0 comments/ 26455 views/ 1 favorites One Man's Family By: bassbelly Bobby sat in the wicker chair and sipped his beer. His best friend, Roger, was drinking a few with him. They were watching football on Roger's big screen TV. Roger's wife, Marissa, was busy bringing food and more beer to the two. Every time she was a little slow, Roger would get angry and yell at her. Such was life in the Filipino community in the little town in the San Joaquin valley. "C'mon Roger, lighten up. She's going as fast as she can," said Bobby. "Not fast enough!" exclaimed Roger, his Filipino heritage getting the better of him. The more he drank, the meaner he got. Finally, Bobby could take no more. "I'll be back when you can be nice, maybe you should go to bed," he said as he walked out the door and got into his car. Bobby could not understand Roger's impatience with his wife. Marissa was gentle and kind and she did everything for Roger. She had borne him two beautiful daughters. Bobby suspected that the lack of a son was Roger's main problem. He also knew that Marissa had been forced on him by Filipino tradition. His first love was still in the Philippines. Bobby really liked Marissa and hoped he could help her. He had talked to Roger several times. Roger had to listen because Bobby was 6' 4" and Roger was an even 5'. He was certain that Bobby could kick his ass and he was right! Bobby walked into his house and opened another beer, pondering what to do about Roger. It wasn't really any of his business, but he was slowly getting the idea that he would have to rescue Marissa. Two weeks later at 7:00 PM on a Saturday night, there was a meek tapping at his door. When he opened it, there stood Marissa. She was weeping openly, had a black eye and her nose was bleeding. "Come in here!" Bobby commanded. As he led her to the living room, he wondered what had happened to her. She sat on the sofa crying loudly. "What happened," Bobby demanded as he turned off the TV. "Roger hit me," she whimpered. "Why?" Roger asked softly. "I, I, I guess he didn't like his supper," she stammered. She was almost incoherent. "I've had enough of that son of a bitch!" Bobby almost shouted. "I'll go over there right now and kick his dumb ass!" "No, no please don't leave me alone," she cried. "Can I stay at your house tonight? Please?" "You know you can. Where does Roger think you are right now?" "I told him I was going to mama's house in Palm Springs." "Let's have a look at that eye. Have you eaten anything?" "No." she said demurely. "I'll order a pizza and we'll take care of your eye while we wait. Come over here in the light, lie down and let me take a look." She slid down the sofa and lay down. He leaned over her and took a long, careful look at her eye, deciding that time would heal it. Retrieving a cold, wet compress from the bathroom, he got her nose to stop bleeding. She sat up and he sat beside her. He put his arm around her and she leaned into his chest. She was almost lost in his arms. She was only 4' 8" and weighed a whopping 90 pounds. "I could kill that asshole for hurting a beautiful little flower like you," Bobby whispered to her. "Oh Bobby you have always been so nice to me. I don't know what I would do if you weren't here." The doorbell rang and the pizza was delivered. She dived right in as if she hadn't eaten in a week. He got her a soda from the 'fridge. They ate silently until the entire pizza was gone. She resumed her position on the sofa and beckoned to him. Without hesitation he sat next to her and once again put his arm around her. He hugged her with both arms and she kind of melted into him. She trembled a little and looked up into his eyes. "Make love to me, Bobby," she sighed. With no reluctance at all he started unbuttoning her blouse. "Roger deserves this," he thought. To her he said, "Are you sure this is what you want?" "I have wanted you for years," she replied, "but I was afraid that you would think I was a slut if I told you." "I have wanted you for a long time too, but I was afraid if I told you Roger would get pissed off and I wouldn't see you anymore. I couldn't have that!" She quickly peeled off his t-shirt. There was a sharp intake of breath when she saw how hairy he was. Roger had almost no body hair. She dragged her fingers through it and tugged at it lightly. "Wow!" was her only comment. She wondered what other surprises Bobby had hidden away beneath the rest of his clothes. It didn't take long for her to find out. Bobby stood up and removed her bra. She had small, perfect little tits. They were just exactly right. He leaned down and tenderly kissed them. Then he took off her skirt and shoes. Her legs were beautiful and just properly proportioned for her little body. She pulled off his jogging shorts and his boxers. Another loud gasp escaped her as she stared at the 7" cock in front of her. She had only heard about equipment this size; she always thought it was lies meant to scare her. He peeled off her panties and gazed upon a perfect hairless pussy. It was not unusual for oriental girls to have little or no pubic hair, but every time he saw one, he was fascinated. "Open your legs," he said gently. "Are you going to do it now/" she asked with a trembling voice. "No, first I'm going to show you something you'll love." He dived on her bare pussy. He started by licking the inside of her thighs, coming close to her vulva but not quite touching it. He drew back and looked at her little pink asshole. "I'll save that for later," he said to himself as he resumed his trip up her legs. His hands were busily massaging her tits. He inhaled the fragrance of her womanhood. It had a beautiful, aphrodisiac quality. He gently kissed her pussy lips and then licked her slit hard. She was moaning. Roger had never kissed her pussy, much less licked it. New sensations traveled up to her brain. About that time, Bobby reached her clit. He spread the hood open and licked the tip very gently. Her mind exploded into a thousand little, horny pieces. He sucked her clit between his lips and rapidly flicked his tongue across it. Her hips were bucking wildly as she lost control of her mind. Bobby lapped up the pussy juice that was draining profusely from her snatch. Boy did it taste great! He continued to lap and lick and suck until he could feel her getting tense. Her muscles hardened up as she experienced the most violent orgasm she had ever had. "Roger was nothing like this!" she thought. She vowed to return to Bobby no matter what her situation. She looked between her thighs and saw Bobby smiling at her. "Oh god Bobby, I've never felt anything like that before," she exclaimed. "We're just getting started honey," he smiled. She saw that his cock had gotten very hard. She reached out and wrapped her fingers around it. Her little fingers gently stroked it. As she played with it the fear of it left her mind and was replaced by primeval lust. "Please Bobby, don't wait any longer. I must have it now!" she shouted. He picked her up and carried her to his bed. She lay nude upon the covers. A perfect little woman. "How could Roger be so goddamned stupid," he thought as he lay down next to her. She turned to him and offered her lips which he greedily accepted. Their first kiss. It was one of the sweetest he had ever experienced. He rolled over on her tiny form, supporting himself on his forearms. Once again, they locked their lips together. When the kiss broke she said softly, "Now, do it now." Bobby rubbed his cock against her nether lips and started to push forward. The head slipped in and he stopped to see if she would take it. "More, more, give it all to me," she begged. He slowly slipped it into her. She was wriggling and moaning, crying softly. He stopped again. "No, no, I'm okay. I'll tell you later," she whispered. He sank his whole shaft into her pussy. She groaned and grunted a little. "So big, so nice, don't stop. Move it faster." He started to slip in and out of her. Soon she called for more speed. He went faster, she demanded more. She felt so good. For a woman who had two kids, she was incredibly tight. He concluded that Roger must be hung like a mouse. She was now meeting his every thrust. So skillful, so slick, so tight. He regretted not making a move on her sooner. She was panting hard. Her pussy had his cock in a death grip. He knew the end was near. "I'll be there soon," he panted, "Where do you want it?" "You must give it to me! I don't want any leaking out. I want it all in me." He felt her pussy starting to flex around his cock. The end was near for her too. Her breathing was rapid and ragged. So was his. She bucked her hips up and screamed, "Yes, yes, yes." He slammed his dick all the way into her and started squirting his baby juice into her. "Don't pull it out. Leave it in me," she whispered. They coasted down from the wild orgasm. He left it in her. She smiled at him and he got a funny feeling deep within himself. "What was the crying about?" "It suddenly occurred to me that this was the first time I ever made love to anyone but Roger. It was so much better than him. We must do this a lot, every chance we get." "I'm for that," Bobby replied. "What about your family?" "They don't have to know. I have always been quiet and shy, so they would never suspect I have a hot lover hidden away." "I hope we can make it work," said Bobby. "I don't want to quit either." He felt himself starting to swell again inside her. "Oh good, round two," she remarked as she felt his dick growing inside her. She squeezed him as tightly as she could. "My arms are tired honey," he said, "You get on top for a while." "What will I do? I've never been on top before." "We'll just roll over so I'm on the bottom. Use your imagination." It was going to be so much fun teaching her uninhibited sex! They rolled over and she settled onto his dick. "Oh that's different!" she exclaimed. "You can get to parts of me you couldn't before. Oh boy!" And with that she started bouncing up and down on Bobby's rigid cock. She was having a great time. Her fight with Roger was drifting away from her memory. They didn't stop fucking each other until 2:00 AM. By then they were both worn out. She curled up in the shelter of his arm and went to sleep. She was snoring lightly, like a puppy. "What a fine, fine woman," Bobby thought as he drifted away into dreamland. The telephone rang at 8:00 AM. "Hello," answered Bobby. "Bobby, it's me, Roger. Have you seen Marissa?" "No what happened? Did you lose her?" "No, I got drunk last night and hit her. She said she was going to her mother's place in Palm Springs, but when I called, she wasn't there." "I don't know where your wife is, pal, but I do know that you have got to slow down on that drinking and stop leaning on her so hard. From what I've seen she's a really sweet girl and you treat her like a dog. She doesn't deserve that. I'm sure she'll come back in a day or two. Maybe she went to her cousin's house in Las Vegas." "I hadn't thought of that. Thanks Bobby," he said as he hung up. "Boy, you're one great liar," Marissa grinned from the pillow. "Force of habit," Bobby replied. "You know you'll have to go home eventually, don't you?" "I know. I wish I could just stay here, but my girls need me. When I go back, would you take me?" "Sure thing honey," I vowed. They spent that day and night screwing each other to death. It was like a honeymoon. In a way, it was a honeymoon. It was their first experience with each other. Morning came. Marissa said, "I guess you better take me home now. I don't want to go. Let's do it one more time." "Your wish is my command," Bobby replied as he rolled onto her. His cock slid easily into her well fucked pussy and she moaned her approval. She returned his thrusts, wanting more of his love. Unbeknownst to Bobby, she had fallen in love with him. Roger was the last person she wanted to see. They had a final shower together and got into his car. He could tell she wasn't very happy about this, but he knew she had to go back. Roger answered the door on the first ring. "Where the hell have you been?" he roared and made a grab for her. Bobby grabbed the front of his shirt and hoisted him off the ground. He said in a low menacing tone, "The days of you beating Marissa are now officially over. If you touch her and hurt her again, I'll be right over to kick your ass. After that, I'll call the cops and have you arrested for assault. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?" Roger was pissed off, but he was also scared. He had never seen Bobby like this. "Where has she been?" he meekly asked. "I don't know and I don't care," said Bobby, lowering Roger to the floor. "She showed up at my place this morning and asked for a ride home. Look at that eye. Goddamn it! You better get off the sauce and start being a husband. If you want to be my friend, that's fine, we can still have a few beers together, but you've got to stop being a mean, miserable drunk." "I'll try, Bobby, I'll try." "I'm going to leave her here and I better not hear that you abused her." "I won't, I promise." Bobby headed for home. He was still shaking when he got there. "I should have just taken her in and not given her back." He told himself. He knew he'd be kicking his own ass forever. Three weeks later, there came a gentle rap on his door. He hoped it was her. He had dreamed of her every night. She owned his soul. He opened the door and his heart leaped like a gazelle. There she stood. No black eye this time. He stared at her and his mouth was gaping open as she said, "Well can I come in?" "Oh yeah, forgive me. I was just so taken with you being here." "I can only stay a couple of hours," she quietly whispered. "How has Roger been treating you?" Bobby asked, concerned. "He doesn't hit me anymore, but he won't make love to me either. I don't care. I don't love him anymore." "So, you have saved all that wonderful pussy for me." "I hadn't thought of it that way, but I guess I have," she laughed. "Come on, we don't have much time!" "I haven't been out with anyone either. I don't think I could concentrate on other women when I think about you all the time," Bobby said as he removed her shirt and bra. He tenderly kissed her little tits and sucked her nipples one at a time. She moaned and yanked off his t-shirt. They stumbled into the bedroom together. As the rest of their clothes hit the floor, Bobby asked, "Why don't you divorce him and marry me?" "Not until my girls are of age. I don't want to leave them unprotected in his house." "They could live with us," Bobby panted as she dropped to her knees and engulfed his cock. "Oh god, you're going to kill me." He moaned. She smiled around his dick and winked at him. She bobbed her head up and down taking in as much of him as she could. His toes curled, his nuts retracted and he started cumming. Three weeks of stored up love juice shot into her mouth. She attempted to swallow it all but some still dribbled out and down her chin. She pulled him out of her mouth and continued stroking him with her hand. He picked her up and laid her gently on the bed. She automatically spread her legs in happy anticipation of coming events. She didn't have to wait long. Like a starving man on a hamburger, Bobby immediately started licking and kissing her feet and sucking her toes. She didn't even suspect that people did this to each other. Her pussy was wet in a flash. It felt so good! How come she had never thought of this? He licked up the inside of both her legs and kissed the backs of her knees. His tongue laid a wet trail directly to her waiting pussy. He tenderly licked her vagina and then plunged his tongue into her hungry cunt. He could feel her trying to grip his tongue with her pussy, but it was much too slick. "Don't stop," she whimpered. "I want more, more." Bobby happily obliged her request. He slid his tongue up her vagina and licked her urethra. He grasped her clit with his lips and sucked gently. She went wild; thrashing so hard she almost bucked him off. Somehow he managed to keep her clit between his lips and rapidly stroked the tip with his tongue. "Oh, yes, yes, yes, yes!" she screamed as she came all over his face. He drank all of her sweet offerings and licked yet some more. She had an orgasm again. He slithered up her body like a reptile and soon his cock was at the entrance to her heaven. "Now Bobby, please don't make me wait. Do it now!!!" He shoved his full length into her and she grunted in appreciation. Immediately he started stroking her. She was emitting little mouse like squeaks. He increased the speed of his strokes. She met every thrust. "Nobody has ever felt this good," he thought. All too soon, he started to tremble. She was also near her climax. They thrust together in a wild, rapturous mutual orgasm. He collapsed on top of her, forgetting how small she was. "You're squashing me," she whispered. "Oops, I forgot," he replied as he rolled off. They showered and dressed. She prepared to leave. "God, I hate to see you go," Bobby remarked. "I know honey, but it must be this way for a while longer." "How much longer?" "Kathy, my oldest will be eighteen in two years. Then there will Kim the year after that." "Three years," Bobby moaned. "That's like a prison sentence!" "I know honey, but I'll be in that prison with you. There are always conjugal visits, you know," she grinned. "When can I see you again?" Bobby asked. "Just as soon as I can make it happen. I'll try to hurry!" and with that, she walked out the door and was gone again. It turned out that she could make it every two weeks or so. Bobby looked forward to her bi-weekly visits with happy anticipation. During each visit, he tried to talk her into divorcing Roger and marrying him. For the next two years, Bobby waited anxiously for her daughter, Kathy to graduate. Finally, the big day came. Bobby went to the ceremony. The girls had always thought of him as "Uncle Bobby" and they liked him a lot. When Kathy came down the steps from the podium she hugged them all fiercely. "I'm off to college this fall," she said excitedly. "I can't wait!" Marissa whispered in Bobby's ear, "She can't wait to get out of the house. I don't blame her. I wish it was me." "One more year, sweetheart, one more year." Bobby replied and sat back with a smile on his face. Marissa continued her romantic soirées through the summer. At the end of July, she showed up one day with Kathy in tow. This totally confused Bobby. "What's up? Have you two run away from home?" The two women exchanged doubtful glances and didn't say anything for a full minute. Kathy broke the silence. "I know about your arrangement with mom. I have something to ask you." Bobby was completely puzzled and a little irritated. He really had no idea of what was going on. "What did you tell her?" he asked Marissa. "I told her everything," Marissa said. "Why?" he asked cautiously. "Listen to what she has to say and then if you want me to go away, I will." "Okay, but this had better be good!" he exclaimed. Kathy quietly said, "A few weeks ago, I told mama that I really wanted to go to college, but I was afraid of the boys I would run into there. I knew that sooner or later one of them would pry my panties off. I don't want to give my cherry to some college stud that will take it and then brag to all his friends. I also heard that the first time hurts a lot so I wanted to find someone that I really liked a lot. I told her that 'someone' was you. That's when she confessed your relationship with her to me, and why you had it, and everything." "Me? I am older than your father. You are like a daughter to me. I don't know if I could do it." One Man's Family "Please Bobby, do it for me!" cried Marissa. Bobby pondered the proposal carefully. "How would this work? I mean, you would still want to visit me, wouldn't you?" "Oh yes," said Marissa. "I could never give that up. But I know that once every two weeks is not enough for a guy like you. This will help you stay with me until I can get out of that house." "Will you do it, Uncle Bobby, please, please," begged Kathy. "I'll try, but you have to promise that if you want to stop, at any time, you must tell me and I'll stop. When would we start?" "Well, mama's going to stay with you today and I'll be around in a few days. OK?" "Okay," Bobby replied. Kathy said, "I love you, Uncle Bobby," And she gave him a big, wet kiss on the lips. Then she hopped up and went out the door. "You're full of surprises, you little minx," he told Marissa. "Oh god, Bobby, make love to me right this minute! I was so worried that you would turn us down." She sighed and leaned against him. He scooped her up and almost ran to the bedroom. She quickly got naked and then stripped him before he could say anything. Rubbing his cock with her tiny hands, she soon had him hard. She went to his dick and licked off the drop of precum that was forming there. The head popped into her mouth and she sucked it gently. But she wasn't here for a blow job. She was here for a lot of cock. She pushed him back on the bed, straddled his hips and guided his pole into her anxious snatch. "Ahhh, I feel so good! We must never, never stop this." Bobby unloaded a huge shot of pent up love potion into her hungry cunt. After they showered, she left. Once again, his world was empty. Four days later, he was puttering around the house when the doorbell rang. He went to the door in his jogging shorts and a t-shirt. It was Kathy. "Gee, Kathy, I wish you had called. I'm all grubby and sweaty," he said. "That's okay Uncle Bobby. I just got back from my morning jog, so I'm ready for a shower too." "Come on in. Sit on the sofa and I'll get us something to drink." "Thanks, I'm pretty thirsty," she winked at him. "I hope I'll be a lot thirstier later!" Bobby brought the sodas and sat down beside her. She took her drink and placed her hand high up on his thigh and gave it a little squeeze. "Mama said you have a big one," she said batting her eyes. "Can I see it?" "In good time girl. First we have to get to know each other better and take a shower. That's where you'll see it and learn how to handle it." He put his arm around her and held her tightly. She felt his muscles rippling under the shirt. Her heart was beating faster. "Can we shower now?" she asked. "Let's talk a little first. How much experience have you had with boys?" "I have kissed a few. I let one of them squeeze my boob. It was kind of nice, but scary. Like now." "Look at me," Bobby whispered and he leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. She grabbed his head and held him to her as she parted her lips and licked his mouth. He parted his lips and sucked her tongue into his mouth. They stroked each other's tongues as the kiss deepened. Finally coming up for air, Bobby announced, "Shower time!" She knew he was strong, but she didn't expect him to be able to lift her so effortlessly. He carried her to his bedroom and sat her down on the bed. She slid her tank top off and unfastened her bra revealing two little breasts that were identical to her mother's. He immediately took one in his hand and the other in his mouth. She tasted a little salty from her jogging, but it still tasted really good. She stood up and dropped her skirt. All that was left was her panties. He peeled his shirt off and dropped his shorts. His boxers hit the floor right behind them. "Mama was right!" she exclaimed. "You've got the biggest cock I ever saw in person!" He knelt before her and grabbed her panties, gently lowering them to the floor. Her pussy was a younger version of her mother's pussy. Small, bald, perfect. He leaned in and licked it gently. She shuddered. He stood up, took her hand and led her to the shower. The stinging spray of the shower was cold. Slowly, it warmed up. By the time it did, her nipples were sticking right straight out and were harder than diamonds. He got the soap and started lathering her body. He rubbed her little ass and then her legs. She thought she was going to pee when he started rubbing her pussy with his soapy hand. He thoroughly cleaned her tits and then moved up to her throat and face. She was moaning lightly by the time he got to her hair. He made sure she was completely clean and then washed her snatch again. Not because it was still sweaty, but because it was fun to watch her twitch when her touched her nether lips. He made sure he rinsed all the soap from her and then announced, "Your turn!" She had never washed a man before so she was a little hesitant about what to do first. "There is no way to screw up a shower," Bobby informed her, "so just do whatever you want." She nervously soaped her hands and started washing his big body. She soon realized that there was a lot more of him to wash than she thought. She knelt and washed his feet and legs, carefully avoiding his dick. She moved around behind him and washed his butt and back. Spinning him around, the chest and neck were next. Then his face. "You forgot something," he said with a smile. "I thought you would do that yourself," she shyly answered. "Not a chance! You do me like I did you." She soaped her hands and started washing his nuts. Then she grasped his cock. Looking uncertainly up to him, she had questions in her eyes. He just nodded and she slowly started stroking it. She felt it grow in her hands. She watched, amazed, as it slowly gained its maximum proportions. "Oh my God!" she exclaimed. "That'll never fit in my little pussy. You'll tear me apart." "Rinse me off and we'll go test your theory," Bobby answered. She had an unfamiliar feeling between her legs as they dried each other off and headed for the bedroom. He hoisted her in his arms and laid her gently in the middle of his bed. She was trembling, half in lust and half in fright. "Please don't hurt me, Uncle Bobby," she pled. "Are you going to do it now?" "No, we're a long way from that. By the time we get to that point, you will want it more than anything in the world! Now, open your legs and let me have a close look at your beautiful little pussy." Although she had been briefed by her mother, she really had no idea about what was going to happen. She watched him carefully as he started kissing her feet and legs. His kisses moved agonizingly slowly up the inside of her knees and then on to her thighs. She was panting and starting to move around. He kissed her pussy. She had never thought that a man would kiss her there or even want to. Her mind slammed into maximum horny as she felt his tongue lick the length of her slit. It felt like nothing she had ever experienced. She wanted more, a lot more. Bobby knew that he was doing something she liked because she was producing lots of love juice. He lapped at it eagerly and felt her surge under him. He stuck his tongue into her vagina as far as it would go. She was wiggling like a worm. He licked his way up to her clit. He took it gently between his lips and licked the tip. He licked a little harder and started to gently suck it. She sprang to life, humping his face as he munched her muffin. She couldn't stand it. She thrust her hips into the air and screamed. Her climax rippled over her, consuming her, possessing her, and she knew she never wanted anything more than this. He continued licking her and she started a continuous orgasm that lasted for minutes. Finally, he slid up her body and held her closely. "Please do it now," she whispered demurely, and spread her legs. Bobby moved between her legs, being careful not to crush her. "Last chance to back out. After this, I won't be able to stop," he quietly informed her. "We can't go back. I want this. I want you. Just love me. Do it now." She felt him slowly part her lips and slide his cock gently into her. She felt his cock hit the thin barrier of her hymen. Her eyes were tightly shut, anticipating great pain. Then she felt the flimsy barrier break as he slid his cock in deeper. She felt almost no pain at all! Her pussy was full. It was great! She almost cried with relief, but instead, she murmured, "Fuck me hard, fuck me now." This was the tightest pussy he had ever been in. It was a velvet vise. He pressed forward until he had all of it in her. The rhythm of love started. It grew faster and faster, accelerated by mutual lust. Bobby was very close to a climax, but he wanted her to cum first. He started very long strokes and soon her breath grew ragged and she had a light sheen of perspiration. Her movements were erratic and hard. When he felt her pussy clamping down on his cock, he knew the time had come. She screamed again and lost control of her body. Her head thrashed from side to side as he emptied his swollen balls into her tunnel. She couldn't speak for several minutes. When she could, she said,"Oh wow! That was the best feeling I ever had! It didn't even hurt much. Oh, I love you Uncle Bobby. We can never stop this. This is forever!" "I seem to have created a sex maniac, "Bobby commented. "Yes, I am a sex maniac, but only for you, my love, only for you." "So how long can you stay with me?" Bobby asked. "It's Friday. I can stay until next Tuesday." "This should be more fun than the law allows." Bobby remarked. "What are you doing for clothes?" "I brought a small suitcase with me just in case you turned out to be everything mama said you would be. It's in the back seat. Go get it while I clean up a little. Mama said you know all kinds of neat stuff. I want to try all of it!" "My, you are a crafty little female. I'll have to keep an eye on you!" As soon as he retrieved her small suitcase, he licked her entire body, sucking up all the sweat. "I'm a little sore, so take it easy with me for a while," she breathed. She was in heaven! She came again while he was sucking on her armpit. Just about everything he tried on her caused an orgasm. Still, he licked on. Finally he reached her lips. Once again he sucked her tongue into his mouth and sucked hard on it. She squirmed and tried to laugh because it felt so good, but couldn't do it because her tongue was deep in his mouth. Finally, they broke the kiss and lay there panting like a pair of dogs. "Oh, Uncle Bobby, we have to do this again and again and again." She moaned. "I love you too baby girl. I want you too. You're a very sweet and beautiful woman and I don't want you to leave." "Can I move in with you, Uncle Bobby?" she asked, wide eyed. "Next year baby girl. Next year I'll have all of you with me." "Super!" she exclaimed. "I'll make those plans right now." "You make some plans to go to college, just like you were going to. You must get an education. You can still be my little sex maniac when you come home on weekends and breaks. Let's get some sleep. We have all weekend to play." He curled his arms around her and put her in the 'spoon' position. "I love this! I want to do this all the time!" she remarked, "I have never felt safer than when I am in your arms. Hold me tight and don't let go." She could feel his cock resting against her ass. She awoke early in the morning and had her first experience with 'morning wood'. She could feel his dick between her thighs. She had thought he was awake and trying to get it in again. Soon she discovered that he was still asleep. She reached between her legs and rubbed his cock. She grabbed it and felt it pulse and twitch. "All right!" she thought. "Maybe I can get it in me and not wake him up." Bobby slowly woke up and realized that he was fucking someone. As his mind started to focus, he remembered the events of last night and he remembered it was Kathy. Somehow the little sex maniac had managed to stuff his cock into her pussy while he was still asleep. She suddenly realized that he was awake. "Good morning," she sighed. "I may have to keep you around forever," he replied. He felt her tighten on him and wondered how long she had been fucking him. He was feeling ready to shoot, too, but he tried hard to hold off until she came. He reached around her and tickled her clit. She squeaked, once, twice, three times and rammed her butt back into him as hard as she could. She was cumming hard as he released his baby juice into her hungry snatch. "I'm never gonna fuck anybody but you," she flatly stated. They got up and showered. After playing slap and tickle under the water, they dried off and went into the living room. "Do you want to eat here or shall we go out?" she asked. "Let's go out. I haven't had breakfast out in a long time," he replied. They stayed together until Tuesday and then she had to go home. He had taught her many things and she was a willing, bright student. As he watched her drive away, Bobby thought, "I really wish she could stay, but she almost fucked me to death this weekend. Can I keep up with her and her mom?" She visited him every two or three days, somehow managing to avoid meeting her mother at Bobby's. In late August, she started college and could only see him on the weekends. Marissa still came to him at two week intervals, so he had plenty of pussy. He loved them dearly and didn't want to ever let them go. He started making plans for the next summer. They included some surprises for both of them. Roger, of course, continued to be an asshole. Bobby suspected he was making it on the side with one or more of the girls that were part of his little clique. As far as he could determine, Roger had never made love to Marissa again. Bobby didn't care, in fact, he was glad that Roger wasn't fucking hi sweetheart. He and Roger were not really friends after the beating incident. Fall turned into winter and winter turned into spring. The weekend trysts with Kathy were working well, as were the visits from Marissa. In early May it suddenly dawned on him that Kim's graduation was just a couple of weeks away. He prepared his 'summer surprise', finalizing his grand plan. Kathy would be on summer break soon. Everything was right on schedule. The middle of May arrived and with it Marissa. After their usual hour long greeting in bed to each other, Bobby handed her a card. The name and phone number of his lawyer were on it. "Go this week and file for divorce. This guy will help you." "Roger will be awfully mad. Maybe you should be there when they serve the papers" she said with a tear in her eye. "Don't worry about that. The sheriff will serve him. You'll be with me when he gets them. Kim will be graduating in two weeks. Move in with me right away. Don't tell Roger where you're going. Take all your stuff out of the house and bring it here. Bring Kim, too. As soon as she is out of school, we'll move to a property I've bought in Seattle. Roger's going to be pissed, but we'll get a restraining order so he can't get at you when he receives the papers. We'll make him think you are going to San Diego. I have spoken to the attorney and he thinks we can have the divorce finalize within two months" "Bobby, are you sure you want to do this? You have a life here." "With my annuities and savings I can have the same life anywhere. We'll be married in Las Vegas on our way to Seattle. The lawyer already knows where we'll be, so divorce papers shouldn't be a problem. If we have to come back here to go to court, we'll make sure that the court knows what an abusive bastard he is." "Thank you, my love. I had lost all hope of getting out of that house. Now, it's happening. I'll tell Kim. She wants to leave too." "Let's go get something to eat. Then you can go home and start packing!" Marissa left after lunch and Bobby called his lawyer and told him the deal was a "go." He also told him of his plans for the future. "Just let me know where you'll be and what your phone number is in case there are any last minute hang-ups. We'll take care of serving Roger and I'll have my investigator inform him of what we're gonna do to him if he fights it. I'm sure that after he cools down he will understand," the attorney said. The next day Marissa and Kim showed up, bag and baggage. Bobby helped them into the house and stored their stuff. Kim said, "I already know about you and mom. I'm so happy for her. Maybe at last she can find happiness. I think that you two getting married is a great idea. Daddy was always pretty mean to all of us. Now he can be mean to his herd of sluts!" "I've already called Kathy and told her your plan. She thinks it's a year too late. She'll be here Friday night," Marissa said. "Did you tell her about Seattle?" Bobby asked. "Yes, and she said she'll be happy to get out of California. Her only regret was that she won't be old enough to play blackjack when we go through Las Vegas." "Uncle Bobby, how did you ever manage to buy a house in Seattle? That must have cost a lot of money?" "When I was younger I made a lot of money and instead of spending it on women and drink, I invested it. I'm not in the Bill Gates class of multi-billionaire, but I've got a buck or two." "Well, I guess that means you're gonna be my daddy, right?" "If your mother hasn't changed her mind, I will be your daddy." "I always wanted a great, big, nice daddy like you. I love you already. What are we going to do about school?" "The house I bought is not far from the University of Washington. Both of you can enroll there or anywhere, for that matter. We'll get you some wheels and you won't be relying on anyone for transportation. In fact, maybe you and your sister should fly up there and get your fall enrollment started now. If you run into problems, have them call me." Two days later, the sheriff served Roger with the divorce papers. His only comment was, "They can't keep the cars. They are in my name. They can keep the bitch, too." He signed the service notice and went back inside to his beer and his sluts. He was somehow relieved. He had never really liked Marissa and now he was glad to get rid of her at no cost to himself. One month later, the girls returned from Seattle. They got there on the same day that the divorce became final. Bobby's house had been sold. He traded his Cadillac on a Suburban, loaded it with women and their stuff and headed for Las Vegas. He checked them into the Luxor in two suites, one for him and his wife and one for the girls. They got the marriage license the next day. The ceremony was brief, as are most Nevada weddings. "We'll have a proper wedding in Seattle," he told her, "That'll give us two chances to honeymoon!" The girls got into a taxi and went to see the sights. Bobby and Marissa, now man and wife, went back to the hotel. As they got out of the elevator, Bobby scooped her up and carried her into their room. He put her down and said, "You are my love and my life. The honeymoon starts right now!" "I can't wait, either!" she excitedly replied as she jumped into bed. "Come and get it, big boy!" Not bothering to take off her clothes, Bobby reached under her skirt and yanked her panties down. His pants hit the floor along with his underwear. He flipped her skirt up over her head and immediately started licking her pussy. "YES, YES," she squealed. She humped his face and soon covered it with her love offering. She managed, somehow, to wriggle out of her skirt and bra. The only clothing left between them was his shirt. He drove his tongue into her vagina and wiggled it rapidly. She moaned and grunted as she came hard. While she was coming down, he divested himself of his shirt. Now they were skin to skin. Heat to heat. Love to love. "I just couldn't wait," Bobby explained. "I have to have you." And he slid his dick into her channel. Pumping hard, first slow, then fast, then slow again, he was driving her mad with lust. One Man's Family "This is better than the first time!" she whispered as her orgasm overtook her senses. "Oh, God, please don't ever let this end!" "I love you more than life," vowed Bobby. "You are finally mine. I'll keep you forever." Two days later they drove up I-15 to I-90 in southern Montana, west over the Rockies to the flat lands of Eastern Washington, through the Cascades and finally into Seattle. They all checked into a downtown hotel while waiting for their house to be readied for occupancy. Bobby carried Marissa through the front door of the eight thousand square foot home. It was huge. She had never been in a house this big and now it was hers! It was completely devoid of furnishings. The walls were all white. There was a tennis court and a guest house on the back lot. "Bobby, it is a beautiful house, but there is no furniture. The walls need painting," she said. "That's your first job. Take the girls and go buy some furniture. Get a painter to color this any way you want it. Please, though, not too much red." "I don't have any money," giggled Marissa. "Here are two credit cards and a bankbook. Use the bank if you find something you want at a place that doesn't take credit cards." She looked in the bankbook. There was eighty thousand dollars in the account. Her eyes bugged out. "How much are the credit cards worth?" she asked "They are a hundred thousand each," he informed her. "You're going to get lots of extra pussy for this. What are you going to do while we girls are furnishing the house?" "I don't like that kind of stuff. I'll go fishing for a couple of weeks. I'll leave you the number at Westport where you can reach me. If you run out of money in the account, call me and I'll get it refilled. Let's go buy some cars." The girls wanted sports cars, so he bought a Corvette for Kim and a Porsche for Kathy. He bought a Mercedes 600 for Marissa. They all got gas cards and cell phones. They went back to the hotel. Bobby once again carried Marissa across a threshold. She was crying when he sat her on the bed. "What's the matter, honey?" he asked. "I am so happy. I never knew you had money. I thought you were just like the rest of us." "I didn't want anyone down south to know because if they know you have money, they treat you differently. A little farming town was just what I needed after the rigors of Wall Street. Are you disappointed?" "Oh, no! I'm just surprised. All of a sudden I have everything I ever wanted, including you!" She shoved her tongue in his mouth and dragged him down beside her. "Now we can make love every day, when ever we want," she said. "We have to watch ourselves when the girls are around," Bobby replied. "Speaking of the girls, what are we going to do about Kathy? I think she's in love with me." "I don't mind if you make love to her. After all, I'm the one who talked you into it in the first place. Besides, I'm sure that now that her fears have been alleviated, she'll soon find some young man to be with. My question is, what about Kim? She knows that you are bedding with Kathy and me. She has already asked me some rather personal things about it. I think if she wants you to take her virginity, you should, just to be fair." "I'm sure she will also find someone her age to love soon. I would help her with her first experience, but I would like to see her get that on her own. If she isn't afraid of it, why should I do it at all? Why don't you ask her what she wants? That way, we'll all be playing the same game." "I love you, Bobby. You not only saved us, but you are wise." "You're just saying that so you can get in my pants!" "See I told you that you were wise, c'mere!" She took off her blouse and bra. Her pretty little tits were standing at attention. She took off his shirt and pants, then his boxers. She wriggled out of the rest of her clothes and snuggled into him. He lifted her over him and sat her down with her crotch on his belly. It was leaking girl juice on him. "See how easy you are? I want you right now!" she exclaimed as she slid her little rump down his body. When she got to his pole, she gave a little jump and impaled herself on his thick prick while he played with her nipples. It took ten minutes for her to cum on him. She would cum about every five minutes after that until finally, she lost complete control as a tsunami of passion overtook her. In the middle of her sweet expression, Bobby shot wad after wad of his potent love juice into her pussy. She collapsed on top of him, completely spent. They were sweating profusely, exchanging even these fluids. Bobby knew now that he was complete. For him, the mystery of man and woman was solved. A man could not live without a woman, at least not happily. The missing link in his personal evolution was installed. He was complete. Marissa, too, felt that something profound had just happened. She sensed the change in Bobby almost immediately. Before he could speak, she whispered, "I know, my love, I know. I will love you forever. You are mine!" He simply nodded his agreement and took her lips again. The afternoon was spent writhing in passionate exchange. They couldn't get enough of each other. The girls knocked on their door that evening. "Hi! What have you been up to?" Kim asked with a sly smile. "I've been showing your new daddy some Filipino magic." Marissa laughed. "If you old folks aren't too tired, why don't you take us to dinner down on the waterfront?" queried Kathy. "Sounds good to me," answered Bobby. "Give us a little time to get a shower." "Having seen you in the shower before, that could take two hours," Kathy quipped. "Don't worry, we'll hurry," replied Marissa. They enjoyed a sumptuous meal at Ivar's overlooking Puget Sound. The food was delicious, the service exemplary. Finishing the meal, Bobby asked, "What are you two doing tonight?" "We're taking my car up to the 'U', but before we go, let's go home. There is something I want to talk to you about," said Kim. They got out of the Suburban and entered the house. "Come with me," Bobby said to Kim. She followed him into the library. As he sat down, she said, "Okay, daddy, here's the deal. I know that you have been sleeping with mom for at least three years. I know you have also been pleasuring Kathy for a year. I know why momma did it, but why did Kathy do it?" "Your mother and Kathy came to me one day and proposed that I take Kathy's cherry. She was afraid of the college boys and said she wanted to give it to someone she loved. She decided that was me. Your mother readily agreed and we arranged for conjugal visits on a more or less regular basis. That's pretty much the whole story." "I thought it must be something like that. I have talked to mom and Kathy about their relations with you and I think that whatever they want is just fine. I'm not sure whether I want in on the fun or not." "Sweetheart, I don't want you doing anything you are not 100% sure about. If you want it, I will do it for you. If you want to wait a while, I understand. You are old enough to decide what your sexual relations should be. You are in college now. Go ahead and experiment if you want. Just remember two things. Always protect yourself until you find the right guy. Number two is, I am always here for you. That will never change. I love you and I want you to be happy." She jumped onto his lap, and gave him a big smooch on the lips. "You are the best daddy in the whole world. I was so worried that you would be angry or disappointed. Now I know what real love is!" She hopped off his lap and went to meet Kathy. The girls sped away to the tune of squealing tires. "I've got to give them a safe driving lecture," he thought as he strode down the hall to his waiting wife. She was lying naked on the bed when he got to the bedroom. He shucked his clothes and dove in beside her, engulfing her in his arms. He nuzzled her neck and whispered, "One man's family. You started as one man's family and you are still one man's family. It's just two different men!" He petted her and loved her. He knew he would never stop.