Chapter 30 - AN OLD MAN'S PRIZE
(Mg, anal, oral, inc, exhib, voy)
Bunny wants some time with Mr. Jesse, but Uncle Joe intercepts her. She does get there, but not before her Daddy samples her ass...
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Monday morning it was raining, so Mama took me to school. I had lots to talk to Mary Lou about, but with it raining all day, we never had a chance to get off alone on the playground and talk in private. Everywhere we went, Janie was there. She wasn't being nosy, she just wanted to be included. After school, Mama picked us all up, me, Janie, Wendy and Mary Lou. She dropped Janie and Wendy off at their houses, but took Mary Lou home with us, knowing it would be hours before Mr. Mack came home.
Finally we had a chance to talk. Up in the privacy of my bedroom, I told her about Uncle Blake and Daddy. The whole story excited her. I also told her about going to Uncle Sid's Sunday afternoon, but Peter had already told her about that. Then I remembered something curious her uncle said when Daddy asked him if he wanted to fuck me. "I'd love to, but I'm done for the day. Next time, maybe I'll have my nuts fully charged."
"What was that all about?" I naively asked.
"Unlike us girls, guys can only do it so many times in a day," she replied.
"Uncle Sid had a girlfriend over earlier?"
"No, dummy! Who was there?"
"Pete and Kenny... Oh, my gosh!"
"Yes. I told you that Uncle Sid liked boys. He likes girls too though."
"Pete? Does your dad know?"
"Of course he knows. Daddy likes girls, but he doesn't hold it against his brother that he likes boys too."
"Kenny? Kenny's Sid's son, isn't he?"
"Yes, but that doesn't matter to Uncle Sid. As long as Kenny likes it too."
"Do Pete and Kenny..."
"Yes. They do it together all the time. And not just at Uncle Sid's. Daddy's okay with it, so long as the boys have me. That's why when I was nine and he discovered Pete doing me, that he told me to let Pete do whatever he wanted with me, whenever he wanted, but to never tell anyone about what Pete and I were doing, nor that Daddy knew all about Pete having sex with me.
"Of course with Pete doing me, Kenny was soon doing me too and after a while, Daddy said, what the heck, and started having sex with me too.
"I know!" she said beaming. "Maybe I can talk them into giving us a little show sometime, but," she giggled, "they're real sensitive about that stuff."
"Does your uncle have sex with you?" I asked, though I suspected the answer before ever asking it.
She laughed. "Yes. Naturally it wasn't long before Uncle Sid heard all about it from Kenny and well... And like your daddy, my daddy likes to watch. It's really no big deal. None of it, so long as everyone is having fun."
Tuesday morning the weather was beautiful with clear skies; cool, but warm enough that I could wear a sundress to school.
When I got home from school that afternoon, Mama told me that she was going to Aunt Bess' and asked if I wanted to come with her. I'd had enough of my little cousins for while, so I declined. I expected Mama to insist that I come with her, but she didn't. She had dinner going in the Crock Pot and showed me the leftovers to take to Uncle Joe. With that she left.
I checked the time. It was too early for Uncle Joe to get off work and if I hurried, I could leave the leftovers for him and then go see Mr. Jesse. I hadn't seen Mr. Jesse very much since he'd returned from Florida. I dashed upstairs and took off my "modesty" shorts under my sundress and took off my panties. I had lost so many pairs of panties over the past few months that I didn't want to lose anymore and have Mama ask uncomfortable questions.
Suitably attired for an afternoon with my favorite dirty old man, I headed out with Uncle Joe's supper. To my surprise, Uncle Joe was home.
"Bunny! You're just the girl I wanted to see," he greeted.
"I brought your supper," I warily replied.
As I set the foil covered plate on the kitchen table, he lifted the helm of my skirt. "Yes, you are just the girl I wanted see," he repeated. I froze facing the table as his hand roamed over my bare ass.
"Is this for me?" he whispered in my ear as he shoved his hand between my legs. I don't know why, but I spread my legs to give him better access. A moment later, the edge of his hand was sawing in my slit and all thoughts of Mr. Jesse vanished.
The hand left my juicing puss and he lifted my dress over my head. Next to go was my bra. I still had my sandals on and they would stay on while he had his way with me. By the time he was finished with me and we had both sated our lust, there wasn't time to visit Mr. Jesse. Not that I minded. As irritated as I got with Uncle Joe sometimes, he knew just which buttons to push to drive me wild.
I got home before Mama did, so no questions were asked. After supper, Daddy told Mama that he was taking me to get ice cream and Daddy asked if she wanted to go along.
"No. You know I'm watching weight, Hank," she told him. "But if you want to take Bunny, go right ahead."
I was expecting Daddy to bypass the ice cream shop and take me out to Lover's Leap. I wondered what he'd think when he felt how soggy my cunt was. But he didn't bypass the ice cream shop, he pulled into the parking lot. He got me my ice cream and we returned to his truck.
"We don't have much time, and I really needed to talk to you in private," he said all serious like.
"Okay, Daddy," I replied before taking a lick and making a show of it.
"This past weekend..." he began. "Are you okay with having sex with Blake?"
"I love Uncle Blake," I replied. "But not as much as I love you, Daddy."
"Then you enjoyed it?"
"It was fun. I was nervous about Aunt Bess being upstairs, but yes, I had fun."
"And then on Sunday, did you have any problems going with me to Sid's."
"You mean, do I have any problem with having sex with you and Uncle Sid. No, I don't have any problem with that."
"Good. I want you enjoy this as much as I do," he said putting a finger to my lips and pulling down my lower lip.
"Now, I know you've had sex with Joe. You haven't come out and admitted it, but you have fucked him, haven't you?"
"Um... yes." I wasn't comfortable breaking my trust with Uncle Joe, but I couldn't very well say no... Daddy knew very well I had and he seemed okay with it. I just hadn't confirmed it before.
"Tell me about it."
"Today?"
"Today? You fucked him today?"
"Yes," I giggled. "I took him leftovers for supper. He was there when I got there and we... you know."
"Oh, fuck..." Daddy muttered. "You are a shameless slut, aren't you?"
"Are you mad at me, Daddy?"
"No, I just...
"Does Joe know that I know?" he asked without concern.
"Only if you told him, Daddy."
"I haven't told him a damned thing. Fuck, just thinking about what you were doing this afternoon... Tell me about it."
"Well, I was wearing a sundress and wasn't wearing any panties. When I put his supper down on the table, he lifted my skirt and saw that I was bare. That always makes him crazy, " I giggled. "He ran his hand over my butt and then between my legs. Then he stripped my dress over my head and took my bra off. After that... well, we had sex... On his kitchen table."
"He fucked you?"
"Yes."
"You sucked his dick?"
"Yes."
"He sucked your tits?"
"Yes."
"Did he lick you?"
"Yes."
Daddy grabbed his crotch and adjusted himself.
"How long has this been going on?" he asked.
"Oh, I don't know. Since the fall."
"He started fucking you last fall?"
"No, he didn't do me until after Pete had. We just messed around. Handjobs, blowjobs..."
"Has he, uh, fucked you in the ass?"
"Uncle Joe? Yeah, he has," I freely admitted.
"Has Mack fucked your ass?"
"No, but the boys have."
"Well, yeah, I saw that Sunday at Sid's."
Daddy was silent for a moment. He then told me, "Finish up that ice cream and don't get it all over my truck." Looking at Daddy looking at me, I licked up a big drip running down the side of the cone.
"Aw, fuck..." he muttered, started the truck and pulled out of the parking space. His reaction made me giggle, as I knew what he was thinking. It was what I wanted him to think, of me licking the cream from his dick.
I figured that we were going home, but he was going the wrong direction. Maybe he was wanting me to lick him somewhere private. Mary Lou was right, guys are so easy!
I knew I had to hurry up and finish my ice cream before Daddy got to where we were going or he'd make me throw the rest away. He stopped and killed the engine. I looked up after taking the last bite.
"Why are we stopping at Mary Lou's?" I asked.
"I'm going to fuck your ass, that's why," Daddy answered opening his door. "Now come on. We don't have a lot of time."
I didn't know if I really wanted to do this, but I got out and followed Daddy to the front door. He rang the bell. Mr. Mack answered.
Stepping inside Daddy asked, "Mind if we use one of your beds for a few minutes?"
"Sure! You can use mine," Mr. Mack replied looking at me with a grin.
Inside everyone was more or less dressed and they had been watching a TV show together. Mary Lou and Peter watched as we filed past and was shown Mr. Mack's downstairs bedroom. "Make yourself at home," Mr. Mack said as Daddy pushed me inside the bedroom.
The bed was unmade, but it was roomy. I stopped and looked to Daddy for direction.
"What are you waiting for?" he asked irritably while kicking his shoes off. "We can't do this with you fully dressed."
A moment or two later we were both nude and I was told to get on the bed on my hands and knees.
"You got any butt grease?" Daddy asked our host.
"Sure, it's right on the night stand. Help yourself."
Daddy picked up the half used tube of KY and began slathering it over his semi-erect cock. I glanced to the side and saw that not only was Mr. Mack still in the doorway watching, but he'd been joined by Pete and Mary Lou.
Daddy jacked himself to an impressive and slippery hard-on and climbed into the bed behind me. I felt a glob of cold lube pressed into my butthole. That's when I began to worry. With lube, I could take Peter or Kenny's cock up my ass with ease, and I could take Uncle Joe's larger cock, if he went easy. But Daddy was bigger than Uncle Joe in the cock department, and Daddy was in a hurry. I thought back to the last time Uncle Joe just slammed his dick up my ass. That hurt!
A thick finger violated my anus. That wasn't too bad. Two thick fingers violated my anus. That was bit uncomfortable at first, but Daddy took it slow and massaged my pooper until he was sliding in and out with ease. He pulled out. I was expecting three fingers, but instead I got the hot spongy head of his dick pressing against me.
"Now this might hurt a little. I'll go slow, okay?" he said reassuringly.
I nodded and the pressure began to steadily increase.
"Relax, baby. You know what to do. You've done this before."
I did my best to relax my butthole and let him in. I guess I did good because my butthole suddenly stretched enough to let him penetrate. I groaned loudly as a wave of nausea swept over me.
"Yeah, fuck her butt!" I heard Pete call out. "She really likes it up the ass, Mr. Hank." he added.
Daddy paused and the nausea passed. "Tell me when you're ready, Pumpkin." Daddy hadn't called me Pumpkin in years and I wanted to giggle, but I didn't really feel giddy at the moment, just very full.
I nodded and he pushed more of his big thick dick into my ass. The nausea swept over once again, but quickly passed. He pushed and another inch of daddy cock up into me. Again I had to groan.
Inch by thick inch, he pushed into my bowels and each time I would groan until at last his hairy pubic mound was pressed against me and he had no more dick to shove into me. He waited a moment or two, then backed out a little and pushed back in. In, out, in, out with slow short strokes. Gradually the strokes became longer and longer and all discomfort faded away, replaced by a warm glow and the comforting knowledge that it was my daddy who was fucking me. The pace picked up as well and soon he was bucking into me without any fear of hurting of me, filling the room with the soft thap, thap, thap of flesh meeting flesh.
Daddy let out a groan and I knew he was about to cum. But I wasn't ready for him to cum, not yet, not yet!
"Arrrggghhhh!!!!" he bellowed and that was that. He was shooting his cream up my ass and soon it would be all over. Still, just knowing what was happening was satisfying to me. If I was making my daddy happy, then I was happy. Then it was all over. He softened and slithered out of my hole.
I stayed in position, my butt cheeks pried apart by my father's thumbs and fingers. I was waiting for someone, Mr. Mack or Pete to take over and slide into my puss or even back up my ass, but nothing happened. They were just gathered around my backside examining what Daddy had done to my asshole.
"There no bleeding," Mr. Mack pronounced.
"You can see way up inside her," Pete observed.
"I'd offer you fellows seconds," I heard Daddy say breathlessly, "but her mother is expecting us home by now."
"I'll take a rain check," Mr. Mack laughed.
"Me too," added Pete.
My ass checks snapped shut and I got a stinging slap to the ass. "Come on, Pumpkin. Get your ass up and dressed. Your Mama is waiting for us."
But before I dressed, I knew I needed to clean up first. Mary Lou knew too and was ready with a warm wet washcloth to clean my backside of excess lube and seeping cum. As she cleaned me up she whispered, "Thanks to you, you nasty slut, I'm now going get it!" She tried to sound mad, but she was smiling when she finished.
While Daddy and I dressed, Mary Lou was stripped and made ready to take her first cock of the night. Daddy wanted to watch, watch and join in, but we had already been gone too long just grabbing an ice cream cone, so we left, but not before he saw Mr. Mack penetrate her.
"Where have you two been?" Mama asked as soon as we walked inside.
"Oh, we ran into Mack and his kids and well... Sorry." Well, it wasn't an outright lie.
"That's okay, Hank," Mama said. "I was just getting worried.
"Bunny, you'd better get your bath and get ready for bed," Mama said. "It's getting late."
"Okay, Mama. Goodnight. Love you."
All was well... almost. I had made my daddy happy and that made me happy. But there was a problem, a big problem. If Mama ever found out, she wouldn't be happy. Not all. She might even hate me, and that I couldn't handle. A knot began to grow in my tummy as the prospect of Aunt Bess telling Mama what she knew... My asshole tightened up at that thought even as a little of Daddy seeped out and onto my sheets. Gawd, I was such a bad, bad Bunny!
Mama didn't erupt in a rage when I got home from school on Wednesday. She greeted me warmly and lovingly like she always did. So far so good... Aunt Bess hadn't told her anything.
She was all made up and dressed to go out. "They need someone at the library this afternoon and tonight," she informed. "I made up a casserole and it's in the fridge. You know what to do. Tell your father I should be home by 9:30 PM."
"Okay, Mama."
Fifteen minutes later and she was gone. During those fifteen minutes I thought of nothing but what Daddy would do once he got home. A mental vision of me on my knees with Daddy's cock sliding between my lips nearly drove me crazy. That certainly put a smile on my face, a smile I had to conceal to avoid any probing questions.
Once she was gone, however, I looked at the clock. It would be hours before Daddy got home.
"Mr. Jesse!" I thought. In my vicarious mental vision, Daddy's cock became Mr. Jesse's cock sliding between my lips. Without wasting another second, I rushed from the house, hoping that I would catch the old guy home.
I cut through the elderly neighbor's yard as usual and dashed up Mr. Jesse's driveway. His pickup truck was there! Rounding the corner, I saw him sitting on his back porch, naked as the day he was born, sipping on a bottle of whiskey.
"Mr. Jesse! You're naked!" I said in mock surprise. "What if someone sees you?"
"Fuck them," he slurred. "It's my own damned property and I'll do damned well as I please!
"You're not offended, are you?"
"No," I giggled, "I just wasn't expecting to find you outside in the open."
He waved his hand around encompassing his garden enclosed by a hick hedge. "No one can see me. Not unless they come in the backyard like you just did."
"Are you busy?" I asked taking in his bronzed hairless body. For an old guy, he looked pretty good. Especially with that sausage he sported.
"Busy? Now that you're here, honey pot, I'm suddenly very busy. How about you, darling? Are you busy or can you come and stay for a spell?"
"Mama's working the library," I told him, "and Daddy won't be home until 6:30."
"Then you can stay for spell, or do you have to run off to your Uncle Joe's?"
"I'm here to see you!"
He laughed, "Well, you can see me, can't you! Or would you rather see me inside and up close?"
"Inside and up close."
"Well, darling, you have certainly made my day! Come on in and let's have a little chat."
I darted up the stairs and into the house with him right behind. He closed and locked the door.
"You know the rules," he said. "No clothing allowed. There's no need for them!"
I did know the rules and quickly undressed.
"Turn around slowly so I can see all of you," he said. I turned slowly.
"Damn, you're a fine looking pretty girl! Spittin' image of your mama, though not as busty. But you're still growing...
"Speaking of your mama, I haven't seen her for a few days. She's alright I take it."
"Yes, she is fine."
"Fine is an understatement! She is still just as pretty as she was playing volleyball for me."
"Volleyball?"
"Yes, back in the day I was her volleyball coach. Man, with those jugs of hers, she put on quite the show. Lots and lots of fans attending those games. Twice the normal!
"And when she was cheerleading the football games... Lots of distracted hard dicks in the stands. She was a lot more entertaining than the football team.
"Speaking of the football team... I coached those bozos too. Your dad and your uncle were my best two players by far. Too bad the rest of the team sucked. Could've gone far, but...
"Speaking of Hank. How's he doing? How's his business doing?"
"Uh, Daddy's doing great," I replied dazzled with the all the new info about my parents when they were young. I knew Mama played volleyball, but a cheerleader too?
"Lucky man, your dad, landing a hot assed babe like your mama. I always thought she'd be some dickheaded Senator's trophy wife. But I'm sure glad your daddy scored that one instead. Especially right this very moment. Heck, you wouldn't be standing there nude looking at my dick if he hadn't. Now would you?
"Now let's cut the small talk and get down to why you're here."
"I wanted to see you," I replied.
"Well, the sentiments are same regarding you, darling. Damn, I do think your titties have gotten bigger since the last time I saw you. Hell, that was what, a few weeks ago?"
"You really think I'm bigger?"
"My old eyeballs may not be what they used to be, but I've always had a good eye for a nice pair of tits. And you my little Bunny, have a nice pair of tits. Nice rounded form, firm yet soft, not a hint of sag. Just like your mama's, except she's bigger. I venture you'll be bigger too in the next few months.
"Say, you don't mind if I check for firmness, do you?"
"Uh, okay..."
He reached out and cupped first one then the other tit, hefting them and giving each a squeeze or two to test for firmness, or so he said. Then he checked out my nipples... rolling them between his thumb and index finger. I couldn't help but moan softly.
"You like this, huh?
"Yeah, you like this a lot," he said as he continued handling my tits gently and seductively and getting me all hot and bothered in the process.
He leaned forward and kissed one nipple, then gently sucked on the other. That did it. I felt a trickle of moisture run down my thigh.
"Is this why you came to see me?" he said softly as he switched from one turgid nipple to the other.
His hand left the tit he was sucking and fell between my legs. Cupping my juicing pussy he let go of my teat and said, "My, my, you're all wet down there. Did I do that?" His finger slid into my wet slippery slit. I couldn't answer at that moment and his lips began kissing down and down, past my navel and onto my hairless mound. I nearly passed out when his fat old tongue licked along my slit.
"Open your legs," I heard him say. I spread them and his mouth engulfed my pussy.
He paused his oral ministrations long enough to state, "I just love the taste of young juicy girls," then he went back to eating me while I stood spread legged. And while he licked and sucked and scoured my cunt, his thumb found my asshole and pushed in.
He paused again with his thumb up my ass to the second knuckle and said, "I see you've taken up ass fucking lately. Anyone I know?
"No, don't answer that!" he quickly added. "That's between you and whoever was lucky enough to have his cock up your butt.
"The only question you need to answer is, did you come here today for an ass fucking or for a pussy fucking? Hmmmm?"
I was quite incapable of formulating an answer at that moment. He answered the question for me. "No, your asshole is too tight for a cock like mine. I think I'll just treat your sweet pussy to a cock massage."
Next thing I know and he's carrying me to his bedroom and depositing me on his bed like I was a sack of potatoes.
"Show me your pussy, girl," he said as he loomed over me jacking his very substantial cock to a massive erection. I spread my legs and shamelessly showed him my pussy. Then I remembered my daydream of first sucking Daddy's cock on my knees and then sucking Mr. Jesse's cock on my knees. But here I was, ready to be fucked by a man with the biggest cock I'd ever seen, and by then, I'd seen a few. And if he fucked me, which he'd done before and was about to do again, would Daddy know when he shoved his dick into me when he got home this evening?. Would I be as tight as Daddy expected me to be?
"No!" I said suddenly sitting up. "Don't fuck me, Mr. Jesse!"
"What the hell, girl? You get me all riled up and ready for some young pussy and you yank it away from me! You know what they call girls like that, don't you? A prick tease! What the hell did you come here for, if not to get fucked!"
Oooo, he was mad. I could tell.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Jesse, what I wanted to do was... to suck your dick." That last part I said in a whisper.
"Say that again?"
"I wanted to suck your dick."
"I thought that was what you said. Hell, why didn't you say that in the first place and avoid a misunderstanding? Hell, I could've raped you! I don't rape girls! I fuck them, but I don't rape them.
"Okay, how do you want to do this?" he asked smiling once again.
"Well, I was thinking that I'd be on my knees, and..."
"Fine by me! A good cock sucking is always welcome. So, off the bed or I might lose my self control and fuck you cross eyed!"
I hopped off the bed and got down my knees in front of him. Looking up at him, I smiled and reached out to caress his big old balls. His balls reminded me of Uncle Blake's balls, hairless, like the rest of him.
Striping back his foreskin, I sat up straight so that I could mouth the head of his erection without bending it down. Of course, doing this, I had to break eye contact. I don't think he minded, for I took him all the way down my throat to the root without gagging.
"Holy shit, Bunny girl! You've been practicing! Your Uncle Joe teach you that?"
"No! Don't answer that! I don't need to know the who...
"Oh, fuck that feels good!"
Without belaboring the point, Mr. Jesse liked his after school blowjob. Liked it a lot. Said it was the best blowjob he'd had all year, but I suspect he was exaggerating. Said it was better than if he had fucked me. Then he added, "Hell, I ought to just go ahead and fuck you anyway." He didn't, but he told me that the next time I came over looking for some old man dick, he was going to fuck me. "Fair warning, Bunny. I will fuck you and I will enjoy every moment of it!"
I hung around for a while and let Mr. Jesse slobber all over my pussy and my asshole for awhile. Then he got frisky and wanted to do that pussy massage thing with his big ole cock, but I had the sense to not let him plunder my puss. Poor guy, he had to settle for whacking off on my tits. Once I was dressed and out the door, I had second thoughts; maybe I should have stayed and let him fuck me silly. That would have been fun! But I really wanted to treat Daddy when he got home from a hard day's work, and didn't want him disappointed in any way.
I made it home just before 5:30, turned on the oven and stuck in Mama's tuna casserole. It wasn't my favorite, but Daddy liked it well enough I suppose, or at least he never complained about it. Then I went upstairs and brushed my teeth to get the taste of Mr. Jesse out of my mouth, then I took a quick shower to get his sticky mess off my tits.
I looked around for something appropriate to wear. Alas, the only sexy lingere I had was the pink see-through that Uncle Joe bought me to do housework in. That would have done the trick, I'm sure, but it was at Uncle Joe's and I didn't think it wise to go over and bring it home... I might not have gotten home!
So, I had to settle for what I had, my very best "Hank's Crew" t-shirt, the blue one that wasn't too badly faded. At least it went with my eyes.
Eyes! I rushed downstairs and got into Mama's makeup. A little mascara... maybe I over did it. A little lipstick... Daddy liked the bright red. A little rouge... I really need to practice doing this stuff. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought... 'Oh, my god! You look like a whore!' Oh, well, maybe Daddy likes whores.
I had just finished when I heard him opening the back door. I rushed out and greeted, "Mama is working at the library tonight!"
"Yes, she called me. Mighty considerate of her. Working tonight, that is."
He stopped just inside the kitchen, looked at me and said, "You look like a whore." I was crestfallen and he could tell, because he quickly added, "But I like whores." That made me feel better.
"What's with the old rag?" he asked tugging at my t-shirt.
"I wanted to wear something sexy for you, but this is all I have."
"You're sexy enough without it." That really made me feel good.
He stood there for a moment, then gesturing with his hands said, "Maybe I should have said, you're sexy without it."
I still didn't get it. I'm so dense sometimes.
"Your mama isn't home, Bunny, so lose the damned t-shirt!"
"Oh!" That was my plan all along, but I guess I blew it.
"That's better! Much better. I like you naked, you know."
"I know, Daddy," I said lowering my eyes. Then I remembered the rest of my plan, such as it was. I stepped up to him and felt the bulge of his growing erection. I unzipped him and fished his semi-stiff prick from his underwear. Then I knelt and took my daddy into my mouth.
While I worked him up to a full hard-on, he unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans, giving me a little more room to work with. He then pushed his jeans off his hips while I was sucking him. He unsnapped his boxer shorts and got the underwear out of the way. I took all of his dick that I could, burying my nose in his pubic hair. I inhaled through my nose, savoring his musky crotch odor.
Pulling his cock from my mouth, I nuzzled into his balls, inhaling his heady fragrance, then slurped up his cock once again.
"Damn, you do that as good as any whore I've ever been with. That includes your mother."
I pulled out and looking up with the tip of his dick at my lips and asked, "Are you saying Mama is a whore?"
"Yes, she's a whore," he replied. "She's my whore and you're my whore too."
That made me feel good, because Mary Lou had told me that a whore was a woman who enjoyed giving a man sexual pleasure, and in my mind, if Daddy said I was his whore, then I must also be a woman. At the time I didn't realize it also had other, not so nice, connotations, but what did I know?
I slipped the knob back between my lips and ran my tongue in circles around it. Daddy liked that, liked it a lot, just like every other guy I'd blown. Daddy didn't last too long and blew his wad into my mouth. I gulped it down just as the next thick gout issued from his cock. Like Mr. Jesse, Daddy's cum tasted good to me, a little salty, not too bleachy and not at all acrid. That's because neither Daddy nor Mr. Jesse smoked. Mary Lou said that that was the reason nasty old Jake Bottom's cum tasted the way it did, because he smoked cigarettes.
Anyway, once I had gotten Daddy's rocks off with my mouth, he pulled up his pants and told me to put my t-shirt back on.
"Why?" I asked him.
"Because Joe will be here shortly," he replied. "When Clare called and told me she wasn't going to be home and that she had left a casserole for us, I decided to invite Joe. Naturally, he jumped at the offer of a free meal.
"Time we got things out in the open. Don't you agree?"
"You're going to let him have sex with me, aren't you?" I warily asked.
"No, I'm not. I just want him to know that I know. He doesn't have to know a damned thing about you and me, and you don't tell him. Understood?"
I slipped the t-shirt back over my head just before the front door bell rang.
Daddy and I looked at each other. "I'll get the door," he said. "You set the table."
Quickly I set out three plates and three place setting of stainless, along with napkins and water glasses. Meanwhile I heard Daddy greeting Uncle Joe. They were chatting amicably as they came into the kitchen.
"Beer, Joe?"
"Yes, thanks," my mother's younger brother replied.
"Bunny, get us both a beer, sweetie," Daddy said. I fetched the beers, then pulled the casserole from the oven. The two men dug in as soon as I set the casserole on the table. I set a loaf of sliced white bread on the table, along with the butter dish. As I set down, neither were paying any attention to me, but they had waited for me to sit before they began wolfing down Mama's tuna casserole. I dished out a portion for myself. Within minutes, the entire casserole was consumed and I was still eating my first and only portion, not that I wanted seconds.
I heard Daddy say, "Joe, I didn't ask you here to feed you or for your company." Daddy's tone had definitely changed.
"Do you know what a 45 caliber dumdum will do to a man? It'll blow a hole in you this wide," Daddy said while forming a large circle with both hands. "Get hit in the arm and it'll take your whole arm off!" Uncle Joe's eyes were now about as wide as the circle Daddy had made with his hands. "I don't have a 45," Daddy said clearly enjoying Uncle Joe's discomfort. Uncle Joe was ten years younger than Mama. Daddy always considered him a kid and enjoyed busting his balls. "I've got a 357 Magnum though and it'll do a number on you too."
"Now, do you have something to tell me? About Bunny?" Poor Uncle Joe, all the color drained from his face. "Or would you rather have me tell you what I know about her..." He paused, then added, "And you."
Poor Uncle Joe. He started breathing hard while fear filled his eyes.
After letting Uncle Joe twist in the wind for a long moment, Daddy says, "Hey, relax, Joe. Relax. I ain't gonna shoot your ass. I just want you to know that I know that you've been fucking my little girl."
Joe suddenly bolted from his chair and ran out the front door. Daddy, he was in stitches.
Taking up for my uncle I told Daddy, "You said you didn't care that he was having sex with me."
"No, I think I said I don't mind you fucking him. But," Daddy laughed, "did you see the look on his face?" Sometimes I just don't understand adults, especially my parents.
"You didn't have to be so mean to him!"
"I wasn't being mean, I was being forthright," he replied still clearly enjoying himself.
Standing up from the table he then said, "Okay, don't get your panties in a knot, little girl. I'll call him and let him know it's alright. I don't want him going home and doing something stupid.
"You know, when I was dating your mama, I'd get her down in the basement of her house, have her blouse half off and her tits out and he'd peep in at us. I never let on that I knew. Hell, I thought it was hot that he was watching us.
"And your grandfather, he didn't give a shit what we were doing down in the basement, just so long as I wasn't fucking her. He told me in no uncertain terms that I couldn't fuck her unless I married her. Well, I fucked her anyways and I married her, so he was happy.
"Point is, Joe never knew that I knew he was snooping. Hell, I liked him. Still do.
"Now take care of dishes. I'll give him a minute and then call and get his ass back over here."
I cleared the table and washed the few dishes by hand with Daddy's hand up my t-shit feeling up my ass. He made his call while molesting me.
"Joe! Hank. I know you're there. Listen up. You get your ass back over here or I'm going come looking for you! Understand? Get your ass back here. Now!" He hung up.
"You're scaring him, Daddy."
"That's half the fun. I'm not going to do anything to him,. But, he can sweat a little, can't he?"
Uncle Joe must have got the message and he came back. He didn't look any happier.
"First off, relax, Joe. I'm not going to shoot your ass. I just want to get everything out in the open. Clare doesn't know and I'm not going to be the one to tell her that her dear little brother is fucking her baby girl. If you want to tell her, go ahead, but I'm not telling her.
"Nor should you tell her that I'm okay with you fucking her, or having her suck your cock or you sticking your cock up her asshole. Boys and girls, men and women, they do that sort of thing. They fuck. Fuck all the time and in every conceivable combination. It just part of being human. You're human and Bunny is human and you two fuck. It's just the way it is.
"And that's fine with me. You fuck her all you want, so long as she wants you to fuck her. But... you treat her right. You treat her badly and you and me are going to have serious issues. You enjoy her, but don't be passing her around like she's some cheap street whore.
"Now are we straight?"
Uncle Joe didn't say a word. He just stared at Daddy with his mouth open.
Daddy stood and said, "It's getting late and I have a lot to discuss with Bunny."
Uncle Joe stood and Daddy hugged him like men friends do sometimes before showing him the door. I can only imagine what was going through Uncle Joe's mind at the time.
Daddy turned to me and said with a grin, "How about taking a bath with me, Pumpkin?" I just adore my daddy!
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