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Chapter 9 - The Swing Man Cometh Again by Chili Peeler 
(chilepeelr@aol.com)

       His nuts were aching, ready to unload. They slapped against the
pillow, softly thudding against it but the sound was eclipsed by the
slap of his thighs on the back of hers...and the steady stream of dirty
talk that began to flow from her mouth.
       "Fuck it, Daddy...ohh, fuck it...fuck that pussy...aahhh...mmm..
you gonna shoot....aahh!"
       Jonas tried to ignore her words although he loved the way they
were going to heighten the moment. He was going to come so big but
he hated that he got over-excited...he just could not resist his
daughter's voice. He had had countless babbling broads stuck on his
cock but Nikki blew them all away because she was his little girl,
always would be.
       Grunting with pleasure, he ran his hands up her body, grabbed
her tits with his hands as he leaned over her, pressing his weight right
onto her chest as he fucked away.
       "OoohhhDadddeee...uhhhh...uuhhhh," Nikki gasp as he pressed
her down into the bed. He felt her lungs gulping in air as she wiggled
her cunt on his driving erection once again. 
       "Fuck her, Jonas!" he heard his brother shout.
       Jonas gritted his teeth, feeling his orgasm approaching, no
stopping it now, not if he wanted to and he surely did not. He was
going to immensely enjoy filling Nikki's cunt with his cream while
Lance watched.         
       "Don't...don't come...in me!" he heard Nikki say underneath him,
not believing what he was hearing. He looked down at her as she
looked up from watching his cock. Then she blew him away by
saying, "On me...cum on me..on my face!" 
       She must have seen the surprise in his eyes because she
rushed on.
       "Just like you did...with Tori..oh, do it!"
       He could not even think about not doing what she wanted...he
was going to come....right now!
       "YES..OHHYESSS!" he bellowed, fucking into her four more
strokes before he had to pull out. He let his left hand slide off onto the
bed under her armpit as he lifted himself, throwing his right hand back
to grab his cock as he jerked it from her pussy.
       Hurriedly, he swung his right knee over Nikki's lowered left leg,
then the left knee followed as he crawled up over her stomach. His left
hand came up and Nikki pushed herself up on her elbows, bringing
her face up toward him.
       "Give it...." Nikki began but her sentence died in her throat as he
released the deathgrip on his cock. A thick spurt of sperm flew out,
arced almost past her head but finally fell in her hair near her left
eyebrow, a thin trailing strand of gunk falling across her cheek and
the left side of her mouth.
       "UUUUGHH!" Jonas groaned, unable to keep his eyes open. He
stroked his cock and felt another spurt, of maybe half the intensity,
leaving, on its way to his daughter's pretty face.
       "MMMmmYEAAAH!" he heard Nikki exclaim.
       "Uuhhh...uugggghh..aahhhh....ooohhh!" Jonas grunted as he
milked his rod, feeling his daughter's tongue on the underside of his
glans. The first two spurts were most of the show but he still
continued to draw long, slow dribbles of spunk from his balls. 
       Finally, he opened his eyes and looked down at his daughter's
face. There was a big glob of sperm under her right eye, clinging
beside her nose. He guessed that was his second spurt. Her lips and
chin were smeared with all the rest of his seed.
       "Mmmm...did I get all of it?" she said wickedly, lapping her
tongue at his dripping cockknob.
       "Every drop," he sighed, holding the back of her head as she
wrapped her lips around his deflating prick and nursed on it, proving
him wrong as he felt another little spasm shoot through his rod,
dispensing another few drops across her tongue.  

* * * * * * * * * * *

       'You're such a bad girl.....but God, ain't it good!' Nikki thought as
she slowly moved her mouth around her father's sticky penis,
enjoying the feeling of his sperm on her skin. 
       Her father had just been the first person to shoot on her face and
she had loved it, every second of it. She had had a few cocks that
had been out of her mouth go off during blowjobs but never had she
just lay her face wide open for it. 
      She had seen XXX videos of course and knew that men liked to
watch such displays....the submission of the women thing. But there
was something there for the woman too, she now knew that. The cum
on her face made her feel.....sexy. So damn sexy that she wanted to
get it on with her uncle, her incestuous ardor only heightened.
       "You were sooooo good," she said up to her father after popping
his tired penis from her mouth, kissing it lovingly.
       "I made quite a mess," he said, rubbing his thumb across her left
eye as she closed it, wiping away strand of his seed that was tickling
her lash. "That was dirty thing to do to me, honey. I thought I was
going to have a heart attack when you suggested it."
       "You're a pervert, Daddy. Admit you liked it?" she poked his side
as he lay down on the bed beside her.
       "Baby, I'd come between your toes if you wanted," her father
laughed, laying his head down and closing his eyes, relaxing now that
his turn was through.
       "Oh, that's an idea," Nikki giggled. "Maybe Lance will do that for
me."
       She sat up and swung her feet off the bed, facing her uncle. He
was sitting in his chair, stroking himself, looking pretty stoned.
       "No one said anything about coming between toes," he joked,
leaning forward to rub her knees.  "But when I do...whoa, watch out!  I
wish I had a camera to record that. You guys looked like a couple of
porno stars. Too bad Jonas missed with most of it."
       "Fuck you," her father muttered. "Come talk to me after you get
a daughter that wants you to come on her face. You'd miss too."
       "Since he missed so much, you won't mind giving me a kiss,"
Nikki teased Lance, her cheek and chin still covered in fatherly mess.
She shifted closer to him, her butt just barely on the bed as she ran
her hands up his thighs. 
       "Hey!" he said, leaning away from her. "None of that...there are
some things that I don't want to even try.....I think I speak for both of
us on that one. Am I right, Jonas?"
       "Oh, so it's okay for me to eat this stuff, huh?" Nikki acted
indignantly, feeling her oats.
       "Hey, that's what girls do around here," her uncle chuckled.
"Now, come with me and we'll get you cleaned up."
       Lance took her by the wrist and pulled her up, leading her toward
the bathroom.
       "Yes, Master," she said demurely, then grabbed his butt with her
free hand, squeezed his hard cheeks as they entered the bathroom.
Her uncle was so firm and muscular; even his ass was hard!  He was
a great change-up to her father. With his longish hair and beard and
mustache, he looked like Conan the Barbarian's younger brother.
       Lance turned on the lights as they entered and Nikki looked at
herself in the mirror over the counter, her heels clicking to a stop as
she turned to gape at her reflection.
       "Oh wow!"
       She did look a mess. She had not realized that some had gotten
in her hair; she had thought that shot had missed. Her cheeks and
chin were glistening with thinly opaque sperm, more clear than white. 
       She pulled at the glob of jizz in her hair with her gloved hand as
her uncle moved behind her, looking at her face in the mirror along
with her. She wiped down her cheek and chin with the other hand,
then, just to get a rise out of her uncle, she sucked on the fingers of
the glove as he watched.
       "Damn, you are naughty. You still look good enough to eat," he
told her, kissing her shoulder. His hands came up around her and
began to massage her tits, his fairly stiff dick rubbing against the top
of her ass.
       "You're going to have to prove that," she said, beginning to pull
off her elbow-high gloves. The fingers and palms were splotched with
all kinds of juices; she hoped they would dryclean alright. She loved
them and planned to wear them for her father once they got back
home.
       "A quick shower for you and I'll prove it alright," Lance promised
as she dropped the last glove on the counter.
       "We'll see about that," she said gamefully, pulling his hands
away from her breasts. 
       Keeping a hold of his left hand, she walked around him and
plopped herself down on the toilet after putting down the lid. It was
one of those modern, low-to-the-ground models with a very low tank
which Lance kept uncluttered. She leaned back putting her shoulders
on the wall behind the unit, raising her heeled right foot up to Lance.
       "Make yourself useful," she said, enjoying the whole situation.
       Lance started to unbuckle the little clasp on the strap above her
heel, his eyes taking an unabashed look down between her legs.
Smiling, she spread her other leg over the other side of the seat and
ran her fingers over her slightly reddened pudendum.
       The first heel was peeled off her foot and she lifted the other one
to her uncle's hands. She wriggled the toes of her right foot and then
stroked the outside of his left thigh with the inside of her foot, taking a
moment to admire his own equipment.
       His balls were in the longest sac she had ever seen on a man.
They really dangled. Above that was a nice cock, the head not as
prominant as her Dad's; Lance's was much more slender.
Thicknesswise, they were pretty much the same.
       'Maybe her father was a little thicker,' she thought, eyeing her
uncle's organ. 'I think it looks a little bigger because he shaves down.'
       She remembered being surprised at the lack of hair down there
the first time he had dropped his jeans at the beachhouse, the first
time they had made it after he had walked in on herself, her father and
her best friend, Tori.
       Lance pulled off her other heel and dropped it on the carpeted
floor. He reached for the hem of her hose on her thigh, just as she
thought he would.
       "You know, that would be a lot easier if you were on your
knees," she suggested, digging the toes of her left foot into his chest
playfully. It really was not a suggestion, it was an order delivered with
a sweet sugar coating.  Her uncle did not seem to mind at all.
       "I think you might be right," he said, getting down on his knees
between her legs. "The view is certainly better."
       "Oh Lance, you say the sweetest things," she giggled, batting
her eyes like Scarlett O'Hara at Rhett Butler. Then, thinking of
something else to try, she said, "Now, I don't want you to use your
fingers....I want you to use your teeth to take them off."
       "I thought I was the Master here," he said with a smile, his
hands on the top of her knees.
       "Sometimes the Master has to do some things to get what he
wants....but I promise to give you something in return. I've got a treat
for you, believe me," she purred.  "Now, for not doing it instantly, give
my pussy a little kiss to apologize.....come on...."
       She did not have to coax him much for that. He leaned over and
planted a smooch right on her clit, even gave her a lick as he pulled
away.
       "There, that wasn't so bad....I don't think Daddy leaked too much
in me," she teased.
       "Kiddo, all I tasted was you," Lance responded, refusing to rise
to her homophobic bait.
       "Good, now see if you can get these hose off."
       It was a pretty simple matter once he got his teeth on the hem.
He tugged both hose down around her knees by scooting backward,
like a dog pulling on a sock, repeating the process twice.
       "Lance, what in the hell has she got you doing?" her father called
from the bedroom as he finished the second hose.
       "She's a ballbreaker, Jonas," Lance called back, turning to smile
at Nikki.
       "I'm not so bad," Nikki said. "That's good enough. Start the
shower and I'll let you slide on the rest of these, Slave."
       "Deal," he replied, standing and reaching into the stall to start
the shower.
       Nikki rolled her hose the rest of the way off and stood behind her
uncle, running her hands on his bare hips as he felt the water
temperature. It felt strange to be touching skin again with her bare
fingers after the gloves. 
       "Go on, get in," she said, pushing against Lance.
       "You want a little company?" he said, turning to her between her
hands.
       "Yes, you probably need a little soap after that being in that
tuxedo," she reasoned. Her hands moved to handle his rod and balls.
"And I'm sure you got all sweaty sitting in that chair, stroking this
thing...hmmm, did you get all hot and bothered?"
       "Alright, get in here you," he smiled, stepping back into the
shower and pulling her in with him. 
       She moved past him and stuck her face under the spray as he
pulled the stall door closed behind them. The water felt great, hot and
refreshing. She soaked her hair, running her fingers through it, making
sure she got rid of the stuff her father had deposited.
       She sensed Lance behind her and she turned away from the
spray, wiped her eyes free of water. Opening them, she saw Lance
soaping his hands up.
       "Close your eyes," he told her, placing the soap back in a high,
built-in tray in the stall wall. 
       She did and he rubbed his hands all over her face and through
her hair. He spun her around, back under the spray and she let the
pulsing water wash away all the soap. His big hands cupped and
kneaded her buttcheeks, not knowing how close he was to the "treat"
she had in mind.
       She turned back into him and raised her hands to wipe her eyes.
But Lance moved in on her, his mouth finding hers as he pushed her
against the wall under the showerhead but out of the umbrella of the
spray.
       "Mmmmm," she hummed into his mouth as his tongue slid in,
bringing the musky taste of the marijuana with it. His hands slid up on
her tits as she encircled his waist with her arms, molding her body to
his. 
       She returned his kiss, pushing his tongue out and worming hers
into his receptive lips. She pressed her belly into his trapped prick,
bent to the side between their wet bodies, feeling its hot weightiness
struggling to stand tall. She had to hold it.
       As she slithered her right hand between them, his arms wrapped
around her, his hands going down to grab her ass again. He moaned
as their lips twisted away together. Her hand on his cock was the
reason.
       'He's hard as a stone!' Nikki mentally squealed, feeling Lance
stiffen in just a few strokes.
       She milked his erection real hard and she thought he was going
to throw her through the roof of the stall. His hands using her ass
lifted her up on her toes, slid her up the wall a little. He rubbed his
crotch against hers, the bottom portion of his manhood grazing her
clitoral area as she held his cockhead in her fist.
       "Lance!" she gasp as his mouth nipped at her chin and then
dipped to attach itself to her neck, sucking at her soft, wet tissue.
She tried to push him away with her chin, away from her ticklish neck
as his hot mouth sent a chill shooting down her back. He stopped,
moved his mouth up by her left ear, his tongue licking all the way.
       "UUhhhhhh!" he rasped as she pulled on his cock again. Then,
urgently, "Ooh, shit!...stop, Nikki!"
       He let her down and pushed her hand away, trying to separate
themselves. Nikki realized he must have been close to coming, so
she let go. She wiped her eyes off and smoothed the wet hair from
her face to find Lance leaning against the back wall of the shower, to
her left, his right hand on her shoulder, keeping her away for the
moment.
       "Uncle...let me suck you off," she said. "I know you'll get it back
up for me...I'd love to give you a nice quickie."
       "Maybe, I should," he weakened. "Damn, I'm worked up."
       "Let me....I want you to last a long time in bed," Nikki selfishly
tantalized him. "We can fuck longer..."
       She knew she had won when his hand fell from her shoulder.
       A new depraved rush went through her frame as she moved in
front of him, the spray of hot water striking her back at an angle. She
slowly squatted in front of him, her hands holding the back of his legs
to keep herself steady.
       She looked up at him as she leaned forward and rubbed her nose
and lips against the underside of his engorged penis, unable to resist
teasing him a little, despite her promise of quick service.
       "Kiddo, just do it," he urged.
       "Hmmm, okay," she acquiesced, fisting the base of his cock.
The thing was literally pulsing, all wet with the spray. As she raised
herself slightly in her crouch to get her mouth over the top of it, she
moved her left palm under his nuts.
       "Aaaah, man," Lance gasp above her, his hands grasping her
wet head as she went down on him as far as she could. She drew her
mouth back up, slowly, gauging how long he would last.
       Not long, she realized as he gripped her head tighter and began
to fuck her mouth with quick little thrusts. 
       She flattened her tongue on the underside of his prick, pushing
the spongy knob of his hunching hard-on against the top of her mouth
as she corkscrewed her hand around the bottom of her uncle's
cockshaft.
       "Aaahhshit!" Lance groaned, signalling her to get ready.
       Almost immediately, cum gushed in her mouth.
       "Mmmmmhhmmm!...ggguugg..mmmm!" she whimpered and
gulped as she began jacking on his cock with her hand. Creamy,
thick sperm continued to bolt out in concert with her hand strokes.      
Four....five big wads and then it just all stopped. Unlike her father,
Lance's climaxes were fast and eruptive.
       His hands relaxed in her hair and she went to work, suctioning it
all down, tonguing his gooey, still-rampant pole, enjoying herself. 
       "Thank you," Lance said above her, breaking the oral spell she
had slipped into so easily.
       "My pleasure," she smiled, kissing his cock before standing up,
keeping her body close to his. He drew her against him as she kept
stroking his johnson. It showed no signs of fading but she was not
going to take any chances. Time to tell him about his treat.
       She put her mouth near his ear and whispered what was in store
for him.....



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