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   Play Misty For Me (Mg, MMg, M+g, incest)

   By Wetfly6969 (wetfly6969@aol.com)

   Uncle learns that his brother is molesting his niece and also begins
molesting her thinking it's a secret.  Later he learns that his brother
knows about it and is worried when he's invited to play cards one night. 
One of the card games has interesting rules but our hero is looking forward
to playing it again.

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   "My daddy's got one like that," she said standing just inside the
bathroom with her back against the closed door.  The sudden intrusion
disrupted my urine flow and it took a few seconds for me to continue. 
"'Cept his is bigger."

   I had to smile at that last comment.  I knew from personal experience
that my cock was actually about an inch longer than his although his was
slightly thicker so I guess technically, mine was bigger but who's to argue
with an eight-year-old?

   She stood there watching while I finished, not taking her eyes off my
cock until I shook of the last few drops.  I'm not sure why, but I didn't
put it away or try to hide it from her.  I guess I knew my brother well
enough to know that he had already gotten to her.  Still holding my cock in
my hand, I felt it swell.

   It was Thanksgiving and the entire family had gathered at our parent's
home, as we do every holiday, for a big feast.  Misty was one of a dozen
grandkids and they had been playing, running and screaming throughout the
whole day.  Currently they were playing hide-and-go-seek and Misty picked
the most unlikely place to hide.

   I turned towards her, watching her face as she stared at my now erect
cock.  Her tongue peeked out briefly as if to lick her lips and in my
perverted fantasy, I took that as a sign she wanted more.  Slowly I
approached, my cock wobbling with each step.  It had been months since I'd
been with a woman and my cock hurt it was so hard.  Standing before her, I
reached next to her ear to lock the door.  I didn't want any more
interruptions.

   She was just the right height to be eye-level with my throbbing phallus
and I was standing close enough to feel her breath on the tip.  She was
panting, sweat beaded on her upper lip and her hair was damp with
perspiration.  She's a pretty girl and in a few years, she'll have half the
boys in the neighborhood chasing after her, but for now, it was just me.

   The banging on the door snapped me out of my trance.  "Is Misty in
there?" one of my other nieces called through the door.  I was startled for
just a moment and put my finger to my mouth.

   "No, it's just me," I said smiling down at her.  She smiled back
thankful that I didn't give away her hiding place.  That wasn't the real
reason I did it, but it didn't matter.  Standing just inches from her with
a full erection, I knew that I was taking a big chance, but something told
me she'd done this several times in the past.  I gave my hip a slight
thrust, brushing the tip of my cock against her chin.  She looked at it and
swallowed hard.

   Another jab and it touched her lips.  Without any thought, she opened
her mouth and enveloped it.  I sucked in a gasp of air as the sensation
sent chills down my spine.  One strong suck and nearly half of it
disappeared as I let out a moan.  Like a seasoned whore, her hand grasped
my cock between my jeans and her mouth and began stroking it back and
forth. Another groan escaped from somewhere in my throat as her tongue
flicked back and forth under the head.

   "OH GOD!" I exclaimed feeling the surge of boiling semen rapidly
building to the point where I couldn't control it.  Her strong suction
broke the seal, making a loud smacking sound and I lost it.  I was so
turned on, so horny that I hardly lasted more than a minute inside her
mouth.  Volley after volley of cum fired to the back of her throat and she
gulped repeatedly swallowing every drop, not missing a beat.

   For the first time since she started sucking me I took a breath of air.
I hadn't even noticed that I wasn't breathing and felt somewhat light
headed.  She was still nursing on my now deflating cock, milking the last
bit of cum from my balls and I had to hold onto the walls around me for
support.

   Looking down I watched as she pulled it out of her mouth, a tendril of
saliva and cum still joining us together.  Grasping my cock by the base,
she squeezed hard and pulled her hand along the length forcing out a
pearl-sized drop of post cum to the tip.  Her tongue flicked out and
scooped it into her mouth.  Leaning forward, she kissed the tip before
smacking her lips.

   "Damn that was the best blow job I ever had!" I whispered to her and she
smiled, her face beaming with pride.  Ray really taught her well.  "You'd
better go join the others before they get too worried about you," I said
stepping away from her.  She nodded and rushed out to play.

   Throughout dinner I couldn't stop thinking about her and what happened
in the bathroom.  The kids sat in the living room at the "kid's table" but
I could see her profile from where I was sitting and I kept stealing
glances of her.  My cock twitched when she turned and noticed me staring
and gave me a big grin.  She was missing her two front teeth and looked
funny, but with a mouth like that, who cares.

   The family did the usual ritual things and after dinner the men all sat
around drinking, smoking and watching football while the women cleaned up.
I could hear the kids screaming and laughing outside but didn't want to
make it too obvious that I was interested and tried to ignore them.  I was
doing fine until Misty came in and crawled onto her father's lap.

   My cock surged at the sight of her and I had to carefully adjust myself
not to be too obvious.  I even looked away not wanting to be too tempted by
her charms although I secretly wished it was my lap she was sitting on. 
The way she wiggled and squirmed on him made me hard so I could imagine
what he was going through.  I sighed when she got up and headed down the
hallway.  On one hand I felt relief that I wouldn't be tortured by not
being able to touch her but on the other hand I was saddened to see her go.
I watched until she disappeared around the corner.

   Ironically Ray got up just as she left my sight and headed down the same
hallway and I wondered what he was up to.  I started to follow, but my dad
asked me a question about my work and I had to answer and spent the next 10
minutes talking to him.  Ray came back a little red-faced and collapsed
next to me breathing hard.  Moments later Misty appeared her hair in
disarray as she turned just before the living room and headed outside.  It
took him a few minutes before his breathing returned to normal.

   It wasn't until Christmas that I saw them again.  I live about 45
minutes from our parents and Ray lives about 10 minutes further away so I
don't get out that way very often.  This was the holiday that I'd have my
two sons with me and looked forward to spending time with them.

   It had been a very long and difficult month waiting to see her again and
several times I had to fight the urge to just drop by and see them without
seeming too conspicuous.  I knew I'd have to wait but I thought of her
almost everyday and masturbated at least two dozen times remembering our
little encounter.

   Lying in bed I stared up at the ceiling remembering my child hood.  I
was the forth born of six and Ray was two years older than me.  For as long
as I can remember he'd been chasing girls and the first time I actually saw
him, I was 10 and it was with our sister's little eight-year-old friend. 
He wasn't that big but it seemed like he was hurting her as he plainly
raped her.  She never told anyone but never came around our house again. 
That didn't stop him from looking for other little girls to play with.

   About six months after the first time I caught him fucking that little
girl, I heard muffled grunts coming from our sister's room next door.  Ray
and I shared a room and Becky and Jan shared the once adjacent to ours.  I
went to check on the sound and walked in on Ray on top of Becky, our
eight-year-old sister.  He turned to me and shouted for me to get out.  He
was always bullying me and I just caved in and closed the door.

   A few minutes later he came in our room and collapsed on his bed panting
like a marathon runner.  Nothing was ever said about what happened and it
continued every chance he got.  Not once did Becky try to stop him or ask
for help so I never tried to stop him.  It wasn't more than a year later
that I began doing the same thing to her.  Being on the verge of puberty I
was lead by my hormones and allowed myself to give in to desire.

   He knew I knew what he was doing to her and since they didn't have any
privacy in her room, he often brought her to ours to fuck her.  Watching
the free sex show started getting to me and once when he finished, I took a
turn on top of her.  That started a long sexual relationship with her that
lasted until I went away to college.  By that time Ray had already moved
away and was sharing an apartment with two other guys.  It was close to
college so I moved in there as well and helped pay the bills.

   I did notice one important thing about Ray, though.  As he got older,
his tastes in young girls stayed the same and even though he was
19-years-old, he was still hooking up with girls barely in their teens and
younger.  I kept telling him about them being jail bait but he didn't seem
to care.  Once he told me "if they're old enough to bleed, they're old
enough to breed" and he lived by that philosophy.

   There was this one girl at had just turned 13 he brought over to our
apartment and took her straight to his room.  A half an hour later he came
out wearing only his underwear and all sweaty then flopped right next to me
on the sofa.  "Any one want a piece?" he asked us.  Gary, James and me just
stared at one another for a while before both James and Gary got up.  They
laughed briefly but went in together.  Five minutes later he asked if I
wanted to fuck her but I declined.  Smiling he got up and joined them.

   I started seeing a lot of that girl around the apartment and eventually
she got pregnant and Ray moved in with them.  I was amazed that her parents
allowed this as he had just turned 20 and she was still only 13.  She had a
boy and eventually they got married and she had three more kids over the
next five years.  Misty was their third child and only girl so that made
her special.

   "Hi, Uncle Charley!" she yelled rushing towards me as I got out of my
car.  Her arms wrapped around my waist and she hugged me tightly.

   "Hi, honey, how are you?" I said prying her off my legs so that I could
walk.  I had a trunk full of presents and she hovered around me while I
gathered them up.  Bending over the back of the car my face was just inches
away from hers.  "I missed you." I said smiling.  She smiled back.

   "Are one of those for me?" she asked looking at the arm full of gifts.

   "Only if you're very good," I said winking.  She smiled up at me again.
It had only been a month since the last time I saw her, but it seemed
longer.  A lot longer.  She helped carry a few and I did my usual round of
greetings and my two sons quickly found a place on the sofa to play their
video games.  Kyle was 13 and Ben was 11 so they're getting to the age
where they don't want to play with the younger kids any more.

   I grabbed a beer and sat with the men watching football again.  We do
the same thing every year, but what the hell, its family.  I hadn't been
sitting for more than 10 minutes when Misty came and sat on my lap.  She
was wearing a short skirt this time and her knobby knees were sticking out
several inches below the hem.  Her turtle neck sweater fit her snuggly and
if you looked hard enough, you could see the two small bumps made by her
nipples.

   She began to do her wiggle dance on my lap and I quickly got hard. 
Looking around at the others I'd hoped no one noticed.  Leaning back
against my chest, she put her arms up and around my neck as if doing some
type of seductive dance.  I wanted her to stop but then I didn't.  I knew
she could feel my erection under her because she kept concentrating her
actions right at that spot.  If she didn't stop soon, I was going to blow
my load right there.

   I breathed a sigh of relief as she quickly hopped off me and walked to
the doorway.  Stopping, she turned, looked over her shoulder and smiled
that gapped-tooth grin.  My cock was still rock hard and I wanted her so
badly but I knew it would be a risk.  I watched as she headed down the hall
stopping several times to see if I was following.  She turned the corner
and was gone.

   I got up and followed.  Ray was talking to our dad and hardly noticed
and everyone else in the room was watching the Dallas game.  Nervously I
walked down the hall and noticed the door to the bathroom we used last time
was ajar.  Pushing it open further I looked in but didn't see her.

   "Over here," she whispered peeking at me from behind the door to mom's
sewing room.  As kids we were never allowed to play in there and it's still
off limits even now, but there she was, hiding behind the door grinning at
me like a Cheshire cat.  I walked over and entered the room.

   My eyes bulged as I saw she was completely nude!  She only had about a
minute head start and already had time to stripe naked.  Taking my hand she
pulled me further inside and closed the door.  I couldn't help but gawk at
her slim form and watched her ass as she bounced towards the futon mom
often rested on when she sewed.  Turning, she threw herself down with her
arms and legs spread wide.

   My mouth dropped opened as I stared at my young niece wantonly
displaying herself like some drunken college coed.  My feet were cemented
where I stood and I couldn't even speak.  Sitting up, she rested on her
elbows and mischievously smiled at me with her legs still parted.  My eyes
couldn't break away from the long, dark slit that seemed to go on forever
and joined together with her butt crack.  My cock surged and I felt a
droplet of pre-cum ooze out.

   She waited but I couldn't react.  As much as I wanted to, I could hardly
breathe let alone actually walk over there and fuck her.  She was sexy and
hot and obviously wanted to fuck, but my feet wouldn't move.  Getting up,
she approached me and I stood completely still while she fumbled with my
belt, button and zipper.  I helped her pull my pants down, and she did the
rest.  Taking my pulsating cock into her seasoned hands, I was putty as she
leaned forward to push it into her mouth.

   I knew it wouldn't take long.  I had been dreaming about this for the
past month and I was hotter than a two dollar pistol.  She smacked,
slurped, sucked and stroked my cock so good that there wasn't any warning.
Seven or eight rapid shots sent a huge load of cum deep into her throat and
she gulped it down just like before.  And just like before my legs felt
like spaghetti as I almost toppled over.

   Sitting on the futon, I laid back trying to make sense of it all.  She
never released my cock and continued nursing on it like a baby while she
tried to pull my pants down the rest of the way.  Lifting my ass, I helped
as she pulled them to my knees.  It never got soft as she played with my
balls with one hand, stroked it with the other while her head bobbed up and
down over the last few inches.  She was going for a record.

   With a recent orgasm, I knew I could hold out longer but I wasn't
prepared for what she did next.  Climbing up on me, she held my cock at the
base and eased herself down, pushing it right inside her pussy.  She had to
hump it up and down a few times to coat it with the fluid dripping out of
her, but it slowly went deeper and deeper into her soft, tight hole.

   I watched and felt it going in as deep as it could and then she just
stayed still.  Her feet were on either side of my hips, one had supporting
herself on my stomach, the other grasping my manhood with her hair dangled
onto my chest.  She flexed her muscles, squeezing me tighter than anything
I'd ever felt in my life.  I actually let out a grunt as it was almost
painful.

   She began to move, slowly rocking back and forth making short up and
down motions as her tight little pussy swallowed everything above her fist.
With a pained expression, she looked at me red-faced, her blue eyes
glimmering in the late morning sun and let go of my cock just as she
slammed her crotch down.  We both cried out as her tightness seemed to
squeeze all the blood out of me and the tip of my cock crashed hard against
the back of her uterus.  Neither of us moved for several long seconds as we
tried to recover from the painful act.

   I felt her flinch and then slowly ease off until just the head remained
inside of her.  Gently she lowered and raised herself once again taking in
a little more with each downward stroke.  Soon half of my cock was back
inside and she began pumping up and down harder and fucking herself with my
cock just deep enough not to hurt.  She was slippery and my cock glistened
from the wetness.

   Even though I had just cum about five minutes earlier, I couldn't hold
not any longer and felt my cock breaking apart inside her pussy.  She kept
stroking, pumping up and down like a berserk oil well, forcing just a
little more of me into her.

   My cock began losing its firmness and the more she stroked, the more
slipped out and soon if flopped out onto my thigh.  She collapsed next to
me panting.  I put my arm under her neck and pulled her to my chest.  It
had been a very long time since a woman made me feel like this and
ironically, this woman is my eight-year-old niece.

   I kissed the top of her head still not believing what just happened and
felt her shifting her body downward.  I didn't try to stop her as she found
her way to my cock and began sucking it.  "I can't get it up right now," I
whispered not wanting her to take on a futile task.

   Smacking her lips she looked up at me.  "I'm just cleaning it," she
replied before returning to her duty.  Damn what I wouldn't do for a woman
like this.  I smiled and laid my head back to enjoy the tender suction she
was doing.  She seemed to know that I would be tender after cumming and
didn't suck very hard.

   A slamming door made us both jump and I tossed her to the side as I
rushed to pull my pants up.  Misty giggled watching as I fought to get
dressed and she just sat there amused by my panic.  "You'd better get
dressed," I said buckling my pants.

   Leisurely she got up and slipped on her clothes.  The crotch of her
panties were discolored and seemed stiff and crusty but I didn't pay it any
mind.  I was more worried about getting caught with her like this.  Quietly
I opened the door and peered down the hallway.  No one was in sight.  "Wait
a few minutes before you come out," I said not wanting anyone to see us
leaving together.

   My heart was racing in my chest and it felt as if I couldn't breathe. 
Quickly I headed back to the living room and just as I was about to pass
the bathroom door, it opened and Ray was standing there with a shit-eating
grin.  "Hi, brother," he said smirking.

   I choked out a reply and turned to leave.  "Have you seen Misty?" he
asked holding a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other.

   "Uh, no, I, um, haven't seen her for a, uh, while." I wasn't sure why I
was so nervous but I couldn't keep from stuttering like some retarded fool.

   "Okay," he said blowing a puff of cigarette smoke out the side of his
mouth.  Hurriedly I turned and rushed down the hallway.  At the end of the
hall, I turned to see where he was and noticed he was going into the sewing
room.  I made a gasping sound and rushed to join the others and have a
beer. I needed to settle my nerves.

   ~ end of part 1 ~

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