Incest,my daddy, If there is one tenant that has always determined my actions regarding sex with my father, it’s that as his daughter, I willingly submit myself to whatever desires and needs he has. I’m immensely proud of the fact that I have NEVER refused to give myself to him no matter where or when and what he has asked. At the same time, it’s NOT a master-slave relation in any way, shape or form. Part of the reason I submit to my father to a degree that I would NEVER do with any other man, at least until I am married, is that I know he loves me unconditionally and would never even ask me to do anything he knows I don’t want or is not in my best interest.
A good example of that is anal sex. While I know my father enjoys it, he recognizes that I do not and he has never even hinted to me that he would like me to do it. Many people have asked me if I would let him fuck my ass if he asked. Sorry, I won’t fall into that trap because it’s a moot question as he would never ask me in the first place.
All this is not to say that I thoroughly enjoy EVERYTHING he likes to do with me. Like most guys, my dad gets off now and then spraying his cum on my face and body. I blame the porn industry for putting that stupid idea into guys’ heads but regardless, I know it turns him on to do it and it doesn’t really hurt me, it’s just annoying.
Probably the most difficult thing for me has been dealing with Uncle Jim, my dad’s younger brother. My dad has been infatuated with his eighteen year-old daughter. There were times my dad didn’t dare get out of the hot tub when Tammy was over because of the huge erection he would get seeing her budding boobs start to push out against her bikini top. Sometimes he would pat her bottom as she went by and I knew he wanted nothing more than to squeeze her cute ass with its curves and ever shrinking bikini bottom hiding it less and less every year.
Because I didn’t give my virginity to my dad but rather to a boyfriend at the time, I’ve always had to bear the guilt that comes from knowing how badly he wanted to be my first and how I deprived him of his right to my womanhood. A case could be made that I shouldn’t feel guilty about because at the time I had no idea my dad harbored those types of feelings for me, but the results are what they are, regardless of how I may try to rationalize them.
Tammy provided me with an opportunity to make up somewhat to my dad for what I denied him. Long story made short (the details are in my diary if you’re interested), I arranged for my dad to be Tammy’s first. I think my dad thought he’d died and gone to heaven that first time. Since then he hasn’t had many opportunities to fuck Tammy, but when he does, he tries to make the most of it. Honestly, what older man wouldn’t be thrilled to fuck his petite niece?
There was a price to pay for my father’s early romps with Tammy although at the time, I didn’t realize it. Almost a year before my dad had Tammy, I started having sex with her dad, my Uncle Jim. At the time, it was sort of a thrill to do my uncle, even though he wasn’t exactly the nicest man in the world. What I think got me off the most wasn’t my uncle fucking me, it was that I was fucking my Aunt Shari’s husband behind her back. My aunt is a religious fruitcake who frowns on anything the least bit sexual. She was always on my mom’s case over how I dress, the way I act around guys at school and even church. If she had ANY idea that I was getting laid by her husband, she probably would have killed us both – and I’m not exaggerating. I remember to this day the first time I saw her just after my uncle had filled my pussy with his cum. OMG, the thrill it gave me just can’t be described!
Like many things, that thrill died away but my uncle’s boorish manners didn’t. Eventually it deteriorated to where I hated it when he fucked me. He was fat, rough and foul-mouthed (there’s a difference between talking dirty during sex and cursing), didn’t bathe as he should, and was just generally not someone I enjoyed being around. I put up with him mainly because my dad loved fucking Tammy and although it was never said so straight out, I was worried that if I cut off my uncle that he would keep my dad from fucking Tammy.
Back in the fall of last year my dad and his brother re-enacted the first time the two of the swapped daughters. The first time was fun and exciting, most likely because it WAS the first time that Tammy was fucked by her dad and I got to watch it. This time, though, was totally different. Although I allowed him to fuck me, I detested him the entire time and even though his dick felt good in me (you can’t help but feel good when you’re being fucked, no matter the guy attached to the dick), in the end I felt empty and used. Well, empty spiritually and emotionally, not in terms of the contents of my pussy!
The more I dwelled on it the more it ate away at me. It got to where I couldn’t bear to even imagine allowing my uncle to fuck me again. For a long time I put up with it but our last time went over the top and the dam finally gave way. It took me a while but finally I worked up the courage to go to my father and explain to him how I felt about my Uncle Jim fucking me. After I’d finished my well-rehearsed but poorly delivered speech, I just sat there across from him on the couch, wringing my hands as I waited for him to respond, certain he would be terribly disappointed in me.
Well, if there was ever even the slightest of doubts as to my father’s love and respect for me, his answer swept them aside. He reached over and kissed me for the longest time, a deep, passionate kiss as our tongues met and we pulled up tight against each other. Then he smiled and told me I never had to do anything I didn’t want to and that if I didn’t want my uncle to fuck me, then he would make sure I never had to worry about it again. When I started to say something about Tammy, he stopped me and told me to let him worry about that and that my need’s came first. Isn’t my father a truly fantastic man?!
As things turned out, my fears came true. My mom told me later that my dad had gone to my uncle and told him that he couldn’t fuck me anymore. My uncle immediately retaliated by informing him that his niece was officially off-limits from that point onward. I guess for a while things were tense between them but after all, they are brothers and brothers work through these sorts of things. Besides, it’s not like my dad had nobody else to turn to. My mom was there for him not to mention my Aunt Linda and cousin Kristi. Of course, there was me, even if I was living in my own place now. The only thing is, the youngest of us is Kristi and she isn’t even a teenager anymore. In fact, she can legally drink in just a few months. I can only imagine how it felt for my dad to see the college girls at the mall and church and have to think about how Tammy was once available to him and now she wasn’t.
My dad never mentioned anything about Tammy, at least from a sexual perspective, after the day I told him about not wanting to be fucked by my uncle. Even so, at Christmas and other family gatherings, not to mention church and school activities, I noticed his eyes were always on Tammy. I made it a point not to mention her either, not wanting to pour salt in any wounds. At the same time, I noticed my Uncle Jim would leer at me and grin when he thought nobody else was looking. God, he was such a jerk!
Chapter 2 – My Mom and Kristi Gang Up On Me
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After this went on for months, I stopped thinking about it as much and assumed life would go on as it was with regards to my uncle and niece. I knew my dad still lusted for Tammy but then he lusted for Amanda Tapping every time StarGate SG1 was on TV and he didn’t get to fuck her either. Then one day I was having lunch at the mall with my mom and she let me in on the REAL situation.
“You know Kelly, your dad really misses fucking Tammy.”
We had been talking about the new summer outfits in the store until then when she dropped this little bombshell on my lap. Damn, talk about a shift in the conversation!
“Oh really? What does he tell you?”
My mom looked around quickly to make sure nobody was standing behind her listening. The food court was crowded but even though that meant a lot of people were around, the general background noise made eavesdropping all but impossible.
“When I came home from work last night he was jerking himself off so hard he never even noticed I was in the room. He had his eyes closed and was moaning for Tammy to suck him harder and the fuck him harder. He even had some of her photos up on the computer screen.”
“You sure it was Tammy he was thinking about Mom?” I asked, “I mean, what’s the big deal about him jerking off when you’re out anyway. He use to do that all the time if I remember correctly.”
“Maybe it was the ‘Tammy, oh god Tammy’ part of the moans,” my mom responding with a wry grin.
“Well whatever. Heck mom, dad’s always jerking off about Tammy. What’s the big deal now?”
“No, you don’t understand,” she replied, shaking her head with her eyes looking down at the table as if she was afraid to look me in the eyes, “It’s ALL the time now. It seems every time he masturbates, it’s about her. He has one of her bikini photos as his screensaver on the computer. I had to poke him in church last week when he kept staring at her boobs during the service. THEN, last night when he was fucking me, he called me Tammy!”
“You’re kidding!” I said, my mouth hanging open. If there as one thing my father NEVER did, and that was put anyone before my mother when it came to sex, not even me.
“No, I’m dead serious,” she said in a low voice, “He’s NEVER done anything like that before. Hell, he never even did that with your name, not even when the two of you were fucking like rabbits.”
“Well, I knew he always liked fucking her, but I didn’t realize he would go this far overboard over it,” I said apologetically.
“I could deal with it,” my mom sighed, “except now he’s gone to looking at little girls on the web and even in public”
I sat there stunned as she delivered the final body blow.
“I’m really frightened at how fixated he has become with her,” my mom said, her voice starting to crack as her emotions came out, “I’m worried he’s going to get caught downloading porn – or worse. All I need is someone turning him on for stalking girls on campus or God knows what else.”
“Oh mom, Dad would NEVER do anything like that!”
“I never would have thought so either,” she said, the concern deep in her voice, “But lately I don’t know so much for sure. “It’s almost frightening. He’s obsessed!”
“OK, but why tell me?” I asked, although I had this sinking feeling in my stomach that I knew where the conversation was heading.
“You’ve GOT to do something Kelly,” she said, almost begging me, “You’ve got to convince your uncle to let John start fucking Tammy again.”
There was no doubt in my mind that I could persuade my uncle, just as I was sure there was no doubt in my mom’s mind either. Why else would she be asking me? Even so, my mouth went dry as I grasped the enormity of what she was asking me to do and what I knew deep down was necessary.
“But mom… he’s so gross,” I pleaded, hoping she would have a Plan B that didn’t involve Uncle Jim’s smelly dick.
“Kelly, you HAVE to let him do you,” my mom pleaded again, “We both know it’s the only way he’ll ever let your dad have her again.”
“But mom, dad told me I didn’t have to let him do me any more,” I tried to reason with her.
“I know, and that’s the hard part,” she sighed, “You can’t let your dad know about it. He would never let you do it.”
“Well, he couldn’t stop me if I really wanted to,” I responded.
“Kelly, that’s not the point and you know it,” she snapped slightly at me, “Oh sure, he’ll fuck Tammy if he gets the chance; he’s not THAT much of a saint. It’s just that he’ll never feel as good about it as he would if he hadn’t found out that you had sacrificed that way for him.”
At that point, what could I say? I knew it must have been terribly hard for my mom to bring this up. Something told me she probably wasn’t telling me half the story as it had to be a lot worse than what she described for her to ask me this. All my life my mom was the one who protected me from my dad’s sometimes “overzealous” moods, those times when he would get really horny and almost do something stupid, like trying to fondle me in public. Usually it was my mom saying “no” and for her to even propose such a thing told me more than she could ever explain.
The relief on her face when I agreed was instant, as if a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders. As much as my stomach was churning at the moment, seeing her expression told me I had made the right decision. Now the question was, how to get it done!
I suppose I could have just gone to my Uncle Jim and announced my intentions. In retrospect, that would have been a better idea. My only concern was that he was such a boor that he might say no just to be a prick. He knew he held all the cards. How can you compare am eighteen year-old girl against one who was almost 23 when it came to a swap? Other than I weighed probably a hundred pounds less, I could’ve been my aunt compared to how my dad would view Tammy laying naked on the bed. I knew my mom would be too worked up to discuss it further with her and of course, I couldn’t ask my dad for his ideas so who do you turn to in these times? Well, why not turn to the family whore? In my case that was my cousin Kristi.
“You’ve GOT to be shitting me!”
Kristi’s outburst when I first explained to her my plans was as foulmouthed as it was predictable. Fortunately, at least in this case, Kristi didn’t have to worry about a father who had the hots for her little cousin so she stayed a mile away from our uncle whenever she had the chance. We both shared the same opinion of him.
“Kelly, you’re a saint, you know that,” she sighed as she sat back in the overstuffed chair in her living room.
“Hey, a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do,” I replied, shrugging my shoulders.
I had called Kristi up and explained to her that I needed to talk to her about something important. She wasn’t working this particular evening so I drove over and we shared a 2-liter bottle of Diet Coke.
“So what do you think I should do now?” I asked her, sipping from my glass.
“Well, you COULD take off all your clothes and lick my cunt,” she replied, a big grin on her face. I threw a pillow at her and huffed.
“Gee whiz Kristi, is that all you ever think about? C’mon, be serious for once. I have to figure this out and you’re not helping matters.”
“Who said I wasn’t being serious?” she replied mischievously. The problem was, I knew she WAS being serious. If there was any further proof as to how much this was bothering me, the fact I was turning her down said more than anything.
“You know girl, this really IS all your fault,” Kristi teased me.
“Say what??”
“Well, if you hadn’t been so obstinate about living on your own and stayed home to take care of your daddy’s needs, he wouldn’t be thinking about Tammy so much.”
I glared at her, trying to figure out from her impish face if she was teasing me or expressing how she really felt.
“Fuck you Kristi. That has nothing to do with this and you know it.”
“Oh I don’t know about that. He’s been a LOT more horny since you moved out,” she countered and then grinned, “and if anyone should know, it’s me.”
The dirty little whore! I knew exactly what she was referring to. It was like when I was away at college and she “filled in” for me with my dad. Now I wasn’t almost four hours away, barely more than four minutes if you hit the lights right. My dad could have me anytime he wanted and I knew it. All he had to do is call if he needed me that bad.
“Well screw you Kristi!”
THAT certainly was an intelligent way to end the conversation but it worked. Even though I knew all I had to do was spread my legs a little and she would be on me in a second, she tried to be helpful, as much as my blonde cousin can. Fortunately, we were discussing the ONE subject she excelled at – sex.
“Well, first of all, you need to do the foursome thing again.”
I looked at her and squinted, as if I was having a hard time hearing her. No way did I hear her say THAT!
“You know, father-daughter, swap thing, all that,” she went on, ignoring the look on my face, “At least that way your dad’s around to keep him under control.”
Now THAT made sense finally. One of my fears was that my uncle tends to get rough and with my dad there, even if he WAS busy screwing Tammy, maybe my uncle would be a little less likely to go overboard.
“And you can’t make it like you are doing this just so your dad can fuck Tammy. You need to make him think you WANT him to fuck you.”
Yeah right, and next I would convince him I was an alien from outer space. She could tell from my expression that I was unconvinced.
“Look Kelly, Uncle Jim is a guy and a not too bright one at that. Just get him horny and he’ll believe anything if it means getting in your panties.”
She had a point. If Kristi knew anything, it was how to manipulate men. As good as I felt I was sometimes at it, I had to concede that she was the master!
Kristi went on like she was a professor giving a lecture, “The trick is to make him think HE is the one initiating it. Then he’ll never suspect it is something you are trying to get him to do.”
“OK, sounds good,” I acknowledged, “Now just how the hell do I do that?”
“Fuck Kelly, I don’t have to tell YOU how to do that,” she sighed loudly, “Just wiggle that cute little ass of yours in his face and make eyes with him. It doesn’t take much to get him going anyway. Just don’t be TOO obvious about it.”
Chapter 3 – Kristi “Inspires” Me
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Then Kristi looked at me and I could see her mind had shifted gears. She licked her lips subconsciously and I could see her staring at my boobs and then my crotch. Something told me the conversation about Uncle Jim was over!
Kristi got up from her chair and walked over to mine where she put her hands on the back of the chair, one on each side of my head. She was wearing a tight tank top but that didn’t stop her boobs from hanging down in my face as she leaned down to kiss me. Our mouths met and I felt her tongue instantly reach out, searching for mine. God she smelled like pussy! She must have been soaking wet already.
“Speaking of your cute little ass, why don’t you get out of those clothes and show it to me,” she whispered huskily in my ear, her voice thick with lust.
We both stood up and quickly stripped, leaving our clothes on the rug as we sat on the couch and held each other in our arms. Our legs draped over each other and I could feel her small boobs press against mine as she leaned into me.
“I’m going to fuck you cuz,” she said as she started to fondle me and reach between my legs. God, she must have been super horny to go straight for the crotch! Suddenly she sat up and her eyes sparkled as she smiled at me and said, “Hang on just a second, I have to get something.”
I watched her naked little butt wiggle suggestively as she scurried up the stairs to their bedroom (her mom and she shared a bed since she was two). I heard a dresser drawer opening and then a couple of minutes later she was running back down the stairs again, only this time there was something different about her. My god, she had grown a dick! Well, actually my naughty cousin was wearing a strap-on dildo.
“What the hell???” I started to ask but she cut me off.
“Not another word Kelly,” she said, putting her hand over my mouth, “I know what you’ve said in the past but today it’s time you tried one of these on for size.”
It was true; I’d never played with a girl wearing a strap-on before. Personally, I’ve always felt that if I wanted to get fucked, why not get a guy and have him stuff a REAL dick in me. What was the point of having a girl with a perfectly good pussy go and pretend she has a dick? The whole concept never made much sense to me.
“Go on, get on your knees,” she instructed me, twirling her hand around to indicate she wanted me to turn and face the back of the couch.
“Bend over more,” she said, a little more sharply this time, “Shit, how do you expect me to get at that hot pussy with you standing up so straight?”
My knees where barely on the couch but I tried to lift my ass up as I bent my head down lower. It must have been enough for her because the next thing I knew I felt her hands spreading my ass cheeks apart and then her wet tongue was on my pussy. For a little girl she certainly had a long tongue! God, it was like a miniature dick was up my pussy.
“God that feels good,” I sighed. Indeed it did. One thing about Kristi, when it came to sex; she was a professional – literally. When your cousin is a whore by profession, you know you’re going to be treated to one heck of a pussy licking and Kristi was at the top of her game. No wonder she made so much money! And to think, I get it for free!
It wasn’t like she needed to lick me to get me wet, I was already horny enough as it was from our earlier discussion. Kristi got her taste of me and then stood up and took the dildo attached to her strap-on and started to move in on me like any guy would as he got ready to fuck me. She seemed awfully anxious to get started but then, I’d never been fucked by a girl before so it wasn’t like I had anything to compare against.
“Now didn’t I warn you that I was going to fuck you Kelly?” she giggled as she lined up the flesh-colored dildo with my waiting pussy. She rubbed it up and down between my wet pussy lips, lubricating it with my pussy juices and rubbing my clit with it at the same time. I tried to imagine it was a real dick, like my dad’s, trying to enter into me.
“Here it comes bitch,” she taunted me as she pushed the dildo into me. She was merciless, driving it deeper into me as soon as she pushed it past the head. Once it was in me, she started stroking it in and out of me like a guy was fucking me.
“Oh god, fuck me Kristi,” I sighed as she pushed it in and out of me. I wasn’t too sure what SHE was getting out of it other than knowing she was making me feel good. In any case, who cared? I felt good and at the moment, that’s what counted. Kristi started to smack my ass with the flat palm of her hand, making more noise than pain at first.
“Yeah, you’re a naughty girl for letting me do this to you,” she scolded me, “And naughty girls have to be spanked.”
With that she smacked me hard such that the flat of her hand met my butt and it stung sharply this time.
“Ouch!!” I protested, “Hey, THAT hurt dammit.”
Kristi responded by smacking me the same way, only this time harder and on my other butt cheek. God, my ass must be as red as a ripe beet.
“Damn Kristi, what the hell are you doing?”
“Shut up bitch, or I’ll REALLY give you a spanking,” she snarled back at me, “You’ve been naughty and I have to spank you.”
Over and over she smacked my ass until it was stinging badly. At the same time, she was pumping my pussy with her strap-on. It was like sweet and sour, hot and cold, yin and yang, whatever you want to compare. My ass was stinging while my pussy was loving it. There was something about the contrasting feelings that set me off and I could feel my orgasm starting to rise in me.
“Oh yeah, spank me, I’m such a bad girl,” I panted as my breath was getting harder to take as my orgasm began to sweep through me. Kristi smacked me especially hard while at the same time she rammed the dildo deep up inside of me and held it there so her crotch was pressed up against my bare ass.
“Oh shit…,” was all I could get out as my orgasm crested. It was incredible, like my entire body was awakening after having fallen asleep, like when your arm is twisted under you in the wrong position for a while when you sleep. Every pore on my body tingled and I could feel my pussy clamp down on the dildo, trying to hold it in me but Kristi insisted on stroking it in and out of me as I came.
Kristi pulled out of me and grabbed me by the waist, literally flipping me over on my back. I raised my inner leg up onto the back of the couch while my outer leg hung over the side, exposing my convulsing pussy to her. My slutty cousin didn’t hesitate a second, diving between my legs and burying her face in my soaking wet crotch, licking up my pussy juices as they flowed out of me.
“Mmmmmmm, you taste so damn good,” she moaned as she looked up at me from between my legs. I grabbed her head and pushed it back down, my actions demanding that she lick my pussy more and she was more than happy to do it.
“God, don’t stop now,” I panted, “make me cum again.” Kristi put two fingers in my pussy and pushed them in as far as she could while she licked my clit and between my pussy lips. Then she took them out and I felt her press one of her now wet fingers against my ass hole.
“Don’t you dare!” I hissed at her, barely able to move as my orgasm threatened to rise again.
I looked down and she grinned up at me, that naughty grin she gets whenever she gets her way – which was most of the time. She didn’t say a word but instead, pushed her index finger up my ass. I almost jumped off the couch!
“Kristi!” I whined, squirming under her finger.
She totally ignored my protests and I have to admit I – didn’t mind that she did. She pushed another finger up my pussy and I could feel her two fingers, one in my ass and one in my pussy, touching each other through the flesh inside of me. God, nobody had ever done this to me before! It was enough to set off my second orgasm, an even harder one this time. When it finally subsided she pulled her fingers out of me and moved up to kiss me. The fresh taste of my pussy on her lips was wonderful and so sensual
Needless to say we didn’t get much more planning done as we spent the next couple of hours playing with each other. I even tried on the strap-on for a while and fucked her. It was weird as I couldn’t feel anything of course but yet I was fucking her like a guy. It made me wonder what a guy felt when his dick was in me.
As I drove home later that day, my pussy tingled the entire way as I daydreamed about sex with my cousin. Mmmmmmm, talk about providing some inspiration for fucking my uncle! By the time I got home I had my plan all worked out, now I just need to put it into action.
Chapter 4 – Flirting With My Uncle Jim
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There was only one place where I regularly saw my uncle and that was Sunday morning services at church. Thus if I had any hopes at all of following Kristi’s suggestions, that was where I had to make my move. Of course, there was one little problem – it WAS church so it wasn’t like I could dress like a hooker and seduce him. In the past I had done a lot of things at church but the common factor was that it was usually the thrill of not getting caught or being more flirty than outright sexual. There was something about crossing your legs slowly in church seemed to turn on guys more than anything sometimes, especially when they got a look at your inner thighs in the process, just enough to make them wonder if you were wearing panties or not.
My mother was already distraught enough over the whole thing so I decided to leave her out of my plans. Besides, what could she do to help anyway? No, I was on my own this time. The day started out as most Sundays do, with me stopping by my parents to give my dad a little present before church. Our tradition of sex on Sunday mornings was more for his benefit than mine. Typically he would just lift my dress and fuck me without taking anything off. Since I almost never wore panties to church, all he had to do was lift my skirt and have a go at me.
It always seemed to be the same – I would show up late, my dad would be rock hard waiting for me, my mom would fuss about us being late for church and for him to hurry up, he would cum in me, and then there was the mad dash to get to the service on time. Sitting in the pews with your dad’s fresh cum inside of you certainly makes the service a lot easier to listen to!
With it being winter – and a cold day at that, it would have been a little out of place to wear some frilly summer dress that exposed my boobs and ass so that was out of the question. Instead, I chose to go with the basics – a tight black skirt and a white blouse. The skirt hugged my hips and came down to within a few inches of my knees – rather long by my usual standards but actually it helped to show off my thighs the way it hugged them. The blouse wasn’t sheer but thin enough that it wasn’t a mystery as to what color my bra was underneath. Yes, I was wearing a bra. With an outfit like this, I’ve found that wearing a colored bra (black in this case) was actually more erotic and got more looks than going bare breasted. Even back in grade school I realized that there was something about seeing a girl’s underwear that never failed to turn on the boys. Grown men are no different as they’re just the same boys now with bigger dicks.
My uncle and his family were in a pew just in front of us. We were too late to get a seat next to them but I think my dad actually preferred it this way. I noted that he somehow managed to maneuver himself into a seat right behind Tammy. Every time we stood up to sing a hymn (Presbyterians STAND when they sing), his eyes appeared to be looking down at the hymnal but I knew better. If you looked closely you could have seen that they were focused not on hymnal but rather on the tight little ass in front of him. Tammy was wearing a cute little denim skirt and it showed off her bare legs nicely. I also noticed that when he sat down, the hymnal stayed in his lap! Not too hard to guess why (sorry, couldn’t resist the pun.)
After the service I knew I wouldn’t have much time so I was anxious to get out of the pews before my aunt and uncle left. I tried to time it so that I was stepping out into the aisle just as my uncle was walking by and then I almost fell as I “accidentally” bumped into him. He grabbed my under my arms and helped me up to my feet.
“Whoa girl, better be more careful there,” he teased me. We were in the middle of a crowd of people but as I regained my balance I managed to put my hand on his crotch for just a moment, not enough for anyone to notice but long enough for him to know it wasn’t an accident.
“Now you better be careful girl, somebody might get the wrong idea,” he said softly as we worked our way up the aisle.
“Well, I was hoping you might get the RIGHT idea,” I teased him back. People around us were busy gossiping (well, in church that’s called “sharing”) and I knew that even if they did overhear us, they would have no idea what we were talking about. Who would ever even think that we would be bantering about sex?
We were almost to the pastor so we couldn’t continue our little exchange. After shaking hands and telling the pastor what a wonderful service it was, I headed downstairs to where our coats were hanging and waited for my uncle. As he grabbed his from the rack, I slowly put mine on. There was nobody within a few yards of us so I moved over close to him and grinned.
“So tell me Uncle Jim, just what ideas were you getting back there?”
My uncle rolled his eyes at me and shook his head.
“Nope, not falling for it kid,” he said, “Your dad gave me the lecture already, remember?”
“You know Uncle Jim, sometimes girls make mistakes,” I said off-handedly, “Sometimes you don’t appreciate something until you don’t have it anymore.”
“Oh? And just what might THAT be?” he said, starting to move over closer to me.
“You know, sometimes a girl likes it a little rough, do you know what I mean Uncle Jim?”
He looked at me with his eyes narrowed, probably trying to figure out if I was just leading him on for the kill or what. I knew he was teetering on the edge. I also knew just how to push him off.
“Don’t you want to fuck me anymore Uncle Jim?” I said softly to him, trying my best to sound like little girl if you know what I mean.
My uncle quickly looked around; as if he was afraid someone had overheard me. Even with all the hustle and bustle after the service, nobody was near us and when someone did walk by, they weren’t paying us any attention.
My uncle grabbed me by the arm through my coat and pulled me over to the side.
“Now listen to me sister, if you’re fucking with me…,” he started to say.
“Uncle Jim, don’t you get it? That’s exactly what I WANT you to do to me,” I giggled, acting more like a dippy teenage girl than a sophisticated college graduate.
As usual when it came to men, Kristi was right – he WAS easy. God, some men will believe anything if they think it will get them laid and my Uncle Jim was probably one of the easiest in that category.
“So what do you say I stop by later this afternoon?”
God, this WAS too easy. There had to be a fly in this ointment somewhere. Was he just setting me up?
“OK, how about a little father-daughter swap again?”
He looked at me narrowly and for a moment I thought maybe I’d come out with that too quickly. Was he thinking now that this was my plan all along? Well, it WAS but he wasn’t supposed to know that. I quickly took some action to put him off the scent. Moving in close to him so nobody could see, I reached down and put my hand squarely on his crotch. Yep, he was getting hard! The harder he got, the less he would be thinking with his other head.
“C’mon Uncle Jim, I thought you liked it the last time we all did it together, didn’t you?”
It must have been hard for him to concentrate with my hand pressing on his stiffening dick. My heart pounded as people walked by. God, here I was in the church basement with just my winter coat hiding my hand on his crotch from view! Obviously my uncle was as turned on as I was but my pussy wasn’t sticking out for all to see the way his dick was. Good thing he had a large overcoat on to hide it.
“Yeah, that WAS pretty hot, wasn’t it,” he mused.
“So you gonna set it up with my dad then?” He looked thoughtful for a moment, as if just one last time he was wondering if he as being set up. Maybe he was thinking it was too easy as well.
“You’re really something else, aren’t you,” he sighed, “Yeah, I’ll talk to John now about it.”
He disappeared from sight so I didn’t get to see him talking to my dad. I met my parents in the parking lot at our car and at first I wondered if my uncle had said anything because my dad acted as if everything was normal. It wasn’t until we were about half way to the restaurant where we were going to have lunch that suddenly he turned his head towards the back seat where I was sitting and called out to me.
“OK girl, spill it!”
I acted as if I had no idea what he was talking about. I could see his face in the rear view mirror as he looked back at me and grinned.
“Don’t give me that innocent face,” he scolded me, “I KNOW you had something to do with this.”
“With what daddy?” I asked innocently, still pretending I had no idea what he was talking about.
“What’s up John?” my mom asked.
“Oh it’s our horny little daughter, at it again as usual,” he sighed. “You’ll never guess what Jim asked me after the service.”
My mom looked sharply at me in her visor mirror. She must have realized instantly that I was up to something and she probably already knew what that something was.
“John wants to do another father-daughter swap this afternoon,” he said, as if he couldn’t believe what he was saying, “Can you believe it? After what I told him about Kelly, I can’t believe he had the nerve to ask me.”
My heart sank as I anticipated what he was going to say next. Damn, after all that work and he turned my uncle down. On the one hand, I felt good as I knew what a sacrifice that was for him just for me. On the other, I hadn’t expected him to be so chivalrous!
“As if that’s not enough, THEN, he tells me it was all our Kelly’s idea,” my dad continued. My heart started beating again. Maybe there was hope?
“So what’s the story girl?” he asked again.
What could I say at that point? There was just no way he was ever going to believe that I really wanted my uncle to fuck me just for my own pleasure. I had made it pretty clear how I felt about him when I finally worked up the nerve to ask my dad to keep him from me. I made a quick decision to come clean and let him know what I was planning. By the time we reached the restaurant, I had spilled my guts. The only thing I left out was my mom’s role. The last thing I wanted my dad to know was that his wife had to ask his daughter to help him with his sexual needs!
We didn’t say a word until we were seated. It was a Chinese buffet so we all got our first helpings and returned to the booth. After my dad gave the blessing, he looked up over the table at me with a puzzled look.
“OK, I buy everything that you’ve told me about WHAT you have done so far, I just don’t get the WHY,” he mused, “Not long ago I went to my own brother and had to tell him my daughter didn’t want him doing her anymore. Any idea how that made me feel? And now you’re coming on to him like you’re in heat. I KNOW there’s more to this than what you’ve told me.”
As I sat there wondering what to say next, my mom came to the rescue. She put her hand on his arm and squeezed it gently.
“Now John, can’t a girl change her mind without you having to cross-examine her?”
“Yeah but…”
My mom cut him off and gave him that look she does when she wants him to shut up.
“Enough already honey, why not just enjoy the afternoon?”
That effectively ended the conversation and we finished out meal without anything else being said about it. Even on the ride home, when my dad tried to mention it my mom would shush him and tell him to be quiet.
Back home I went straight to my room and undressed. I pulled out one of my nightshirts, the one that barely covered my ass when I was standing up and exposed about everything any other time. On a whim, I pulled my hair back into a ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror. After all, I would be effectively competing with a hot little teenager and I didn’t want to look any older than I had to. Wearing a ponytail always to take a few years off of me.
Although the nightshirt was loose on me, my boobs poked out nicely. At least I had bigger ones than Tammy who was still probably an A cup although lately I had noticed she was getting a little bigger in the chest. If I noticed them, I was sure my dad had so anything to make mine look better was fine with me.
Chapter 5 – Fathers and Daughters Again
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It was about 3:00PM when my uncle arrived with Tammy in tow. My mom greeted them as they came in and commented on how hot Tammy was looking these days. Indeed she was. Under that thick winter coat she was wearing a tight sweater than seemed to magnify her boobs and a pair of jeans that had to have been hell to get on they were so tight. The sweater was short enough that her tight little belly peeped out when she stretched or moved. It wasn’t anything risque but yet at the same time seemed to accentuate her natural sexuality. God she was a hot little vixen! Needless to say, my uncle couldn’t take his eyes off my ass as I walked in. He had always been more an ass man than a legs or boobs guy and I knew all it took to get him going was to flash my butt at him – which I naturally did.
As my mom took their coats, my dad joined us and greeted them. He took a long look at Tammy and just grinned. I could only imagine what thoughts were going through his head at that moment, knowing in a matter of minutes he would be fucking her cute little pussy again. He shook hands with his brother and asked him what excuse he had used to get out with just Tammy under his wing. Uncle Jim explained that he was coming over here to watch the race (I had no idea if there really was one on TV) and that Tammy had begged to come over and see me since it had been ages since the two of us had spent any time together. Apparently my aunt had bought the story since they both were here.
My dad looked at Tammy and then at his brother.
“She knows?” he said cryptically. Tammy must have overheard because she giggled and replied before her dad could say anything.
“What, that you want to fuck me today Uncle John?” she said with this impish grin on her face. That was my little cousin for you! I could only imagine the reputation she was building in school these days.
My mom just sighed and waved us upstairs saying, “OK, you guys go have your fun, I have laundry to get done.”
In a way, it was sort of surreal. It was as if she had told us all to go upstairs and have some ice cream she was so nonchalant about it. I could only imagine what Tammy’s mom would say if she had any idea whatsoever what her husband and daughter were REALLY planning when they left the house. Aunt Shari was such a pain in the ass sometimes. It was such a shame she didn’t approve of even premarital sex, let alone incest. Things would be so much easier if we didn’t have to worry about her all the time.
We ended up in my parent’s bedroom as they had the biggest bed in the house. For a moment the four of us just stood in the room so I decided to take the initiative and get the ball rolling – or should I say “balls”? I reached over to my uncle and started undoing his jeans, quickly unbuckling his belt and undoing his zipper.
“Damn, look like someone wants something bad today!” Uncle Jim laughed, “Damn John, haven’t you been taking care of your daughter?”
“Hey what can I say?” my dad shrugged his shoulders. He sat on the edge of the bed and Tammy quickly perched on his lap, her arm around his neck as she hugged her uncle and watched her dad’s dick emerge from his underwear as I pulled it down to his ankles.
“Hmmm, looks like someone else wants something pretty bad too!” I remarked as his hard dick flopped out once I pulled his underwear down. There was no need to coax him at all, he was already stiff as a rail with his dick slightly curved such that it stuck out but pointed up to the ceiling.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” he said harshly, “Get down on your knees and suck it!”
Something told me today was not going to be one of these slow, romantic times where there is lots of cuddling and foreplay. Nope, today it was going to be all about sucking and fucking if I knew my uncle at all.
Of all the guys in my family that I have sex with – my dad, my cousin Rick, and my Uncle Jim, my uncle’s cock is the smallest. Now normally cock size isn’t an issue for me, but I couldn’t help but notice how easily his entire dick fit into my mouth without me even having to take him down my throat. I slipped my mouth over him and immediately ran all the way down his shaft until my face met his thick bush of hair that surrounded his dick.
“Damn John, your girl isn’t wasting anytime today is she?” he commented.
My dad laughed and said, “Well, how many times have I told you know how she gets when she’s good and horny?”
As I worked on his dick, I was positioned so I could watch my dad and Tammy at the same time off to the side and behind my uncle. My dad had his hand on Tammy’s thigh, rubbing her and letting his hand wander to her crotch where he pressed his fingers in against her pussy through the tight denim. He rubbed her through her jeans and she started to squirm a little bit. He had his other hand around her, pulling her up onto his lap.
I watched as he started to play with her boobs through the sweater, rubbing them and cupping them in his hands. Eventually his hand moved down and then up under her sweater. The outline of his hand was visible as he stretched it out to grab her small breast in the palm of his hand. In a way it was like watching two teenagers making out. They started to kiss as her back arched and she pressed her chest up against his wandering hand.
“Shit John, quit making out like some kid and fuck the girl! That’s what you want anyway, isn’t it?”
“Oh go fuck yourself Jim,” my dad responded.
“Now why would I do that when I’ve got your lovely daughter girl here for me to fuck instead?” my uncle returned with a deep laugh.
Uncle Jim looked down at me then and grabbed my head in his hands, pushing my face into his smelly crotch. One of the many things I disliked about my uncle was he didn’t keep himself clean. It was one thing to fuck a guy who had been working out and was a little sweaty. It was another when the odor was simply umpteen days without a shower.
“Damn you give one hell of a BJ, I’ll give THAT to you,” he chuckled, “You need to give your cousin over there some more lessons.”
I did my best to ignore him, concentrating instead on watching my dad as he slowly pulled Tammy’s sweater up and over her head, exposing her bare chest with her small nipples poking out like tiny pencil erasers. God, talk about small but perky! Her small boobs were perfectly shaped without a hint of sag to them. She had the most incredible nipples, dark and round, sticking out all nice and hard when she got excited. My dad started top play with them like some boy getting his first feel, savoring them and taking his time. Well, my uncle wasn’t interested in taking his time that was for sure.
“Stand up,” he demanded, pulling me roughly up by my upper arms.
He lifted my nightshirt up and off of me, leaving me standing there totally nude on front of him. It wasn’t like it was anything new for me, but this time I felt like a piece of meat and the butcher was there sizing me up for dinner. My uncle dropped the rest of his clothes to the floor without making any effort to fold them. His dick, still wet from my mouth, was poking out, ready for action.
“Turn around and bend over,” was his next command.
Actually, what I did was face my dad and Tammy as I leaned over and put my hands on my knees, spreading my legs for my uncle. By now, my dad had undone her jeans but they were way too tight to get his hand inside of them so she stood up to help him get them off. As tight as they were, there was no way my dad could have pulled them off on his own. She wasn’t wearing any panties underneath so once they were off and she slipped off her socks, she was nude. God she look so cute and adorable! I never looked the way she did when I was her age. No wonder my dad wanted so bad to fuck her, she was the epitome of every man’s wet dream, a cute college girl with perfect perky boobs, curvy waist, tight smooth butt, and a pussy with a light covering of brown curly pubic hair. Her legs were velvet smooth and so much sexier than they had been even a year ago. There was just something about the way she stood there, her attitude, her posture, that told everyone that saw her that she was hot – and she knew it!
My uncle wasn’t evidently interested in his daughter at the time. I have no idea how often he fucked Tammy at home but he could have her whenever he wanted. Something told me that was as often as he could get away with it and not let his wife find out! In any case, at the moment he was interested in fucking someone else – me. He parted my firm butt cheeks with both hands and pushed his warm hard dick up against me like a rod poking into a fire to stir the ashes. Fortunately I’d been touching myself while I had been sucking his dick and my pussy was dripping wet already – a lesson learned from previous sessions with him and other dominate men who didn’t care if the girl was ready or not when they were ready to start fucking her.
I grimaced and groaned as he thrust his dick into my pussy. There was no lining himself up and pushing in his head first, and then slowly entering me the way my dad would have done it. No, he just wanted his dick in me all the way and he wasn’t ready or willing to waste one second getting it there.
“Fuck, you’re still pretty damn tight,” he groaned as he pushed his dick in me, his crotch meeting up against my bare butt until I could feel his coarse pubic hair brushing against me.
Of course, there was no way I was as tight as Tammy must be but then, how can you compare a 23 year-old with my sexual history against a cute college freshman with only a handful of dicks in her resume?
Tammy was back on my dad’s lap now, the difference being they were both nude and she had his hard cock poking up between her legs with his dick head nestled against her crotch. My dad’s hands were roaming all over her, running them over her legs, her body, even her hair. Of course they were mostly between her legs and on her boobs, like any guy would be doing had he had a cute girl like her sitting naked on his lap.
As my uncle pounded away at my pussy, my dad picked up Tammy and laid her back on the bed with her legs hanging over the side. He grabbed her ankles and pulled them up and over his shoulders as he kneeled on the floor by the bed and lowered his head to her tiny crotch. Tammy moaned as my dad started to lick her pussy. Mmmmmmm, what I would’ve given at that moment to trade places with her! She was holding her boobs, one in each hand, with her legs up and over his shoulders as she moaned and told him softly how good he was making her feel.
By now my arms were getting tired so I turned my head as far back as I could and told him I wanted to move over to the bed. He pulled out of me long enough for me to flop on the bed on my stomach next to where Tammy was laying on her back with my dad still eating her tiny pussy. My uncle didn’t waste any time shoving his dick back in me and going back at it again. It was actually a little boring for me, like he was just pumping himself in and out of me over and over with nothing else to offer. In the meantime, Tammy was in the verge of her first orgasm – lucky girl!
“Don’t stop Uncle John!” she gasped as her eyes were shut tight and she bit her tongue between her lips.
I turned my head and watched as her back arched and she suddenly thrust her hips and pussy up into my dad’s face. For once my uncle had nothing to say as he slowed down his pumping in me and must have been watching his daughter as her orgasm struck her. Tammy was never much of one to say a lot during sex but her breathing and sighs told me everything I needed to know, she was cumming – and cumming hard!
My dad never stopped until she finally relaxed and her back stopped arching upward. He stood up, his face covered with her pussy cream and a wide grin that stretched from ear to ear as he looked down at her with her legs spread apart, her wet pussy wide open and waiting for him, totally unashamed. She put one hand between her legs, rubbing her clit as if she couldn’t bear for it to be not touched even for a moment.
“Well, you gonna fuck my girl or not?” Uncle Jim teased my dad.
He was just rocking himself in and out of me now, not putting a lot of effort into it, just letting his dick enjoy having my pussy around it. One good thing about the way my uncle was fucking me, I could watch my dad as he got ready to put his dick in Tammy. As always, I couldn’t believe his hard dick was going to fit inside that sweet little pussy of hers. If course, I knew from past encounters that it would, but it was still pretty amazing that she could stretch out that much. Her brother actually had the biggest cock in the family, at least that I had seen, so if he could get his thick dick inside of her, my dad certainly could.
Chapter 6 – The Ultimate Sacrifice For My Dad
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I wanted to say something, to cheer him on, to tell him how happy I was that he was getting to do what he so desperately wanted to do. After all, wasn’t this why I was putting up with this useless dick in me now? Still, it was all worth it as I watched his hips thrust forward and his cock head disappeared inside of her. Tammy grunted and bit her lower lip as she waited for the next thrust which he quickly gave her, driving his dick into her in one smooth motion all the way up inside of her pussy.
“Fuck she’s so god damn tight!” my dad groaned as he just held himself in her, savoring the feel of her tight pussy as it gripped his dick.
As my dad started to fuck her, my uncle started getting more into it as well. Then, just as I figured he would cum and maybe I would get out of this relatively unscathed, he pulled out of me and started to push his dick against my asshole. Oh god, he wanted to fuck me in the ass. I had NEVER let him do it in the past so why did he think I was going to let him do it now?
“Uncle Jim!” I exclaimed, reaching back with my hand to push his wandering dick away from my butt hole. I felt the weight of his fat stomach press against my back and then his hot breath on the back of my neck as he whispered into my ear.
“You must think I’m really stupid, don’t you?” he whispered so softly I could barely hear him, “You don’t think I bought all that crap about you wanting to fuck me, did you?”
I squirmed under his weight as it was a little hard to breathe with his fat stomach on me.
“Look at them, see your dad fucking her? Do you want me to tell him why I’m letting him fuck her? Especially after that crap of you not wanting me to fuck your whore pussy anymore?”
I looked over at my dad but he was too engaged in Tammy’s pussy to pay any attention to us. No doubt he just figured his brother was being dirty with me as that would have been typical of him. If he only knew HOW dirty he was being this time though! I couldn’t let my uncle know that they dad knew all along what the story was.
“Well, if you want me to shut up and let him keep fucking her after this, then you’re getting it up the ass – got it bitch?”
What could I do? My dad was in heaven. He looked so happy fucking Tammy. As I watched he climbed up in the bed behind her and spooned her. They were facing us and I could see his dick sliding in and out of her wet pussy while he reached around and fondled her little boobs. How could I deny my own father this? How could I betray him by resisting my uncle and this depriving him of something he clearly craved so badly? I knew all I had to do was cry out and say I didn’t want it and my dad would stop fucking her and protect me but I could never impose on him like that. No, I was his daughter and if I had to do this to make him happy, then I would do it.
“Alright you bastard, go for it,” I said grimly.
“Nahhhhh, not that easy bitch,” he hissed, “You gotta beg for it… loud. I want them both to know you want it up your ass. You can do it you filthy whore.”
I was almost in tears but I fought back my feelings of revulsion as he stood up and started fucking my pussy again. I knew what he was waiting for and I wanted more than anything for a miracle to occur and take this from me. Tammy was riding my dad now, facing him and leaning over so he could lick and bite her nipples as she rocked on his dick. He looked SO happy and the lust in his eyes was unmistakable. I had to do this. I had to do it for my father.
“Oh god I love it when you fuck me Uncle Jim,” I started out, moaning and groaning like I was actually enjoying it, “I want you to fuck me in the ass… fuck my ass Uncle Jim.”
I said it loudly and as much as my father was concentrating on Tammy, he still heard me and I saw his eyes widen as he looked at me. Actually, my dad would have loved to fuck me in the ass years before but he knew how I felt about it and never pressed me to do it. What must he be thinking now to hear me ask my uncle to do it after all those years of me turning him down?
My uncle pulled out and stretched my butt apart wide to get a good luck at my asshole.
“Oh yeah, I’ve been wanting a piece of that tight hole for a long time now,” he said roughly.
“Give it to me Uncle Jim, stick it in me, I want you to cum in my ass.”
Well, in for an inch, in for a yard they say, and if I was going to ask him to fuck my ass; I was going to make it sound good. I had to convince my dad I really wanted it or else he might catch on to what was really going on here.
My uncle lowered his head and spit onto my asshole and then worked up another one and spit again. I could feel his warm spit on my ass and then it drained down and must have dripped to the floor. He put his finger up to my asshole and I felt him push it roughly into me and then back out again to wet and lubricate me.
OK, so I’m not an anal virgin but I’ve never asked for it nor have I enjoyed it. The only time a dick has been in my ass was when I was in a situation where I couldn’t control the guy fucking me. The last time was when I went out with Kristi on one of her assignments and ended up getting fucked by at least a couple of dozen guys (or maybe twice that, I don’t know for sure). A few of them took advantage of the situation and fucked my ass despite the fact I didn’t want them to.
This would be the first time in my life I had ever “asked” to be fucked in the ass but I wasn’t looking forward to it. Each time his finger pulled out of me I could have sworn I dumped a load of shit. I hated that feeling. Well, as it turned out, it was nothing compared to what was coming next.
“Watch John,” Uncle Jim bragged, “Don’t you want to see your daughter taking it up the ol’ bung hole?”
Again my dad looked at me as if he couldn’t believe what I was doing. Actually, I couldn’t believe it either but I couldn’t say that. I did my best to force a smile and pretend I wanted it. Just then I felt his hard dick press against my tight asshole. It was a good thing I was already on my stomach as he was pushing really hard to get his dick into me.
“Damn, talk about being tight!” my uncle gasped, pausing his efforts for a moment, “Tammy’s cunt is as loose as a whore’s compared to your daughter’s asshole!”
He pushed hard again and I felt the pain increase as his head forced its way into my ass. I put my head into the bed so my dad couldn’t see the tears streaming from my eyes as my uncle’s dick violated my ass. God it hurt! Losing my virginity was a walk in the park compared to this! I wanted to cry out for him to stop, to take it out of me and never put it in me again but I knew I had to take it. I had to do this for my father.
“Damn, all that and only half way in,” Uncle Jim said as he panted from his efforts.
He grabbed my hips and pulled me back into him as he pushed harder against me and forced his dick deeper inside of my ass. God, would he ever get it all the way in me?
“Ahhhhhh, there we go,” he finally got out as his pubic hair tickled my ass like a coarse hair brush.
Now that he was in me, he started to stroke his dick in and out of me. At first he only pulled out a little bit so he could easily stuff it back in me all the way again. As things went, he kept pulling out more and more until finally he was fucking my ass like he fucked my pussy – nothing but long, hard, rhythmic strokes. There was no way I was going to cum being fucked this way. Indeed, it was all I could do to not cry out in pain and beg him to stop. My only hope was that he would cum and cum fast so I figured it was in my best interest to help him along.
“Oh god, that feels so good… fuck me ass Uncle Jim… cum in my ass,” I pleaded, lying my ass off but they didn’t need to know that. At least all my dirty talk seemed to have the desired effect.
“God damn… almost there,” he groaned, pumping his dick stiff hard into my tight ass. Suddenly I felt his cum in my ass, like an enema which for me, is NOT a cool thing.
“Oh yeah, here it is baby, take it all up your butt!”
Well, he certainly seemed to be enjoying it. It was all I could do to hang in there until he had expended himself and withdrew from my ass.
“Now THAT’S what I call a good fucking,” he bragged, patting me on the butt like he was petting a dog after performing a trick for him. In a way, I guess that’s all I was to him, some pet trained to do tricks for him.
My asshole felt like I had just forced out a big turd after being constipated for a week – not a good feeling by any means. It felt so good to have him out of me though, the relief was almost enough to make me forget about the pain. Meantime, my dad was in his favorite position to finish off – missionary style. Tammy has her legs around him as best she could but they were too short to really wrap around him. He was pumping her like one of those little oil rigs you see in a farmer’s field, quick, long strokes in and out of her wet pussy.
“Fuck me Uncle John,” the little slut was saying, over and over again like a broken record. It was like some sort of chant, repeating it in some endless loop as he did exactly what she begged for – fucked her good.
“Oh god!” he cried out as he stiffened and held his cock still, deep inside of her pussy. I knew he was cumming and I tried to imagine what it must be like for her to feel his warm cum emerging from the end of his dick, deep inside of her and all that sperm being released inside of her.
“Oh Uncle John, I love it when you cum in me!”
I couldn’t help but think that Tammy sounded like me when I was a little younger, begging my daddy to fuck me more and more. I wondered if my dad was thinking about those days long ago as his little niece made out like some whore as she kept telling him how good his dick felt inside of her.
“How’s it going up here?” I heard my mom at the door. “You two horny dogs get off yet?”
Neither of them responded but the looks on their faces and those on Tammy and mine told her all she needed to know.
“Well, I’m glad to hear that since Shari just called and was asking if you were on your way home yet. She mentioned something about stopping by if you hadn’t”
Just like my mom to drop a bomb like that as if nothing was wrong. My uncle swore under his breath and started to get dressed.
“C’mon Tammy, get your clothes on,” he growled at her.
I never thought in a million years I would have something nice to say about my Aunt Shari but today I was thrilled with her. God only knows what my uncle would have done to continue his blackmailing of me. Everyone got dressed and I went to my room to put some clothes on myself. As I did, I heard someone enter my room and turned to see Tammy standing there in the doorway.
“You really love your dad, don’t you?” she said softly, looking at me with those large doe eyes she could melt steel with.
“I don’t understand… what do you mean Tammy?”
“To let my dad do THAT to you just so your dad could fuck me?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about?” I said briskly.
“Hey, I’m not stupid,” she said tersely, “You hated it when he fucked your ass, didn’t you?”
I went over to her and gave her a big hug.
“Tammy, let’s not talk about it, sometimes you just have to do things for your dad.”
“Yeah, I know…,” she replied, her eyes went to the floor as her voice trailed off.
Just then her dad came to the door and pulled her away.
“Let’s go girl, we need to get going before your fucking mother gets here.”
They went down the stairs, leaving me to wonder what Tammy meant by her last comment. A chill went down my spine as I wondered what her dad made her do for him. For me, this was a onetime thing and I would like to go on for another day. Poor Tammy, though, had to live with this monster every day. What was she trying to tell me? Should I have been more understanding? I knew I had to try to see her again sometime – soon. Something told me she needed someone to confide in and her mother certainly didn’t fit the bill, that’s for sure!
Meantime, my dad came into the room and hugged me and kissed me.
“I can’t believe you did that for me,” he said, hugging me close to him.
“What do you mean daddy?” I asked in my innocent voice.
“Enough said, I just wanted to tell you how much I loved you and how much I know you must love me to do what you just did for me.”
“Oh daddy, I love you!”
Yes, I would do ANYTHING for my daddy.
THE END
