making
little movements in reciprocation, and inside another
minute she was fucking her hips back up at him, pulling
with her legs on his back, trying to get even more of
his thick King Dong cock up inside her.
When she felt his penis press into the end of her
sheath, she looked down and gasped in dismay. There
were still four inches of long, thick cock sticking out
of her pussy. There was no way he'd ever get it all in
her.
He didn't try. He fucked her with what would fit and
she went crazy as her pussy adjusted, and then writhed
as she came around the invading monster. Her orgasm was
loud. Now SHE was the violent one, wiggling and
thrusting and clawing at him as her pussy rippled.
Then, as she came down from that fantastic feeling she
felt him tense and heard him groan. His face came down
right in front of hers. "In you baby?" he whispered,
and then he kissed her. She stuck her tongue into his
mouth as she felt a rush of heat inside her and
realized his sperm was filling her up. She wondered if
you could pass out from being too happy.
Bob pulled out of the sated girl, who lay there limply,
his spend gushing from her abused pussy. He liked the
look of her... satisfied... splayed open... full of his
cum. He imagined her belly swelling with his baby, then
shook his head. That was crazy. It couldn't possibly
turn out well if that happened.
But she'd look so sexy pregnant.
He turned around and found the other two women staring
at him.
Liz had a look on her face of wonder... amazement even.
"Is THAT what it looks like when we do it?" she asked,
her naked breasts tipped with hard swollen nipples. She
was wet from seeing her daughter's passion as she was
deflowered and the obvious joy her daughter had felt at
having it done.
Jill, on the other hand, was pale and shaky. "You can't
do that to me," she whispered. "You'd kill me if you
did that." She backed up and bumped into her mother,
who put her arms around her younger daughter.
Bob sat on the bed and held out his hand to the scared
girl. "Come here Jilly. You don't have to worry. I'd
never ever do anything to hurt you."
Her mother gave her a little push and she went to him,
letting him hug her. He was so strong. "I'm sorry," she
whispered. "It just looks so... so... I don't know. It
just looks like it would hurt really bad."
Kathy raised her head. "It wasn't like that at all
Jill." Her head flopped back down. She was staring at
the ceiling. "I loved it." she whispered to herself.
Bob stroked Jill's back. He didn't want her to be
afraid of sex. "Baby, why don't I make you feel good
another way. There's no need to put anything in you at
all if you don't want to. But I think I can make you
feel good, like before."
"Can I lie by Mommy?" she asked, feeling his strong
arms around her and being both turned on and afraid at
the same time.
"Sure baby," he said.
She lay down beside her mother, who held her hand while
Bob crawled up on the bed and began to stroke and rub
her feet and legs.
"Just relax. Being tense is no fun and it makes your
muscles sore," he said. He ran his hands all over her
body, taking care not to touch her sexually until she
was relaxed and ready. When he crawled up over her she
tensed.
"Heyyyy," he whispered, kissing her cheeks and
forehead. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promised."
Then he kissed her all over and she began to respond to
him, reaching for his hair and stroking it. He took ten
minutes with her before he kissed one nipple. She
tensed again, but this time it was with passion, rather
than fear and he sucked that nipple gently.
"MMMMMmmmm," she moaned. Her legs moved apart, almost
by instinct.
Bob worked both nipples, back and forth and then
started kissing his way down her belly toward her sweet
sexual center.
"Ummmm are you going to... to... kiss me there again?"
she whined the question.
"If you want me to," he said, kissing down to her
sparse pubic hair.
"Do you want me to Jilly?"
"YES! NO wait! Oh I don't knowwwww," she moaned.
He licked the very top of her split, trying to find and
titillate her clitty without touching anything else.
Her legs opened more. He saw it and stabbed at it with
his stiffened tongue.
"Ohhhhhh," she sighed and her hips came up off the bed.
"Can I kiss you there?" he asked, kissing her clit with
his mooshy lips.
"Uh huh," she grunted.
He crawled around and between her legs, which spread
willingly for him now. He kissed his way up her thighs
and she wiggled, impatient now to feel his kisses where
she itched.
Finally he reached her virgin pussy. He sucked her lips
in and then pushed, shaking his head and rubbing her
pussy mouth with his lips.
"UH," she grunted again, thrusting upward. "UH... OH...
OH Uncle Bob!" she gasped.
He let her lips go and shoved his stiffened tongue at
her again, but this time inside her. He felt her hymen
at the lower end of her pussy mouth as his tongue
filled her hole and she squirmed. Then, leaving his
tongue in her he moved his upper teeth to her clit and
pressed against it, abusing it and rubbing his front
teeth across it, back and forth.
She whined again and shook as she had her second orgasm
brought on by another human being.
"OH MOMMEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she squealed, sounding both
passionate and nervous at the same time.
"It's OK baby," murmured her mother, kissing her cheek
and stroking her hair.
Bob pulled his tongue out of her and licked her clit
with the flat of his tongue as she shook through her
orgasm, her fingers locked in his hair, pulling at it
hard.
He kissed her pussy one last time and raised his wet
face up to smile at her.
"How was that, Kitten?" he asked.
She was still gasping for air. "Not... too... bad," she
panted. Then, with the energy of the young, she sat up
and hugged her Uncle around his neck, holding him
fiercely. She whispered in his ear.
"Thank you Uncle Bob. I'm not so scared any more."
Bob's prick stiffened as he felt her hot breath in his
ear, and heard her relaxation of her ban on him fucking
her in his brain. But he knew it was too soon for her.
When she let him go he turned his hot gaze on her
mother, who had a finger in her pussy, stroking herself
languidly. When she saw the look in his eye, her gaze
dropped between his legs. She smiled and lay back,
pulling her knees up and letting one leg fall over on
top of Jill, opening herself up for him.
"Come here," she commanded, pulling her finger out of
her pussy and using two fingers to spread her pussy
lips apart.
Jill watched as her Uncle crawled up and slid that
massive cock into her mother, who cooed with happiness
at being filled to overflowing. Maybe she could take it
after all. She watched as he rutted in her mother, and
listened to her mother telling him how wonderful he
was, and how full she was.
"You got anything left for me Bob?" she teased as his
thrusts increased. Jill couldn't believe that he could
get the whole thing in her mother's pussy. Then he
grunted, like he had when he was on top of Kathy, and
he froze while pushing deep into Liz.
Jill knew his prick was spurting thick globs of sperm
into her mother's womb. She shuddered, trying to think
what that might feel like.
Uncle Bob sagged on her mother, who held him tightly
with her arms around him. She was whispering that she
loved him, and loved the feel of him inside her, and
asking him never to leave. Finally he rolled sideways,
toward Jill and she scrambled to push Kathy further
toward the edge of the bed. She turned sideways just as
her heavy Uncle landed on the bed between her and her
mother. The king sized bed barely held them all, but,
cuddled against each other, they all drifted off into
an exhausted slumber.
CHAPTER 4
Jill had a dream that night. She dreamed that she got a
pony for her birthday, but when she tried to get up on
it, it turned into Uncle Bob's penis. She perched on
top of it, looking around. She was way up in the air.
It didn't hurt, but it wasn't going in her either. She
looked around and could see for miles. Then, slowly,
she realized she was sinking down on it as it spread
her open.
Again it didn't hurt, but her hips spread apart visibly
and then her belly bulged as if she had a baby inside
it, but it was just the head of his monster cock inside
her. She stroked her swollen belly and he cried out and
spurted inside her, making her belly swell even more as
he filled her up. Jets of his sperm started squirting
out of her belly button, like there was a fire hose in
there.
Her eyes flashed open. She was breathing like she'd run
the fifty in four seconds flat. It was dark. There was
nothing in her pussy. With a sigh, she went back to
sleep.
The next time she woke, when she opened her eyes, her
Uncle's chest was right in front of her face. They had
rolled together in the night and were facing each
other. She drew in a breath and smelled his male scent.
Her hand was between her chest and his and she lifted a
finger to drag it through his chest hair. She
remembered her dream, and then watching as her mother
got fucked by the cock she had dreamed about.
Fucked. That was the word for it. Jill wasn't used to
thinking about things like that and using words like
that. But now she knew what that word meant. It was a
raw, sexual word, a word that brought to mind thick
creamy sperm being flushed into a spasming pussy. Her
own pussy started getting wet and she felt the tingle
of being excited sexually.
She let her hand wander down toward her uncle's cock.
She ran into it long before she thought she would.
It was hard.
It was lying between them, up against his stomach, and
a wrinkle in the sheets was why she hadn't felt its
heat against her abdomen. She moved the sheet and
rolled against him, feeling that hot, hard log press
into her stomach. She knew how it felt on the outside
now.
And, after her dream, she just HAD to know what it felt
like on the inside.
She scooted upward until her face was at her uncle's
chin. Then she raised her topmost leg and, reaching
between them again, grasped his cock lightly and moved
it until the head was nuzzled into her pussy. The head
was so big that it rubbed her whole pussy mouth,
including her clit. She began rolling forward and
backward, just a little... just enough to make that big
knob masturbate her clit.
Now she got wet, and her pussy mouth opened up each
time the head nudged into it. She was having such a
good time that she didn't feel his body move.
Bob didn't wake up, exactly, but he drifted toward the
line between sleep and being awake. He was dreaming,
apparently, because his prick felt like it was sniffing
around a nice, juicy pussy. If his cock would have had
a tongue, it would have been licking that pussy,
getting it excited so it would open up and welcome the
massive girth of his cock. He pushed and felt the head
get warmer as it burrowed deeper. In his dream there
was no reason not to slide it right on into that nice
warm pussy.
So he did.
Jill was breathing deeply anyway, very excited now, and
close to getting off on the cock that she was
masturbating with. Then, suddenly, before she could do
anything, her uncle's body rolled toward her and his
hips thrust. There was an instant of sharp pain as her
hymen was torn, and then a deeper, duller, more intense
pain as her pussy mouth was cruelly stretched as her
virgin pussy walls were forced roughly apart and two
inches of Bob's cock pried it's way into her.
Jill's eyes, which had been closed in rapturous sexual
thrill, popped open and she looked at her uncle's face.
She was holding a breath, about to shout at him, when
she realized he was still asleep. She let the breath
dribble out of her mouth in a low pitched moan as she
raised her leg again, trying to open up her pussy and
ease the ache in her loins. Her uncle's arm moved and
draped across her waist as she lifted her arm. His arm
pulled her close to him and she let her hand drop on
his hip. It was through that hand that she felt the
muscles of his buttocks tense and she knew he was going
to thrust again. She also knew that, while she could
stand what had already happened to her, she would NOT
be able to take two more inches.
"NOOoooooooo!" she groaned as his hips DID flex and
ball bat in her pussy was driven further up into her.
Bob woke up suddenly at the agonized sound of his
niece's voice at his chin. The first thing he saw was
her face, which was a mask of pain. The first thing he
felt was his cock, being clasped by a set of velvet
vice grips. He felt her body against his, and knew
immediately whose pussy his cock was in.
Jill, with tears in her eyes, said, "Oh shit, oh shit,
oh shit!" about the same time she realized her uncle's
eyes were open. She looked up at him and whined,
"Owww!"
Bob tried to roll away from her, to get his cock out of
her, but he ran into Kathy's still sleeping body. At
some time during the night she had crawled between him
and her mother. His automatic response was to push Jill
away from him. She rolled about eight inches and
suddenly, there was no more bed.
Arm flailing and squealing with fright, Jill rolled off
the bed and landed with a thump on her butt on the
floor. The pain was gone. She looked down at her pussy,
expecting to see raw, torn flesh, maybe even spurting
arterial bleeding. What she saw was her perfectly
normal, though now gaping open pussy.
There was a little tint of red, mostly around the
bottom of her slit. There was so little feeling that
she was afraid something had been injured and her hand
flashed to her pussy. When her finger hit her clit and
a tingle of sexual thrill shot through her she heaved a
sigh of relief. She looked up to see her Uncle Bob
leaning over the edge of the bed, looking down at her.
"You OK?" he said.
The whole thing suddenly seemed hilarious and she
started giggling. Then the enormity of what had
happened struck her and she stopped. She looked up at
the uncle she adored.
"It was IN me!" she said in awe. "You popped my CHERRY!
It was up INSIDE me Uncle Bob!"
"I know," he said softly. "I felt it. But are you
Okay?"
"You know?" her serious gaze locked with his. "I think
I AM Okay!" She pressed her clit with one finger again
and smiled. "I'm DEFINITELY Okay!" she said. She leaned
up and her arms reached out, her hands capturing her
Uncle's face and pulling it down for a sloppy kiss on
the mouth. "I wanna do it some more," she said when she
was done.
Bob looked at his recently deflowered niece. "Maybe
later, sweetie. I don't think it's a good idea to push
things. Besides, you might feel differently about
things in the morning." He knew she'd be sore in the
morning.
She contented herself by crawling into his arms and
snuggling up to his warm naked body.
Eventually they both slept again.
Bob woke up slowly, reluctantly. Somehow his brain knew
it was Saturday, even though he wasn't really awake
yet. He had to pee, but didn't want to get up. What
caused him to leave the bed was the thought that, if he
DID get up and go, the pain would be gone and he'd be
able to go back to sleep.
He had cultivated that don't-quite-wake-up-all-the-way-
and-navigate-by-Braille method of moving around in the
low light of the morning, and he sat to piss, pushing
his hard cock down into the bowl and leaning forward
comfortably. He almost fell back asleep sitting there.
He jerked as his body leaned forward enough to cramp
his lungs a bit and stood up, feeling his way back to
the bed. When he got there he cracked his eyes open
and... woke up.
Liz and Kathy were gone. His head swiveled but they
were nowhere to be seen. As if in answer he heard the
clinking of cutlery from the kitchen and realized they
must be making breakfast.
Jill was still in the bed. She was still naked. She was
lying on her back, sleeping the sleep of the young,
deep and peaceful, one arm flung carelessly to the
side, her hand by her head. Her hair was fanned out on
the pillow. One leg was straight, and the other bent at
the knee. One side of her body was straight, and on the
other side her limbs were flung wide. He realized that
the straight side was where his body had been only a
few minutes before.
He peered at her sparse pussy hair and her pink pussy
lips winked at him. They had been hot and tight around
the tip of his prick the night before. He looked down,
surprised to see his cock straight and rock hard again.
He felt the overwhelming urge to soak his cock in
Jill's pussy. But he knew he couldn't. Not yet anyway.
She was just too tight.
Instead, he crawled onto the bed and stuck the tip of
his tongue between those tight pink pussy lips. He slid
it upwards, feeling for her bud and, when he found it,
he flicked it lightly with the tip of his tongue.
She made a noise in her throat and the leg that was
bent flexed a little.
He kept it up, pressing harder until his tongue was
spreading her lips. Over and over he licked her clitty,
until she made another sound and her hands moved. He
felt moisture seeping into her pussy, and smelled it at
the same time. Her straight leg began to draw up until
she was lying with both legs spread, knees bent. She
lifted her head, her eyes sleepily open.
"Mmmmm that feels so nice," she murmured.
He stopped long enough to raise his own grinning face.
"Good" he said. He started pushing harder, now using
his lips and teeth on her and her hips began that
special female wiggle that tells a man he's doing
exactly the right thing. He felt a drip of pre-cum ooze
out of the tip of his cock - a big drip, that he knew
would string down and eventually fall to the bed.
"If you keep doing that I'm going to cum." she moaned,
her fingers finding his hair and running through it,
like she was giving him a scalp massage.
He paused. "Good," he said.
"But I don't WANT to cum... not this way," she
complained. "I want to cum with you in me."
"I'm too big," he said, and went back to sucking her
clit.
"It went in me last night," she said, now pushing at
his head, instead of caressing it.
"And it hurt," he said.
"Please?" she begged.
She was dripping wet now, and again he felt the urge to
sheath his cock in her femaleness. "You have to tell me
if it hurts." he said.
She nodded and began breathing hard immediately as he
crawled up, over her young body. Her hand reached for
him and she sighed as she felt his girth and firmness.
"You're sooo hard," she moaned, digging the tip between
the lips he'd just been licking.
"And you're soooo warm," he grinned, pressing forward.
He didn't fuck her, so much as poke at her repeatedly,
pushing for entrance, but not hard. Her legs spread
even more and she panted.
"You're teasing me," she whined.
"I'm taking it easy on you," he countered.
"I want moOOOORREEEE!!" she squealed as he bored in,
the head popping between her stretched lips until they
snapped over the neck of his cock must behind his
glans. He felt his foreskin being stretched and bunched
at the same time and stopped. Now he pulled and pushed,
but not enough to actually make his cock move back out
or in much farther. All he did was stretch her pussy
lips over and over.
He leaned down and sucked a stiff pink nipple. Suddenly
his forward movement DID cause him to go in more, and
he was now able to move an inch back and forth.
"I feel so stuffed," she gasped.
"You only have just the tip in you," he said and she
frowned.
"I still want more," she demanded, shoving her hips up
at him.
He fucked her with that inch until it became two inches
and then three, but that was as far as he could get.
She was just too tight and tense.
"It feels... I don't know... I feel like I'm being
split open, but it feels so good too," she moaned.
"Just lie there and enjoy the good feeling part," he
said and began to fuck her with the three inches of the
end of his cock. She was stretched so tightly that the
skin around her clit pulled as he went in, dragging her
clit down to where the top of his cock rubbed it hard
on the in-thrust. Then it was pulled back to it's
normal position as he pulled out.
She lasted for another two minutes before she started
bleating and whining and yipping that she was going to
cum. He didn't think she could possibly be any tighter,
but when she came her pussy clamped down on him so hard
that he had to stop thrusting. She shook and gave a
long rising whine.
She opened her eyes and the look in them was so full of
emotion that he suddenly couldn't stop. His balls
lurched and an astoundingly good feeling coursed
through him as his cock spat a thick stream of spermy
semen up into her pussy. He groaned.
Jill's eyes opened wide and she thrust her pussy up
hard, getting maybe another inch in her as she took a
breath and said, "Uuunnngggg it's shooting, isn't it
Uncle Bob? You're cumming in me aren't you?"
"Yeeesssssssss," he groaned as three more liquid bolts
of hot lightning shot into her stuffed pussy.
"Mmmmmm it feels all warm and nice," she said as she
felt the aftershocks of her own cum.
Bob's prick felt so good making those short jerks in
her spermy pussy while it spewed his load that he
shoved just a little more in her as he dribbled one
last teaspoon of his potent spooge in her fertile slot.
Then, unable to hold himself up any longer, he rolled
sideways and landed flat on his back, his chest
heaving.
Jill lay there too, sprawled on her back, her legs
bent, as his copious ejaculate filled her pussy mouth
and oozed down to make her butt crack wet. When she
felt that she closed her legs, clamping her pussy lips
shut. It had been a lot of work to get that nice warm
spunk in her pussy, and she didn't want it to all leak
out.
Her head rolled sideways, looking at the man who had
claimed her prize.
"Thank you Uncle Bob," she sighed.
His head rolled too. You're welcome sweetheart. We
didn't get too far, but boy, howdy, that was fun.
They spent a little time kissing and talking until Liz
stuck her head in the doorway to see if they were
awake.
"Good, you're both up. Breakfast is ready."
Bob loved his first cup of coffee in the morning. He
loved it even more if he had time to read the paper
while he drank it, and t his morning he did. He was
deep in the middle of a fascinating article on
Quarterback Tony Ogden's troubles with testing positive
for steroids when something pricked at his attention
and he began to listen to the women, who had been
chattering like women do.
"So I get Tuesdays and Thursdays." That was Kathy's
voice.
"Yes, and mother gets Fridays and the weekend, but has
to share once in a while," said Jill.
Liz agreed. "During the day, but he sleeps with me all
three nights. Fair?"
"Fair," said both girls together.
"My bed's not big enough," said Jill.
Kathy said, "Hey, I have an idea. What if we got a bed
like Mom's for our room? I mean we'd have to get rid of
the small ones, and just have one big one."
"But then you'd be in the bed too, when it was my
turn," complained Jill.
"Well, yeah, but I wouldn't be doing anything with him.
You'd be in the bed when it was my turn too."
"Oh... yeah. I guess that's right." Jill thought about
it for a while. "Would you go sleep with mommy
sometimes? So Uncle Bob and I could be alone?"
"Sure squirt," said her older sister. "If you'll do the
same thing. Is that OK Mom?"
Liz was shaking her head. "What have I done? Yes, I
suppose that would be OK. At least I'll get to spend
some quality talking time with my daughters once in a
while.
Bob spoke from behind the paper. "Shouldn't you... you
know, talk to Uncle Bob about this? I mean you've got
him assigned to a different woman every single night.
What if he doesn't want to do it that much?"
"Bob?" asked Liz.
Bob lowered the paper as if he hadn't been listening.
"Um?" he tried to look innocent.
"Do you love us Bob?" asked his sister.
"I do indeed," he affirmed.
Liz turned to her daughters. "OK, we're agreed. Deal?"
"DEAL!" yelled the two grinning girls, in unison.
CHAPTER 5
Bob didn't actually move in with Liz and the girls, or
sell his house, despite the fact that they had planned
out his entire week... or at least each night of his
entire week. He still went to work and actually spent
some nights there at home. While Liz and her daughters
did invite him over almost every night, they still
spent some nights doing other things. They established
a girls' night out, and found that spending time as a
family had a lot to offer.
They did lots of things together. They went to
amusement parks together. They went bowling together.
They went to the library together. And... they went to
Lamaze classes together. Bob didn't go to the classes,
though he wanted to. It was sensation enough that three
women in the same household - a household that,
technically, had no man in it - had all gotten pregnant
and had delivery dates within a hundred and twenty days
of each other. There were a lot of people who
speculated about that.
One of them was Cora. Knowing that her daughter was
close to Liz's daughters, she quizzed Mindy, asking if
either Jill or Kathy had said anything about who the
man was who had made their teenaged bellies swell up.
"Surely they've said SOMETHING that would help," said
Cora one night. She and Mindy spent a lot of time
together too, but that's because the man of THEIR house
was gone on the road, selling toilets, for days and
sometimes weeks on end.
Mindy frowned. "Mom I tried everything I could think of
to get them to say something, and they just won't!" Her
eyes went a little unfocused. "They won't even share
any of the intimate details about what it's like to GET
pregnant," she sighed.
Cora's eyebrows went up. "And just why would you want
to know those kind of details, young lady?"
Mindy jerked and her eyes focused again. She blushed,
like she hadn't been aware she'd actually said that.
"Well gee, Mom, they seem so happy. I mean I thought
Jill would be crying and unhappy and everything, but
she's not! I asked her if she was afraid... I mean
about labor and all that... and her being so young and
everything, and all she did was rub her hands over her
belly and tell me how she just couldn't WAIT to have
the baby! So I guess I just got curious. That's all."
Cora wasn't surprised, really. She had gotten pregnant
with Mindy when she was only seventeen. Her family was
living in Tacoma Washington at the time, and she'd had
a girlfriend whose boyfriend was a soldier out at Fort
Lewis. He had a friend named Todd who had looked so
handsome in his uniform that Cora let him do things to
her she'd only let one other boy do. And she let him do
it without a condom. And, to tell the truth, she had
loved being pregnant too. Todd had offered to marry her
and she had accepted, thinking that they were in love.
And she DID love him, but then he'd gotten out of the
Army and was gone all of the time trying to become top
man in his father's plumbing business. He was competing
with three brothers to take over the company, and all
his time went into that. They had drifted apart in the
process.
Cora's mind came back to the situation at hand. "So...
you're curious. Why haven't you ever asked me about
such things?"
Mindy's face was classic teenager in it's surprise.
"Mom! Ewwwwww. You can't talk to your parents about
sex!"
Cora bristled, "And just why not? I HAVE had sex, you
know."
"MOM! EWWWWWW!" came the standard reply.
"So you're trying to find out about sex from a fifteen
year old girl??" said her mother.
"Well, she obviously knows how it happens!" came back
Mindy.
"And I do too!" complained Cora. "Why can't you talk to
ME about it?"
"I told you Mom, nobody talks to their mother about
sex. Not these days." Mindy was resolute.
"Hold on." Said Cora, angry that she hadn't developed
the kind of relationship with her daughter that she now
realized she should have. She went to the phone and
called Liz.
"Hi, it's me. I have to ask you a question. I'm not
prying. OK? Do you know how Jill got pregnant? ... No,
not that. Of COURSE that's how she got pregnant. OK,
let me ask this. Did she talk to you about sex before
this... happened? I'm trying to get Mindy to talk to me
and she won't. Honest Liz I'm not trying to pry. I just
need to know if you talked with the girls about sex
before all this happened... Really?... REALLY?... Oh my
word! Oh Liz thank you! I have to go. Yes, I'll talk to
you more later. OK. Bye."
Cora turned, her mouth open. "She KNEW they were going
to get pregnant! Can you BELIEVE that? She KNEW!"
"She knew?" Mindy was just as floored as her mother.
"She said she talked with BOTH of them and that they
PLANNED the whole thing! Together!"
"Mom, that's weird " said Mindy. She was chewing her
lip.
"It sure is " said Cora. Her mind was racing. All of
them... pregnant... and it was PLANNED! She naturally
included Liz in the plan. It was too much of a
coincidence to be any other way. But Jill didn't date.
Cora and Liz had both agreed that their girls wouldn't
be allowed to date until they were sixteen. That meant
that something INCREDIBLE must have happened. It was
just too strange. She couldn't concentrate. She knew
there was something there that she should remember...
something that was relevant to all this... but she just
couldn't think.
She turned back to her daughter, who was fidgeting. "In
any case, Liz DID talk to her daughters about sex. And
I want you to talk to me too.!" she demanded.
The corner of Mindy's mouth turned up slightly. "OK,
Mom, what do you want to know? I'm not all that
experienced, but I'll share what I know with you."
Cora spluttered "Mindy Marie, you KNOW what I'm talking
about. What have you done with a boy?"
Mindy didn't know what to do. "If I tell you, do you
promise I won't be in trouble?"
"Of course not! I'm your mother!"
"See? That's what I mean. How can I talk to you about
things if you're going to yell at me, and ground me
and... be mad about it?"
Cora had been shocked at what she'd said herself. "OK,
OK, you're right. I'm not used to this idea either. But
honey, I love you and I don't want you to make the same
mistakes I made."
"Really? What mistakes did you make, Mommy?" Mindy's
reply was so smooth that Cora started to answer her.
"Like when I was your age and I let a boy take my top
off..." she realized what had happened and her face
calmed. "And I believe I asked you what YOU have done
with a boy."
"And you won't ground me and get all mad if I tell
you?"
"I just want to talk about it Mindy. That's all. I want
to be your friend and share in your life. I promise."
Mindy was still unsure. "OK. Well... I let Tommy Vaughn
kiss me," she started. Her mother looked at her,
waiting for more.
"Well we kissed several times, and he wanted to put his
tongue in my mouth, but I kept my lips closed tight."
said Mindy, looking to see what her mother's reaction
would be.
"And," prompted Cora. She made her face relax.
"And we hugged and stuff," said Mindy.
"And stuff," repeated Cora.
"Well, he sort of pressed his body against me. We were
hugging, you know? And I could feel his... I could feel
something pushing against me..."
Cora was remembering this same experience in her own
youth. It had been a high point of her young life when
it had happened to her. "Down there..." Mindy finished.
Cora wasn't sure how to proceed. She'd wanted to talk,
and it looked like it might happen, but she needed to
be careful. "So Tommy had an erection while you
kissed?"
Mindy's eyes darted to her mother's face and she
relaxed when she saw it wasn't a 'mad' face. "Yes, at
least I think that's what it was."
"So you didn't... see it?"
"He wanted me to touch it. But I said no. I was
scared."
"So you were scared. Did you feel anything else?" asked
Cora, her curiosity aroused.
"My stomach felt funny," said Mindy. "Tommy touched my
breasts too, and it made my stomach do flip flops. I
was afraid I was getting sick."
"Did you feel sick?" asked Cora.
"No. It all felt good, but my stomach felt like it does
just before I'm going to throw up and I got scared."
"Well, if it's any comfort, you're normal."
"I am?"
"Oh yes. I remember... your father touching me and it
made me feel the same way. And I wasn't sick. You
weren't either."
"What was it then?" asked Mindy.
"Well, for lack of a better word, you were horny," said
Cora.
"Mom!" objected Mindy.
"Hey, it's just a word. And we're having such a nice
talk. Isn't this OK after all?"
"Well, yeah, I guess so. But when you say 'horny' it
makes me feel... I don't know... weird."
"OK, fair enough. What else?"
"Wait. I want to hear about you taking your top of with
a boy. When was that?" asked Mindy.
Cora balked. "We're here to talk about what YOU've been
doing, not me."
Mindy didn't relent. "But you said you didn't want me
to make YOUR mistakes. So tell me why it was a mistake
for you to take your top off. I know a boy is going to
try to get me to do that too." She looked at her mother
earnestly. "Please?" she begged.
Cora had to admit that there was a certain twisted
logic to telling Mindy about... things she had done as
a youngster. "Well... his name was David and he lived
next door to me. We were both... I don't know, maybe
twelve or thirteen and we'd played together for years.
We were playing hide and seek with a bunch of kids and
he and I were hiding in the shed so we could practice
kissing."
Mindy's mouth went into an "o" shape as she compared
that to what she had just confessed to. Admittedly she
hadn't confessed EVERYTHING yet, but it was still
exciting to hear her mother talk about doing the same
things SHE had been doing with boys.
Cora's eyes went out of focus as she remembered. "We
had kissed a lot before and he'd rubbed my breasts lots
of times under my shirt. I still wasn't wearing a bra
in those days." Her hand came up to her breast
unconsciously and squeezed it gently. "He wanted to see
them. So I took my shirt off and let him. And before I
knew it he was sucking my nipples!" She shook like it
was twenty below and her daughter stared at her.
"Wow!" sighed Mindy. "What did it feel like?" she
asked, watching her mother's hand slide across her
breast, squeezing.
"It felt WONDERFUL!" sighed Cora. "I wanted him to suck
them forever." She suddenly jerked her head as she
realized what she had said. "But he DIDN'T, Mindy, and
you must not let a boy do that with you!"
"But why not Momma, it sounded neat."
"That's the problem," said her mother. "It WAS... neat.
And it felt so good I let him put his hand in my pants
and he put his finger in me and tore my hymen. I had
blood in my underpants and my mother saw it and had a
conniption fit! She grounded me for six MONTHS! That's
what I'm talking about, honey. Things get carried away,
and I don't want that to happen to you."
"So how did it ruin your life?" asked Mindy. "Other
than being grounded I mean."
Cora started to say something and then realized she
really didn't have anything TO say. "Well, I mean it
didn't RUIN my life, exactly. I didn't have my hymen
any more. I mean I couldn't give that to..." she
started to say Roger Powers, who was the boy she had
let into her pussy for the very first time. But she
hadn't married Roger Powers, and she couldn't admit to
her daughter that she'd let a boy other than her
husband fuck her. That would be counter-productive. "I
couldn't give my virginity to your father." she said
finally.
"What do you mean? You were a virgin when you met Daddy
weren't you?" asked her too intuitive daughter.
"Of course I was!" said Cora, blushing as only those
telling bald faced lies blush. "Your father was my
first."
"OK, so how did it ruin your life again?" asked Mindy.
"Why are you so concerned about my life being ruined?"
asked Cora, still rattled and not realizing that Mindy
had actually adopted the whole idea of learning from
her mother's mistakes.
"Well..." started Mindy. Now she was looking down at
the floor. "Um... I don't think I have my hymen any
more either."
Cora sat there in shock. "You let a boy FUCK you?" her
voice rose.
"NO!" shouted Mindy. "You promised, mother. You can't
get mad... you promised."
"You DIDN'T let a boy... make love to you, then?" asked
Cora. "But your hymen... OK. I'm calm now. What
happened to your hymen Mindy?"
"Well, when I went to the school dance, you know, last
month? Richard Smythe asked me to dance and while we
were dancing - it was a slow dance - he put his hands
on my butt and squeezed."
"And what did you do?" asked her mother.
"I didn't do anything. It felt nice. Well, what I mean
is that while he was doing that he started kissing my
neck. And I got all tingly and it felt good and then he
put his hands on my butt and squeezed. Mr. Turner came
along and made him stop, though. He kept watching too,
so Richard couldn't do it again."
"And would you have let him do that again?" asked Cora.
"Sure. Like I said, it felt really nice. And all the
other kids were right there, so nothing could happen,
so I thought it was OK. Anyway, when I got home I was
all... horny and I couldn't go to sleep and I was all
itchy... down there and I started rubbing myself with
the hairbrush handle... you know the one with the brown
handle? And I sort of stuck it in me a little. And it
hurt really bad but it felt really good too and I
didn't want to stop... and there was some blood in my
panties the next morning. Are you mad?"
Mindy was so relieved that some pimply faced boy hadn't
fucked her daughter that she almost laughed. She gave
her daughter a hug. "No, sweetie, I'm not mad. I know
how you felt and... I hope you don't hate me for
this... but sometimes I touch myself too."
"You do?" Mindy's voice was the one that was rising
now.
Cora straightened her shoulders. "Yes. Your father is
gone a lot and sometimes I get horny too. Just like you
do dear. And so I know how you felt. Your father isn't
here to touch me, so sometimes I have to touch myself."
"Wow!" said Mindy, trying to picture her mother doing
that. It didn't seem quite so 'Ewww' as it might have
in the past.
Cora went on. "But I WILL tell you that, if you let
boys touch you in places like your butt, and your
breasts and... down there. Well pretty soon you want to
let them do other things too, and when you do THOSE
things, it's very hard to stop. That's why it's best to
do them with someone you really truly love, and not
just anybody."
"Is that what happened with Jill and Kathy?" asked
Mindy.
Cora thought for a moment. "I guess so, baby. If they
talked about it before it happened, and it STILL
happened, then I would have to guess that both girls
loved the boy very much. I still don't understand why
Liz would LET them get pregnant. I mean what boy would
be willing to marry them and take care of them and
support the children?"
It was at that precise moment that the thought gelled
in Cora's mind that it must not have been a BOY who
impregnated those girls. It had to be a MAN, and the
SAME man must have made Liz pregnant too! Liz just
would not have let them get pregnant if she didn't KNOW
they'd be taken care of. It was a short list as to what
men Liz was friendly enough with that she even let them
into the house.
In fact, the only man Cora knew of who had EVER stayed
in that house overnight was Bob.
Her mouth dropped open as she suddenly saw in her mind
again the vision that had haunted HER dreams for weeks
after it happened: Bob, his shorts around his ankles,
his ENORMOUS prick half pointing at her, with that set
of bull balls supporting it. She hadn't been able to go
to sleep that very night, having to masturbate over and
over before she was relaxed enough to fall asleep. And
for nights after that she had fantasized about it...
what it would feel like in her hand... and elsewhere.
"Oh my" she blurted, her hand squeezing her breast
harder. Kathy had pulled his shorts down and then run
away. Liz had gone after her. Bob had gone with her.
They had been gone a long time, and when they came
back, Liz had looked... happy. No... happy wasn't the
right word. Gloriously elated... that was the right
concept. Cora remembered thinking that they must have
found Kathy and gotten everything resolved.
Now Cora was suddenly quite sure just how things had
been... resolved!
She thought of that monster inside her sister and saw
Liz's face grinning from ear to ear. Then she thought
of that huge prick inside Kathy, spurting... making a
baby in her. And then in Jill... poor, young Jill.
She turned to Mindy again. "You did say Jill seemed
happy about being pregnant?"
"Uh huh." confirmed Mindy. "She said she loves the baby
and can't wait to hold it and feed it and take care of
it."
Cora checked her watch. It was only seven thirty. She
picked up the phone again and dialed.
"Hi Liz?... It's me again. Can I come over? Mindy and
I? I need to ask you a question. No, I won't pry! OK, I
might pry, but you don't have to say anything. Come on
Liz... OK... OK... We'll be right over."
She turned to Mindy. "I think I know who got them
pregnant." she said to herself as she turned. She
realized too late she'd said it to Mindy.
"Who!?" came the breathless reply.
"Later. Right now let's just go over there. I'm glad we
had this talk."
Again she was talking to herself, but, to her surprise,
she got a hug from her daughter.
CHAPTER 6
Cora hummed to herself as she drove the car. She
stopped humming abruptly when she turned the corner and
saw Bob's truck parked out in front of Liz's house. She
hadn't thought about the possibility that he'd be
there. Then she laughed. If he had knocked up all three
women he must spend a LOT of his time there.
"What's funny?" asked Mindy, sitting beside her.
"Nothing honey," said her mother. "I just thought of
something that made me laugh."
"MOM!" said Mindy sternly. Cora turned her face to her
daughter's frowning face.
"If we're going to have this new honesty between us
thing, you have to be honest with me. It's not fair for
you to demand that I tell you things if you won't share
things with me too!"
Cora was only mildly astonished at her daughter's
reaction. The girl was growing up, after all.
"Fair enough," she said, parking the car. "I think
there is a possibility that your Uncle Bob is the
father of those babies."
Mindy's shocked face and the complete silence in the
car made Cora suddenly doubt that honesty was, in fact,
the best policy at this juncture.
Mindy's eyes got rounder and rounder. "You mean he put
THAT inside Jill?!"
Cora suddenly remembered that both Jill and Mindy had
been standing right in front of Bob when Kathy had
jerked his shorts down. She had been so engrossed in
her own feelings about it she hadn't thought anything
about what her daughter must have thought.
"Honey... don't get upset. And don't say anything
either! I just have this idea. I don't have any proof
and if I'm wrong it would be a horrible thing to accuse
him of. So don't say ANYTHING to Jill. OK? You asked me
why I laughed and it was because I saw Bob's truck here
and was surprised. That's all, OK?"
"OK... I guess," said Mindy.
They got out and went to the front door. It was Liz who
let them in, hugging them both, pressing her bulging
belly against them shamelessly, her face happy and
welcoming.
"You haven't been over in ages!" she said as she
ushered them into the house.
"Well, we've been busy... I guess," said Cora lamely.
Jill took them into the living room, where Bob was
sitting on the couch, his feet up on an ottoman. Jill
was curled up on one side of him, and Kathy on the
other. Both were leaning their heads against him, and
his arms were around them as they watched a cartoon.
"Oooooo Shrek!" squealed Mindy and she immediately went
to sit next to Jill.
Cora stared at the domestic scene before her.
Obviously, if it really WAS Bob who had impregnated the
girls, they didn't hate him for it. In fact they looked
gloriously happy, sitting there doing what millions of
people were doing all over the world - just being
family. She watched as Jill effusively invited Mindy to
sit with them and then lay her head lovingly back on
her uncle's shoulder.
Liz pulled at her hand. "We can talk in the kitchen,"
she said. "Coffee?"
"No, I would never get to sleep tonight. Got any fruit
juice?" asked Mindy, amazed that she could feel so at
home here, considering what she was about to accuse her
sister of having done.
They got their drinks and sat at the kitchen table.
Cora delayed saying anything, suddenly uncomfortable.
Finally Liz prodded her.
"What is it Cora?" she said.
"Whatever are you talking about?" Cora responded, still
not sure how to proceed - or if she even WANTED to
proceed.
"Come on Cora," said Liz. "You haven't been here for
almost a year and you just show up? I mean I'm glad
you're here, but... Why don't you just tell me what you
want?"
Cora delayed a little longer by sipping her juice.
"Um... I think I know who... um..." she suddenly had no
idea how to say it. Finally she blurted "It was Bob...
wasn't it?"
Liz looked at her coffee.
"You could have had coffee. It's decaf." Her hands came
to her protruding abdomen and rubbed over it gently.
There was a tense silence between them. Cora was unable
to say anything more. Liz frowned. Finally she spoke.
"What do you want Cora?"
"What do I want?" Cora wasn't sure she understood the
question.
"You came here for something. Now you've suggested that
Bob has done something most of society would hang him
for. What do you want?"
Cora suddenly realized she had no plan. She had just
reacted to her suspicions and had wanted to talk about
it with her sister.
"I want to talk," she said.
"Talk," said Liz. "What about, Cora?"
"I don't know. You... me... the babies... just
EVERYTHING. Liz, I'm so lonely."
Cora's face assumed a look of shock as she realized
what she'd said. She hadn't meant to say she was
lonely.
Liz's hands slid over the tabletop and grasped her
little sister's. Her eyes were damp, and glistened.
"I'd love to talk to you baby. But we have a lot at
stake here."
Cora suddenly realized that Liz was afraid she would
alert the authorities or something... that everything
would come crashing down around their ears.
She squeezed her sister's hands. "Oh no Liz. I wouldn't
TELL anybody. I just want to understand. It's so...
so... so..."
"Strange?" prompted Liz.
Cora blushed, "Well... I guess so. Yes, that's a good
word for how I feel. Strange."
"So IF it was Bob... and of course it WASN'T Bob... but
if it WAS Bob, what would you do?"
"That's the strange part! I don't KNOW what I'd do. I
mean I wouldn't go screaming to the media or anything
like that. I think I just want to understand. I mean I
have feelings about it. It's just so... so... so,"
again she couldn't say the word.
"Perverted?" prompted Liz.
"Yes! NO! Oh Liz I don't know WHAT it is. I don't FEEL
like it's perverted. I mean I even think about..." She
couldn't finish. She blushed.
"You think about Bob?" prompted Liz again.
"YES! Ever since Kathy... at the reunion... and I
couldn't sleep..." Cora suddenly looked up at her
sister and their eyes locked. "You went with him. Out
to look for Kathy? You were gone a long time and when
you came back you looked... I don't know... HAPPY! I
mean really happy Liz."
"I love him, Cora," said Liz softly. "We ALL love him."
"ALL of you?" whined Cora.
Liz swallowed, "Yes, ALL of us."
Cora was suddenly antsy. Her pussy was hot and her
nipples tingled. "I tried to get Todd to stay home."
she said, for no apparent reason. "I told him I didn't
care if he was the head of the company... I just wanted
him home." She looked at her sister now with tears in
her eyes. "I just want him home at night." Those tears
began spilling down over her cheeks.
Liz got up and went to hug her sister. Cora cried
silently for a while, her shoulders shaking as she
sobbed. Finally she stopped. She wiped her eyes with a
napkin that Liz handed her and then looked up, her eyes
clear.
"What's it like?" she asked, quite calmly.
"What's WHAT like?" asked Liz, not sure.
"Oh for goodness sakes Liz, what's it like to have that
monster inside you?" asked Cora with unusual
directness. "It must be like a firehose when it goes
off." she added, giggling. Then, in her head she saw a
cartoon image of Bob, his cock ten feet long with a
caricature of herself stuck on the end as it waved her
in the air and white stuff came out her ears.
Now she was laughing and couldn't control it. She
laughed harder and harder until she was letting out
long belly laughs and children started popping into the
kitchen to see what was so funny. Liz waved them all
out and grinned while Cora got control of herself,
little by little. When she had finally settled down to
little stretches of bursts of giggles, Liz got up.
"I'll be right back," she said. She left the room. When
she got back, Bob was with her. He smiled at Cora and
held out his hand.
Cora's eyes got huge and her giggles vanished. "What?!"
she gasped. "You don't think..." her huge eyes watched
as her hand betrayed her and reached for his. She
jerked it back so hard it slapped her thigh painfully.
"Go with him Cora," urged Liz in a soothing voice. "It
will be OK, I promise."
"But I can't do that!" said Cora as her body stood up
and walked toward Bob. Her eyes went to the front of
his sweat pants, to the lump that was plainly visible
there. "We can't do that" she insisted as his arm
slithered around her waist. "Bob what are you doing?!"
as his face neared hers.
Bob kissed Cora gently, with multiple soft, short
kisses, on the edges of her lips and on the lips
themselves. His free hand slid up and cupped her left
breast, hefting it as if to see how much it weighed.
His thumb slid slowly, lovingly over the nipple that
was making itself known even through her bra.
"Ohhhhhhh Fuck," she sighed as he let her lips loose.
She looked at Liz, who was smiling gently, and then
back at Bob, who kissed her once quickly again on the
lips and squeezed her breast.
"I'm doing this under protest," she said firmly as she
stepped out of Bob's partial embrace and grabbed his
hand. "Can we use your bedroom Liz? she asked, pulling
Bob who was smiling broadly.
"Sure," said Liz as they disappeared out of the
kitchen. "Close the door please." she yelled at them.
"And don't protest too loudly Cora." she yelled and
grinned.
Cora did close the bedroom door and she locked it for
good measure. She turned around firmly intending to
tell Bob that, while she was lonely and horny and loved
him to pieces, all she wanted was one nice quick
orgasm, preferably with his mouth of fingers, and then
they were done.
That's what she firmly intended.
But he had already taken his shirt and sweat pants off.
And he was already mostly erect.
"Son of a BITCH!" cursed Cora, using the exact same
words Liz had used the first time she had seen his
cock. "If you hurt me with that thing I'll find a way
to make you pay." she said and she went toward him and
pushed him on the bed.
Like her sister, once she had made up her mind, Cora
was a take-charge kind of woman. Bob let her push him
down and play with him. She talked to his cock like it
was a little boy, scolding it for making her pussy wet,
for keeping her from sleeping and for wanting to sneak
into her pussy. Then she climbed up on top of him and
notched it into her pussy.
Interestingly, she had very little trouble accepting
his girth, sliding down around the top three quarters
of his cock almost like she had done it before. It
surprised both of them and she was delighted to feel
full and stretched as never before, but with no real
pain at all. Bob reached up and twiddled her nipples as
she gasped and wiggled, trying to bet the rest of his
cock into her famished pussy.
But it wouldn't go. He was just too long.
"Rub me please," she commanded. Bob dropped one hand
down to her furry patch and slid his thumb through the
slippery, almost oily hairs until he found her clit.
Then he twiddled that for a while as she first moaned,
then groaned, then cried out in ecstasy as she came
hard.
When she began to slump Bob pulled her down and rolled
her over, settling between her thighs.
"You ready for more?" he said, looming over her and
prodding the end of her sheath with his long dong.
"Oh yesss," she sighed and then bucked her hips up at
him as he gave her three more orgasms over the next
thirty minutes. Finally he lifted his lips off one of
her nipples and put his face right in front of hers.
"I'm ready to cum now little sister," he said, digging
his cock into her cervix.
"Are you going to cum inside me?" asked a wide-eyed
Cora.
"You bet I am," he said.
"You made them all pregnant," she stated as her hips
began to thrust again.
"That's right," he said. "I know a way to get it all
the way into you Cora. Do you want me to do that?"
She knew what that would mean. It would be a little
like having a baby. "If you cum in me you might make me
pregnant too Bobby." she said.
"I hope so," he said softly.
Cora felt wildness take over her body as the thought of
letting this man, who loved her so well and so long,
put his seed deep inside her, where there was quite
likely an egg waiting.
"See if you can get it all the way in me," she
whispered.
Bob changed his angle and prodded the end of her
sheath, pushing this way, and then that, until he felt
the tip of his cock press inward.
"I think I found it," he said, and pushed.
Cora sucked a big lungful of air as she felt pain for
the first time since starting this process and she was
about to tell him to stop when he sunk all the way in
her and his pubic bone smashed her clitty.
"Awwww!" she moaned.
"Uhhhhhhh!" he groaned, and he filled her womb with
volley after volley of cream that packed her uterus
full and flushed up into her fallopian tubes. Her
cervix was so tight around him that it restricted the
flow a little, so he pulled out of her womb and hosed
her thirsty pussy with more long streams of milky white
sperm as Cora gave a long sigh of satisfaction and
contentment.
Then there were more little gentle kisses, and "thank
you's and "you're welcome's and promises were extracted
to come to dinner at Cora's house a LOT more often.
Finally Cora put her finger over his lips.
"I know this is going to sound strange, but I don't
think it is a good idea if Mindy actually gets
pregnant," she said. She just assumed that Mindy would
find out about all this, and that, based on her recent
questions, she would want to be included.
"OK," he said, not surprised that she had brought it
up. "She may not want anything to happen at all," he
said.
"Oh she wants something to happen," said Cora. "I don't
think you have to worry about that. I just don't know
what Todd would do if he found out we were both
pregnant, like Liz and the girls are all pregnant."
Bob looked thoughtful for a minute. "Remember the Tech
Bubble?" he asked.
She nodded.
"I got out before it burst," he said. "I work because
I'm bored if I don't."
"But your house is so... normal," said Cora.
"There's nothing wrong with my house. It's a nice
house. I like my house," he said.
"What are you saying then?" asked Cora.
"I'm saying you don't need Todd or his toilets or his
money. Unless you just want them I mean. You don't ever
have to worry about getting by. I have plenty to
share."
"But I love Todd. Really I do. He's just gone all the
time," said Cora.
"That's great," said Bob. "I'm all for it as long as
you don't snivel and crawl because he holds money over
your head." He kissed her nose again. "And this never
has to happen again either if you don't want it to."
She clasped him hard. "Oh I WANT this to happen again,
don't you think otherwise. I NEEDED this and I know
I'll NEED it again. I just don't know what to do about
Mindy."
"Don't do anything" said Bob simply. "If she's
interested she'll make it known. She'll figure things
out sooner or later and then she'll ask you about it.
You can decide what to tell her then."
"Ironically, she and I just started that kind of
relationship tonight!" said Cora. "And in a lot of ways
it was all because of you! If you hadn't knocked up
every woman in sight we never would have had the
discussion we had, or come over here tonight. No, I
know exactly what I'll tell her if she ever asks any
'awkward' questions."
"Well good. Now, are you ready to go again?" He dropped
his mouth to a nipple.
"Oh you're incorrigible," she squealed. "Unhand me you
lout!"
But he didn't. And they DID go again. And she got even
more of his thick potent sperm up inside her before she
finally dragged herself up off of him. She stood on the
floor, naked, and bent over, talking to his cock again
as his issue dripped out of her and down her thighs.
She praised his cock for being a "strong little cock...
a good little cock" and for shooting so much nice warm
stuff up inside her. She kissed it and then couldn't
resist taking it in her mouth.
But Bob was done after two intense orgasms. He told her
he loved it, but that she wasn't going to get anything
out of it for a while. With a smile of regret, she
kissed his cock, and then his lips.
She was intensely aware of his gaze as she got dressed,
and she made a production out of it, feeling slightly
slutty. She bent over, showing him her butt, and then
shook her breasts as she put her bra in place. She
pressed her hand to her panty-covered crotch and
commented that she must have gained three pounds in
"liquid weight" as it came away wet. She finished
getting dressed, and then made him get up and get
dressed and they left the bedroom, hand in hand.
CHAPTER 7
When Cora and Bob sauntered into the living room
everyone was watching a movie. Liz was lounging in a
recliner and her two daughters were lying around too,
Kathy on a beanbag chair and Jill on the couch. Mindy
sat on the couch too, with Jill's feet in her lap.
Everyone looked up when the two adults entered the
room.
Jill looked pointedly at Kathy. "I told you so!" she
smirked.
Kathy just shook her head and rubbed her belly. The
baby was beginning to move around and it felt strange.
Liz spoke up. "Mind your tongue young lady," she
chided, facing Jill.
Mindy had just stared at her mother. Now she spoke.
"Did you really Mother?"
"Did I what?" asked Cora, trying to act normal.
"Did you have sex with Uncle Bob?"
Cora spluttered, "W-why in the world would you think
that?"
Mindy's gaze didn't falter. "Jill said that's what you
guys were probably doing. Aunt Liz got mad at her."
Liz frowned, "Jill, you HAVE to learn to watch that
mouth of yours. You think you're being cute, but
sometimes it's not funny."
"Well, did you?" insisted Mindy, looking at her mother.
Cora had known this would happen sooner or later, but
she thought she'd have some time to plan for it. She
turned around and looked at Bob.
Bob stepped forward and got on one knee in front of
Mindy.
"How would you feel about it if we HAD done that?" he
asked his niece.
"I'm not sure," she answered. "Did you?"
"Lets say, for the sake of argument, that I not only
had sex with your mother, but I bought your house too
and now you are going to have to move. How would you
feel about it now?"
"I DON'T WANT TO MOVE!" said Mindy standing up. "I LIKE
OUR HOUSE!"
"What about the other?" asked Bob.
"Do you love my mother?" asked Mindy.
"Yes I do," answered Bob immediately.
"And do you love Aunt Liz and Kathy and Jill too?"
asked the precocious teen.
"Yes I do, very much."
Her green eyes bored into his brown ones. "And what
about me Uncle Bob? Do you love me too?"
He didn't hesitate. "Yes I do," he said.
Mindy turned to her mother. "Are you pregnant?"
Cora was so unprepared for this question that she
blurted, "I don't think so!" Her eyes went wide and she
slapped her head with one open hand.
Mindy bored in like a lawyer after an incriminating
statement. "So you DID have sex with him, didn't you
Mother?"
"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO KNOW?" cried Cora, sitting down,
her eyes filling with tears.
Mindy went over to her and sat on her lap, hugging her.
"Don't cry Mom, it's OK. I know Daddy's been cheating
on you and I don't blame you for cheating back."
The only sound in the room was suddenly an ogre singing
a song on TV.
Cora had stopped crying suddenly, like a faucet that's
been turned off. "What do you mean cheating?"
Mindy wiped her mother's cheek. "Come ON Mom, every
time he comes home his clothes smell like perfume, and
it's not YOUR perfume. You can't tell me you didn't
notice that."
"I didn't," protested Cora. "I really didn't!"
"Mom, do you love Uncle Bob?"
Again Cora was so unprepared she just answered. "Yes,
of course!"
"OK. As long as you love him and he loves you then I
guess I don't mind if he makes a little sister for me."
Mindy kissed her astonished mother on the forehead and
stood up. She went to stand in front of her uncle. "We
learned in school that it's the man's chromosomes that
determines the sex of the baby. I want a sister, not a
brother. And we're NOT moving!"
Then to everyone's astonishment she went back to the
couch and sat down, lifting Jill's feet up and sitting
down under them again.
She looked over at her mother again. "And Mom, I think
maybe I should be allowed to go out on some dates. Can
we discuss that when we get home?"
Cora just nodded.
The ride home was even more interesting than the ride
to Liz's had been. Now both Cora and Mindy KNEW who the
father of all those babies were. AND, they both knew
that the same monster prick that had made those babies
had recently been busy inside Cora, possibly making
another one.
But Mindy's primary focus was on the idea of being
allowed to date. There was long discussion about what
she was and was NOT allowed to do on these dates and,
while there wasn't full agreement between them on the
rules, Mindy accepted her mother's restrictions on what
was OK and not.
And Mindy DID start going places with boys. And when a
boy asked her what she wanted to do, she was very
forthcoming about it. She wanted to go bowling. She
wanted to go roller skating. She wanted to watch this
or that movie. She wanted to go to this or that store
at the Mall and hang out. What she DIDN'T do was agree
to go parking, or "to my house... my parents aren't
there".
That's not to say she didn't experiment. She did that
with abandon too. She loved kissing and pressing her
young body against a hard male one. And she didn't mind
when a boy slid his hand to her teen breasts and
squeezed them. But when they wanted to do more than
that she put her foot down, telling them quite plainly
that, if they wanted another date, they had to play by
HER rules. She loved the feeling of being in control.
It was nine on a Friday night when Bob's doorbell rang.
He'd been working on a scale model of a New England
fishing trawler and put the hull down. When he opened
the door Mindy was standing there alone.
"Mindy!" he smiled. "To what do I owe this honor?"
"Oh, I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop in
and see you," she said.
"Right," he said, holding the door open so she could
come in. "I'll just call your mom and let her know
you're here."
"OK, OK, I was on a date with Tommy Robbins and I made
him bring me here," she said, looking grumpy.
"And why in the world did you do that?" asked her
Uncle. "Are you OK?"
"Yes, Tommy's no real problem. He's horny all the time,
but I can handle him."
"Oh really?" said Bob, picking up the phone. "Still,
your mother needs to know where you are. And that
you're not still with Tommy." he added.
"OK," sighed Mindy. She wandered around, looking at
pictures on the wall, and the knick knacks Bob had
amassed over the years. She picked up a pair of
handcuffs and peered at them, looking at her Uncle and
then back to the cuffs.
Cora answered after two rings. "Hi sweets, it's me"
said Bob. "Mindy had her date drop her off here. I
think we're going to talk for a while and then I'll
bring her home. Hmmmm? Sure, I'll get her."
He held out the phone to Mindy who rolled her eyes and
took it, putting down the handcuffs.
"Hello? Hi Mom. No, it was OK. He just wanted to do
some stuff I didn't want to do so I told him to bring
me here. What? No, I don't think so. Wait a minute."
She turned to Bob and said "We're not going to have sex
are we?"
Bob swallowed and then made his voice steady. "I doubt
it very much sweetie. Is that why you came here?"
Mindy shook her head. "I'm not sure. I just wanted to
talk... to a man."
Bob took the phone back. "Cora I think we're just going
to talk for a while. I'll call you if things change,
OK? OK, just relax. I'll call you later. You still
coming over tomorrow? Good. I'll see you then. Bye."
Bob hung up and turned to his niece. "So, you want to
tell me what's going on?"
"Why do you have handcuffs?" asked Mindy, picking them
up again.
"I have a friend who's a detective and I helped him
catch a criminal. He gave those to me as a joke
afterwards. Now, you want to tell me what's going on?"
he repeated.
"Tommy wanted me to... do things," she said, as if that
explained everything.
"What kind of things?" asked Bob.
"Touch him," she said. Then she flopped down in a
chair. "He wanted me to give him a blow job."
"What do you know about blow jobs?" asked her uncle.
"I know enough to know that I don't want Tommy Robbins'
penis in my mouth," said the girl who Bob had thought
was a lot more innocent than she apparently was.
"So you've had somebody's penis in your mouth before?"
asked Bob, his own organ beginning to respond to the
idea of her sweet lips around a hard prick.
"No," she said, as if she were saying she hadn't bought
those new shoes she had her eye on yet, but it wouldn't
be long. "But I know how to do it. My friend Marjorie
told me all about it."
"Oh, I see," said Bob, stifling a smile.
"Why do boys always want a blow job anyway?" asked
Mindy.
Bob sat down on the couch and crossed one leg over the
other. "Well, I guess because it feels so good. We men
are sort of wired that way. All men like to have a
woman play with their... uh penis." He opted for the
clinically correct word.
"Has my mom ever given you a blow job?" asked the girl.
"Well, sweetheart, that's something you should ask your
mother. It really isn't nice for a man to talk about
what he and a woman do without her permission."
"Well, whatever you two do, my mother loves it. I've
never seen her so happy since she started having sex
with you," Mindy said pragmatically.
"And you're still OK with that?" asked Bob.
"Yes. Daddy stays gone longer and longer. I love him,
but I don't like him very much. I've been wanting a
sister forever, and I don't think he even tries any
more when he comes home."
"I'm sorry to hear that pumpkin," said Bob. He meant it
too.
"It's OK. Mom keeps taking her temperature every day
and staring at the calendar. I think I'm going to get a
sister before too long." She was quiet for a while.
Then she looked up. "What's it like?"
"I'm not sure I understand what you're asking," said
Bob.
"Sex. Nobody will tell me what it's like. Well nobody I
believe anyway. Jill still won't talk to me. Aunt Liz
said Jill would be grounded until her baby graduates
from High School if she said anything to me. I don't
think that's fair. We're the same age."
"Having sex and getting pregnant is a big decision and
Jill is very young." Mindy started to say something and
Bob held up his hand to stop her. "I know that up until
seventy-five or eighty years ago lots of girls used to
start families at her age, but this is a different
world. I just don't think they want you to do something
you might be sorry you did later on. And there's your
mother to think about."
Mindy blushed. "Mom says I can do what I want, as long
as I don't get pregnant. She says I can't get pregnant
until after I'm fifteen. I think she was kind of
desperate when she said that. I mean she was trying to
get me to wait a little while at least. I think she
figures since Jill and Kathy... and Aunt Liz and maybe
even her are pregnant, that I'll want to get pregnant
too."
Bob was solemn. "And are you thinking about wanting to
get pregnant?"
Mindy looked up. "Not exactly. I'd really like to see
what it's like to TRY to get pregnant, but I don't
really care if I get pregnant or not. I mean I'll be
happy either way I think. It kind of depends on who the
guy is.
"I see," he said in his deep voice. "And when will you
be fifteen?"
"You know it's tomorrow," she said frowning, but
blushing again.
Bob's prick jumped in his shorts. "And did that have
anything to do with you telling Tommy to bring you
here?"
"No, not really. I just got to thinking about how IF I
was going to give somebody a blow job, it would have to
be somebody I liked a lot and wouldn't mind having his
penis in my mouth. And I couldn't think of anybody like
that. And then I remembered at the family reunion, when
Kathy pulled your shorts down. And I saw your penis."
"And what made you remember that?" asked Bob.
"Well, Tommy pushed his against me when we were
kissing."
"OK," said Bob.
"And it didn't feel like there was hardly anything
there," said Mindy.
"Oh," said Bob.
"Could I see yours again?" Mindy blurted. She blushed
and wouldn't look at him.
"Would you be willing to wait until your mother gets
here?" asked Bob. "To see it, I mean?"
"You mean look at it while Mom's here? In the room?"
asked the teen.
"Yes," said Bob. "I mean we told her we weren't going
to have sex. I don't lie to your mother.
"But we aren't going to have sex!" said Mindy. "I just
want to look at it."
"Yeah, well, those things have a way of going farther
than you think they're going to go," said Bob. "I
thought you and your Mom had this new closer
relationship."
"We do! Honest. And I like it a lot. But wouldn't it be
weird for us both to be here when you... you know...
show it to me?"
"No," said Bob simply. "But your mother might. What do
you say you call her and ask her about that? We said
we'd call if things changed. See what she thinks.
That's what she's there for, after all."
Mindy seemed to relax, and smiled. "Yeah, I guess
you're right. OK."
This time it was Mindy who called her mother. "Hi, it's
me again. Yeah, well, I sort of changed my mind and I
asked Uncle Bob if he'll let me look at his penis, but
he won't do it unless you're here too."
Mindy had a way of cutting to the chase. She was very
direct.
"Mom? Are you there?" she asked the phone. "Yes," she
said. Then she rolled her eyes again. "So you'll come
over? OK Good. See you soon. I love you. Bye."
She put the phone down. "I think she's upset. She said
to wait until she gets here."
"OK good," said Bob. "That's why I thought it would be
good to call her."
When Cora's car came to a stop in Bob's driveway her
hands were trembling. She took a breath and went to the
door, opening it and stepping inside. She heard the TV
on in the living room and peeked in there. Bob and
Mindy were sitting on the couch. Mindy was curled up
next to him and his arm was around her. They were fully
clothed.
"Hi!" she called out, stepping back. She closed the
front door and walked into the living room. No one had
moved. They really were just sitting there, watching
TV.
"Hi Mom," said Mindy.
"Hi sweetie," said Bob.
"So what's up?" asked Cora.
Mindy looked half over her shoulder. "I wanna give
Uncle Bob a blow job, but he won't let me unless you're
here." Mindy had always been embarrassingly direct.
"Hey!" said Bob. "You didn't say that at all! You said
you wanted to SEE it again."
Mindy looked up at her uncle. "Adults are so dumb!" she
grumbled. "Why did you think I was talking to you about
blow jobs?"
Cora had to sit down. "You were talking to Bob about
blow jobs?"
"I just told him that Tommy tried to get me to give him
a blow job, but I didn't want to because the only penis
I want in my mouth is the penis of a man I like." Again
she looked pointedly at Bob.
"And then you said you wanted to see my penis again,"
said Bob with understanding dawning.
"And you said Mom had to be here," said Mindy.
"Why?" asked Cora. "I mean, why would you want me to be
here when... well, when you... Oh this is too strange."
sighed Cora and she sat down.
"I just thought things were getting to the point where
they might um... well get out of hand," said Bob.
"SEE!" said Cora to her daughter. "I TOLD you that
things get out of hand when you start doing things with
boys."
"But I didn't DO anything with Tommy!" said an
indignant Mindy. "I just wanted to do them with Uncle
Bob."
Cora thought about the last time SHE had put her mouth
on her brother's rod. It had been absolutely the most
fun thing she'd done in a long time. She'd offered to
suck Todd, but he said that was slutty, and that he
could never kiss her again if she did it. And making
love to Bob's mammoth prick with her mouth had been
like having an extra large ice cream cone, except that
it didn't melt. She thought about Mindy's sweet lips
wrapped around the same penis and suddenly, from
nowhere, she got... wet.
"OK, but no sex, right?" she said to both of them. "I
mean intercourse..." she blushed, realizing that a blow
job was... most definitely... sex.
"Absolutely," said Mindy.
"And no complaining if it gets... messy," said Cora.
"Messy?" asked Mindy.
"Girl, you have NO idea," said her mother.
Bob didn't make a big deal about it. He simply stood up
and took off his shirt, and then his pants, and then
his underwear. He stood, his prick hanging halfway to
his knee.
Mindy stared for a long time and then leaned forward.
Her nose was only two or three inches from the thing
that so fascinated her. Her hand came up and she saw
that the thing was five or six times the size of her
thumb. She touched it with two fingers and marveled at
the softness and suppleness of the skin. There wasn't
anything anywhere on her body that was like that skin.
"You're not circumcised," she commented.
"That's right," said Bob. "That hood of skin covers the
head. When it goes into a woman that skin slides
backwards and stretches."
Mindy put her hand around it, holding it lightly. "It
feels warm," she said.
"It has a lot of blood vessels in it and they're close
to the surface," he informed her.
"Just looking at it makes my panties wet," said Mindy.
"Me too," said Cora, before she could stop herself.
"Have you done this Mom?" asked the girl.
"Yes," said Cora, blushing.
Mindy tightened her grip and pushed her hand toward the
nest of hair that this amazing thing sprang from. The
foreskin slicked back, exposing the large purplish head
with it's little snake eye. It began to stiffen in her
hand. As she watched it lengthened and got even
thicker.
"It's getting hard," said the girl, breathing faster
and more deeply. She glanced up at her mother. "Will
you help me do it right?"
"You're doing just fine sweetheart," said her mother.
If you run into trouble I'll help.
Mindy leaned forward and kissed the bulbous head. She
rubbed her lips along the tight smooth skin of the
glans and then stuck just the tip of her tongue out and
licked it.
"It feels so smooth," she sighed.
She began kissing the head, and then the shaft below
the head with multiple small kisses, her lips getting
softer with each kiss until she was mushing her lips
all around the almost hard prick.
Now she could put both hands around it and she did so.
Still the head stuck out from her hands. She opened her
mouth wide and slid her lips over the glans. It was so
large that her jaws hurt. She felt the circumference
get smaller as she got all of the glans in her mouth
and she clamped her lips down on that neck. She gave an
experimental suck.
Suddenly she felt throbbing in the long, firm thing in
her hands. It was a measured beat and she suddenly
realized it was his pulse. She pulled her mouth off of
his cock to give her jaws a rest.
"It's hard," she said, meaning it was hard to get her
mouth around it.
"It has to be hard to penetrate a woman," said Bob,
misunderstanding.
"I mean it's hard work," Mindy corrected.
"I can make you feel good while you do it... if you
want," said Bob.
"How?" asked Mindy.
"I can do the same thing to you, while you do it to
me."
Mindy felt a rush of pussy juice dampen her panties.
"I'm all wet down there," she said.
"That's why I like doing that. I like the taste."
Mindy slid her mouth back onto his cock and then pulled
it off, tasting. "You don't have a taste" she said. She
did it again. "Not really."
"I will later... when I cum," he said. He reached
forward and began undoing buttons and clasps and belts
and slowly stripped his niece. He commented to her
about how beautiful she was as she blushed and wiggled
with delight, looking at her mother from time to time.
Cora smiled softly, understanding that, even though
Mindy was young, she was being treated to something a
lot of women never received... patience, and a slow
simmer of her feelings. Cora knew that Bob would get
her so turned on she'd do anything. That's when Cora
thought she might be able to help her daughter.
Bob began kissing and licking Mindy's body. He cupped
her butt and suckled each pink nipple gently as she
oohed and aahed. He could smell her arousal. Then he
took her to the bed and put her on top of him, in the
classic sixty-nine position and started licking her
pussy.
Mindy felt so wonderful that she just stared at the
massive prick in her hand for a while. What he was
doing felt so good she could hardly stand it. She'd had
orgasms on her fingers before, and she knew she was
going to have one soon, on his tongue. She held on to
the big prick in front of her face as she began to
wiggle her hips, getting closer and closer.
"Uhhhhhhh," she moaned, licking her lips.
Cora stepped forward. "Stroke it up and down, baby" she
ordered. Mindy's hand began to slide up and down on the
beautiful phallus in her hand. She found if she held on
tighter that the foreskin would peel down, uncovering
the head. She liked doing that and put her mouth on the
tip while she did it. As his foreskin came up and
covered the head, it was almost like a pair of lips,
kissing hers. About then Bob nibbled her clit and she
tumbled into an orgasm.
"Oooohhhwwwahhhhhhhhh," she keened as the thrills shot
through her. She sat up, mashing her pussy down on his
devouring mouth and he stuck his tongue up inside her.
Her pussy gushed juice and he sucked and lapped at it,
swallowing. In the afterglow of such a wonderful
orgasm, Mindy looked at the big cock and then opened
her mouth wide. She leaned forward and took as much
into her mouth as she could get, almost gagging as it
dug into her soft palate. She sucked, like his prick
was a straw, and jacked on the rest of his cock with
her right hand. Suddenly she DID taste something. It
was a little salty, or maybe musky. She backed off and
looked to see a big clear drop of something oozing out
of the tip of his cock. With just the tip of her tongue
she scooped it off and tasted it.
"You DO have a taste," she said, satisfied. "I like
it," she went on.
"I hope so, because there's going to be a lot more," he
groaned.
"Sweetheart, he cums a LOT!" warned her mother.
"OK," said the teen, fascinated by what was happening.
She leaned back down and got four inches in her mouth.
Instinctively she knew to speed up her hand as she
jacked him off. A long low growl came from his throat
and he sucked her clit again as she was surprised by a
mouthful of cum that blasted into her throat, choking
her.
She pulled her mouth off his spurting cock and, as she
managed to swallow what was in her mouth, got a shot
right in her face. She sat up straighter and his spunk
squirted a long line at the base of her throat and on
one breast. By then she'd tasted him fully and her
mouth shot back down and captured the next two spurts
of his cream. She swallowed greedily as she ground her
pussy on his chin and felt another orgasm rushing
toward her.
"MMMMMPHFFFFFF!" she managed as she swallowed and came
at the same time.
As she came back down to earth, Mindy was surprised to
find that the thing in her hand was still firm, though
not quite as stiff as it had been earlier.
"It's still hard," she said, drooling cum and wiping it
with her hand. "You made a mess Uncle Bob!" She rotated
off of his face and sat, her hands lifted so she
wouldn't get his wetness on everything she touched.
Cora stepped forward, naked. She had disrobed as she
saw her daughter's mouth bulge with the cum that was
being pumped into it.
"That's because he's not finished yet, darling," she
said to the daughter. "That's one of the things you
have to remember about men. Sometimes some of them
aren't finished when you're ready for them to be
finished. Scoot over, dear."
Mindy started licking her hands and arms and then
scooping up the cum on her face and chest and eating
that too as she moved to let her mother climb on top of
her uncle. Bob reached down and held his gargantuan rod
upright as Cora lowered her pussy onto it and sank
gratefully down, leaning forward when he hit bottom.
"Ohhh I love that," she moaned as she was filled to
capacity.
"Doesn't it hurt?" asked Mindy.
"Oh no honey, it feels wonderful," said Cora as she
began to move on it, getting it deep and then shallow.
She dropped one breast within reach and Bob sucked the
nipple, making noises of appreciation.
He let it pop out and said, "You're gonna get a cuntful
Cora, if you keep that up."
"You really shouldn't Bob. I know I'm fertile right
now," moaned Cora.
Mindy's happy voice spoke up. "Don't listen to her
Uncle Bob. She wants you to make her pregnant. I've
seen her getting ready for it."
"You want to be like Liz and the girls?" said Bob,
thrusting upward.
"No... I don't know... Oh fuck yessss," moaned Cora as
she worked her pussy on his dangerous prick.
"Lean forward a little," grunted Bob. He grasped her
hips and she knew what he was going to do. With a
little sob she worked until she felt that special pain
and then pushed down on him as his cock slid all the
way into her body. "Right there!" he groaned, and she
felt the wet heat that meant he was fertilizing her.
"What are you going to tell Todd?" he asked as he
squirted her womb full of his baby makers.
"I'm going to tell him he should have stayed
hommmmmmmmmmmmmme," Cora moaned as she came on his
spurting prick.
"You guys look so HOT!" moaned Mindy. "I just can't
WAIT to do that." she squealed. "Ohhh Uncle BOB!"
As she felt one more massive jet of sperm enter her
body Cora looked over and saw that Bob's middle finger
was buried in Mindy's virgin pussy. As she leaned back
on her heels, her legs open wide, Bob was sliding that
finger in and out of here spasming pussy in time with
his spurts, and Mindy was loving it. With a sigh Cora
realized her ploy to fuck Bob so Mindy couldn't... had
backfired.
Later, while Mindy took a shower to get cleaned up, Bob
and Cora sat at the kitchen table, drinking coffee.
"You know she's going to try to get you to fuck her,"
said Cora.
"I know," he said, looking into his cup. "How do you
feel about that?"
"I don't know Bob. This is all too new and strange.
It's crazy to let her get knocked up at only fifteen.
But the cat is out of the bag and I know she'll get a
prick in her pussy somewhere... and soon," said the
girl's mother.
Just then a naked Mindy came strolling into the
kitchen, drying her hair with a big fluffy towel. "What
are you guys talking about?" she asked.
"You, actually," said Bob.
"About fucking me?" she asked in her direct way.
"Well, yes, actually," said Bob.
"I want to do it really bad, but not until I'm
sixteen," said Mindy, blowing them both away.
"That's fascinating," said Bob.
"I don't want Daddy making trouble," said the girl.
"Go on," said Cora.
"Well, he's going to be really pissed off when he finds
out you're pregnant, right? And if I was pregnant too
he'd call the cops or Social Services or something and
pitch a fit, right? But if it's just Mom, maybe he'll
get over it and not divorce her or anything. I mean all
you have to do is remind him that he's been screwing
around on you too, right? Then, next year, after all
the babies are born and I've learned how to take care
of them and Daddy's all defused and stuff... then I can
get Uncle Bob to give me MY baby."
She said it so matter-of-factly that it left both
adults slack jawed.
"And what about between now and then?" asked Cora,
fascinated to hear the reply. She was quite convinced
now that she hadn't spent NEARLY enough time with her
daughter.
"I like what we just did. That makes me feel good and
warm and happy. And seeing him inside you makes me a
little worried that I couldn't do that anyway. Maybe in
a year I'll be able to."
***
Good to her word, Mindy became expert at extracting
sperm from Bob with her mouth and she rode his finger
gleefully, jerking herself around on it like she was
trying to stretch things for later. Over the next year,
as Liz, Jill and Kathy had their babies, Mindy spent
more and more time at their house, acting as
babysitter, or just around the house helper to give
them a little break from what was obviously a difficult
situation. Three tiny babies in the house at the same
time was a challenge for anyone. It was almost as if
triplets had been born.
Bob spent a lot of time there too. He also had a
prominent role in raising the babies, and in home-
schooling the girls, who decided that going to public
schools as teenaged mothers didn't appeal to them.
Cora's belly bulged during that year too, and there was
a new baby at the Randall house. Todd DID try to make
trouble but Cora convinced him that he was in no
position to call names, and suggested that, if he spent
more time at home, she wouldn't have time to get
knocked up by "a stranger".
She told him she had a weak moment at a bar after work
one night, and that she was never going to enter that
bar again. And so, when his secretary tried to
blackmail him by threatening to tell Cora that he'd
been fucking her on the side... he introduced his
pregnant wife to the woman and that solved that
problem. He had to get a new secretary, but then, his
wife wouldn't leave him alone. He had forgotten how
horny she was when she was pregnant.
And every week or so Mindy would visit her Uncle Bob to
suck him dry as he lay back on the couch, or in the
bed. She learned how to talk while she was blowing him,
talking about how she couldn't wait to feel his sperm
getting into her womb, and other things that brought
him to such orgasms that he WAS finished when she was
done. And, as she smacked her lips when she was done,
she'd remind him that it was only so long until her
sixteenth birthday.
So Bob wasn't surprised when Liz called him one night
several months later and said she was throwing a
surprise party for Mindy for her birthday. Nor was he
surprised when he got there, and found that he was the
present for her surprise party. They had fixed up one
bedroom with colored lights and candles and soft music,
and when Mindy saw her uncle laid out on the bed naked,
with a hard-on, she squealed, "Ooooo that's EXACTLY
what I wanted for my birthday!"
For half an hour she tried to work her pussy down
around his cock, and there were several times when she
said she was going to quit. Finally, at one point, Bob
suggested they take a break and she sucked him until he
was close to cumming. Then he laid her down and sealed
the tip of his cock in her stretched pussy lips and,
with a few expert jerks, he brought himself off and
shot her full of slippery spunk. Then he bored in,
using that as lubrication and forcing it through her
cervix and into her receptive and fertile womb.
Oh how she squealed and moaned and cried...
But that was because he took it out to give her a
break.
END
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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