11 comments/ 332979 views/ 126 favorites Living With Uncle John Ch. 01 By: Goldeniangel Author's Note: This story does not contain actual intercourse, but does have MF sexual interaction with some elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance. Enjoy! ----------------------------------------- "Now you do everything you Uncle tells you to, you hear me?" asked her mother. "Yes Mother," Brenda replied obediently. Her Uncle John could barely believe his good fortune... his sister April was leaving his delectable niece, just turned 18, with him for the next YEAR while she went away on business! Apparently April had blocked out all the fun that they had growing up together, but he well remembered his experimentation with his sister... and now she was leaving her daughter, her spitting image, with him! He just smiled and tried to look as responsible as possible while his sister said goodbye. Brenda was a total innocent, everything about her said 'untouched'. Her mother had kept her home-schooled and without much of a social life... everything was about God and Christianity. John was amused that his sister had become such a vehement Born-Again-Christian, especially when she'd been so wild growing up. But perhaps that was part of it... she hadn't wanted for her daughter to make the same mistakes she had in life. April had gotten pregnant by her boyfriend at age 16, and he'd cut out long before Brenda was even born. Now April had done a very good job of raising her daughter in total innocence, and for some reason trusted her brother enough to take care of Brenda in her absence. Well that was true enough, he'd make sure Brenda didn't get pregnant... birth control pills in her drink every morning from now on! Of course, he still wouldn't be able to fuck her for the first month, but there were plenty of other things that he could do in the mean time. He smiled benignly as his sister drove away. ******************************************** Brenda was enjoying living with her Uncle, he was so very kind and helpful, showing her things around town and making sure that she was always occupied. He was also very playful, she'd found, and she always had good fun wrestling with him. Sometimes his hands would touch her in places that she found a little uncomfortable, but after all, he was her Uncle, he wouldn't do something like that on purpose. At night they would cuddle up and watch a movie, his fingers stroking along her arm... it made her skin tingle. Then one night he suggested a poker game... and gave her a sweet juice drink with a very full taste. "What is this?" she asked, liking the tang of it. "It's called a Pineapple Upside Down Cake," smiled Uncle John. A very good drink for a first time drinker like Brenda, half pineapple juice, half Malibu Rum and a splash of grenadine... very sweet and it didn't taste like alcohol, but would def get her drunk. Especially as a first timer. Halfway through the game Brenda was feeling very warm, she was talking a lot and giggling incessantly. Uncle John seemed to be looking at her strangely though. She wanted to ask why but she didn't seem to be able to form the question. "I know," said Uncle John, "Why don't we up the stakes a bit, hmmm? Let's play some strip-poker." "Strip-poker?" Brenda asked doubtfully, her mind was buzzing but it seemed like there was something wrong with that. "Yeah," he smiled, his voice charmingly convincing, "It's not really poker with just chips... you have to have real stakes to make it an exciting game." Well, that seemed to make sense. "Ok," said Brenda, taking another gulp of her drink. It tasted to smooth and rich... and she giggled, feeling a little light-headed, "How do we play?" "Every hand, whoever is the loser, has to take off a piece of clothing." "Oh..." said Brenda, getting quiet very quickly. She tried to think very hard about what was wrong with this idea. Something was... she knew that something was. "Don't chicken out on me now girl," her Uncle John said, laughing. Laughing at her it seemed. A flash of anger, "I'm not." "Ok then," and he dealt the cards. Brenda lost the first hand. Thinking very hard, she took off a sock. Her Uncle was disappointed, but he covered it well. She lost the next hand too, taking off her other sock. When she lost the third hand, she just sat there, slightly flushed. Finally, after much teasing, she pulled off her shirt. Although she didn't notice it, her Uncle John was staring hungrily at her breasts, small and pert and gently cupped by her bra, all through the next hand. Which he lost. He removed a sock as she crowed with glee, bouncing in her chair and causing her small breasts to jiggle enticingly. When she lost the next hand, she had to think very hard before deciding to remove her pants. She was still wearing underwear after all... John was both disappointed and aroused by her plain cotton underwear. He'd have liked to see more, but it also reaffirmed her innocence, cupping her young flesh ever so gently. Brenda was feeling very nervous though, even through her alcoholic haze, and John noticed, so he made sure to lose the next round and take off his own shirt. Then he won and Brenda sat there. "Come on honey," he coaxed, "Don't be such a chicken, I don't have anything covering my upper body at all now do I?" It took some effort for Brenda to focus, but she saw the truth of his words. Hesitantly, she reached behind herself and undid her bra, letting her pert breasts fall out... cool air brushed across her nipples, making them harden slightly. Blushing, she tried to cover herself with her hands. "It's ok sweetie," John said laughingly, "You don't have anything I haven't seen before." Pink-cheeked, Brenda realized that her Uncle was speaking the truth. It did make sense to her now, drunken sense but that was the only kind she had at the moment. Slowly she let her hands fall from her small, pale breasts... John stared at them hungrily. They were so young and firm, little handfuls with sweet pink nipples... and distracting enough that he lost the next hand without meaning to. So he removed his pants, thankful that his boxers were pretty good at hiding his swollen dick... he wasn't sure just how innocent or drunk Brenda was. She was getting used to having her breasts displayed though, not even blushing anymore or noticing as they jiggled in the air. Then she lost the next round. Now there was no pink her cheeks, she was very pale. "I can't," she said, standing next to the table, "I just can't." "Come on honey," John said firmly, "You lost, that means you have to take off everything." "It's wrong," she said stubbornly, it was one thought that she'd managed to find in her drunken haze and she was holding onto it. John could see that she wasn't going to give in on this one at the moment, sighing he thought quickly. "Well you can't just have no penalty..." and he pretended to think hard, "Ok, how about you don't have to take off your panties, but I get to touch you." "Touch me?" she asked. "Yeah, just a little bit." he smiled encouragingly, "And I won't do anything that you don't like, I promise." Brenda thought hard for a moment before nodding slowly, "Ok... that seems ok..." "Good!" John exclaimed, "Then come here and sit on my lap." Brenda walked forward unsteadily, practically falling onto him. John settled his niece so that she was straddling his waist, those pretty pert breasts right in his face. He slid his hands down her back, savoring the feel of her young, soft skin... then his hands slid up her sides and he was cupping her breasts. "Wait..." said Brenda, something was wrong, she knew something was wrong. "It's ok honey," John said, rubbing his fingers across her nipples and bringing them to full hardness. Brenda moaned a little, her unfocused eyes looking at her Uncle in confusion, "It feels good doesn't it?" "Yes..." gasped Brenda as he squeezed her breasts. "If it feels good, don't you like it?" And he pinched her nipples slightly, continuing to squeeze her tender breast flesh. Brenda was starting to rub her pussy against him without even realizing it, a wet spot forming on the crotch of her panties. "Yeah... I do I guess." she sighed, feeling like there was something wrong but not able to figure out what it was. John leaned forward and took one pert nipple into his mouth, flicking the swollen bud with his tongue. Brenda gasped and began to rub herself against his thigh even harder. It felt so good, sending a rush of energy through her pussy and she shivered with the unfamiliar sensations that were running through her. Her hands were on the back of his head without her realizing it, pressing her Uncle more firmly into her breast as he began to pinch and twist her other nipple. Biting down on the tender bud, John pulled his head back, making her back arch as her nipple stretched, she let out a cry of half pain half pleasure until he let the tender nubbin pop back out of his mouth. "So if it feels good and you like it, then you want it right?" he said conversationally, before lowering his head to her other nipple. "Oh god yes..." Brenda moaned, she was practically humping him now, her pussy splayed and wet, rubbing against his hard dick through the thin fabric of her panties and his boxers. John kept playing with her breasts, his mouth and hands becoming rougher as his niece rubbed herself against him... when she began to cum, her small, young body thrashing on top of him, John couldn't help but cum too... her pussy was pressed against him and molesting her breasts had him so turned on. Finally she sagged on top of him, murmuring, "I don't know if I feel so good now..." The alcohol had gotten to her. Carefully, John picked her up in his arms, one hand cradling her firm ass through her panties and the other wrapped around her back and cupping her breast. He continued to squeeze and rub her young flesh as he took her upstairs, practically passed out in his arms. Laying her down on the bed, he somewhat regretted that she was passed out... he had no inclination to play with her knocked out like that. Sighing, he decided to go shower off, since he'd made such a mess in his boxers. Living With Uncle John Ch. 02 Author's Note: This story does not involve actual intercourse, it involves MF mutual masturbation, spanking, and slow seduction. Enjoy! --------------------------------------- For days after the poker game Brenda still wasn't sure what had happened, she knew that she'd woken up in just her panties, and that her nipples were a little sore... her head hurt. But she couldn't quite remember the events of the night. Sometimes Uncle John would look at her strangely now, a kind of light in his eyes that she didn't quite understand. But nothing else strange happened, and so she dismissed it, until one day she was standing on a ladder in the kitchen, looking for a pitcher, and managed to knock over every single glass on a shelf. The shattering glass made her jump, and fortunately she didn't fall off the step-ladder, but the loud crashing made Uncle John run into the room to see what was the matter. Large and small slivers of glass were all around her on the floor, the counter, and the steps of the ladder. She was barefoot. Seeing her predicament, Uncle John said, "Don't move." He hurried and got a bucket and a vacuum, picking up the largest pieces of glass and then vacuuming up the slivers. Looking up at her, he frowned, picking pieces of glass out of the cuffs of her pants. "You know," he said, "I'm not even sure I can get all the slivers of glass, I'd hate for you to cut yourself when you move. Take off your shirt and your pants and we'll put those in the bucket too." Uncle John's voice was so normal, so reasonable, that she was reaching for the hem of her shirt before she realized what she was doing. Immediately she stopped. "What?" she asked, now unsure that she'd heard him correctly. "Take off your shirt and your pants," he said a little impatiently. Looking up at her expression he sighed, showing a little bit of frustration at her hesitation, "Come on Brenda, I saw you in your bra and panties already, when we played poker. You can keep them on, I doubt any glass got into them." Although she felt like it was wrong, she also knew that she'd committed a foul by breaking all the glasses... and she did vaguely remember sitting in her bra and panties at the poker table. It seemed a little silly to raise a huge fuss when he'd already seen her like that, especially since she was the one who'd committed the faux pax. "Alright," she muttered, and took off her shirt and pants. She felt very exposed, with the curve of her breast showing at the top of the bra, her thin white panties seeming to be very little protection against the penetrating gaze of her Uncle. Once she'd climbed down the ladder and started walking down the hall, John followed her and stopped her before she started to climb the steps. "You know," John said, "Those were an awful lot of expensive glasses, I can't just let you go without some kind of punishment for breaking all of them." Brenda stopped, sighing. Her mother was the same way, she'd have thrown a fit if Brenda had done that at home... she nodded, "Alright, I guess I'm grounded for a month huh?" She was glum, she'd been looking forward to going to the pool since it was opening that weekend. "No," smiled John, "I know how you've been looking forward to swimming, and I don't think that breaking my glasses merits that kind of punishment... in fact, I think it'll be better to just get it over with here and now." "What do you mean?" asked Brenda. "Come on," Uncle John pulled on her arm, leading her into the living room. Sitting on the couch, his weight on her arm unbalanced her and he pulled her across his lap, face down. "What are you DOING?" Brenda repeated, but more startled now and a little frightened as well. "You've never had a good old fashioned spanking?" asked John, more than a little startled. "NO!" Brenda struggled to get up, but her Uncle's strong hands held her in place. "Chill," he said, stroking her back, "My dad used to punish me and your mom with a spanking all the time." Brenda's struggles slowed, she couldn't imagine her upright mother in any kind of trouble, much less this kind of position, "He did?" "Yep," John smoothed his hand over her back and panty-covered ass, making her wriggle a little as she felt uncomfortable with her Uncle's hand touching her there. Ignoring her wriggling, he cupped the bottom of her ass so that his fingers curved into her crack, "Now hold still... I think you deserve about twenty spanks." "This position is uncomfortable though," Brenda whined, trying to think of any way to get out of this, "Your lap isn't big enough for me..." To her dismay, her Uncle's solution for that was to put his arm under her upper body... and not by accident did his positioning cause his hand to cup her breast. Brenda opened her mouth to protest... SLAP! She shrieked instead, the heavy blow to her tender flesh making her body jerk from the pain. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! John wished that he could actually SEE his niece's tender cheeks turning red under his hand, but her panties kept him from having much of a visual. Still, now that she was distracted by the pain he was able to slip his hand inside her bra and rub her nipple as he spanked her, his cock jerking against her as she was sprawled across his lap. Shrieking and thrashing, tears spilled down Brenda's cheeks as her ass turned red, she wasn't even concentrating on how many times he spanked her... It wasn't until he stopped that she realized his hand was inside her bra, and that her stomach felt funny. Something hard pressed into her from the side, and she wanted very badly to get up. "Well now, that was a very good punishment, don't you think?" Uncle John said, his hand sliding under her panties to caress her red ass. Brenda whimpered as he touched her sore flesh. "Please stop, Uncle John," she pleaded, "I don't think you should be touching me like that... and my punishment's over." "I know sweetheart," he said, "I'm going to help you feel a little better, I think I might have punished you too much." His fingers slipped down to the silky satin of her pussy and he stroked his fingers along her wet flesh... Brenda gasped. It felt so strange, so wrong... and as he pinched her nipple and stroked her wet slit she began wriggling for a different reason. She lost her voice as his experienced fingers searched out her clit, rubbing the tender nub as he twisted her nipple, teasing her hole with his fingers. "Oh please stop..." she whimpered. "You don't mean that." Uncle John's voice was a hushed whisper, that hard thing in his lap pressing against her more insistently as his fingers stirred her pussy juices. Fire brightened in her, and she felt herself craving something... needing something... desire like a bitch in heat, as her Uncle asked, "Do you really want me to stop?" "No..." Brenda arched, her pussy spasming as he rubbed her clit. She didn't want him to stop, she need to scratch that itch that he was building, her body needed the completion that his fingers were promising. One finger slid into her heated channel, making her cry out as the thick digit stretched her open for the first time, and his thumb pressed insistently against her clit. She writhed on her Uncle's lap, her first sober orgasm making her body tingle all over, waves of pleasure shuddering through her. Something told her that this had happened before, that it had happened the night they'd played poker... and that her body had been wanting it to happen ever since. She moaned as her orgasm dwindled, his finger moving around inside of her body... she tightened her pussy around it, not sure that she liked the feeling. Uncle John pulled it out. "Now doesn't that feel better," he asked. Strangely enough, her ass didn't hurt as much anymore... it still hurt a little, but not as bad as it had. "Yes," she mumbled, blushing and feeling violated. His hand was still inside her bra, his fingers still stroking her wetness even though he'd removed his finger from inside her. "Good then," he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice, "Now, I think I deserve a thank you for helping you out, with the glasses and just now." "Thank you Uncle John," Brenda said fervently as she slid off of his lap, eager to get away from him. She felt very embarrassed at the strange reactions that he'd coaxed from her body. "Now don't go away," Uncle John said, "I appreciate the verbal thank you, but there's something that I want very badly that you can give me in return for my favors to you." Brenda was kneeling on the floor, looking at him with her flushed cheeks, her ass still sore, "What?" Smiling, John reached down and pulled out his cock, gripping it in his hand so that she could see the eager swollen flesh. Brenda's eyes got very big. "Do you know what this is?" he asked, fisting it. "It's... it's your man-thing." Brenda said, her mouth had gone very dry and it was as though she couldn't take her eyes off the reddish angry head. "You can call it my dick or my cock," he told her, "Now I would really appreciate it if you would come over her and use your hands on it so that I don't have to use my own." Nervously, Brenda scooted forward. Her hands rested on his thighs as he let go of his shaft, and she looked up at him hesitantly. Uncle John looked back at her expectantly. Taking a deep breath, Brenda wrapped her right hand around the swollen shaft, carefully sliding up and down. "Very good..." moaned Uncle John, leaning back, "Just keep doing that sweetheart... and use your other hand on my balls..." his hand guided her, showing her how to gently squeeze him as she masturbated him with her other hand. Watching her innocent face, Uncle John pushed his hips upwards... her mouth was open, lips slightly parted as she breathed, two spots of pink on her cheeks. Brenda was embarrassed, curious and ashamed all at once. She knew that what was happening was wrong, but she couldn't quite define why - since her mother had taught her virtually nothing about these kinds of things - and she couldn't figure out how to stop it. John wanted very badly to push her head down over his dick, press his meat between those parted lips... but he had a feeling that might cross the line at the moment. So he just kept letting her fist him, her hesitant fingers rolling his balls between them... and then he gasped, his hips thrusting forward and he sprayed cum over her... it hit her cheek and her bra-covered breasts, spreading over her chest... Brenda jerked back but it was too late. The last spurts fell onto her smooth, pale stomach. "Ah..." sighed Uncle John as he began to soften in his niece's hand, "Thank you very much Brenda." "You're welcome," she replied automatically. Then she just knelt there, looking at him with wide eyes and his cum dripping off of her face, "May I go now?" "Yes," he smiled, "Go take a shower sweetheart, clean yourself off." Brenda nodded and hurried away from him, not knowing how she felt at the entire situation but feeling a desperate need to get away. Uncle John just sat there, basking the in after-glow of touching her young body and having her finally touch him... she was so easily manipulated. They were going to have such fun traveling this path that he'd laid at their feet... Living With Uncle John Ch. 03 Author's Note: This story does not contain actual intercourse, it has MF oral sex and masturbation with elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance. Enjoy! -------------------------------------- Uncle John left Brenda alone for a few days after spanking her sweet bottom and getting a hand job from her... at first she was very wary of him, but as he didn't do anything strange she relaxed again. Now her pussy clamored for attention sometimes, when she was on her own, but she felt like it would be wrong and dirty for her to touch herself there... her mother had always told her that her place down there was gross. Only a husband should touch her there, and only to make babies... of course, that wasn't stopping her from thinking about how good Uncle John had made her feel there. She hadn't even known that was possible. Now that John felt like his niece was relaxing around him again, he started looking for another opportunity to play with her young body. One morning, when she was in the shower, he decided to take advantage of it. When he opened the door she was obviously very startled. Peeking her head around the shower curtain and seeing her Uncle, Brenda asked, "Uncle John? What are you doing?" "Hey sweetheart," he said, "I'm in a bit of a rush and my showerhead is broken, I need to just hop in there with you." She felt a small rush of fear as he began pulling off her clothes, "It's ok Uncle John, I can get out." "No, no," he said smiling, "I wouldn't want to inconvenience you. Besides, it's been awhile since I've had someone help me wash." It had been awhile for her too, her mother had stopped bathing her as soon as she was sure that Brenda could handle being in a shower on her own. She wanted very much to protest, but it was Uncle John's house, and he was pulling back the shower curtain and climbing in before she could even say anything. This was the first time that he'd ever seen her completely naked, and John couldn't help his eyes from lingering on Brenda's sweet, young pussy. His cock began to swell a bit as he brushed by her into the spray of water. "Really, Uncle John," she said almost pleadingly, "I think it might be better if I got out." Brenda was trying to cover herself with her hands and not doing a very good job of it. "Nonsense," he said, "At least, you can't go before washing my back, I can never quite reach all of it." Smiling, he handed her a bar of soap and turned his back to her. Without his eyes on her and that swollen dick that he'd made her fist earlier that week, Brenda felt a little better. So she stepped forward and began soaping his back, eager to finish and get out of the shower. Uncle John smiled as she hurriedly rubbed his back with soap, then he turned around. "Thank you so much Brenda, here how about I return the favor." "But..." she didn't get more than the one word out before Uncle John was taking the soap from her hands and turning her around. But instead of just using the bar of soap on her body, he was rubbing the soap onto his hands and then smoothing them over her body. Brenda trembled a little as his hands came around her sides, touching the curves of her breasts. She tried to hold her arms tightly against her sides, but then his hands just traveled down to her ass and slid between her legs. "I think I'm clean now," she said quickly, stepping into the spray of water to rinse herself off. "Almost," said Uncle John, and now he was blatantly looking at her pussy and frowning. "What's wrong?" Brenda asked, startled by his expression. Shrugging his shoulders, Uncle John replied, "Well, it's not very clean there with all that hair. I wouldn't something to happen to you when we could prevent it... I think we need to make sure you have better hygiene." And before Brenda could protest he was kneeling in front of her and rubbing soap into the hair just above her pussy... it felt good. "Please stop," she asked, wanting to back away but having no where to go in the small confines of the shower. "Now Brenda, your mother told me to take care of you, and that includes your health." Uncle John pulled out the razor that she'd just used to shave her legs and began to shave her pussy. "Oh god..." whispered Brenda, closing her eyes against the sight of her mound being shorn, smooth skin appearing underneath the razor's edge. John's cock jerked as he shaved his niece, spreading her thighs to get to all the hairs. She was becoming completely vulnerable to him, and her pussy was glistening and pink... he knew that she wanted him to touch it. Indeed, her pussy was feeling even more sensitive without its covering of hair, and there was something that did feel good about Uncle John touching her there. His fingers slid along her slit and Brenda's eyes popped open. "Are you done?" she asked, frantically trying to think of something to say that would make him stop. "I'm just making sure that I got all of them," Uncle John said, smiling up at her through the water as he started to rub her pussy with his fingers. He could see that her nipples were hard, even though the water in the shower was very hot, so he knew that she was very turned on. Brenda shivered, his fingers on her rubbery flesh felt very good... it made her heat up from the inside, a fire that had nothing to do with the warm temperature of the water. Leaning back against the ceramic tile of the shower, Brenda felt her Uncle's fingers exploring her cleft, his hot breath on her thigh. She was about to ask him to stop again when his tongue flicked out and licked along the center of her slit, making her gasp and completely forget her question. He did it again, and then he pressed forward and upward, his mouth meeting her pussy and sucking on the tender flesh. Brenda gasped and quivered above him, feeling her knees weaken as the most incredible sensations spiraled in her body. One of Uncle John's hands was on her thigh, keeping her legs spread, but the other reached up and began to squeeze her breasts, pinching her hard rubbery nipple with his fingers. She moaned as he rolled the tender bud between his fingers, his tongue sliding into her virgin pussy hole. She was sweet on his tongue, her body incredibly responsive to his touch, and John chuckled as he felt her responding... he laved her wetness with his tongue, nibbling at her soft flesh and sucking on her most tender and intimate spots. Brenda gasped and moaned, unable to find her voice, not even knowing whether or not she wanted him to stop... it was so wrong, she knew it was wrong. The pleasure was wrong because her mother had told her it was, and something told her that because it was her Uncle creating these sensations in her that it was even worse. John squeezed her pert breast harder as he ate her out, sucking the cream from her pussy as she wriggled above him. The heat from the shower was overpowering as their bodies responded to lust, and he managed to move his hand on her thigh so that the tip of his finger could penetrate her body as he sucked on her clit. Brenda screamed with sudden ecstacy as his mouth sucked the tiny nub between his lips, rolling it with his teeth. The shower echoed with her ecstatic shrieks as she came, juices pouring into his mouth and over his finger... only his hand on her thigh and breast were holding her up as she writhed with pleasure. When she sagged, her voice hoarse, John let her go, and she slowly slid so that she was kneeling in front of him. Seeing her there, like that, he stood and began jerking off, his hand sliding over his wet cock, the taste of his niece's pussy in his mouth. Wide eyes looked up at him, innocent eyes... and he began to cum all over that sweet, naive face. Spurts spattered her cheeks and lips, hitting her small breasts... water ran over her washing it away almost instantly, except for some that had gotten in her hair. "Thank you Brenda," he said, gasping a little as his cock softened in his hand. She looked up at him, uncomprehending still. Smiling, he stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. Not a minute after he left the bathroom, the water turned off and he could hear his niece moving around in there. Part of him wanted to go in and dry off with her, see if he could find more pleasures with her body, but the time spent with her in the shower really had put him in a position where he had to rush. ****************************************** Later that day Brenda went into her Uncle's bathroom and turned on the shower. The showerhead worked just fine. Staring soberly at it, she wondered what on earth was going on... Her sheltered upbringing had not prepared her for men in any way, especially not the kind of man her Uncle was. Confused, she went downstairs, wondering if Uncle John had lied to her... or maybe the showerhead just hadn't worked that morning. Maybe there had just been something wrong with it. Surely that was it. Living With Uncle John Ch. 04 Author's Note: This story contains MF spanking and oral sex with elements of Non-Consent/Reluctance. Enjoy! -------------------------------------------- Brenda didn't know how to deal with Uncle John lately... she felt so awkward around him after he'd gotten in the shower with her. After all, he'd not only touched her down there, but he'd LICKED her! Somehow that seemed to make it even more indefinably wrong. But she also couldn't shake off how good it had felt... how good her Uncle kept making her feel, even though she knew that there was something bad about it. It was hard for her to relax, even after a couple of days, because she knew that as soon as she did that's when it would happen. John was starting to get a little frustrated that his niece wouldn't relax at all, when one day her vigilant eye actually became her downfall as she tripped over a chair and somehow managed to hit it hard enough to break it. Wooden splinters were all over the floor as John stood there in surprise, she'd been so busy watching him out of the corner of her eye that she apparently hadn't even noticed that she was about to have a run in with the chair! "Oh Brenda," John said shaking his head, "Come on into the other room, you know that you can't go around breaking things." Trembling visibly, Brenda followed her Uncle into the living room... but instead of taking her across his lap, he bent her over the arm of the sofa so that her ass was high in the air and her cheek was resting on the sofa cushion. Then he began to pull down her pants and panties. "Stop Uncle John!" she cried out, trying to reach back and cover herself. "Now, now dear," he said, "This is your second infraction so the punishment has to be a little worse, so it's going to be on your bare bottom this time." A few tears trickled down Brenda's cheeks at the indignity of it all, her bottom completely exposed and vulnerable to her Uncle, whom she was starting to think was depraved. John let out a low sigh of lust as he looked over her perfect ass and spread pussy... some of her hair was starting to grow back. Well then, he'd just have to shave her again. But for now... SLAP! Brenda squealed, his hand on her bare ass seemed to be so much more painful than the last time when she'd had the thin layer of panties covering it. SMACK! Her ass throbbed as he began to beat it like a drum, making her dance so that her ass jiggled as she tried to get away from the pain. The sofa's firm arm held her in place as she tried to lean forward away from him. Slowly her ass turned a bright pink under his firm slaps, Uncle John was rubbing his groin with his other hand, feeling his swollen shaft. After twenty hard spanks he decided that was enough, and he laid his hand gently on her red ass, feeling the slight heat rising from her abused flesh. Through her sobs, Brenda was just grateful that his hand was gentle and not punishing anymore. Strange feelings were rising in her as he caressed her ass, and she didn't understand how her stomach could be curling with the beginnings of pleasure after he'd just beaten her. Staring at her red heart-shaped ass, Uncle John pulled out his cock, and he began wanking it hard, digging his fingers into her ass with the hand that was caressing it. Brenda let out a low moan as he groped her sore ass, not understanding the low grunts that her Uncle was making, but she held still other than slight wriggling as he squeezed her ass cheeks. Frothy white cum sprayed her ass, ropey strands that stood out starkly pale against the red flesh of her bottom. Brenda didn't know what was falling onto her ass, but since it didn't hurt she didn't care much either... although she suspected it was the same stuff her Uncle had sprayed her with in the shower. Uncle John wanked his dick a few last times, milking every drop from it to decorate his niece's tender butt cheeks. Finally he was done. "Ok Brenda, that's enough for now." Stifling her tears, Brenda pulled her pants up, feeling some kind of sticky liquid on her bottom. She hurried off to take a shower, unsure of whether she was disappointed or relieved that her Uncle had not played between her legs... she was still tingling there. ************************************************** That evening, Brenda said her prayers and then crawled into bed as always... she was just starting to drift off to sleep when her door opened. "Sweetie?" asked her Uncle John, "Are you awake?" "Yeah." answered Brenda, blinking her eyes sleepily, "Sort of." "Oh good," and he came in, carrying a bowl of water, shaving cream, a wash clothe and a razor. Confused, Brenda sat up, "What's going on?" "Well, while I was punishing you today I noticed that you aren't really keeping up with your hygiene, young lady," he looked at her sternly, "So obviously I'm going to have to start checking up on you and making sure that you're doing so. Now lie down." "But..." Brenda tried to protest. "Now don't make me punish you again for disobedience," her Uncle interrupted her, "Lie down and we'll get you all cleaned up and pretty." Her poor bottom was much too sore to take another beating, so Brenda lay down obediently, looking away as her Uncle lifted up her nightgown and pulled down her panties. Wetting the area with the warm water, everywhere he used the razor smooth skin appeared under the shaving cream. Trying to ignore the sensations that were swirling from between her legs didn't work very well, and Brenda was breathing hard by the time he was finished. Using the wash clothe, Uncle John washed off all the remainder of shaving cream and then patted her dry. "Very nice," he said approvingly as he began to slide his fingers up and down her slit. "Uncle John..." she moaned, half in protest. "I have to make sure I did a good job, remember Brenda?" he said, watching his fingers slipping through her silky folds. Her only response was a moan, and then she bit her lip... even though she knew it was wrong she did like it when he touched her there. It just felt so good! John smiled as his niece's face reflected her conflicting emotions, he spread her legs a little more and leaned down to begin licking at her again. Brenda moaned as his tongue parted her pussy lips gently, sliding along the slick routes of her folds. Two of his fingers slid into her tightness as he shouldered one leg over his left shoulder and reached up under her nightgown to squeeze her breasts. Although Brenda didn't know why he would need to play with her nipples in order to check that he'd shaved her well, she didn't care much either. She felt completely lost in sensation as he wriggled his fingers inside her body, a strange sensation and yet extremely pleasurable as well. His fingers dug deeper, making her gasp as he licked around the entrance to her body, and he pinched her nipple as he found a little spot inside of her that made her hips jump. "Oh god, Uncle John..." she moaned, her hands coming down to rest on his head between her thighs... she'd never felt anything so fantastic in her life. He started pressing against the spot as he licked her slit, finding her clit and sucking on it hard... fire flared in Brenda's groin, she shook with the need, her back arching as her Uncle at her out, fingering her at the same time. Then, his thumb began circling around her asshole, pressing gently on the small hole and making her sensitive nerves there tingle... she lost all sense of being as her orgasm crashed around her. With his fingers inside of her, pressing on that spot, it was an even fuller orgasm than she'd felt before, her entire body spasming from the inside out as she screamed with pleasure. Her Uncle continued to suck on her clit as he wiggled his fingers, her hard nipple pinched tightly by his other hand as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her. When she finally came down from her pleasure high, she was unnerved by the fact that his thumb was still pressing gently on her asshole... his fingers inside her body feeling like more of an invasion now that her pleasure was receding. She was relieved when he pulled them from her, but then confused when he put his dripping fingers in front of her face. "Lick them," he whispered, his eyes bright with lust, "Clean them off with your mouth." Although she opened her mouth to protest, she didn't even get a chance before he shoved his fingers between her lips... they were musky, sweet, and she realized that she was tasting the juices from her own body. It was so dirty and wrong, but Uncle John just kept pushing them in and out of her mouth until they were completely clean, still playing with her pert breasts with his other hand. Something in his eyes made her shiver as he plunged his fingers in and out of her mouth, the way he was watching her suck her juices clean. Suddenly Uncle John pulled his fingers from her mouth and made some swift movement, and she realized that he was pulling off his pants. Climbing up on top of her body, he straddled her chest, his heavy cock pointing straight at her mouth. "Open up," he whispered. Frightened by the intense look in his eye and the husky quality of his voice, Brenda obeyed, and his cock thrust forward between her lips. "Suck me," he commanded, as he began to slide his dick in and out of her mouth, working deeper. John got about halfway into his niece's mouth before she started to gag, and then he slid out again. He hadn't really been planning on getting head from her already, but something about watching her suck on his fingers had broken some of his control... he wouldn't make her deep throat him yet, he just wanted his dick between those innocent lips. The first man meat to invade her mouth and take her in this way, of that he was sure... she had no technique or skill and her eyes were wide and frightened above where his cock was pushing into her mouth. Warm, wet, she made small sucking noises as she tried to please him, without knowing what she was doing. Brenda was a frightened, the heavy meat in her mouth feeling very large, and Uncle John kept trying to push it deeper, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag... but he seemed more pleased the more he managed to fit between her lips. It was strange, and her arms were pinned under his legs so she couldn't even move to help herself... he was cradling her head with his hands and bringing it to him as he thrust forward with his dick. Although her technique left much to be desired, John wasn't getting head from his niece so much as he was skull-fucking her. Her warm wet mouth, completely innocent, was enough to make his balls boil... and the thought that his juices would be the first she ever swallowed. Holding her head up, he thrust his deepest, and felt her struggling beneath him as her mouth began to fill with cum. "Swallow it," he grunted, pushing deeper, "Swallow all of it!" Tears filled Brenda's eyes as she tried to gulp, feeling the desperate need to breath... a need which was keeping her from throwing up as the slightly salty, slightly sweet liquid filled her mouth. A little bit trickled out of the side of her mouth because she couldn't swallow fast enough. Finally Uncle John's firm grip on her head relaxed and she fell back, gasping for breath. Panting slightly himself, Uncle John looked down at her, seeing the little trickle of cum that had escaped her lips. Scooping it up onto his finger, he pushed it into her mouth, making sure that she swallowed his entire load. "Good girl," he murmured before climbing off of her. Leaning forward he gave Brenda a kiss on the forehead, very softly, almost fatherly, "Good night sweetheart." And he left the very confused girl lying in bed, her nightie still bunched up around her breasts and without panties. Living With Uncle John Ch. 05 Author's Note: This is a story purely of fantasy and is meant for enjoyment, not to be particularly realistic. This involves MF incestuous relations. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------- A very nice idea, that would allow him to enjoy himself to some extent every night. ******************************************** The very next night, Brenda climbed into bed, feeling much more relaxed since nothing untoward had happened the day before or at all that day. Then, before she could even switch off her light, the door to her bedroom opened and Uncle John was standing there, smiling benignly. "Uncle John!" she said, a little surprised, pulling her covers up as though her nightie didn't cover her entire body. "Hello sweetie," he said, "I just came in to wish you good night and to check on your well being." "I'm fine," said Brenda uncertainly, smiling her widest and hoping that this would be the end of it. "No no," said Uncle John, "I need to check and make sure that you've been keeping up with your hygiene, I promised your mother." Brenda blushed intensely because of course she hadn't been able to bring herself to shave down there, although she did admire the pouty look of her lips. And she'd been very naughty when she'd washed down there earlier in the shower... touching herself a little bit. But it just felt so good! Even though she knew it wasn't supposed to. As soon as he saw her pink cheeks John knew that she hadn't shaved and his heart leaped a little in his chest. "Come on now, pull down the covers and pull up your nightie so I can check on you." Avoiding his eyes, Brenda slowly lowered the covers... John allowed her to move as slowly as she wanted. It was like a dirty little peep show. Impatient, as soon as the covers had passed her thighs he pulled them down and pulled up her nightie; Brenda gasped and tried to push her hands down to cover herself as he yanked down her panties. His dick was hard as rock in his pants as he stared at the sparse hair that was growing back on her mound. "Alright Brenda," his voice was slightly hoarse, "Let's go to the bathroom." Obediently, reluctantly, his niece followed him into the bathroom where he made her stand in the shower with her legs spread. "Really Uncle John," She pleaded, "I can do it myself." John shook his head as he lathered foam onto her mound, "If you'd done it yourself then you could have, but if you're going to leave it to me I have to make sure you're well taken care of." Moaning a little as the razor touched her tender flesh, Brenda closed her eyes as her Uncle began to smooth her mound again, foam and hair scraped away delicately. With her eyes closed, she didn't have to look at the embarrassing excitement that was evident in his expression as he stared at her smooth pink pussy. As always, his tender ticklish touch made her wetten, her body responding to the gentle glide of the razor, her Uncle's warm breath on her inner thighs, and the firm hand that was cupping her buttock to hold her in place. Because he was so close to her spread thighs, John could smell it immediately as his niece became aroused, her pussy's juices starting to leak from her excitement. The pheromones just made his cock twitch even more inside his pants, and he squeezed her buttock a little more firmly, kneading it with his fingers as he finished shaving her mound. Brenda breathed a sigh of relief as her Uncle put the razor down and wiped her clean with a wet cloth. She felt just as naked and exposed, but at least it was over for the moment... but he didn't take his hand off of her buttock or rise from his kneeling position. "Uncle John?" she asked, her voice uncertain. Surely they were done now that she was clean. "I have to make sure you're totally clean," his voice was almost a whisper, and then it firmed, "I have to." And Brenda gasped as he leaned forward and pressed his face into her pussy, both of his hands going behind her to grasp her young ass and pull her body to him. She instinctively put her hands onto his head to keep from falling, shuddering as his tongue slid between her pussy lips. Her hands gripped his hair convulsively with pleasure as he licked along the now smooth surface of her pussy lips and then slipped between them to taste her juices. Uncle John pulled away from Brenda long enough to pull her out of the tub and lay her back on the floor, spreading her thighs with his hands. She was reluctant, but not nearly as much as she had been before... his tongue on her pussy had awakened a pressing need for fulfillment. Crouching between her legs, John studied his niece, his eyes taking in every soft curve, noting every place he wanted to touch. Getting onto all fours above her, he leaned forward and kissed her lips, pressing his tongue between them. Brenda grimaced as she tasted herself on her Uncle's mouth, the musky sweet juices of her pussy filling her mouth as the kiss deepened. His hard cock rubbed against her tender thigh, making him wild with desire as the tip of his dick touched her wet pussy. It was at that moment that her Uncle John lost all control. Feeling his niece's open wetness, so easily accessible, John pushed forward, his hands tightening on her body as the first of inch of his dick pressed into her wetness. Brenda gasped, her back arching as he began to push into her... he was so wide it took her breath away as he began to force himself in. "No! Uncle John, NO, Please!" she gasped, tears spilling from her eyes at the pain... but he was too far gone to hear her pleas. A silken glove, caressing his cock as he forced himself deeper and deeper into her young body, her tightness gripping him and massaging. Brenda writhed underneath him, trying to close her thighs against the burning pain, but really just squeezing him tighter and making it even more pleasurable. "Oh god..." she moaned as his hands found her breasts, squeezing her nipples tightly as he buried himself between her thighs, his dick an aching cramp in her belly as she was deflowered. A strange mix of pain and pleasure spread through her body as his hands caressed her breasts and he began to pull out of her pussy, thrusting back in hard and enjoying the way her body jerked. Uncle John felt his dick deep within his niece, pushing into her body... he pulled all the way out, to where just the very tip of his dick was barely inside her pussy... and then began sliding back in. The wonderful feeling of entering her body... over and over again... Brenda moaned and writhed, although her Uncle John wasn't exactly concentrating on her pleasure, his incredibly slow taking of her body made it easier for her to adjust. And the way that he ground himself against her as he hit home, her swollen clit pressing against his groin, sent shudders of pleasure through her with every thrust. She felt incredibly violated and vulnerable, her own Uncle fucking her on the floor of the bathroom... but that fire that he always coaxed from her had returned. It made her press back up against him as he thrust into her body, whimper as he receded from inside her, and gasp with pleasure as he rammed home, although it also sent a spurt of pain through her as her delicate pussy was so roughly stretched. As her silky wetness tightened around him, her young body moving against his, Uncle John felt more and more incensed with passion by the seduction of his niece. He began moving harder and faster, enjoying the way her cries sounded confused by pain and pleasure, hints of both in her voice and in her body. Biting down on her neck, he sucked on her tender skin, determined to make her on the outside the way he was going to inside her body... Brenda's hands tightened on her Uncle's back, she didn't know if she was trying to push him away or pull him closer to her... every time he pressed home her insides jerked but her clit jumped. His hand tightened on her breast as he began to grunt, unable to concentrate on giving her a hickey as his balls began to tighten. She whimpered as he thrust incredibly hard into her body and then began to rub himself between her legs, his cock swelling inside her and pulsing. As his body grinded against her swollen clit, his fingers tight on her nipples, Brenda thrashed as she began to cum, creaming herself on his cock. Uncle John groaned as that incredibly tight sheathe rippled around him, milking the cum from his cock and into her body... Until he collapsed on top of her, completely spent. Brenda whimpered... now that the pleasure was receding she could feel how very sore and strange it felt to have a cock inside of her, and she was very aware that her Uncle had probably just done something very wrong. She was incredibly ashamed that it had felt so good, and even though her Uncle kept stressing that her mother had asked him to take care of her... she felt fairly sure that this was something of which her mother would not approve. Finally, Uncle John pulled himself up, and Brenda cried out as he pulled his softened cock from her body, everything hurt. Seeing his trembling niece, Uncle John gathered her up in his arms gently, stroking her hair and murmuring what a good girl she was as he carried her to the bedroom. He lay her down in the bed, still completely naked and cum started to leak from between her swollen pussy lips... Uncle John smiled as he looked her over... he hadn't meant to deflower her so quickly, but he'd lost control... still she'd taken it very well. He let his fingers trail down to her pussy and stir the wetness there, Brenda whimpered, her facial expression betraying that she didn't know whether it hurt more than it felt good... two pink spots on her cheek told of her embarrassment. She curled into a ball, trying to cover herself. Smiling, Uncle John pulled her blankets up. He left the room, stopping in the door only to say, "Sweet dreams Brenda... I'll see you tomorrow morning for breakfast." Brenda just looked back at him, eyes wide, and the dark bruise on her neck standing out against her pale skin. Living With Uncle John Ch. 06 Author's Note: This story involves intercourse as well as oral sex. Enjoy! ******************* Uncle John smiled widely as his niece's warm wet mouth pressed down over his cock... she was underneath the breakfast table, busily trying to earn her food. He moaned, pushing upwards with his hips as her mouth slid further down, reaching under with one hand to hold her in place while he enjoyed her convulsing throat muscles. Brenda gagged a little, trying to breath around the thick meat... Tears in her eyes she felt slightly ashamed that she was doing this so willingly. Every day she was becoming more and more convinced that it was wrong... and yet when her Uncle gave her orders she found that she couldn't disobey. She wanted to feel good, craved the way he made her feel... even the night before when he'd been inside her bad place... it had felt so good. Her hand drifted down to the wet folds of her open pussy... and then she pulled them away as if the warmth of her tender folds had burned her fingers. Her Uncle smiled as he watched her under the table, seeing the confusion in her eyes as she longed for sexual pleasure and yet tried to follow her strict upbringing. Reaching his hands under the table, he began to pull on her taut nipples, moving her body back and forth as his cock thrust between her lips and over her tongue. Brenda gagged as it entered her throat, the muscles in that tight channel constricting around his girth and massaging him as he pushed her lips down to meet his groin. Pulling all the way out, he watched as Brenda gasped for air. "Come on out here sweetheart," he said, pulling her out from under the table. Brenda looked slightly confused, her Uncle had never allowed her out without depositing his juices into her sweet mouth... Smiling, Uncle John pulled his confused niece onto his lap, positioning her so that her legs were on either side of him and she was facing him, her young breasts directly in his face. Slowly, he lowered her so that his cock was pressing against her tight hole which he had just deflowered the night before. He grinned as her eyes got big. "Sit on it," he told her, his hands gripping her breasts as she slowly lowered herself onto his eager dick. The confusion was back in her eyes, slight pain and discomfort as his wide meat pierced that tight tunnel, and yet the remembered pleasure flitting through her conscience... along with the realization that she was now doing this to herself. Last night it had been all Uncle John, on top of her, thrusting between her unwilling thighs... now she was lowering herself onto him in, her body on top, her decision... Yet she didn't feel like she could make any other. Here she was, on top of him, and she wanted him inside of her. All of her defenses were being broken down by his slow seduction of her young body... his groin met with hers and she quivered and moaned as she pressed her clit against him. Her uncle began to kiss and suck on her breasts again, kneading the soft flesh in his hands and forcing her to rise back up and then sink down... Over and over again he pushed her body up and down on his lap, feeling her pussy loosening slightly as she became used to the exercise. Brenda didn't notice when she started lowering and rising on his lap without his assistance, but Uncle John did. He grinned and pinched her nipples as she rubbed against him, her eyes half-closed as she began to moan, sliding up and down his now slick shaft as she began to build toward her own pleasures. One of his hands slid behind her, pulling her close into him as she began to ride him harder and harder, reaching down to caress her magnificent ass, gripping it as the heart-shaped flesh moved up and down on top of him. Fully gripping one cheek, his fore-finger began to tease her asshole, rubbing against the tight star-shaped hole. "Ooooo!" Brenda exclaimed, squirming to get away. "Don't stop," her Uncle John ordered, biting down on her nipple to make her move against him. She half-sobbed at the pain, which caused shivers of pleasure in her pussy, but she was frightened by his finger rubbing against her backdoor. Never in all her life had she imagined that anyone might touch her there. Realizing that this stimulation might be too much for her young, innocent mind, Uncle John removed his finger and felt her relax on top of him as she began to rock back and forth again. Her head lowered so that it was right next to his ear as she moaned into it, feeling her pussy tighten and release around his dick as she bobbed up and down. Deciding that he was tired of allowing her to set the pace, Uncle John stood up, his arms wrapped around his niece's waist so as to secure herself to him, and then he laid her back on the kitchen table, her body at just the right height to be ravished. Standing straight and tall he watched as she writhed before him, his hands on her hips, and he could see his wide cock splitting open her tender pussy. Resting one hand on her mound, he began to manipulate her clit with his thumb, rubbing and nuzzling it as he slammed in and out of her body. Brenda's back arched as her Uncle's thumb seemed to ignite a fire inside of her groin, taking away any remainder of discomfort that she had been feeling and starting her on an ascending spire of pleasure. Her young breasts bobbled back and forth as she began to twist in pleasure, her moans getting higher and higher until she screamed her climax, Uncle John's thumb pressed firmly against her clit as he pumped in and out of her hard. As she quivered with the intensity of her release, Uncle John pulled her shocked body from the table and forced her to her knees in front of him. He pressed his cock between her lips, her face grimacing at the musky taste of herself on him, and then she felt him pulse against her tongue. One spurt of his cum went straight into her throat, and then he pulled out of her lips and sprayed his niece's face and perky tits with his cum, jerking his cock wildly as spurt after spurt fell onto her body. Brenda's eyes were wide with pleasure and shock, her lips half open with his white juices across them, it dropped down her hair and cheeks, sliding over the mounds of her breasts. Sighing happily her Uncle looked down at her. "Why Brenda," he said, "You're all dirty... I think it's time for you to take a shower." She offered no resistance as he helped her up and began leading her towards the bathroom. Living With Uncle John Ch. 07 Author's Note: This story involves anal play and MF sex. Enjoy! ---------------------------------------------- Brenda felt as though her days were melting together as her Uncle used her body, constantly fucking her mouth and her pussy. Occasionally he would still run his finger around the edge of her ass which made her incredibly wary. The one time he had tried to push in, it had hurt sooooo bad... Some days he would have her come into his study where he'd put her in different positions and just touch her body until she was wild with desire, eager to fall upon his dick and ride him to completion. She heard her mother's voice in her head less and less, becoming more comfortable in her own skin... and wanting more of her Uncle's cock. Then, one day, he called her into his study for something a little different. Bent over the desk, Brenda spread her legs like he asked, eager for the feel of his fingers sliding along her pussy... instead, something pushed against her ass and she tensed. The object was hard but very, very slender and pushed in anyway, so slender and small that it was barely uncomfortable. Something squirted into her tight hole, fluid that she could feel dripping into her. "Uncle John?" she asked in a small voice, "What are you doing?" "I'm preparing you," he said, something in his voice sounding strained and eager, "It's time for us to try something new today." Brenda whimpered, feeling his finger pushing at her ass again. Even though she tightened her hole against the intrusion, this time he was able to push in easily thanks to the lube that he'd greased her ass with. She gasped as his finger probed her tight insides, her body shuddering against the desk as first one knuckle, and then another disappeared into her tightest hole. "Please..." she whispered, "Please stop..." "Just a little more," her Uncle said, his voice sounded strangled. She moaned in discomfort as his finger buried itself completely in her tight ass, contracting the tight hole automatically as she heard her Uncle's breathing quicken. He kept his finger buried in her ass as he masturbated, spraying her firm buttocks with his cum. Brenda was very relieved when she felt the hot splash of cum on her ass, and then the removal of her Uncle's finger. He sighed and patted her sticky cheeks, "Go get cleaned up now dear." *************************************************************** Later that evening, Uncle John called Brenda into the living room, his eyes gleaming. He had a strange looking dildo in his hand, slender and short... she felt nervous. Uncle John looked much more excited than usual, his boxers were already tenting in front of him. "Get on your knees and bend over the sofa, Brenda," he said softly, his eyes eager and bright. With trepidation, Brenda came forward and fell to her knees, obediently leaning over the piece of furniture and presenting her ass to her Uncle. She shuddered as something slender was pushed into her anus, squirting liquid into her insides again. "Please don't," she whispered as she felt his finger pushing against her tight asshole again, but her Uncle ignored her and she groaned as her ass was invaded by his thick digit for the second time that day. This time he pumped it in and out of her ass, mimicking the sex act and sending a tremor of fear through Brenda. Surely he didn't mean to put his thick cock in there? He pulled his finger from her ass and she tensed in fear. "Relax," he crooned, rubbing her ass cheeks, she felt something pushing against her anus... slightly bigger than his finger but certainly more slender than his dick. The hard rubbery surface penetrated her and she realized it must be the strange dildo that he'd been holding when she came in the room. Brenda grunted as the dildo stretched her ass wider and wider, wriggling a little to try and get away from its steady pressure... just when she thought she couldn't take it anymore her ass popped over its widest girth and closed around a thin part of the base. She gasped, her ass muscles working to expel the intruder, but to no avail. Uncle John moaned as he watched his niece's ass working, the butt-plug moving in and out of her tight hole slightly. Although he was dying to deflower that delectable anus, he didn't want to hurt her, and it did please him to draw it out like this. Besides, if he got her used to having something in her ass then she wouldn't protest as much when he finally did deflower it... dreamily he pictured his niece actually willingly presenting him with her virgin anus. Shuddering with delight at this picture in his mind, he bent to lick around the moving butt-plug... Brenda gasped as her Uncle John began licking at her ass, his tongue pressing under the rubber base to tease the sensitive outer edges of her crinkled hole. To her surprise it felt incredibly good, even as her inner muscles tensed and flexed as she adjusted to the intrusion. His tongue slid down to her pussy and she moaned, pushing her hindquarters out for more attention as he eagerly licked at her folds, making her wet despite the discomfort and indignity of the butt-plug. Brenda's ass quivered as she was torn between the strangeness of having something in her ass, and the pleasure that her Uncle was creating with his tongue. "Oh god..." she moaned as his tongue teased her clit, in exactly the way that drove her wild. Her Uncle had become very knowledgeable about the way to tantalize Brenda just right, drawing the best responses from her libido. Gently he sucked the little bud between his lips, creating a gentle suction, like he was nursing at the tiny bud. Brenda screamed, shaking as her orgasm washed over her, her ass convulsing around the toy inside of it as wave after wave of pleasure racked her body. Burying her face into the couch, she rode out her orgasm, twitching and pushing at her Uncle's mouth. When the pleasure began to recede, Uncle John pulled his mouth away from his niece's tender young pussy, getting into position and lining his cock up with her sopping hole. Placing his hands on her hips, he began to push in, humming his pleasure at the extra tightness that the butt-plug in her ass gave her. Brenda groaned, feeling uncomfortable stuffed as her Uncle's cock drove into her pussy, both of her lower holes full for the first time in her life. She wriggled, and then gasped as her Uncle's body hit the base of the butt-plug, making it jolt inside her body. It was a strange and uncomfortable ride as her Uncle started fucking her, every thrust pushing the butt-plug in along with his dick. Brenda's nerves felt completely over taxed by these strange waves of sensation, she didn't even know if it was pleasurable or painful or both... her body was incredibly confused. Uncle John, on the other hand, was enjoying himself immensely... watching her body jerk every time he slammed home, seeing the plug twitching in her ass... Sliding his hands up her young, firm body, Uncle John reached his hands underneath her to grip Brenda's breasts, squeezing the soft mounds as he pushed into her. Holding himself against her, he ground his dick into her, pushing the plug in at the same time and making her gasp and writhe with reaction. Feeling the cum in his balls boiling, Uncle John grimaced and began to thrust harder, pushing in and out of his niece with all his force, his hands crushing her tender breasts. Brenda cried out with the strange mix of pain and pleasure that was mingling in her body, her Uncle's balls slapping roughly against her clit as he rutted her from behind. Her hands gripped the cushion on the couch as she began to orgasm, her holes tightening down... Uncle John bellowed and thrust, burying himself inside her and pushing the plug in painfully. Brenda shrieked and convulsed, her pussy and ass spasming as sensation flooded her. "Good..." her Uncle murmured, letting his body fall to cover hers. Brenda winced as he pressed against the plug, "Very good..." Living With Uncle John Ch. 08 "So you're having a good summer?" Brenda's mother asked her, sounding quite chipper. "Oh yes, very good," Brenda said. Her hand was on the phone, but her fearful eyes were between her legs where Uncle John's head was bobbing up and down as he licked her pussy. She was sure that her mother was going to know that they were doing naughty, bad things and that she was going to be punished for it. And not punished the way Uncle John punished her, which always led to pleasure. Slowly her days here at her Uncle's house were becoming more pleasure and less confusion and fear. That is, until her mother called to see how everything he was going. "Your Uncle is taking good care of you? "Oh yes, very good." His eyes looked up wickedly at her as he tugged on the plug in her butt. Brenda bit her lip, the sensation was bad and good all at the same time. She was growing up, getting better at knowing what her Uncle wanted, and she knew that he wanted to put his cock in her butt, just like he had in her mouth and her pussy. "That's good to hear sweetie. I have to go now, but I love you very much." Oh thank goodness, thought Brenda. Her thighs were quivering as her Uncle slurped and munched between them, the pleasure had been tormenting her the entire time that she'd been talking to her mother. "I love you too, Mom." And her mother hung up the phone. "OH GOD!" Brenda cried out, her hands going to the top of her Uncle's head as his mouth went into over drive, feasting on her sweet mound. The orgasm swept over her as she writhed and moaned, her young body twisting in response to her Uncle's perverted whims. He sucked up all of her sweet juices until she was limp and panting. Uncle John got up with a lascivious grin and positioned himself lying down on the bed next to her. "Come here Brenda," he crooned. "Come here and ride me." Slowly, Brenda rolled over and climbed on top of him. She hated being on top, it was so much easier to just submit to what her Uncle wanted, it confused her when he made her be a part of it. Some part of her knew that what her Uncle was doing was very, very wrong, but she couldn't deny that it also felt very, very good. She just wished that she could just take what he gave her, instead of having to be a bad, naughty girl and do things like ride him. But he loved to put her on top. Screwing up her face, Brenda straddled her Uncle and flipped his cock so that it was pointing straight up. With small gasp, she lowered herself onto him and then began bouncing up and down. "That's it baby," he encouraged his niece, "ride that cock." God she was so beautiful and young, she looked just like her mother. "Your mom and I used to do this," he murmured. Brenda stopped moving, looking shocked. He chuckled and reached up to grip her hips, making her move again and watching her breasts bounce. "She looked just like you at your age, all young and blonde and innocent, but she had a mouth made for sucking cock and she used to ride me..." Brenda was utterly shocked at this unexpected portrayal of her perfect mother. Her Mom and Uncle John had done... this? His hands covered her breasts, bringing her out of the imagined past and into the here and now as he squeezed the soft mounds, pushing them together and digging in his fingers to make Brenda moan. Her pussy quivered around his thick meat as she bounced up and down... spearing her body with every movement. The butt plug in her ass made her pussy so tight... she'd had a plug in her ass for almost a week now and he couldn't wait to take the cherry from that sweet young ass. That was one thing her mom had never let him do, but it was ok, he'd much rather take Brenda's ass cherry now. The thought made his cock rampantly hard and he thrust up as his niece sank down, burying his cock into her soft young body. Suddenly her movements weren't enough and he flipped her over, climbing on top of her and thrusting home with a swift movement. Looping her legs over his arms, he spread her thighs wide and began to pound her body at a brutal pace. Brenda groaned and writhed, her legs trying to close and hold her Uncle off as he pillaged her body hard. Her pussy was so sensitive from being eaten out and her previous orgasm that it was almost painful to take the hard fucking that her Uncle was giving her. She wasn't sure what had set him off, usually he loved to watch her bounce up and down on top of him for as long as he could keep from cumming. Now, suddenly, he was fucking her with everything he had, plowing into her soft body with that thick rod and splitting her apart in an almost brutal fashion. As her orgasm hit her, she wailed, her fingers digging into the sheets as her Uncle's hard body kept coming, slamming home again and again and again until she thought she might burst. Uncle John watched his niece as she climaxed, creaming herself all over his raging hard-on as it split her wide open. The butt plug was jostling around her insides and her young pussy gripped him hard, squeezing the crap out of his dick. With a bellow he gave three sharp thrusts and completely buried himself inside of her, letting her writhe and convulse around his dick as he spasmed inside of her, his cock pushing cum deep into her body. He knew every reaction of her delectable body and he ground himself against her, causing her pussy to massage his dick and milk it for every last drop of cum. Holding himself inside of her until he softened, Uncle John kissed his niece deeply. He'd had Brenda for almost two months and he still wasn't tired of her delectable body. Bless his sister April for keeping the girl so innocent and naïve, and especially for wanting to keep her at home... he wasn't even going to have to give Brenda up to let her go to school. She was his, all his, until his sister came home. And then... who knew. Pulling his soft cock out, Uncle John moved his body up until his glistening cock was over Brenda's mouth. By now she knew exactly what was expected of her, and he watched her licking her juices off of his cock with her soft tongue. Living With Uncle John Ch. 09 Brenda knew what was coming the moment that her Uncle pushed her over the side arm of his couch. For the past two weeks he'd been playing with her butt, plugging her, putting toys into her, and manipulating it while he fucked her. She whimpered as he pulled the plug from her ass, hearing the soft sounds of lube being spread on something behind her, but she didn't protest. Protesting was always useless and usually just got her a spanking. God that heart-shaped ass was beautiful, Uncle John thought as he spread lube all over his cock. He'd enjoyed playing with Brenda, but he was ready to take her, fully and completely and make her his. So far he'd popped both her other cherries, and here they were at the final frontier. Her rosebud was crinkled and tight looking, the butt plugs he'd been using weren't as thick as his cock, because he still wanted to feel the tightness that only a virgin ass could provide. "Here we go baby," he said, as he lined the mushroom head of his cock up with his niece's asshole. Brenda buried her face into the couch, wishing she could disappear. The worst part was, her Uncle had made sure she was horny and all worked up. They'd been watching a movie and he'd played with her breasts, sucking on her nipples, squeezing the soft flesh and then moved on to playing with her pussy, fingering her, rubbing her, making her wild with need... only to prepare her for this moment. She hadn't orgasmed and her pussy was wet and her body was itching for penetration. It just wasn't going to get exactly the kind of penetration it wanted. She sucked in breath in a hiss of air as his cock began to push inside of her. The top of it was softer than the butt plugs and toys he'd put in her, and yet just as unrelenting. Moaning, she tried to pull away, to press herself forward and away from the questing cock, but the couch arm held her firmly in place and so did his hands on her hips. Uncle John groaned with triumphant pleasure as the head of his cock popped into his niece's virgin ass. It felt amazing. Tight... hot... and oh so forbidden. The whimpers coming from the immobilized eighteen year old just got him even hotter. Carefully he pushed in another inch and then pulled out far enough that just his head was still in. Then he pushed in again. Brenda groaned as she felt her bowels shifting, her Uncle's thick, meaty rod pushing into the hot vise of her ass. She wanted to plead with him, but what was the point? Her ass stretched and strained, pushing against the invader and just increasing the pleasure for him as her muscles played over the increasing length of him that was pressing into her. Slowly he worked his way in, one thrust at a time, until finally his entire cock was buried into her ass. Last cherry picked. He felt a wave of triumph as he looked down at himself, buried in his niece's sweet backside, her hot body clasping him tightly. "Fuck you're so tight," he told her, as he began dragging his cock back out of her. Brenda gasped and her hips rolled, the sensation was intense and strange... but before she could get used to it, he was pushing back in. Not fast, not hard, but a slow and uncompromising slide back into the darkest recess of her body. Uncle John fucked her deflowered ass with slow and steady strokes, letting her get used to this new use of her body. Surprisingly, after a few minutes, it started to feel kind of good. It was uncomfortable, but this new penetration had its own eroticism in its slick sliding and the full feeling in her lower body. Uncle John could feel her capitulation and he picked up the pace a little, making her wince but she didn't complain as he started fucking her ass harder, his balls slapping against her pussy. Correctly interpreting her shudder, he reached around her body and slid his hand against her pussy. His niece moaned as he began to rub her clit, and her hips started moving back against him as her ass gripped him even more tightly with every thrust. Fuck that was hot... her ass pressing into his groin with every thrust, her body opening for him as he penetrated her tight hole. Rubbing harder against her clit, he began to really ride her hard, fucking her ass as brutally as he would her pussy, and enjoying the soft cries of pleasurable pain that emitted from her mouth, the grasp and shiver of her ass over his cock, the movement of her hips as she pushed back and pulled away from his relentless thrusts. "Come on baby," he growled, "I want you to cum for me. Cum for me while I ride your ass." Brenda couldn't help it, her Uncle's fingers were too talented, too experience with bringing her pleasure, and he'd gotten her so worked up before hand... she came, her body bucking against him as he rode her from behind, the pleasure sweeping over her and making her clench down on his invading cock. Her ass screamed with renewed discomfort as it tightened over him, but that sensation just mingled with her pleasure and sent her ecstasy climbing higher. Satisfied that he had made this experience pleasurable for his niece, Uncle John pulled back and stood upright so that he could look down and see his cock piercing the center of those two sweet cheeks, plowing into his nieces backside. Moving his hips, he fucked her hard and brutally as she came down from her orgasm, intent on himself as his balls started to boil. Brenda writhed and her ass quivered around him. His balls tightened and the cum started to spew upward, he gasped with completion as he thrust home hard, making his niece squeal like a stuck pig and her ass clenched just as the first spurt of cum forced itself into her body. The sensation of his orgasm pressing through the tight ring of her ass and into her bowels was incredible, her vise-like grip was almost as good as cock ring for giving him the most wonderfully intense orgasm as he filled her deflowered ass with his seed. "Fuck. Yes." he punctuated each word with a short, sharp thrust, eliciting a gasp from his trembling niece with each one. The last of his orgasm sprayed her inner walls as he held her tight against his body. With a moan, he let himself flop down on top of her, idling reaching around to play with her breasts as he felt his cock start to slowly shrink in her ass. Living With Uncle John Ch. 10 Author's Note: I'm trying to write conclusions for all of the series that I started and hadn't already finished... For this conclusion I took into consideration many readers' comments. I tried to keep the writing style of the more recent chapters the same / similar to the previous chapters. I hope you enjoy. ****** "So I'll be home next Saturday," April told her brother. "We look forward to it," he said back. "Brenda's turned into quite a young lady this past year." He smiled down at his niece, whose cheeks were currently bulging with the cock he was feeding between her sweet young lips. Brenda had turned into quite the young lady in fact, she now begged to have him between her lips, her legs and her ass cheeks on a regular basis and when she was bad (which she sometimes was on purpose) she would immediately come to report her infraction and receive her spanking. Which would invariably lead her to begging for his cock. All in all, Brenda had turned into an exemplary young woman, as far as her Uncle John was concerned. The very image of her mother when she was younger, before she turned into a reborn again prude. Uncle John hoped that when April saw how her daughter had turned out with his loving care that his sister might remember what a fantastic slut she'd been in her younger years. **** April knocked on her brother's door and waited, but no one answered. She rang the doorbell and still no answer. She frowned, upset because her brother and daughter knew when she was going to be there and she was right on time... she'd been so looking forward to seeing both of them and now they weren't even there! Upset and feeling rather abandoned, she tested the knob and found the door to be unlocked. As soon as she stepped in the door she heard it... soft erotic moaning coming from the living room. She blushed furiously, appalled that she'd walked in on something private - and then immediately wondered who on earth her brother could be keeping company with when he knew she was going to be there. Something stirred in her memories and she found herself walking to the living room with reluctant steps. "Oh my God!" All of the wind felt knocked out of her as she bore witness to the incredible sight of her young daughter, just 19 years old, eagerly bouncing up and down on her brother's big cock. Not only that, but the moment she saw them together, the memories that she tried so hard to forget came hurtling back to the front of her brain. The many times she and John played Doctor... or House where they were Mommy and Daddy... and how often those games had happened when they were far too old to be doing such things. How often she'd been the one bouncing up and down on her brother's cock. "Hello sister dear," her brother said, smiling at her as though what he was doing wasn't perverse and wrong. His hands squeezed her daughter's high young breasts as he leered at his horrified sister. "We've been waiting for you." "Ooooooh nooooo..." April fell to her knees, her legs too wobbly to support her. John smirked. "The perfect place for you." His hands gripped his niece's hips, slowing her eager bouncing and she groaned in disappointment. She'd been so close to orgasm. "Time to get up Brenda dear. Show Mommy how much you like to lick your juices off of my cock." "No!" April shrieked, horrified as she watched her daughter slide off and kneel beside her uncle. "Brenda don't! You don't have to do this!" "But I want to Mommy," Brenda said, her voice as innocent and sweet as a year ago when April had dropped her off at John's. "Uncle John makes me feel sooooo good." Before April could protest again Brenda's tongue started licking the juicy erect cock, lapping up the juices her wet pussy had left on its hard length. "Come here April," her brother commanded, holding out his hand. "You know you want to." The worst part was... she did. Seeing her daughter act like a slut for John brought back so many memories and April hadn't had sex since she and Brenda's father divorced. In fact sex was something she'd tried so hard to forget because the only good sex she'd really had was with her brother... her husband had never fully satisfied her and so she'd given up on the entire thing. Almost hypnotized by her brother's confident gaze, the steady sloppy sound of her daughter's tongue licking, April began to crawl to the incestuous pair. "That's right April, come here sweet sister. Brenda, why don't you make your Mommy more comfortable, those clothes look constrictive." April moaned as her daughter immediately left off slurping on John's cock to shuffle forward on her knees. His hungry eyes watched as his niece unbuttoned her mother's shirt, following his commands. God Brenda was such a perfect slut now, doing exactly what he told her. Abruptly he was tired of just watching, he wanted to touch his sister again. As Brenda pushed her mother's shirt off of her shoulders suddenly Uncle John was there, his hands sliding into his sister's bra and scooping out her large breasts. Her boobs were propped up on top of the cups now, her nipples pointing out straight and hard, beautifully long. "Kiss your mommy's nipples," he said, getting to his knees behind his sister and holding her breasts up, presenting the eager nipples to her daughter. His erect cock ground into his sister's ass as he squeezed her boobs, her body caught between her brother and her daughter. April's hands stayed by her sides, unresisting as she was molested. "Oh God..." she moaned as her daughter's lips wrapped around one rosy red nipple. Her brother's hands squeezing her breasts, the warm wet mouth on her nipple... April knew that she was getting wet. Part of her couldn't believe this was happening, it seemed too incredible to be real, and another part of her didn't care because she was already so hungry between her legs that it didn't matter who was giving her these wonderful sensations. Brenda suckled on her mother's breasts as eagerly as when she had been an infant and had nursed on them for nourishment. The hard suction seemed to go straight to April's needy pussy and she arched her back, her ass cheeks pressing back against her brother's erection as she thrust her breasts out for more. "Oh no...." she moaned fitfully, her hips starting to move with earnest need. "Oh yes," whispered her brother. He let go over her breasts, allowing Brenda to take over the squeezing as she continued suckling on her mother's nipples, while he unzipped April's skirt and pulled it from her body, working it under her knees and off of her legs. Now she was in nothing but her underwear, and still she was helpless to resist. John put his arms around her, sliding one of his hands down the front of her underpants and smiling as his fingers squished into her soggy pussy. "You're getting off on this, sweet sister," he said into her ear. Brenda was still at work on her mother's sensitive nipples, he knew that she would keep going until he told her to stop. "Do you like being touched by your brother? Do you like having your nipples sucked by your daughter?" Expertly, he rubbed her clit, making his sister gasp and undulate against him. She closed her eyes, unable to bear to watch what was happening... who was handling her aroused body. Immediately John's fingers closed hard around her clit, making her jump and shriek. "Keep your eyes open, sweet sister," he told her. "I want you to see everything. Brenda, help me get your mommy turned around and on her back." April moaned as the two turned her between them, her brother pushing her back into her daughter's arms. Brenda cradled her mother between her legs, settling her mother's shoulders on her upper thighs, her head against Brenda's stomach so that she could see everything. The arousing site of Brenda holding her mother ready for him had John fit to burst. Quickly he divested April of her panties and then he spread her legs wide, kneeling between them and looking up at the two lovely women, one older and one younger but so like each other in looks and sexual appetites. "I'm going to fuck you sister, and you want me to don't you?" April just whimpered in response as her brother rubbed the head of his dick up and down her hot slit. She was lost in a haze of lust and condemnation; knowing that what they were doing was wrong and yet wanting it anyway. As her daughter rubbed her sensitive nipples and her brother prepared to fuck her, all April wanted to do was scream "YES!" and "NO!" at the same time. The opportunity was lost as John began to push into her tight, wet pussy. It had been so long since she'd had sex that the velvety channel was virgin tight, and John groaned as he penetrated his sister's body for the first time in years. "Fuck sis..." Carefully he worked himself deeper and deeper into her body, the slow, pleasurable movements accompanied by the groans and moans of the involved parties. Brenda watched with hungry eyes as her uncle's hard dick disappeared into her mother's pussy. She was very used to doing whatever her Uncle John wanted her to, but she hadn't realized how hot it would be to watch her mother taking cock the same way that she had been for the past year. Humping her hips against her mother's shoulders, Brenda kept rubbing her mom's nipples, wanting to make this as pleasurable for her as possible. "Oh GOD!" April writhed as the last bit of her brother's cock forced itself into her vagina, his body pressed against splayed pussy lips. The movements of her body just increased the pleasure as her clit rubbed against him and the inside walls of her pussy rippled around him. Both of them moaned as he started thrusting with energy, his hands on Brenda's legs, squeezing the younger woman's thighs as he fucked her mother. "God April, you're even tighter than I remember," he moaned. The exquisite feelings that his sister's cunt were creating in him threatened to make him cum much faster than he wanted to. This needed to be enjoyable for her too. Using all of his willpower he slowed his thrusts, putting his hand at the juncture of her legs and rubbing hard on her clit. He remembered how sensitive her clit was, and sure enough as soon as he started putting direct pressure on that nub and increased the friction against it, April was cumming and squeezing hard on his dick as her orgasm crashed around her. It was the best orgasm that April had felt in years, all of her pent-up sexual energy exploding out of her and sending her on an ecstatic high as her brother's cock thrust harder and faster into her, working up to his own orgasm. The air seemed to be knocked out of her as he plowed into her, his cock swelling up inside of her. The sudden realization that she wasn't on the pill, just as she felt him jerk and release inside of her, made her cry out as a second, stronger orgasm washed over her as he flooded her insides with his seed. John ground against his sister, riding the intensity of her second orgasm, his cock jerking and pulsing inside of her. It felt like he was filling her entire womb with his spunk, there was so much of it. God... as great as Brenda was, being able to fuck his sister again just really completed something for him. Well... almost. There was something else that he wanted to do to his sister... something she had never let him do before when they played. He let himself soften inside of her before pulling out, her pussy looking nicely pinked and swollen from being fucked. Just a bit of white cream started to ooze from her tight interior. "Brenda, come here and clean your Mommy up with your mother," he told his niece. "And use your fingers to loosen up her ass for me." "No!" cried April, but her daughter was already moving. Her own limbs felt like jelly, she couldn't crawl away, especially not after John grabbed her head and pulled her towards his flaccid cock which was now covered with her juices. "Clean me off, sweet sister," he said. As her daughter's tongue began to make long swipes up her abused pussy, April gave in. Reluctantly she opened her mouth and took her brother's cock between her lips, sucking on it and cleaning the juices from it. John watched with happy eyes, not sure which sight was better... his sister sucking his cock or his niece licking her mother's pussy. Brenda was horny and going to it with gusto, hoping that being good and following orders would mean she'd be rewarded with her own orgasm. The taste of her Uncle's spunk inside her mother's pussy wasn't nearly as unpleasant as she'd thought it would be... licking out her mom was also proving to be more fun than she thought it'd be. When she pushed two fingers into her mom's wet pussy and then transferred those fingers to her mom's ass, it created the most incredible reaction as her mother thrashed and protested - although her protests were muffled by the slowly growing cock in her mouth - and a tight clenching of her anus around her daughter's fingers. For the first time Brenda understood the thrill of power that her Uncle had held over her, his desire to debase the two women and to feel their bodies' responding to his touch. She began to pump her fingers in and out of her mother's virgin ass, licking her sopping pussy with more enthusiasm. Making her mother wriggle and feeling her insides quiver was so hot! April cried out as yet another orgasm washed over her, this one due to her daughter's mouth and questing fingers. The digits in her anus were slightly uncomfortable but, as she came, had started to feel disturbingly good as they moved back and forth in her tight hole. In fact the full feeling in her back door actually increased her pleasure as her daughter sucked on her clit. By the time April's culmination had subsided, John was rock hard again, his meaty cock thrusting into his sisters mouth and stifling her moans of ecstasy. "That was hot," he told the women. "Now I think it's time Mommy returned the favor. Brenda lie down on the floor." This time April did even bother protesting as her brother positioned her in a 69 position with her daughter. "April, eat your daughter out to thank her for such a good pussy licking. Brenda, sweetie, if you want to suck on your mom's clitty that will probably help her out a little." As the two women started licking at each other, the strokes of April's tongue slightly more hesitant than her daughter's, John grabbed the bottle of lube that was always kept next to the couch now and covered his cock with it. Finally he was going to pop his sister's ass cherry and then both of the women would be completely his. Lining his cock up with her tight crinkled hole, he admired the sight the two women made as they wriggled together, mouths and holes so hungry for pleasure. Brenda was obviously extremely worked up and ready to blow at any moment, she hadn't had an orgasm since waking up, when John had taken care of his morning wood in her hot little pussy. Now, with her mother's tongue stroking her sensitive folds and clit, Brenda was ready to cum. Even hotter was seeing her Uncle's cock lining up with her mom's tight anus. Ever thoughtful, Brenda reached up to pull her mom's butt cheeks apart, giving her Uncle even easier access. She was getting a front row seat to the show and she couldn't believe how incredible it looked, seeing her mother's crinkles slowly smooth out as her anus was stretched to accommodate the mushroom head of Uncle John's cock. April's cries into her daughter's pussy as the last vestige of her virtue was penetrated made Brenda's humping even more frantic as the pleasure built. To distract herself from the cramping pain of her ass, the spasms of her inner chamber as her brother violated her inner sanctum, April sucked hard on her daughter's pussy. The distraction worked, as the young woman screamed her climax into her mom's pussy, the pleasure increased for both of them and April found her tight channel relaxing and accepting the cock which was questing deeper. John couldn't believe how lucky he was; April was taking this better than he could have dared, and he was finally burying his dick into her hot and most forbidden cavity. It was a wet dream come true for him, a fantasy that he'd had since he was a horny teenage playing Doctor with his sister. The sight of his thick pole disappearing into her body as her own daughter held her butt cheeks apart was the best thing he'd ever seen in his life. And he'd seen a lot of great things in the past year. Heck, in the past hour. "Fuck yeah," he groaned as he went balls deep into his sister's tight ass. She gripped him wonderfully, the insides of her virgin cavity rippling around the intrusion. In fact she was so tight that he almost worried she'd break his dick off. Carefully he began to thrust, making sure to keep things slow so that Brenda's pussy licking could help soothe the cramps away. April moaned into her daughter's pussy as her brother's cock began to drag out of her ass, the wave of inexplicable heat that went over her body was delicious as he thrust back in. It felt tight... wrong... hot... and so decadently full. She couldn't help but push back, surprising all three of them. The sounds and smells of sex filled the room as John really started banging his sister's ass, her submission absolutely delighting him. The two women kept licking at each other's pussies, Brenda was well on her way to her second orgasm as her mother's growing moans into her pussy vibrated through her tender young body. The sight of Uncle John plowing her mother's backside was so visually stimulating she almost wondering if she could cum just from watching that. Then her mother surprised her, shoving two fingers into Brenda's sweet, young pussy and another finger into her ass. Brenda yelped and then humped, the pleasure between her legs building hot and fast as her mother fingered both of her holes. She sucked hard on her mother's clit as she moved, her insides clenching as her second orgasm hit. Her screams of pleasure set April off again, her pussy vibrating, her full ass gripping her brother's shaft. As she convulsed, her clutching anus massaged John's cock and he burst forth a second load of cum into his sister's body, completing the defloration of her anus. He thrust a few more times, increasing both their pleasure as his cock spurted inside of her, coating her inner walls with heavy cream. Eventually all three participants were either sitting (in the case of Uncle John) or lying (in the case of Brenda and April) on the floor, their breathing slowing as they absorbed the debaucheries they had just indulged in. "April, you're going to move in here with Brenda and me," Uncle John finally said. "I'm going to take care of you two the way you should be taken care of." "Oh goody," said Brenda. April thought about it for a moment and then nodded her head.