_________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Jodi, My Adopted Niece, Part 2 by wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com) comments_readers: Feedback is appreciated and is greatly rewarded with more efforts! I was quiet throughout breakfast; debating on how to approach Martin about Jodi or even if I should talk about it at all. I tossed and turned all night, mostly remembering our love making but also my conscious kept getting the better of me. She was just a little girl and I took advantage of her. Glancing across the table I saw her staring at me with a smile. She seems none the worse for what we did and it's obvious she's done it before. Liz and Martin were discussing something that I had no idea about as I stared back down at my half eaten breakfast sighing. "Any luck finding a job, Rick?" Martin blurted out startling me. "Huh?" I asked looking his way. I hadn't been paying attention and didn't know what he asked. "A job. Any luck finding one?" I shook my head. "Naw, not really. I have a few leads, but nothing definite. I'll find something, don't worry." "Well maybe I could help. I'm looking for an assistant as it's getting really busy now." "Busy? Doing accounting? I'm not sure about that, Martin, thanks anyway, but I don't like dealing with numbers and besides, I don't have any training." Martin laughed. "I'm not doing that any more, Rick. I left that job over a year ago. I couldn't stand my fat-ass boss and the pay was insulting." "You quit? What are you doing now?" "A totally different line of work. Very lucrative and rewarding and I've got a position set aside for you, if you're interested." "Interested? Hell yea I'm interested. When do I start?" He laughed looking across the table at Liz. "You don't even know what the job is." "It don't matter. Looking around at all the nice things you have, I'll shovel shit if I have to just to get what you've got." "Honey, why don't you take him into the other room to discuss this. I'll clean up and take Jodi to, uh, school today," Liz said standing and gathering the dishes. "Good idea. Rick, why don't we take this into the living room?" he asked standing to leave. I followed, overjoyed about the prospect but still curious to know what was going on. "I'll be right back," he said passing the sofa toward hallway with the bedrooms. The subject of Jodi was quickly pushed aside as I sat anxiously waiting for Martin to join me. He returned with a small safe, the metal ones which are fire proof and was big enough to hold several reams of legal-sized paper. My first thought was it was filled with money and he was going to give me an advance. Sitting across from me he smiled, pulling out a cigar. "Want one?" he asked holding another one out for me. I didn't really smoke, but in a way we were celebrating. I accepted it and leaned forward for him to light it. Sitting back, I took a deep drag and blew the smoke toward the ceiling. He lit his before putting it down in the ashtray. "Did you enjoy the show last night?" he asked and I nearly choked on the cigar. "Wh...what?" I managed to mutter out getting my coughing under control. "The show. I assumed you liked it because you stayed for a double feature." I felt my stomach knot up and my pulse raced. "I know Jodi really enjoyed it," he added winking. I couldn't believe he was so casual about this. He knew that I fucked his adopted daughter and he's smiling about it? My mouth dropped open and the cigar fell on my lap. He began laughing at my uneasiness. "Relax, Rick, everything's okay." Crushing the cigar out, I leaned backward onto the sofa and stared at him. "What's going on, Martin?" Inhaling deeply, he blew the smoke out of the corner of his mouth before adding his blunt with mine. "I never told you about her parents," he started leaning forward. "They used to do some really fucked-up shit to Jodi and got caught that's why they're in jail. For as long as she can remember they were passing her around to men for drugs, booze, cigarettes, money or what-ever. They even allowed a few movies, kiddy porn shit, to be made of her," he said watching me for a reaction. "The cops found her by mistake when they did a raid. She was found on a filthy mattress in a shit-hole drug house getting fucked by some addict. She was full of cum and had like five different types of VD. Her mother dropped her off there in exchange for some drugs and went on a fuckin' drug binge and forgot where she left her daughter. Jodi was there for like 20 days before the cops found her. There's no telling how long she would have been kept there if they didn't find her." "Ok, they weren't nice people, but what does that have to do with anything?" "I'm getting to it, just wait," he said opening the safe and pulling out a few pictures. They were of Jodi when she was younger and all were nudes and most were of her having sex or sucking some unknown cock. "No one in her family wanted her and finally an aunt took her in until they could find a suitable home. A week later she caught Jodi in bed with her husband and went ape shit. She totally changed toward Jodi after that and kept screaming at her that if she wanted to be a whore, that's what she'll be. After a while she was taken out of their house." "So that's when you got her?" "No, not exactly. We had to go through the system to get her but being a "problem" child, made it that much easier for us to adopt her. She went to three other foster homes, each ending the same way before we got her back. Jodi was suffering from a sever case of legus spreadiolis," he said laughing at his own joke. "You mean she couldn't keep her legs closed?" He laughed again at my confusion. "She just needed proper guidance and the opportunity to express herself. We've taught her self control, but allow her to let loose from time to time. She's still on meds to control her violent outbursts, but that just makes her more docile and controllable." "What does this have to do with the job you're offering me?" "She IS the job." "Huh? I don't understand." "Her aunt knew a lot of the scum Jodi's mother used to hang around with and started contacting them. I'm not sure if it was to punish her for fucking her husband, or if she decided since her mother already prostituted her, why not make money off of her too?" "She contacted this one guy who knew Jodi's mother from the old days and used to be her pimp. He even fucked Jodi many times when she used to be passed around to anyone with something she needed. I don't know why, but for some reason the guy agreed to help us as long as he got to fuck Jodi again." I sat dazed by what Martin was saying. Here my accountant brother is talking about abusing a young girl, child prostitution, kiddy porn, pimps and drugs? "What does this have to do with you and Liz?" "I'm about to get to Liz and the business." "What do you mean? What about Liz? What business?" "Liz is Jodi's aunt and I'm the husband she caught her in bed with. The business is of pleasure and Jodi is my best employee. Hell, she's my only employee," he added with laughter. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?" "That Jodi's a prostitute and we're her pimps? Yes, that's what I'm saying." I was speechless. "And that's where you come in. I'm too busy setting up dates and Liz is scheduling them and answering phones and emails and I need someone to take her to the dates. That will give me more time to arrange other dates for her." I couldn't believe what he just said. He's pimping my young niece and wants me to take her to the men who will be fucking her. I was stunned. He can't be serious. "I... I, um, don't know what to say." "Say you'll do it. I'll give you a cell phone, pay you 10% of the take and you can drive Liz's car until you get one of your own. You'll make about $200 per day, easy." "Wait, you're saying I'll make $200 a day?" "At least that. Some days even more. It's all cash under the table so no taxes. Easy job for a lot of money." "What about the risk? Have you thought about that? Getting busted?" "We've been doing this for about a year and a half now without so much a peep from the cops. We're very careful and stay under the radar so don't worry." I swallowed hard. It is a lot of money and if I don't do it, he may offer the job to someone else so why shouldn't *I* get paid for it? $200 a day. That's twice what I normally made busting my ass out in the hot sun. "Plus you can fuck her anytime you want to, provided she's not with a paying customer, that is. One of the perks," he added with a wink. "And Liz is okay with this?" "It was her idea. I'm not sure if you noticed or not, but Liz can't stand Jodi and loves doing shit to hurt her." "I never noticed that." "Yea, she's jealous because Jodi's young, pretty and very popular, everything she wasn't growing up and the fact that she seduced me really got to her. Sometimes I have to pull her off of Jodi before she hurts her. Can't sell damaged goods, right?" he added smiling. I needed to think this over. Sure it's a lot of money, but I really didn't want to join her parents in jail for the next 15 years. "When do you want an answer?" "I figured it would be a no-brainer. You need a job, I need help and Jodi needs cock. What's there to think over?" "It's a lot to think about. How much time before you need an answer?" "Liz took her to her first appointment and should be home in about 20 minutes," he said glancing at his Rolex watch. "Her first appointment?! It's only 8:15 for God's sake! Who needs pussy this early?" "You'd be surprised," he said laughing. "Look these over," he added sliding the safe toward me, "and think about it. If you decide to do it, when Liz gets home, use her car to take Jodi to her next appointment. If you decide not to, tell Liz she'll have to take her and I'll meet her there before he's finished. I've got some errands to run and need to leave," he said standing. I watched him walk into the kitchen and heard the kitchen door slam shut. Wow. What in the hell am I supposed to do now? I need the job, well, the money anyway, and want to do it, but the possibility of jail really scares the shit out of me. It's one thing to pimp out a grown woman, but a young girl? You're looking for trouble for sure. Glancing at the table, I picked up a few photos and flipped through them. Damn she was very young when she started. **** I was still thumbing through the hundreds of pictures when I heard the kitchen door close. I took a deep breath. I made my decision and waited until Liz came looking for me. "Hey, Rick," she said sweetly. "Martin said we're waiting for you to decide. Have you made a decision yet?" Standing, I nodded. "I think I'd love to join you're organization," I said grinning. She smiled back. "Glad to hear that. Her next date is running late so she's got a little time," Liz said pulling Jodi to stand in front of her. "Go have a little fun to celebrate," she added giving Jodi a little shove toward me. Jodi headed my way, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward her bedroom. I'd been hard ever since Martin left looking at all those pictures of Jodi, most of which were several years old. Once inside her room, she left a trail of discarded clothes along her path until she was naked and standing next to her bed. Giggling she threw herself backward, bouncing as her legs dangled about two feet off the floor. I went to her, pulling my clothes off in the process and stood between her parted legs looking down at her puffy crack. Just as last night, it glistened and she sighed when I pushed a finger inside of her, sliding it in and out a few times, making it coated with slime and I wondered if that was my destiny, to have sloppy cream pies for the rest of my life. I was horny, she was willing and I didn't care, and I leaned forward, pushing my erection into her gooey gash. I didn't even hear Liz when she entered as I was pounding into Jodi as hard as I could. Her legs were bent, her knees next to her ears as I hammered her. She grunted but kept a smile on her face as her slick pussy absorbed my cock like a sponge to water. Her pussy was so hot and juicy that it was a struggle to keep from cumming. I knew that I wouldn't last long. Feeling the hand on my balls startled me enough that I stopped fucking and spun around to see Liz standing there. She started laughing, apologizing for startling me. "Don't let me stop you, fuck the little whore really good," she said giving Jodi a snarling expression. Moving between her legs, I pushed my cock back inside and resumed pounding her hairless hole. Her bed squeaked as my thrusts increased, drawing me closer to release. She made throaty garbling sounds as my cock began exploding inside of her, filling her hole with my cum. Exhausted, I fell to the side of her panting and watched as Liz moved between her spread legs. Lifting my head I watched as she knelt between Jodi's legs and began fingering her, pushing one finger from each hand into her sperm-filled pussy. I couldn't pull my eyes away as she inserted a second finger from each hand followed by a third and started pulling them apart. Slime ran down her ass crack as Liz pulled her fingers further still, drawing the skin and muscles around her vagina taut. Jodi's eyes were tightly closed and her mouth gaped open as she endured whatever Liz was doing to her. Repositioning her fingers, Liz pulled harder still, eliciting a grunt from the girl. "Shut the fuck up before I give you something to cry about!" Liz yelled slapping Jodi on the clit making a loud sound which echoed in the room. Using the juice leaking from Jodi, Liz coated her finger tips before putting them together as if in prayer. I stared in disbelief as her eight fingers began to sink into Jodi's distended cunt stopping at the main knuckles. She began twisting them, trying to wedge them deeper inside my young niece. Liz threw her head back, jabbing and sticking her fingers repetitively into her stretched out cunt as if she were in some kind of religious trance. Faster and faster she poked at her all the while Jodi tolerated whatever she did. I was surprised she wasn't screaming in pain, but I guess she'd been conditioned since childhood to accept this type of treatment. Watching what Liz did to her was bothering me, but more disturbing was the fact that I was getting turned on by watching. I reached for my hard cock and stroked it a few times, drawing out a droplet of post ejaculate onto my leg. I couldn't pull my eyes away from the grossly enlarged hole that Liz was creating from her little slit. Moving her face closer, I thought she was going to lick her pussy, but instead, Liz clamped down on her budding clitoris with her teeth, causing Jodi to finally cry out and quickly getting rewarded with another slap to her pussy. Liz noticed my newly developed erection and smiled standing and holding Jodi's legs up and far apart. "Fuck her ass," she growled not taking her eyes off of my erection. Swallowing hard, I stood and moved next to her and between Jodi's legs. "Do you have lube?" I asked looking around for something to use. "Just fuck her, she loves it dry," she said bending her foot to the side. "Don't you, whore?" she asked looking down. Jodi nodded. Well, she might like it dry, but I didn't want to have my skin rubbed raw so I stuck it into her pussy to wet it. She felt much bigger than what she was just moments before. Pulling it free, I aimed it lower and shoved it inside of her ass with just one stroke. She jerked but kept still while I plowed into her ass, holding her up by the legs. Her asshole felt smooth and silky as I slammed it as hard as humanly possible. Her bed was rocking back and forth, sliding away from the wall with each thrust. Liz moved onto the bed and grabbed Jodi's nipples and began pulling and twisting them. This bitch is crazy, I thought to myself just before I felt my balls stirring, ready to send out another load of fresh sperm into her guts. "I'm... cumming..." I grunted out, quickening my pace. "Yeessssssssss," Liz groaned swinging her leg around to straddle Jodi's face. My cock twitched, sending the first shot of cum just as Liz's pussy slammed down over Jodi's mouth. "Eat my pussy, whore!" she yelled rocking her hips back and forth, dragging her hairy wet snatch all over her face. Like a machine gun, my cock blasted her insides over and over until I couldn't cum any more and just collapsed on the floor panting. I could still see Liz's body rocking back and forth over Jodi until she threw her head back and scream as if being stabbed. She's a moaner and a very loud one at that. It took a few minutes before any of us moved and Liz was the first as swung her thick legs out of Jodi's bed and smoothed out her skirt. I pulled myself up to sit, leaning against the bed and Jodi simply stayed there. "Get the fuck up, whore," she said walking toward the door. "It's time for your next fuck," she growled disappearing into the hallway. Standing, I extended my hand to help her up. "Come on, Jodi; let's get you cleaned up so we can leave. Looks like I'm your new chauffer." She smiled, taking my hand and sliding from her bed. She didn't seem the least bit fazed by the way Liz treated her and was even smiling. I guess she's resigned on the fact this is what she's destined to be. It's been drilled into her head for years and she expects nothing better. Watching as her little ass swayed from side to side as she headed for the restroom I felt my cock surge. After this next guy, I hope she'll have another break so that I could fuck her again. Having a young, sexually experienced girl at your beckon call is what every man dreams of, even if she's only 10. Well, almost 10. ~end of part 2