Message-ID: <12574eli$9806291301@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12574.txt> From: "Mike Hornsby" <unclemike20@hotmail.com> Subject: Staci-My Niece, My Love Chap3-pt1 (M/f, pedo, inc, con) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Content-Type: text/plain Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19980628164733.22312.qmail@hotmail.com> The usual disclaimer applies. This is a completely fictional story exsisting totaly in the mind of the author. The characters are fictional and any resemblance to actual persons is totally coincidental. If you are not an ADULT or are offended by graphic depictions of sex between adults and children or acts of incest, please do not read this story. This story neither condones or encourages acts of sex between adults and children and should not be construed as such. It is intended soley for the entertainment value of those who enjoy excersing their first ammendment rights by reading this type of erotica. By Buck Naked - please send comments to UncleMike20@hotmail.com Staci - My Neice, My Lover Chapter 3 - Hot Fudge Sundae Part 1 Over the next few days, I tried to put the pieces together. It was clear from Staci's explanation of how her father had taught her about "love" when she was five years old, that he had been sexually using her all this time. It was also clear that Frank had trained and conditioned Staci to orally service him on an almost daily basis and that she had enjoyed it very much and had eagerly awaited her dad's return from work each day. I wasn't sure past this what the scope of their sexual intimacy had been. There was also something fishy about the circumstances surrounding Frank's death. Why had the police closed the investigation so hastily and why was the insurance company so intent on digging deeper. Gloria was no help at providing answers and avoided the topic altogether. She had been disturbed and distracted since the fire and the funeral. I guess that was a normal reaction for someone who had just lost their husband and all her possessions, but there was more, I just couldn't put my finger on it. I also didn't understand why Staci was showing such blatant animosity towards her mom. She was blaming her mom for the loss of her father, but why? And finally there was my feelings for Staci. I didn't feel totally right about being sexually involved with a nine year old girl, especially one who was my niece, but I loved her and craved her and knew that she felt the same towards me. After all, I wasn't the one to introduce her to sex, she was already an experienced cocksucker. And besides, she was dependent on our physical contact for a feeling of love and security. I couldn't take that away from her. I would just have to get over any guilt I felt, my passion for my blond haired, blue eyed, slender little beauty consumed me. We had explored and pleasured each other with our mouths and hands, but I had yet to slide my thick man flesh deep into her soft, moist, mound of little girl love or into the sweet, puckered, little hole that lay between her cute, white, dimpled ass cheeks. In fact, I hadn't even seen Staci in the nude yet or held her naked body against mine, something I was sorely looking forward to. I swung by Staci and Gloria's room to see if I could take Staci off of Gloria's hands for a while. They had just got back from looking at apartments. As usual, my heart raced when I saw Staci. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail with a white scrunchie and she was wearing just a touch of blue eye shadow that made the blue in her eyes positively luminous. Gloria must have been cutting her some slack trying to get on her good side because normally she didn't allow Staci to wear makeup at all. Staci was wearing a short little white sleeveless dress and white socks and sneakers as if she were going to play tennis. I admired her slender, shapely, tan legs and arms as she helped her mother to put away the few things they had picked up while they were out. Staci lit up when she saw me standing in the door way. As usual, she greeted me with her brilliant smile and a warm hug. "Hey ladies, any luck finding a place today?," I inquired. "I think we've found one that we can afford, they are running a credit check and will let us know something tommorow," Gloria responded. She looked tired and stressed. "I was just going to head over to the icecream parlor and get a big sundae... with fudge and whipped cream and a cherry. Could I talk you gals into joining me?" I offered to both of them. "Mike, I really appreciate it, but I am just so beat. I think I am going to take a pill and call it a night." "How about you little lady, would you like to go with me for a sundae or are you too big for that kind of stuff," I kidded. Staci was standing between Gloria and I facing my direction so that her mother couldn't see her face. Staci smiled broadly and ran the tip of her tongue seductively back and forth over her braces while staring hungrily at my crotch. Her blue eyes twinkled mischeviously as she eyed the bulge in my pants. I felt my cock twitch and move within my shorts in response to the little girl's lewd leer. "Answer the man, for god sake. Do you want one or not? I'm sorry Mike, kids ya know?" chided Gloria, giving the little girl a gentle slap in her blond head. "Yeah, I want one alright, ummm-ummm-ummm," the third grader said as she continued to stare at my crotch. We waved goodbye to Gloria as she popped her sleeping pill into her mouth and chased it with a glass of water. As much as I wanted to probe my niece's tender body again in the car, I decided to probe her mind for answers instead. I found out that her dad had explained his version of fatherly love to Staci when she was merely five years old. He told her that a man's love turned into "yum-yum cream" and that if his wife or little girl didn't suck it out for him he couldn't keep on loving her. He told her that he loved her more than he did her mommy and that if she wanted him to keep on loving her, she would have to be the one to suck out his yum-yum cream, but not to tell mommy because she would be very mad at both of them if found out that he loved Staci more. Gloria has always worked as a waitress during the night shift at a nice restaraunt in town. By working evenings she could make better tips and they wouldn't have to pay for child care. As Frank walked in from work each day, Gloria walked out. Probably explains why they were able to stay married for so long. Staci told me that the first time Frank gave her his "love", she was in the bathroom sitting on the potty when Frank had come in and explained how it all worked to her. When he asked her if she wanted daddy's love she had shyly nodded yes. She had been fascinated when Frank had pulled his thing out through the zippered opening in the front of his work trousers in front of her. He told her he wanted her to meet "Willie, The One Eyed Wonder Worm" and that if she rubbed on Wille and sucked on his head that he would spit the wonderful yum-yum cream into her mouth. Frank straddled the toilet and moved closer, holding the thick fleshy worm in front of her tender young face. She had thought that it looked kind of icky, but her curiousity had gotten the better of her and she reached out and began to pet Wille. Frank told her that if she really wanted to make friends with Willie she could start by licking his face, he really liked that. The curious child started licking the head of the meaty, vein covered appendage that dangled in front of her and looking up, noted her daddy's smile of approval. "That's the way baby. Willie really likes that. You and Willie are going to get along fine. Now suck on the end, honey, pretend it's a meat flavored popsicle. Yeah, that's wonderful darling. Keep doing that. Oh, that's daddy's good little girl." Frank stroked the little girl's silky fine hair as he encouraged and coached her on how to suck the fat sweaty, cock he was pushing into her mouth. Staci said that Wille's head had almost filled her entire mouth and it had tasted kind of funny, but she could see that it was making her daddy feel really good, so she kept sucking, trying to do it better and better. Staci said that she wasn't expecting it when loads and loads of the yum-yum cream came shooting out of Willie's one eye into her mouth. She said it was thick and gooey like mommy's skin lotion, only hot too and she didn't know why they called it yum-yum cream because it didn't really taste very good, but it made daddy so happy he almost fell down and he had to hold on to the wall with both hands. Staci said that the flood of cream had made her choke and she had made a face and was trying to spit the yum-yum cream out of her mouth. She said that this made her dad kind of mad and he said, "alright, if you don't want daddy's love then I'll just have to give it all to mommy. I see how you're gonna be." She said that her dad turned and walked out of the bathroom and down the hall and she could see that she had really hurt his feelings and in a panic ran after him. "I'm sorry Daddy, I won't spit it out anymore, I promise. Please, Daddy, please. Let me try again. I'll do better, you'll see," she had pleaded. "Ok, Angel, but if you want Daddy's love, you can't waste it. It's something really special," he said as he conceded to her pleading. Staci said that after that, she and her dad kind of settled into a routine. When he got home and Gloria had left for work, they would sit down and eat the dinner that Gloria had left on the stove for them and he would ask her about her day. After dinner, they would retire to the living room for desert. Frank would have Staci get him a cold can of beer from the refrigerator and if Staci had finished all the food on her plate he would stand by the couch while the little girl undid his belt buckle and pulled his trousers and boxers down to his ankles. Staci would then get the remote for Frank and as he settled down on the couch she would position herself between Frank's hairy legs while he sipped his beer and flipped through the channels. Staci said she would then lick his hairy balls, stroke the thick meaty shaft and try to coax his yum-yum cream up through the hole in the mushroom shaped head. She said that if he hadn't spurted in her mouth by the end of whatever show he was watching, he would lay her down on the living room floor, straddle her small chest and stroke the hairy shaft himself while she sucked on the end and in that way he would always be able to fill her mouth with the thick cream. Staci said that her dad had never touched her cunny or had done anything else to her, he just liked to have "his pipes cleaned" as he put it. Staci said that she was a big girl now and knew that it wasn't called "yum-yum cream" and that it really wasn't a worm at all. She had learned in health class that it was called sperm and it came from a penis, but that she thought it was really sweet that her daddy had explained it to her in such a cute way. She told me that wanted me to always love her and that she would always be ready and willing to suck the sperm from my penis whenever I felt my "love" building up inside. As we turned the car into the shopping center I asked Staci what made her think that her mom had gotten rid of her daddy. She told me that the night before the fire, her and her daddy had finished dinner and as usual she had been sucking her dad's dick most of the way through a rerun of "Cops". As the show ended, her dad layed her down on the floor and began to fuck her young willing mouth. She said that just as her daddy let out a huge groan and was unloading his thick spunk in her mouth, they were both froze by a bone-chilling scream. Looking up, they saw Gloria standing before them in horrified shock. The restaraunt had been overstaffed that night and they had sent her home early. The scream had so startled Frank that his dick popped from the kindergartner's mouth and continued to spurt all over her freckled little face and piggy tails. This sight sent Gloria into even more hysterics. She screamed and threw things at Frank and told him to get the hell out! Frank had told her to "fuck off, this is my house and I'm not going anywhere, you can leave if you want, but if you do, you're not coming back! And if you tell anyone, I'll kill you." Gloria had taken Staci to her room and cleaned her up. Staci was angry at her mom for being so unreasonably jealous. Gloria made Staci sit in her room with her while she figured out what to do. Meanwhile, Frank got very drunk in the living room. Staci said that her mom was mumbling that she wasn't going to let no goddamn child molester throw her out the house she had worked hard for too. When all was quiet, Gloria went out to investigate. Frank was passed out in his bed, an empty Jack Daniels bottle lying on the floor. Gloria hurried Staci out of the house and into the car. Staci said they made a trip to the 24 hour Walmart where Gloria purchased a plastic gas can and some rope, stopping at the convenience store on the way back to fill the can. Staci said that when they went back to the house, she went to sleep in her bed, but that her mother just paced the floor muttering and looking very angry. Staci said when her mother woke her in the morning she was dressed in the same clothes as the night before and looked as though she hadn't been to sleep all night. Gloria quickly herded Staci out the door saying they had to go shopping and they had to go now. Once Staci was in the car, Gloria went back into the house and came running out a moment later and they sped away. Staci said they had went to the mall and just walked around and that Gloria really didn't look at anything other than her watch the whole time they were there. When they pulled back into the neighborhood they could see the smoke and the firetrucks by their house. They were just finishing putting out the blaze. The fire cheif told her it had gone up quick, a real barn burner. Staci said that she might only be nine, but she wasn't stupid... her mother killed her father in a fit of jealous rage, because he loved her more than her mother. I asked her why she didn't tell someone, report it to the police. She said that she didn't want to go to a home or to some foster parents or some other horrible place, that eventhough she hated her mom for what she had done, she would just have to live with it. I assured Staci that I would always be there for her and if anything ever happened to her mom, I would fight to make sure that she could come live with me and that I would take good care of her. She smiled sweetly at this and hugged me tightly. I thought I could see the wheels turning behind those blue eyes, but I didn't know what she was up to. We parked the car in the shopping center and as I got out of the car, Staci was already running towards the ice cream parlor. As she ran across the parking lot I admired the way the little white tennis dress showed off her fine, young, ass. As the dress flitted back and forth, I could catch glimpses of her shapely, pantied cheeks bouncing under the short dress. She stopped at the door of the icecream parlor and turned and gave me a puzzled look as she saw me walking towards the grocery store instead. Realizing where I was going she came bounding down the sidewalk towards me, her blond ponytail bouncing behind her. Her sparkling blue eyes gave me a quizzical look from beneath the blond bangs and her cute little braces gleamed from amidst her perky smile. "Where ya going, Uncle Mike? I thought we were going to get a sundae," she asked brightly. "Well there, freckle face, we are, but the way you were licking your lips and looking at my crotch back at your room gave me an idea. Are you feeling like a naughty little niece tonight?," I asked with a lecherous grin. "Ohhh, Uncle Mike, what do you have in mind?," she squealed with delight picking up on my plan of debauchery. "You'll see when we get back to my room," I promised. Staci went to make a phone call while I picked up a couple of items and we met back at the front of the store and left hand in hand. Staci was eaten up with curiosity at what I had in the bag and tried to guess the whole way back to the motel, but I wouldn't give in. We couldn't wait to get back to the room to be alone together for the first time in private. As I shut the door to the room and turned, Staci jumped up and threw her arms around my neck and wrapped her hot bare little legs around my waist tightly. Staci gave me a passionate open mouthed kiss and I returned it feeling her soft delicate lips against mine. I allowed my tongue to explore her hot wet young mouth, feeling the braces on her small teeth and toying with the slippery little tongue that met mine. I slipped one hand into her long fine blond hair to support her head as I continued to taste her sweet mouth, then slid the other hand up under her skirt to caress and knead the perfect pair of sweet little dimpled ass cheeks through the cotton panties. My hand was so large that the whole of her cute little deriere fit almost entirely within it. I let my hand delight and appreciate the soft, roundness of first one cheek and then the other and then both, squeezing the supple little lobes together and letting them spring back. As I let my fingers massage and explore further down the sweet crack between her cheeks, I felt the smoldering heat radiating from the soft wet mound beneath her panties. I was getting hot as well. My cock was throbbing and straining to rise above the elastic waistband of my shorts. I was tempted to pull my drooling dick out right then and pulling her damp little cotton panties aside, let the soft, wet lips of her baby cunt sink down over my swollen, twitching member.. but I had other plans and restraining myself with Herculean strength, I broke our kiss and pulled her from me. "Ohhhh, Uncle Mike! Why'd you stop!! You were making me sooo hot!," she protested. "Baby, baby, let's take our time. I want to savor every inch of your delightful little body. Let's take our clothes off. Why don't you help me first," I suggested. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>