{ASST} Together {Mr_Ed} Mg, MF, inc, 1st, cons, exhib, span Disclaimer: This story is entirely fiction, and has no basis or purpose other than to entertain. It should not be read by any minor, for it is not intended as an instructional manual in sex. If the idea of underage sex bothers you, do not read any further. Together By: Mr. Ed Candice had been working at her new job for over two weeks now, and he had taken on the job of baby sitting his niece. Now it was not that she was a baby that needed diapers changed, for she was eleven years old, and it became simply a matter of keeping her busy, and therefore out of trouble. That, of course, was next to impossible, and he had already given her one spanking for bad conduct, and because of her embarrassment, had agreed not to mention it to his sister. He still recalled the spanking with pleasure, for when she had come to get her spanking, she had bent over his knees and in so doing, his supporting hand actually ended up holding her over one of her little, newly forming, breasts. During the entire time needed to give the spanking, he had been able to feel it resting so nicely in his hand and it had felt nice, to say the least. Not only that, she had lifted her short little skirt, pushed down her panties, and accepted the smacks on her bare bum. He had not even thought of giving it to her on her bare butt, and he never got to see that much due to the bad viewing angle, but just having her bent over and exposed like that, breast in hand, had been a rather stimulating event and had brought him to a state of being aroused. Mostly he found it easiest to take her out someplace, with the best being yesterday. Taking her to the amusement park had been as much fun for him as for her. Going on almost every ride there, they had laughed together, and had a great time. It was especially nice the way she would cling onto him while on the rides, looking to him for her protection. Even an eleven year old clinging that close, especially when he recalled her spanking, provided another cause of him becoming aroused, and that was always a nice feeling, even though he had to take steps to ensure it remained concealed to others. Being in his early twenties meant he had a few years practice at that, and knew what kind of clothes to wear to better conceal it. "So what's on tap for today, Uncle Bruce?" asked Susan. "After the expense of yesterday, and considering the rain outside, not very much I'm afraid," he responded to her. "Hanging around, especially with you, can be nice, though," she countered. "What a nice comment, Susan," he said, more than a little surprised. "Especially when you know I don't fool around when you do something wrong." "Hey, there's an idea!" she exclaimed. "Maybe I should do something wrong, and get another spanking, eh, Uncle Bruce?" "A spanking is not supposed to be for your pleasure, it is meant to discourage you from doing wrong!" he exclaimed. "I know that, Uncle Bruce, and I'm not going to do anything like that again," she promised. "It's kind of funny though, 'cause I didn't mind getting it from you so much, and it kind of felt neat when you had me over your knees." "Strange enough, even though I hated hurting you like that, I kind of felt close to you even as I hit your butt. Weird, eh?" "Can I tell you a secret?" she whispered, even though nobody else was there to hear. "Sure, Susan," he assured her. "When I was there over your knees, you were holding me up, and your hand was right over my tittie, and I like it being in your hand. Maybe you would prefer bigger ones, but I liked the feeling it gave me. I guess that's being kind of bad, all by itself." "You know something, Susan?" he countered. "I knew my hand happened to land there, and was well aware of holding it. You sure are growing up nice, and will be very pretty when you are older. Wait a minute, that's kind of stupid...you are pretty now, of course. It's just when you finish growing, I think you will be a knock out!" "My favourite, even if only uncle felt up my little tittie, and liked it!" she exclaimed. "Now you know why I wouldn't mind having to get another spanking from you? I could get it felt up again!" "You don't need to get a spanking to get felt up, but we both know it would be wrong to do things like that. It's best we both behave ourselves!" "What fun is their in that!" she exclaimed. "Changing subjects, why don't I take some pictures of you with my digital camera?" he suggested. "You could even model different clothes, and do stuff like fix you hair different and all that sort of stuff!" "Hey, that does sound like fun!" she declared. "I'm willing!" "Let me get my camera, make sure it is empty, and we can get started," he suggested as he got up and headed towards the room in which he was staying. It was a lot easier to be staying there than risk being late to do his part, and making his sister late for her work. That would not be a good way for her to start out in a new position. The entire thing started out innocently enough, with several pictures taken in staged activities around the house, sitting at the table, watching television stretched out on the floor, and things like that. From there, however, it seemed to progress into something it was not supposed to be. Susan started changing clothes, putting on a very short skirt and a tube top, leaving her midriff exposed. Then it was a tight pair of shorts, and requests for low angle shots. Her shape was clear, even pronounced, but he allowed her to pose, knowing she was having a little fun being sexy, and because, frankly, because he was enjoying her sexuality. One of the outfits she came out in was a top that was made up of one strip of cloth running from her waist, up around her neck, and back to her waist, thereby covering her breasts, but leaving the two sides and the centre exposed, as well as her back. This was the first time she got into a pose where she was leaning forward, and caused her breasts to be showing for the picture, and him to see. Next came a top that was a cutoff of some other piece of clothing, and this showed her breasts once again, but from the bottom this time, her development being just enough to hold the fabric away from her chest far enough to show the base of the mounds. From there she tried a one piece bathing suit, but one that was too small for her. It was barely able to cover her nipples, and, in fact, actually allowed the tops of them to be just visible below the pushed up mounds which of course made her breasts look larger than normal. Following a series of shots in that, she returned to her room, emerging in a bikini. This showed the greatest amount of flesh of all, for it was made up of a little triangle of cloth covering her vulva, and each nipple, and a little more over the slot of her bum. Each side was exposed, head to toe, only little strings holding the pieces together. By this time, Bruce was beginning to really enjoy her exposure, and was quite interested in what she came up with next. Rather than a change of clothes, her next idea was to run some water into the bathtub, and take pictures of her in the water, wearing only her bikini. That he found okay as well, realizing that she was holding her legs apart deliberately so her crotch would be visible, albeit through the water in which she lay. As if by inspiration, she then added some bubble bath to the water, mixed it up enough to cover the water with the bubbles, and got back in. Carefully she caused her shoulders to protrude from the bubbles, but kept her bikini top sufficiently covered so it was not visible, thereby being sexy by suggestion. "Since you have already held and seen my breasts, Uncle Bruce, would you mind if I took off my top, and you take pictures of me covered by only the bubbles?" "The pictures we have taken already show more than they should of your sexy body, Susan," he said. Thinking for a few moments, he added, "I suppose, but they must be covered by the bubbles. Okay?" "Sure, Uncle Bruce," she agreed. Sitting up enough to undo the string, she took it off, set it outside the tub, but in so doing completely exposed her breasts to him, then she started gathering up bubbles to conceal at least most of her breasts. This was the next few pictures, clearly showing her nudity, but at least concealing the breast nipples. When she rolled over onto her belly, her breasts were down into the bubbles, but her back was clearly naked, with no evidence of any strings or other covering for her breasts, thereby suggesting her naked front. "How about some that see a hint of my butt cheeks?" she asked. "You've already seen that too, when you spanked me." "We sure can't show these to your Mom, Susan," he commented. "Are you sure you want to do that?" "Very sure," she stated, "even if I get a spanking afterwards for it!" "If I spank you, it will only be to get a picture of your red ass after the spanking," he told her. "Go ahead, take them off!" As she was slipping them down and off, she said, "You know, Uncle Bruce, that's not a bad idea! Maybe we could do exactly that!" "Behave yourself, Susan!" he exclaimed. "What you are doing is bad enough!" "You know, Uncle Bruce, this is really nice doing it, and lots of fun. I love you for being such a good uncle, and allowing me to do these things." "You already know I love you, but I admit, taking pictures of you like this is kind of neat, even though I know it shouldn't happen. We can never tell anyone else we did these poses you know." "Of course I know that, Uncle Bruce," she confirmed. "Do you think I am pretty now that you have seen more of me?" "I didn't need to see any more of you to know how pretty you are, but seeing so much is rather nice, and this is more fun than I expected. Just how far do you want to go with posing for the pictures?" "All the way, if you will let me," she admitted. "Total nudity, front and back!" he questioned. "Yep!" she confirmed. "Now we both should get a spanking, and even worse," he commented. "Only you and I will know, Uncle Bruce. Will anybody else be able to see the pictures on your computer?" "Trust me, there is now way anyone will be able to find them from the plans I have to hide them!" "Come on, take the one of my butt cheeks coming out of the water a little, and then I can get dried off, while you take pictures of me doing that. It should be some pretty good shots!" "I do hope I don't come to regret this, but I guess you get to become part of child pornography today, so here we go." She didn't even pretend to hide her bum with the soap bubbles, and it was clearly visible in the shot, even with a little bit of a view of her crack slightly spread, but with her crotch hidden by her upper thighs. When she stood up after that, her entire naked body became visible to him, and to the lens of the camera, while a whole series of shots were taken. As she dried off, pretending to not see the camera, he caught slots of her front, back and many close ups of individual parts. Once dried, they went into her room, Susan walking naked beside him, and then began a series of shots posing on the bed, and revealing everything. He made no secret of getting shots of her naked crotch, including with her legs spread, and her crotch stretched until her hole was open to look inside. There were no more spots on her to see, and he knew her totally naked body, at least how it looked. "I think I'd like to see my bum nice and red from a spanking, Uncle Bruce," she told him. "How about giving me a spanking, since I've been bad anyway, and then taking pictures of it?" "If you are into that, I could set the camera on automatic, and take a series of pictures while you are getting a spanking," he informed her. "Oh, yes!" she declared. "That would be perfect! Hard enough to make my bum totally red, Uncle Bruce," she demanded. "My poor hand, for what you feel on your bum, I'll be feeling on my hand." "How about spanking me with something else, then Uncle Bruce?" she suggested. "Like what?" he asked. "I don't know," she said. "Maybe a ruler or stick or something," she suggested. "Since a hand on your bum would be sexy, how about we start with some hand slaps, and then find something else to use? Maybe the ping pong game paddles?" he suggested. "Hey, that's a good idea," she agreed. "Tell you what! How about hand first, paddle second, and then a few with your belt?" "You are sure looking to be sore from all that, Susan. Are you sure this is what you want to do?" "It's a little scary, but to see it in pictures would make it worth it, Uncle Bruce. I want to see when I'm crying too! You know I will be, and you shouldn't worry about it when I am." "You are a little crazy, Susan, but if that is what you want then let me get it set up and do it." It took a little planning, but the camera was set up on his tripod, and a chair put in the right position to capture the action from the right angle every three seconds. Before starting, he emptied the memory into his computer, giving him over one hundred shots he could take in that way. When they tested the position, he found her bare breast in his hand, and made no secret of kneading it a little. Susan let him know that she liked it happening to her, and even tossed in a little kiss on his lips when he got up to make a little adjustment to the camera. Then they were ready to begin. With the camera started, Susan went down over his lap quickly, and began to receive slap after slap on her bare bum, each cheek receiving it's share of the blows. Bruce lost count of how many times she felt his hand, but was aware of when she began to cry, and of how she encouraged him to continue hitting hard. Her butt cheeks were not visible as much as they could have been, so he wasn't even sure of how red her bum was, but certainly was aware of how sore his hand was becoming. At least her blows were divided between her two cheeks, where his hand felt every single blow in the same place. Finally there was a pause, and they both got up, and he stopped the camera. For several moments, he held her naked body in his arms, soothing her from the sore bum she had received, and even a few kisses on her soft lips. "Man you are strong, Uncle Bruce," she finally said when the tears abated somewhat. "My sweet little niece has had quite a beating already," he said. "How about we forget anything more, at least for the moment?" "No, Uncle Bruce," she declared emphatically. "I want to see the paddle and strap hitting my butt, so please don't stop now. If you will hold me like this afterwards, then I can bear the pain!" "Cuddling you is not problem, and is kind of nice, Susan," he told her. "You can count on it, but I might just touch places I shouldn't touch." "You can touch me anywhere, Uncle Bruce," she granted. "Any place and any way! It will make it even better knowing you would do that when it is over!" "Alright, my sweet little sexy niece, I'm going to move the camera so you will be on the bed for the next shots. I can't use a paddle or belt if you are over my knee." "Then please be sure to give my titties a hold when we are cuddling, Uncle Bruce," she requested. "That's part of it that I really like!" "Me too, baby! Me too!" he told her, and actually made her smile about it. When she stretched out on the bed, and he had the camera ready, he was very aware of how red her bum was, and an idea of how much it must have burned her. His hand was still stinging from the blows, and he knew her butt must have as well, for the skin there was so much softer than his hand. Not bothering to warn her before the first one, he brought it down on her bum with the paddle as soon as the camera was clicking every three seconds. He placed nine strikes on her bum cheeks, and making it even redder than before, and bringing her to fully crying once again, starting with the second blow. It was immediately after that when he brought his belt into use and watched as her bum flesh jumped after the blow landed. Each time, the jumping flesh followed the blows, landing six times across her two cheeks, while her crying was getting almost scary, it was so intense. Without stopping to turn off the camera, he took her up into his arms and then spent several minutes gently caressing and talking to her, assuring her it was all over. The camera quit when it was full, but not until it had pictures of his fondling her breasts, and feeling up her crotch. As soon as she stopped crying enough, he supplemented his consoling her with kisses on her lips. That's when it did stop, and became the major activity of the moment, and while she was recovering from the mistreatment, his roving hands unrestrained, and she even actively sought for their gentle touch. "That was real hard to bear," she said. "I hope the pictures are worth it, Uncle Bruce. Thanks for making me feel better. If nothing else, it was worth it to have you hold me and touch me that way. The kissing was the best of all, though." "If you are willing, my dear sweet Susan, I want to do that more often, for it is nice to kiss you," he told her. "You realize you have me totally turned on, don't you?" "If you weren't something would be wrong with me, so I'm glad you are, Uncle Bruce. When we kiss other times, I hope you will touch me those places again." "No matter how wrong it is, Susan, I found how nice it is to touch you, and will probably try every once in awhile to get to do that." "Any time you want, Uncle Bruce," she said. "If you tell me you want to do it, I'll take my clothes off for you, that way you can get at everything easier." "I guess the only thing I will have to worry about is raping my little sweetheart," he admitted. "Right now, it is very hard not to throw you on the bed and get into you. You are so sweet and sexy!" "That's a little scary, but when my butt doesn't hurt so much, I think I'd be ready for you to rape me if you wanted to." "Oh, Lord, don't tell me that, baby!" he exclaimed. "That's too much of a temptation. Are you ready to let me download the pictures and see what we have?" "One more real good kiss and I'm ready," she confirmed. The kiss was exchanged for nearly a minute, and her crotch was fondled all the while. The moment she felt his hand against her leg, they had sprung open to give him access, and reveled in the resulting stimulation she received. When the download was completed, what a series of pictures they had. Bruce sped up the time between shots, and it almost provided a moving picture of what had happened. Virtually every stroke was captured with some having his hand going up, down or even against her bum. Watching it brought back the memory, and caused Susan to stand, and rub her buttocks with her hands, at least until his hand took over the gentle caresses. Thereafter she left her bum to his hand. Hunger finally ended the show, and together they headed to the kitchen, and lunch. Susan never bothered to get dressed, and remained naked as she paraded around in front of him. Every time she saw him looking, she welcomed his gaze with a smile. "What now?" she asked when lunch was finished. "We get dressed and go for a bicycle ride," he told her. "The rain has stopped, and it should smell nice out there." "Could we go as far as the big park?" she asked. "I love when I get to ride on those long, long bike paths." "Just what I had in mind," he confirmed. "You don't need to get dressed, only me," she commented. "But you know I have things I wear when I ride, and I do need to change," he responded. "Don't suppose I could watch?" she requested. "I don't think so, Susan," he said. "Let's not do anything more like that for today. Okay?" "Anything you want, Uncle Bruce," she agreed. The ride took them all through the park and, as expected, everything smelled so fresh and clean it was really outstanding. Forgetting the time a little, they got back with barely enough time to prepare supper for Candice's return from work. Actually, she had to wait about five minutes before it was ready to sit before, and listened to the story of the park ride while she waited. It was during the evening that Bruce as sitting on the chesterfield, when Candice took up her seat on the loveseat she preferred. Susan came shortly after, and sat down leaning her side into her uncle. "Seems you have made some points with my daughter, Bruce," commented Candice. "We've been enjoying each other's company for quite awhile now, and yea, I guess you could say we have become closer." "How come I never got to cuddle up to you like that when we were growing up together?" she questioned. "Hey, Sis, I'd be happy to hold you like this any time you want, back then or now!" "Then I'm reserving that place tomorrow evening as mine," she declared. "Susan's ticklish enough I could drive her off this evening if you want, Candice." "I can't be that mean to her, Bruce. Just leave her in peace for this evening." "If you want to take my place this evening, Mom, come on! I'm willing to be left out in the freezing cold all by myself to make you happy!" "You would?" asked Candice in surprise. "How is it you would treat me so well?" "You're the one that is working hard to pay for our home, and deserve to be cuddled. Especially by Uncle Bruce, for he is your brother and you saw him first!" "Okay, kid, I'll accept, but I want a hug from my sweet daughter before though!" she responded. "I do love you, you know, Susan!" "I love you too, Mom! I love your brother too-a whole lot!" "Glad to hear that!" she declared. "He is worth loving you know!" "Every day I learn that more and more, Mom!" said Susan, glancing back at him. "I happen to think he is the best guy around!" "Don't tell him, but so do I, darling!" declared Candice. "Oh, for Christ sake, if I hear any more of this, I'm leaving!" declared Bruce. "Shut up and drink it up, my dear brother!" ordered Candice as she cuddled up to him, and accepted his arm over her waist. "Damn, Susan, this is nice!" "When did you last kiss him, Mom?" asked Susan. "Let me think," she replied. "When I got home, I believe." "That wasn't a kiss that was a poke!" she declared. "Why don't you kiss him now? He is still in love with you!" "You in love with me, Bruce?" asked Candice. "Forget this, I'm going to bed!" he declared as he pretended to get up. Both Candice and Susan shoved him back onto the chesterfield and Candice placed a real kiss on his lips. "If I'd known you kiss so good I would have tried to get some long before now!" he declared. "If you had been half awake, you could have had a lot more than kisses, my naive brother!" she declared as she returned to her original place. "When Susan is not listening, I intend to ask for more detail on that one!" he declared. "No you won't!" she responded. "That would be too embarrassing!" "You want me to go to bed?" asked Susan. "Yes!" declared both her mother and uncle together. With a pout on her face, she got up to leave, and heard them shout at her, "Sit down, Susan!" "What a pair you two make even giving the same orders at the same time! It's not fair being ganged up on this way, you know!" "Suffer!" they both declared, looked at each other, and all three laughed, for they had done it again. Susan took herself to bed just when the late show was about to start. When she had seen the preview, she decided she didn't want to see the movie and was too sleepy anyway. Both her Mom and uncle got a kiss goodnight, and she was gone, leaving Candice stretched out, her head resting on Bruce's lap. "Susan had he right idea about cuddling up with you, Bruce," she told him. "This is nice!" "Not so bad for me either," he responded. "The trouble is, you look so damn sexy, so if you weren't my sister, I'd be doing my damnedest to seduce you." "Take a feel if you want, Bruce," she said. "I wouldn't mind getting a little turned on by you." "Don't say it if you don't mean it, Candy," he cautioned her, using his pet name for her. "Feel away, kid!" she reiterated. Bruce slid one hand up over her nearest breast, testing to see if she really meant what she had said. When she rolled over on her back to give him better access, he knew she meant what she had said. "It undoes in the back, if you want, Bruce," she told him. "Since I've always wanted to get at them from when they were Susan's size, you must know I do intend to, don't you?" "You could have got at them when they were Susan's size," she told him. "Why do you think I've called you naive all these years?" "Please don't tell me that!" he declared. "I'd have to go out and commit suicide if I missed such chances." "Don't you dare, but you could start making up for lost time, my beautiful little brother!" "Lean up and let me at the fastenings, Candy," he ordered. Moments later, his sister's body was naked from the waist up, and he was seeing what he had glimpsed so many times over the years...two perfect breasts! "I'm so glad they never got too large," he told her as his hand went over one. "I will simply have to suck on these offerings too!" he declared about her nipples. "I'm not lactating any more, so you will not get any milk, but help yourself," she declared. "I guess I missed out on tasting your breast milk, didn't I?" he commented. "If I get pregnant again, then you'll be able to get a nice belly full if you want!" she offered. "Need a man to do that, darling. He left, or you threw him out!" "He had the equipment, but was not a man, Bruce. He wasn't a fraction of the man you are!" "You're beginning to sound like you want to get pregnant by me," he observed. "Can't think of a better way!" she said. "Are you serious?" he said, moving enough to force her into sitting up. "Listen, you naive, but beautiful little brother. I've wanted to have you inside me since I was a young girl, younger than Susan. Yes, I want to be pregnant again, but this time from a man...you!" "Ugh!...Ugh!..." he started to stammer. "Oh, shut up and take me to bed! This is a lousy movie, so turn it off, and get smart like Susan, and let's go to bed...just together this time!" "Come on, Sis! Make my best dreams come true!" he declared. When they finally did make love, it was with the passion that each had felt for the other over the years coming to bear this time. It was gentle, fast firm, and frequent, most of the night spent in their enjoying what each admitted they had wanted while growing up. Candice had been a little more obvious in displaying herself for little glimpses, but he had never anticipated being able to succeed in sex with her. Now they were trying to make up for it, all in the one night. Candice had to phone in sick the next morning, for there was no way to work that day, for at best they had little more than an hour of sleep each. Their problem came from Susan, and her normal needs. Answering a little light tapping on the door, Susan was invited in, and smiled upon seeing him in her mother's bed. "Good morning, Mommy, and Uncle Bruce," she called out as she approached. "Finally you are together, as I knew you would be one day!" "Think you could take care of yourself if we tried to get a little sleep, sweetheart?" asked Mom. "You two don't need to worry about me, but in a little while, don't be doing anything, for I'm bringing you breakfast! Okay?" "What a nice idea," said Bruce. "Darling, you are a real sweetheart!" "I'll be back as soon as I can, so don't do anything while I'm gone. Okay?" she said as she neared the door, a smirk on her face. "Wait until I get my hands on your ticklish waist, kid, for you will suffer for that one!" "Promises, promises!" she said, and then went through the door. "So is she still a virgin?" asked Candice. "How would I know?" he asked. "So you are going to be naive with her too?" she asked. "She's offering herself to you!" "What must I do about that?" he demanded. "Be gentle for her first time," she said with a smile. "Candice!" he declared. "She's your daughter...my niece! How can you even suggest it?" "Look, Bruce! She's young, fresh, and sweet! You're a man, and it is natural. There is no one I'd rather she learn from than you!" "First I find out you want to get fucked, and now you tell me your daughter is to get it too!" he summarized as he fell back on the bed. "This is too hard to believe!" "Believe it, my kid brother! You have two women to satisfy in bed from now on, at least until she wants to get her own, and I hope that will be awhile first!" "You are serious, aren't you, Candice?" he asked in confirmation, still having trouble believing what he had heard. Then again, he had slept with her and made love how many times last night? Bruce was still getting confirmation when Susan returned, two plates on the one tray. The bacon was a little underdone, while the eggs were a little overcooked, but it was eaten as if it was the greatest meal ever, even with the cold toast. When the tray disappeared, Bruce could not have told anyone, but Candy was just awake enough to be aware of it leaving in her daughter's hands. Sleep had won, and they were out like lights, remaining asleep for several hours. Somewhere around one-thirty that afternoon, they awoke and responded to their bathroom needs. Upon returning, still in the nude, Susan was there with the tray, this time carrying two bowls of soup, and one stack of sandwiches. Following a good long look at Bruce's penis, she set the dishes down, and turned to leave. "Stay sweetheart," called her uncle. "I'm sorry I looked so hard, Uncle Bruce," she offered. "It's okay, sweetheart," he assured her. "Come and sit with Mommy and me while we enjoy your taking such good care of us." "You wouldn't mind?" she asked. "No, baby, we wouldn't mind!" he reiterated. "Does this mean what I think it does?" she queried. "We haven't worked out the details, but there is a good chance it does," he told her. "Oh, wow, that would be neat!" she exclaimed. "Can I change it to Daddy yet?" "Would you want to?" he asked. "Just about the biggest Christmas gift I could ever get," she said. "Christmas is a long way away, but why not now?" he said, looking at Candice. "How would you feel about it, sweetheart?" "Happy enough to burst into tears any seconds," she said as one rolled down her cheek. "Well, I guess I'm Daddy then, my little sweetheart," he told her as she covered her open mouth with her hands. The hug and kisses which followed were like those of a father and daughter. "The big thing is, this is going to make a lot of differences in our lifestyle," he told them. "Are you willing to accept us in the big wonderful house you are buying, Bruce?" asked Candice. "Willing? What a stupid question! I'd be thrilled. By the way, darling kid sister, you will be in time two months from now to be at the mortgage burning ceremony I will be holding!" "Are you serious?" she asked. "You've only just started to buy it." "Three years ago, and it will be paid off in two months!" he declared proudly. "My business is doing very well!" "I've always known you were good, but to own a house, free and clear, at only twenty-two? That's remarkable!" she declared. "There's one other thing," he said. "Now I won't have to go and buy the other house for you, since you will be living with me soon." "Now hold up right there!" she demanded. "You were going to buy me a house?" "It was a nice one too," he said. "Kind of neat and compact just like you!" "You had already picked it out?" she asked. "My offer will need to be withdrawn, for I was holding out for a good price, just in case you got stupid and wanted to help pay it off. They will be likely to respond soon, for the offer expires by the end of next week. Not likely they will leave it that long before accepting, I suspect." "Why don't you keep it as an investment?" she suggested. "Not a bad thought," he said. "I'll think about it, but might leave it for awhile. I was rushing so I could get you set up and it was going to leave me a little tight for awhile." "I always knew you were pretty special, but I had no idea it was that good!" she declared. "The other thing is you won't have to work again, for if you don't have housing costs then I have more than enough to take care of the three of us. As a matter of fact, maybe you could help me with my work and get through some of my back log." "More than what you have by helping me with Susan the last couple of weeks?" she asked. "Don't remind me for that added a mountain I haven't even looked at, except to peek. I can't deal with that right now though for I have too many existing contracts to attend to." "I know it is the new way of things, but it is so hard to believe you can work from home and make so much," she reported. "I am impressed!" "You must be good to do well," he said, "for there are a lot of people on the web that can do the same thing as I do, some even better. It is hard to keep coming up with new ideas, only to have them stolen the day one is released." "So how is it you do so well?" she asked. "I've managed to build a reputation that seems to speak well of me, and is even mentioned on other web sites, and even television as far away as Europe; Denmark I think it was." "So, Daddy, what are you planning to do with me?" asked Susan. "Other than toss you off the highest bridge I can find, I'm not sure, sweetheart," he replied. "What do you have in mind?" "Please remind me to wear a parachute from now on, but are you going to adopt me or something?" "In my mind, you will always be the wonderful little sweetheart that had stinky diapers when you pooped in them. I will always love you, and try to figure out what is best for you, but talk with you before any action I might take. You are getting old enough to be part of almost any decision about you." "See, Mommy? That's one of the reasons I love him so much! He even talks to me like I'm an adult, and makes me feel so good!" "You don't know what good feels like yet, sweetheart," commented her mother. "Daddy will soon teach you, however!" "Do you mean what I think, Mommy?" she asked. The second she saw her mother nodding, she was up, dancing about the room, making noises of happiness. "I swear you two are plotting against me," he declared. "Only a happy coincidence with my getting my job, Bruce," she assured him. "I've been plotting to get you to bed since I was Susan's age, or even longer!" "Are you willing to move into my house?" he asked of both the girls, and received a positive nod from Susan. "Might as well ask if we are crazy," she said. "We'd have to be to not want to live in that big beautiful house, especially since you are there normally." "How soon could you get out of your new job?" he asked. "I can call them when we are finished talking," she said. "Consider me out of work!" "Forget that, for you are soon to be overworked, my dear sister!" he declared. "And what do we do about all your furniture?" he asked. "Your recreation room isn't finished yet," she commented. "Not bad for a sister!" he declared. "Damn good idea, as a matter of fact!" "I've got to be some use for something, other than sex," she stated. "Oh, but what a wonder you are at that, darling," he told her. "You sure can satisfy me at least!" "Care to prove that to me?" she asked. "Right now?" he asked directing attention to Susan's presence. "She can learn," replied her mother. "Come and show her how nice it will be when she gets your full attention." "Having know you all my life, you can still surprise the hell out of me, Sis! Okay, prepare to submit yourself!" "Been ready for over eleven years!" she declared. Susan did, indeed, learn from what she saw, and got an idea of how really stimulating good sex can be for both the man and the woman. They were lessons she was glad to learn, and frustrated she didn't have the first hand experience, only the secondary play she used on herself, once she had stripped for the access to her own parts. It was over an hour later they decided to look about getting supper on to cook. "Well, I see we have progressed to being a nudist family," observed Candice. They had come to rest in the living room before the television. The call to her work place had been made, and she was now unemployed, with them having a new mailing address for her final cheque and the necessary government income reporting forms. Some things had been packed ready for the morning trip to his home, and now their soon to be new home. It now came down to rest and sleep to fill the time in between now and the morning drive, hopefully before the rush hour started. "Rather nice having the regular version of beauty, and the smaller sample of it walking around naked, at least from my point of view. Why are you sitting over there, Candy, when I'm over here?" "Because it is time you cuddled up Susan instead of me," she responded. "She's been sort of left out of everything, well, at least part way out." "I get the feeling she will survive," he commented, "but is welcome to come over and cuddle if she wants to." "You want me to turn into a frustrated old maid, Daddy?" she asked in response as she approached. Dropping in beside him, her actions bore little resemblance to her question. When she accepted his hand over her one breast, she sighed with her long awaited success; what she had really wanted all day long. "When we get home, Daddy, am I going to have a room of my own, or are you guys going to let me sleep in the same room as you do?" asked Susan. "You will likely sleep in the same room sometimes, but will certainly have your own room. Once it prepare it properly, your own computer too!" "Are you serious, Daddy?" she asked. "Absolutely," he assured her. "In today's business world, you must be computer literate!" "So will Mommy be sharing yours with you?" she queried. "No, baby, she will have her own to work on, and they will all be networked. Either of you will be able to look at each other's files, but I have reserved my own for they are so important, and the means of earning an income to pay for all our needs, and I can't risk anyone being at them." "Will I be able to do some work for you to, Daddy?" asked Susan. "I can type. Mommy is faster, but I'm getting better every day." "Can you really?" he asked. "My, I am impressed! I'm sure there will be things for you to type, and if you wish, working under Mommy's direction, you will be able to help. Maybe earn yourself a little spending money, too!" "Do you know, from what I know about you guys, and how exciting everything sounds, I have the feeling I am going to be very happy about probably everything!" "Even when I am touching you all over your sweet little body?" he asked. "That, Daddy, makes me the happiest of all!" she declared. "I can't wait for you to get to the really interesting place on me. At least I'm told it is supposed to be the interesting part." "If you are talking about down here," he said as his hand slid between her legs, "to a man, it is the most interesting place, other than your mind, personality, and your precious little heart!" "Are you ever smooth, Daddy!" she exclaimed. "No wonder Mommy has always said you were the best man in the world!" "Careful, baby," he cautioned. "You might give me a fat head, hearing that sort of stuff!" "Get a fat head, and I'll knock it back into shape, my dear brother!" declared Candice. "Something tells me that's true, Susan," he commented. "Are you going to help protect me?" "From everyone except Mommy," she said. "There, you are on your own!" "Abandoned in my time of need!" he exclaimed dramatically. "We can see the great risk you are under!" declared Candice. "Is tonight going to be the night?" she asked, indicating Susan. Looking down at his now erect penis, and over at the youngster laying onto his lap, he said, "Since it is to happen, and I do seem to have a certain amount of interest, I suppose so." "Just remember to be gentle," said Candice. "I'm as jealous as hell, you know!" "I thought after last night, you would be tired and want to rest anyway," he commented. "After the best sex in the world? You've got to be kidding! I'm so hot now, it is almost burning!" "Want to get a ride, Susan?" he asked. "In your arms? You bet!" she replied. "Who said in my arms?" he asked as he got up. Susan was then draped over her shoulder in a completely undignified manner, and carried to his room amidst a barrage of pretend complaints. When Susan was laid out upon the bed, Bruce began to explore her entire body with his lips. From the top of her head, over her face, both her arms, torso, legs, and even feet were kissed, her breasts getting the added treatment of being licked. Moving to her crotch, his kisses and licking brought her through one climax, where she was not allowed to turn away as she seemed to desire, but held for continuous contact of her sensitive sexual exposure. Once his tongue moved inside her vaginal opening, her second climax came far faster than had the first, and was accompanied by much groaning and her sounds of pleasure. Still in the heights of her climax, Susan was aware of her uncle, turned 'Daddy' getting over her, and the first contact of his penis against her opening. Penetration started very slowly, but felt so good, she had to cling onto his body over her. As it pressed down trying to go deeper, there was only pressure to deal with, and it was not unpleasant. When the thin film of skin was torn, and he went deeper, she had to wince under the tearing she felt, even while the sensation of being full down below felt like it was as it should be. Bruce remained still, but fully inside her for long moments, until he could see that she was recovering from the pain. With wide open eyes, she felt it pull back out of her, but closed them in pleasure as it returned to her belly's interior. She could not contain the sound of her pleasure, the same as her mother had made earlier when he was inside her. Indeed, each thrust, it became the most natural thing to do as her vagina accepted him deep up inside her. "You seem to be enjoying this, darling," suggested her Daddy. "This is the greatest thing ever!" she declared. "Thank you for doing it with me, Daddy!" "When you have another climax, sweetheart, it is going to be over for you, and I'm going to get into Mommy for me to finish inside her." "Then you won't have long, Daddy, for I'm beginning to come right now!" she said as she pressed her abdomen towards his penetrations. Seconds later she was in the throws of her climax, and not trying to hide it from the world based on her cries of satisfaction. He remained in her until the climax was subsiding, then slipped out, and moved over Candice, penetrating her without preliminary foreplay, or and stimulation at all. She was, of course, already excited at watching her daughter's first time, and was quite ready to accept his entry into her, giving her immediate satisfaction. Two minutes later, it was his seed entering her, for he could hold it no longer. His weight pressing down on her was welcomed, and embraced with her entire body, arms and legs. First thing in the morning, they were up, and scrambled though the morning necessities, breakfast included. Before sunrise, they had collected a few other things from the apartment, and were ready to get on the road before the major morning rush hour. Since the music was playing on the radio, the journey was made much shorter by them engaging in a sing along to the songs they knew and liked. "There's the house I was looking at to get for you," said Bruce as he pulled up to a stop before a nice little house. "It is gorgeous!" exclaimed Candice. "I still can't believe you would buy me a house!" she declared. "Yours is still better, of course!" "It's not mine, it is ours!" he corrected. "It is our house, our home, our car, and for that matter, it soon will be our work!" "More than anything else, I wish I could marry you, Bruce!" she declared. "Come to think of it, how is that going to work?" "I have a suggestion," he told her. "If you were to go back to your maiden name, since it happens to be the same as mine, we couldn't help it if people jumped to the wrong conclusion!" "Damn, that's good, Bruce!" she declared. After thinking for a few moments, she said, "I can't think of a single reason that wouldn't work for us!" "Working from home also reduces the exposure we have, so the only thing we have to do now is get rid of that little kid in the back. She has a different last name!" "So let's change it!" she declared. "What would you think of that, Susan?" "Change it!" she declared emphatically, "even if I am 'that little kid in the back', like Daddy said." "You know Daddy only talks like that since he loves you so much, don't you?" asked her mother. "Oh, Mother!" responded Susan. "Of course I know that! He talks like that to me all the time!" "Just making sure, darling," she assured her daughter. "Just making sure!" "Mommy, I can't put it into words as good as you might, but Daddy is just as much a big man, and all the other things you think of him as, to me as he is to you! I couldn't love him any more than I do!" "I guess I know that, darling," she assured her. "It does sound nice to hear, though!" "And it puts me at great risk of having two girls slap me down for getting a fat head!" he commented. "Thank you, Susan! I love you with all my heart too!" "Okay, ladies, we are home!" he said as he turned into his driveway. "And in the early stages of a brand new, wonderful life!" declared Candice.