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Author: Brother Genita and Sister Genita
Title: Uncle Pete's Family Weekend--Incest and Videotape
Part: 4 of 4
Universe: City of Chaseton, Chaseton County; part of "The Adventures of
Uncle Pete." Related to "Danny and Marie's Kiddie Sex Games," "Adolescent
Danny" stories, and other tales by members of the Genita Clan.
Summary: In summer of 1997, Uncle Pete spends a weekend with his sister,
brother-in-law, and their children including 17-year-old Matt and
12-year-old Kandi.
Keywords: bg (on videotape), Mg, mg, MM (only brief touching), cons,
m1st, mast, oral, ped, preteen, teen, ws (on videotape),
Language: English

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   WARNING

   This fictional story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity.
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   Uncle Pete's Family Weekend: Incest and Videotape (Uncle, 17-year-old
nephew, 12-year-old niece) Part 4 of 4

   by Brother Genita and Sister Genita

   It was Sunday evening in summer of 1994, and tomorrow I'd be leaving. 
I'd only arrived Thursday afternoon to visit my sister, brother-in-law, and
nieces and nephews at their American home in Chaseton, I had gotten close
with my nieces and nephews in ways I never dreamed.  What more could
possibly happen?

   I did have some mysteries to solve.  Matt, the family's 17-year-old
electronics spy, had secretly videotaped the family, and possibly his
friend Danny, in sexual acts at their home.  But what did he have on tape?
And what did Danny do with 9-year-old Janie on the tape marked "Danny and
Janie"?  Did my 32-year-old sister Toni really teach her 12-year-old
daughter Kandi to masturbate their male dog?  How did 5-year-old Annie
learn to give head?  Was I really the first to give head to 9-year-old
Jonnie?  Who in the family--besides Matt--knew what the others were doing?
And did my sister's conservative husband Tom know about any of this?  I
knew I wouldn't find all the answers this trip, but I would be back...

   For now, I wanted to talk alone with Kandi.  On Friday, she had
convinced me to take her virginity, which Matt had videotaped without my
knowledge, and I'd imagined without Kandi's either.  But she was gone all
day Saturday on a church outing and then this morning at church.  I hadn't
had a chance to talk to her alone since we made love.  I knew the first
time was an important experience, and I wanted to see how she felt.

   After I gave Janie, Jonnie and Annie turns sitting on my lap while the
whole family watched TV, Kandi got up and went to her room.  This was my
chance.  I waited about 15 minutes so it wouldn't look suspicious, then
said "Good night all; I'm going to finish packing." There wasn't much to
pack, really, but I'd conveniently stored my suitcase in Kandi's closet. 
She shared her room with Annie, but I knew it was still an hour before the
5-year-old's bedtime.  I got a few hugs and kisses, then left the room.

   I knocked on Kandi's door.  No response.  I heard music playing, so I
knocked again, louder.  "Come in," she said.

   I entered, and saw her lying on her back on top of her bed with her head
propped up on pillows.  She was looking at some teen magazine.  Her long
blond hair was in a ponytail, and her bangs hung almost to her sparkling
blue eyes.  She wore a white halter top with blue and white vertical
stripes on the sides, and a pair of tight pink pants that showed her
developed if preteen form.  Did she ever wear something that wasn't sexy?
She saw me and said "oh, hi, Uncle," trying to sound casual.

   I shut the door.  I patted her bed and talked over the music, saying
"can I sit here?"

   "OK," she said, trying to sound like she didn't care.

   She moved over a little to give me room, and I sat beside her.  "I
wanted to talk to you for the past day and a half, Kandi, but haven't had a
chance because you were gone.  I wanted to talk about our...experience
Friday."

   "Oh, that," she said, acting as if it were no big deal.  Of course, I
knew it was, to me as well as her.

   "How do you feel, dear?"

   "Fine," she said, still looking at the magazine.  She took a stick of
chewing gum and offered me one.

   "No thanks," I said.  "Could you turn down the music a little, hon?  Not
all the way, just a little." It was too loud to talk comfortably, but I
figured some music would help cover our conversation.  R.  Kelly was
singing "I Believe I Can Fly" from the movie "Space Jam." "If I can see it,
then I can do it.  If I just believe it, there's nothing to it." Kandi
turned the music down but not off.  "Thanks," I said.

   "Listen, Kandi," I continued, "what happened between us was very
special. You are very important to me, and sharing what you did with me
makes me feel special.  I'm honored that I could share that with you." It
may sound corny, but I really meant it, too.

   She stopped chewing her gum, then looked up at me, teary eyed.  "Really,
Uncle?"

   "Yes, Kandi, really."

   "Oh Uncle," she said, put down her magazine and threw her arms around
me. We snuggled together for a minute, and I stroked her long blond hair
and gave her a little kiss on the forehead.  When we broke our hug, she
gave me an impulsive peck on the lips.

   "I do need to explain some things, Kandi," I said, as she leaned her
head against my shoulder.  "You understand that our relationship is, well,
kind of awkward, with me being your uncle.  We can't really take it any
further." I glanced at her and she looked puzzled, so I continued.  "I
mean, we can't ever get married or even go steady or anything."

   "I know that, Uncle," she said.  "I don't want to get married."

   I was glad to hear that but strangely almost felt disappointed.  Silly,
of course.  "What do you want then, Kandi."

   "Uncle Pete," she said in a voice like she was addressing an ignorant
kid, "I wanted to give you my virginity."

   "I know.  You did that, and it was wonderful.  But what do you want
now?"

   "I want to have sex, silly."

   "Do you mean with me, or with others?" I asked.

   "Both, silly Uncle.  I wanted to have sex but never did it before.  I
needed you to teach me."

   I didn't know if I taught her very much.  From the actual experience and
a quick view of Matt's secret videotape, she knew what to do, even if she
was a virgin.  "But why me?" I asked.

   "Because you're my uncle and I can trust you," she said.  "Plus you're
professional."

   Professional?  I made a living arranging lodging and entertainment,
often erotic and sometimes illegal, for international clients, but I'd
never told Kandi that.  Although her mother, my sister, knew.

   "Did your mom tell you that?"

   "Maybe," she said, trying to suppress a smile.

   "Come on," I said, "did she?" How else could Kandi have learned.  Unless
her step-brother had videotaped me talking to Toni at some point..."Was it
Matt?" I asked.

   "No," she said.  Then it must have been my sister.  She'd tell my niece
that?  Then I thought about Matt.  He was in the living room when I left,
and if he knew I was going to Kandi's room...

   I looked around the room to see where a camera could be hidden.  All I
saw on the ceiling were a hanging lamp with a fan and an air vent, but he
was an expert at this stuff.  Chances were he was taping us right now. 
"Come on," I said to Kandi, taking her by the hand.

   "Where are we going?" she asked, concerned.

   "Don't worry, dear," I said.  "It's a surprise."

   As I passed by the family watching TV in the living room, I noticed
that, sure enough, Matt was gone.  I went to his door and tried opening it
without knocking.  It was locked.  I banged on it hard, and said "unlock
the door and let me in, Matt," I demanded.  I figured the rest of the
family wouldn't hear me with the TV blaring.

   "Uh, just a second, Uncle," he said.

   "Now," I said.  A few seconds later, he opened the door.  He sat down in
front of a computer game, trying to look casual.  With his thin teenage
form, his glasses, and his brown curly hair, he looked like a cross between
Greg Brady and Bill Gates.  I wasn't buying his innocent act.  I dragged
Kandi in with me, shut the door, went straight to his hidden video
collection I'd discovered earlier that day, and said "explain these, Matt."
I figured Kandi was shot unaware too, and deserved to know what her brother
had done.

   "Huh?" he said, panicked.  "I don't know...I mean..."

   "I watched the one of me and Kandi, Matt," I said.  "I found it when you
were gone this morning."

   "You taped me and Uncle Pete?" she exclaimed.  "You promised not to!"

   So Kandi knew about her brother's X-rated hobby.

   "I only promised I wouldn't tape if you seduced him Friday evening,"
Matt said.  "But he seduced you Friday morning.  That doesn't count."

   "So Kandi, you knew your brother makes these tapes?"

   "No, Uncle, I didn't know he taped us, honest!"

   "OK, Kandi, I believe you.  But you knew he made secret tapes in the
house?"

   "Yes, but not of us."

   "Have you watched any of them?" I asked.

   "Well," she said, " a couple."

   "She's seen most of them, Uncle Pete," Matt said.  "There's some she
hasn't seen that she really wants to," he said, giving her a devious look.
He sounded more confident than when I first confronted him.  "But you
aren't going to tell anybody, are you, Uncle Pete?"

   He had me there.  How could I tell anyone he'd secretly taped me fucking
my 12-year-old niece?  "No, Matt, I guess I can't.  And I won't tell that
you make secret videotapes.  It will have to be our secret."

   "You want to see any of them, Uncle Pete?" he asked.

   Did I want to see candid videos of my relatives and others having sex?
Was the Pope Catholic?  Besides, I hadn't spent much time with Matt since
I'd arrived--I'd been so busy with the rest of my nieces and nephews.  I
guessed it was time to share his interests.  "Sure, Matt," I said, and he
locked his door and pulled some type of thick curtain over it.  "Helps
cover the sound," he said.

   I found out Matt had three working monitors, one that was hooked up to
both his computer and his camera system so he could watch what he was
taping at the time, another which could show views from a second room, and
a third which didn't monitor rooms but was connected to a regular VCR. 
Apparently he could watch any room in the house, but only watch two rooms
at once.

   He popped a tape into the VCR.  It was one I hadn't noticed when I
peeked at his collection earlier.  It was called "Kandi Dancing," and had a
number of scenes of her doing some of the most erotic moves I'd seen
outside of a men's club.  She was no professional, but the way she wiggled
her tight little butt and shook her 34B breasts in a series of skimpy
outfits was divine.  Matt's work was nearly that of a professional as he
creatively varied the lighting and angles.  Then I had a surprise--the last
dance on the tape was the strip one I'd seen her do for Matt when I'd
secretly peeked through his door!  The odd thing was I saw her fully expose
herself on the tape when she was toward the door I had been hiding behind.
So she wasn't hiding her bare pussy from her brother by turning away from
him, she was aiming it toward a hidden camera that must have been above his
door.  I looked up, and saw an air vent there.  So that was where he hid
his cameras.

   He noticed where I was looking.  "There's air vents in every room in
this house, Uncle Pete," he said.  "Except in the bathrooms, which have
ceiling fans, so I had to come up with a different spot there.  But in the
rest of the house, all the air vents are in the ceiling next to a wall,
right by the middle of the wall.  And I got a camera in all the vents. 
With a fisheye lens, you can see the whole room," he said, proudly.

   "Where did you get the money for all this?" I asked.

   "By selling the tapes," he said.

   "You sold tapes of me!?" exclaimed his sister.

   "No, no, I don't mean that," he said.  "You don't have enough money."

   "What?" she said.

   "I don't sell them to just anybody," he explained, lecturing like a
successful businessman.  "I sell them to the people I tape."

   "Blackmail," I said.  "So I suppose you're going to charge me."

   "No, Uncle Pete, you're my uncle.  I wouldn't charge you."

   "Then who do you charge?" I asked, getting more confused.

   "See, Uncle, I didn't start with cameras in the house.  Me and Danny
taped--well, I can't say who, because I got paid not to--but we taped a
teacher with a student when we were at Chaseton Middle School.  Kandi's
going back there in fall when she starts seventh grade.  We weren't
planning to tape a teacher, but I got a camcorder for my 14th birthday when
I was in eighth.  We were going to sneak it into the girl's shower, hide
it, and put it on record before school started.  Then we'd sneak it out
after school, and watch.

   "But when we were going in, we heard a strange noise in...one of the
rooms.  I can't tell you too much cause I don't want to give it away, but
we saw a teacher and a seventh grader.  And they were doing things right
there in the school!"

   "Really?" said Kandi, getting very interested.  "What teacher?"

   "I can't tell you, Kandi," he said.  Then, proudly, "professional
ethics." (To find out what happened, read "Adolescent Danny: Students,
Teacher and Videotape," by Brother Genita).

   "So you got enough from that teacher to buy all your cameras?" I asked.

   "Naw," he said.  "Me and Danny didn't know to ask for more money.  We
were just kids then.  But we got enough for him to get a camera, and we
caught some other people, and one of them was...well, somebody who had a
lot of money.  I'm sorry, but I can't show you those tapes."

   "How could you when you sold them?" I asked, then realized the answer
before he said it.

   "We made copies," he said deviously.  "But we keep them locked up and
hidden, that way if anybody tries to cause trouble, we still got evidence.
Plus," he added, "me and Danny like to watch them sometimes."

   "Who else knows about this?" I asked.

   "If you don't count our 'clients,' just me, Danny and Kandi, and now
you, Uncle," he said.  "I got other tapes I can show you," he said, "of
people who didn't pay.  And some of my family--our family."

   I found out Matt never turned in anyone, even if they refused to pay. 
After all, if the police investigated, it could mean the end of his little
operation.  And they'd stopped blackmailing after their rich "client"
bought them off.

   I looked at the titles he had.  He had commercial porno tapes, but the
titles I was looking at were all homemade.  "Kandi Dancing," of course, and
I'd already seen the beginning of "Uncle Pete and " with the blank waiting
to be filled in, although I found he'd only shot me and Kandi and, well,
the dog.  There was "Poop and Pee" I and II, which featured the whole
family--including me--using the toilets; "Shower" I, II and III;
"Bathtime;" and once again I noticed "Mom and Dad" tapes I, II, and III. 
"Is this really your Mom and Dad, uh..."

   "Fucking?" he said.  "Yeah, and doing oral, anal and all kinds of
stuff." He grinned.  "Lucky they like doing it with the lights on.  I only
got one infra-red camcorder, but it's a portable."

   Then I pulled out a title called "Mom, Kandi and Rex." So maybe my
sister really did teach Kandi how to masturbate the dog.  Kandi noticed the
title as soon as I did.  "Don't show him that one Matt!" she said.  He just
grinned and put it back.

   I saw something else I'd seen the title of before, called "Danny and
Janie" (described in the "Adolescent Danny" series).

   "I can't show you that one either," said Matt.  "Not til I check with
Danny.  But here's one that's even better."

   It was titled "Dad and Annie I." A videotape about my brother-in-law and
his 5-year-old daughter?  She'd given me head like a pro.  Did she learn
her technique from her own father?  A man who was an active church goer and
so conservative?

   Matt put in the tape.  It started out rather blandly, with Tom, who was
about 6 feet tall and slightly chunky, carrying Annie, who looked to be
about 2 or 3 in the video, into his bedroom.  Her strawberry blonde hair
was curled into ringlets which hung over her little white shoulders.  She
was still wearing diapers, and he changed them as she grabbed his short
blond hair.  There were a few clear shots of her naked bottom, but only a
hint of her pussy.  Nothing very exciting.  Matt fast forwarded through the
next several scenes on the tape.

   "Here's a good one," he said, putting it on play.  Kandi and I stared at
the monitor.  One scene of something I didn't catch ended, and then it cut
to Tom standing in his bedroom, naked with his back to the camera, with
something I didn't identify on the sides of his neck.  Then he turned.  His
hand was on his cock, which looked short but thick, and he was obviously
masturbating.  I heard Kandi gasp, but continued watching the video.  What
was also obvious was that in his other hand he was holding Annie's bottom
as she sat in his hand facing him.  She was also naked and looked to be
about three.  She had her tiny hands around the sides of his neck.  His
cock was just short of her bottom, and it looked like he was trying to
touch her with his penis.  He turned away from the camera again, then sat
her down on his bed, feet toward the camera.  She lay there, apparently
content, and he moved toward her.

   Unfortunately, his back blocked much of the view, and Matt fast
forwarded for a few seconds.  He stopped, and it was the same scene, only
now Tom had moved onto the bed behind Annie's head.  She was still lying on
the bed with her feet toward the camera.  But he was holding his cock over
her mouth, and she was licking it.  His erect penis had something white on
it, and then I saw him squirt some more whipped cream out of the nozzle of
a can onto his cock.  She licked his dick, hungrily.  I found my own dick
was springing to attention inside my pants.  He started masturbating
furiously with his right hand, and from his face was about to cum.  Then he
bent forward a little, his left hand fingering her toddler pussy.  She
giggled, although I could barely hear it, then she went back to licking his
erection.  He moaned loud enough to hear on the tape, then suddenly his
cock spurted cum over her face and hit her tummy.  His second spurt
actually reached her tiny pussy and hit his own fingers as they masturbated
her.  The next couple of spurts were small, and hit her face and her mouth.
I wondered what she would do with the cum, but she licked it up happily
with the whipped cream.

   I turned to comment to Kandi, but then I saw what she was doing.  My
12-year-old niece was intently staring at the tape, but her pink pants were
unsnapped, and her hand was inside her white panties playing with her
pussy.

   I looked at Matt and saw he was grinning again.  "I never showed her any
tapes of her Dad before," he said.  "She kept bugging me to, and I figured
this was the time."

   "Do you..." I started to ask Matt, then glanced at Kandi.  "Do you have
any of your stepfather and Kandi?"

   "No!" Kandi exclaimed and Matt said at the same time.  Matt continued "I
think Dad only likes really little girls." His grin got even bigger. 
"Watch this scene," he said.

   He fast forwarded the tape through a few more scenes, then stopped at
the end of one that showed Tom and Annie, who looked a little younger than
she did now, maybe about 4, drying off with bath towels.  "I should put
that scene on a shower video, but I haven't gotten around to it yet," said
Matt.  "But watch this."

   In the next scene Tom was dressed in brown slacks and a white
undershirt, and was entering his and Toni's bedroom carrying Annie.  She
was wearing nothing but a pair of pink Barbie panties.  He set her on the
bed, left, then several seconds later carried another girl in who looked
about 4, the same age as Annie in the video.  The girl had dark brown,
almost black skin, medium length black kinky hair in cornrows, and dark
brown or black eyes--it was hard to tell exactly.  She had pink barrettes
in her hair, and was wearing a pair of panties identical to Annie's.

   "That's LaToya," Matt said, "named after the singer."

   "I babysit her," Kandi exclaimed, her hand still in her white panties.
"What's he doing with LaToya?"

   "Watch," said Matt.  "Remember that time a few months ago when you were
supposed to babysit her?  But you had that game or whatever you and Mom
wanted to go to and Dad babysat for you?"

   "It wasn't a game.  Mom wanted me to go to a mother-daughter banquet
with her."

   "Whatever," said Matt.  "Just watch."

   On the tape Tom set LaToya on the bed, shut the bedroom door, and
started removing his clothes.  He had something in his hand, but it was
hidden from the camera.  My brother-in-law stripped down to his white
briefs, then took both girls by the hand and led them into his and Toni's
bathroom.  "Don't worry," said Matt.  "I knew Dad was up to something
before I left, so I had the cameras in both his bedroom and bathroom
running."

   The scene cut to the bathroom, apparently edited together.  Tom's briefs
were off, his cock already at half mast.  The two girls were sitting close
together on the closed toilet seat.  Tom pulled off Annie's panties,
exposing that sweet pink slit I had licked earlier that day, then LaToya's.
Her pussy was small and so dark you could barely see the dark slit.  Then
he took a squeeze bottle of chocolate syrup, apparently what he'd been
holding earlier, and squeezed some on his cock.  Annie, already
experienced, started licking his chocolate covered cock right away.  She
showed LaToya what to do, and soon the two toddler girls were licking
together, making a meal out of my brother-in-law's cock.  Then Tom put more
on the tip, and Annie suddenly sucked it into her mouth.  She'd obviously
done that before, too.  After a few tries, Tom got LaToya to suck on his
penis too.

   Then Annie whispered something to her dad, and he got LaToya and her off
the toilet.  He opened the top lid, then set Annie back down on the john.
He got on his knees and moved his face toward her lap.  Then his mouth
covered her toddler pussy.  Annie got a determined look on her face, and
then I saw some piss spurt from around Tom's face.  My little niece was
peeing into her father's mouth!  Tom squeezed more chocolate onto his cock,
much of it dribbling onto the bathroom floor.  Then he patted LaToya's
bottom, moving her toward his crotch, and she moved in and started licking
and sucking the syrup off his erect member.  Tom moaned into his daughter's
peeing pussy, and while LaToya licked the end of his cock it suddenly
spurted onto her face and into her mouth.  She backed up a little and
watched him squirt, giggling.  Then she moved back in and starting licking
up chocolate and cum.

   I was so wrapped up in the video I didn't notice what was happened off
the monitor until I felt my pants being unzipped.  I looked down and there
was 12-year-old Kandi kneeling in front of me wearing only a white front
hook bra.  I could see the top of her ass as she bent toward me.  She
quickly pulled down my white boxers, grabbed my cock which was already
erect, and thrust it in her mouth.  She started sucking me hard and fast.
Then I noticed Matt was beside us aiming a camcorder at the scene.  I
wanted to give a good show, so I reached down and undid Kandi's 34B bra. 
Her beautiful preteen breasts hung down, and I started fondling their firm
young flesh as she swallowed my manhood.  Matt moved behind her to get a
good shot of her hand as it started stroking her pussy.  She had shaved her
cunt, and it was completely hairless.  She spread her pussy lips with her
fingers, and I knew he was getting a good shot of her spread pussy lips and
her hanging tits.

   Deciding to get a different angle, he laid on his back on the floor and
started shooting from underneath Kandi and me.  I pulled my cock out as far
as it would go without leaving Kandi's mouth, then thrust it back in.  Then
I heard Matt grunt, and looked over at him.  Kandi had grabbed his crotch
through his pants.

   "W-what are you doing, Kandi?" he said, backing away.

   Kandi stopped sucking me just long enough to say "grabbing your cock,
brother."

   I was confused.  Matt videotaped everyone in the family having sex,
including incest, pedophilia, water sports and bestiality, and he acted
shocked that his sister grabbed his crotch through his pants?

   "Take off your pants, brother," Kandi said.  "I want to fondle your
cock." She went back to sucking me.

   "But I can't...I never..."

   I knew Matt had peed in the toilet while his 9-year-old sister Janie was
sitting on it, because she had told me about it.  But from the way she
reacted to my stiff erection, I had suspected she'd never seen a penis
fully erect before.  Apparently her dad, who liked younger toddlers, didn't
do anything with her when she was littler, or she didn't remember, and
Matt...it looked like peeing with his little sister and videotaping sex was
all he'd done!

   "Let her play with your cock, Matt," I said.  "It feels even better than
when you do it yourself.  Trust me."

   Kandi wasn't waiting for an answer.  She still had a hold on the front
of his pants, and somehow managed to unsnap them while still sucking on me.
My hands started fondling her wondrous boobs again, and squeezing her
nipples.  I'd felt bigger, but she had the nicest feeling breasts I'd ever
fondled.

   I heard Matt's pants unzip, but got lost in my own sensations.

   "Kandi, I can't do this," said Matt.

   Then I had an idea.  "Hand me the camcorder, Matt."

   "What?" he said.

   "It's your turn to be on tape.  You've shot everyone, including your
friend Danny."

   "But I've never been..."

   "You can show Danny this tape later," I said.  Then, thinking of his
nervousness, I added "you can edit out the awkward parts."

   Matt was still nervous, but his adolescent hormones took over.  He
handed me the camera, and pulled down his white briefs.  His 6 inch cock
stood at attention a few inches behind Kandi's ass.  His penis was thick,
thicker than mine.  His younger sister took it in her 12-year-old hand, and
started masturbating his penis while continuing to suck mine.  It was the
first time, I confirmed later, he'd been masturbated by anyone other than
himself.

   Kandi slipped her mouth off my cock.  "Uncle Pete," she gasped, "Uncle
Pete, I want you to do it to me again."

   "You want me to do what, Kandi?" I wanted to hear her say the words. 
And get them on tape.

   "Please, Uncle Pete, fuck me.  Fuck me again." She didn't have to ask me
twice.

   "Yes, my 12-year-old Kandi," I said for her and the tape.  "Your uncle
wants to fuck you right now."

   Still on her knees, she turned her ass toward me.  I grabbed her cheeks
with one hand as she spread her legs.  Her pussy was very wet already.  I
spread her vaginal lips with my thumb and forefinger, my other hand aiming
the camcorder.  It was wobbly, but I got it in the shot.  Then Matt took
the camera from me, and I aimed my cock straight for that waiting cunt.  I
pushed the tip over the opening, then pushed harder.  Her hairless pussy
swallowed the head of my cock for the second time since she gave me her
virginity just two days before.  I thrust in about an inch further, then
backed up an inch, then in two inches.  Soon I was fucking her preteen cunt
in earnest.

   "N-now Matt," I struggled to speak.  "Give me back the camera.  I think
Kandi's going to do something to you." I already saw Kandi licking her
lips, and I knew what she had in mind.

   "Uncle Pete," she said between labored breaths, "is it OK if I..."

   "Do whatever you want, my little cunt," I said.  "Do whatever you want
to your brother."

   I took the camera from Matt, who was standing there dazed.  But Kandi
knew what to do.  She grabbed his cock again, but instead of stroking it,
moved it into her wet mouth.  While I, her uncle, fucked her 12-year-old
shaved pussy from behind, she sucked on her brother's erect penis.  I
alternated between shooting his cock and mine.  Unfortunately, I couldn't
get a shot of her sucking his member and mine thrusting into her pussy at
the same time, but what I shot was extremely erotic.

   Then I remembered the video tape, still playing on one of Matt's
monitor. I looked up and was surprised to see all three monitors were on.
One was of the kid's bathroom, which was now empty; another was of Matt's
room, and in that one I could see both Matt's penis in Kandi mouth and mine
in her pussy at the same time.  So Matt had turned on a camera in his room
in addition to the camcorder I was using.

   But on the video tape was something else.  My brother-in-law Tom was in
the backyard, wearing nothing but what looked like a kid's pointed birthday
party hat with an elastic string under his chin.  So Matt had a hidden
camera aimed out there too.  The high wooden fence would block the view of
anyone from outside, but not Matt's camera.  Then I saw about half a dozen
girls and boys aged about 3 to 5 running around the yard with him.  They
were also naked except for party hats.  I could hear their sounds of
giggling over the moans of Matt, the heavy nasal breathing of Kandi with
Matt's cock moving in and out of her mouth, and the swushing sound my cock
made sliding in and out of her now dripping pussy.

   After a few seconds I saw there were two boys and four girls, two of
them LaToya and my niece Annie.  But as I looked closer I saw what they
were giggling about.  Tom and one of the boys were holding their penises
and peeing on the others!  The little brown-skinned boy had short black
hair, and was grinning as he splashed pee on the tummy of a little,
laughing brown-skinned girl who had long straight black hair.  Then I saw
another girl, who was Asian with a party hat over her black hair and eyes,
smiling coyly and looking down.  I followed her gaze and saw little girl
pee spurting out of her little slit.  But it was going right onto the cock
of a little, kinky-haired black-skinned boy!  The pee splattered on his
smooth lap, and I saw he was stroking his little piss-covered cock and
actually had an erection!  I didn't know a boy that young could get a
hardon.

   My cock was throbbing in Kandi's cunt, and I knew I was getting close.
Suddenly I heard Kandi give a muffled scream.  She was cumming with my cock
in her pussy and Matt's in her mouth.  I remembered the camera I was
holding, and leaned to the side to get a shot of her scrunched up,
cock-filled face.  Then I had another idea.  I was in a hurry, because from
the way I felt and the way Matt was moaning, we were both about to shoot
our loads.

   "Kandi," I said.  "Your brother's still a virgin.  You gave your
virginity to me; why don't you let your brother give his to you?"

   "Fuck my brother?" she said in shock.  "I don't think he'd want..."

   "Oh yes, Kandi," said her brother, caught up in his own passion. 
"Please let me fuck you, little sister.  Let's do it right now.  Oh
please!"

   "Uncle Pete, is that..."

   "Go for it, Kandi," I said.  "Fuck your brother and swallow my cum!"

   Kandi was in too much of a daze, so I grabbed Matt and pulled him behind
her.  "What, what do I do, Uncle?" he said.

   "Fuck me, brother," said Kandi, deciding quickly.  "I want you to cum
inside me."

   Matt still looked unsure.  I was too horny to wait for him to figure out
how to mount her, so I pushed his butt, moving him toward her with the
camera in my other hand.  I let go of his butt and grabbed his cock, aimed
it for his sister's love tunnel, then said "now push in, Matt, just push
in." He missed the first time, hitting between her cunt and asshole, but on
the second try, his cock hit that precious fuck hole, and slid in.  Soon he
was fucking her madly.  I moved in front of her, and she started sucking on
my cock for all it was worth.  I was so close to cumming.

   Then I glanced at the VCR screen, and almost dropped the camera.  The
little black-skinned boy was aiming his cock and peeing right into the
mouth of the tiny Asian girl who was trying to catch it all!  As it
dribbled down her chin and her tiny nipples and toward her teeny slit, my
cock shot spurt after spurt of hot cum into my niece's throat as she moaned
on my member.  I heard Matt moan so loud it was almost a scream, and knew
he was shooting his spunk into a pussy for the first time.  And his
sister's pussy, no less.

   After we'd all cum, I got concerned-y-a little late--about the noise
we'd made.  But Matt confirmed that his room was virtually soundproof with
the thick curtain he'd hung over the door.  I also found he'd left his room
accessible to me the other times on purpose, after Kandi had told him about
my erotic-booking profession and he'd videotaped me.  He had wanted me to
find those tapes.  His room was locked this time to keep his family out.

   The three of us wiped ourselves off with some tissues, got dressed, then
Kandi and Matt gave each other a little kiss and a long hug, and I thought
"cute, brotherly and sisterly love." She and I then snuck out.  The rest of
the family had already gone to bed.  Kandi said it was OK she and Matt were
up late because school was out for summer.  Her Dad had work the next day,
which was Monday, and her Mom and other siblings were going back to the
weekday summer camp.  Kandi crept into her room, I gave her a goodnight
tongue kiss and a hug, this time grasping her firm little ass, and went to
bed on the couch.  What a night!

   I'd told the family to wake me up before they left, and they did.  I was
covered with hugs and kisses from my sister Toni, my nephew Jonnie and
niece Janie, and little niece Annie.  I said goodbye to Tom, and was left
alone with Kandi and Matt.  I was too worn out to do anything, having cum
more times in three days than I had in that short of a period in 15 years,
but Kandi and Matt were ready to go at it.  With Matt's hidden cameras also
running, I videotaped Kandi giving her brother head in Annie's little bed,
him eating pussy for the first time while she sat on the kids' bathroom
toilet, them fucking missionary style on Janie's bed, them fucking with her
on top on Jonnie's bed, and even her thrusting up and down on his lap with
her back to him while he fondled her breasts and sat on his parents' bed.

   When they were through, Matt made me copies of the videos we'd done and
several of the others.  Now I'd get to see my sister and brother-in-law
fucking, and Kandi even agreed to let me see the one with her, my sister
and the dog.  I promised that next time I visited I'd let him know ahead of
time about my sexual plans with his young siblings so he could capture
those encounters on tape too.  While much of the money he'd earned had run
out, I reminded him that in less than a year he'd be old enough to shoot
porn legally, although he'd have to be careful with the kiddie stuff.  He
had talent, and already had lots of experience.  I told him with my
connections I could get him aspiring porn actors who'd perform pretty
cheaply, and we could go into business together.

   But I knew that next time I came by, I had more mysteries I wanted to
solve.  And I had another planned conquest, in addition to sampling some of
the kid's in Matt's videos.  He'd fucked his sister.  Next time, I wanted
to fuck mine!

   END