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Teasing Sister, Teasing Niece
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Crystal loves to tease her Uncle Bob and her brother 
Mark. Lately she's been teasing Uncle Bob when she 
collects her paycheck. But each payday she needs to 
come up with a new idea to get Bob to turn it over. 
Maybe if she practiced with her brother she'd know what 
to do. (Mmf, inc, ped, 1st, exh, preg)

***

Crystal hung up her apron and got ready to clock out. 
It had been a reasonable day at Bob's Ice Cream 
Emporium where she worked for her Uncle Bob after 
school several days a week. Today was Friday, which 
meant it was payday, which meant he would be horny. 
Uncle Bob always got horny on payday for some reason. 
Some day, when she was in College, maybe taking 
psychology, she could ask the instructor what it was 
about payday that made her Uncle horny.

Not that she minded. He was a pussycat as far as she 
was concerned. She'd been wrapping him around her 
little finger since she was about eight. She teased him 
on purpose, just to keep him going. 

Like when she got to work she took off her bra so her 
healthy plump teen titties would wobble and move around 
under her thin uniform shirt. And of course, whenever 
she went into the big freezer to get another bucket of 
this or that ice cream, she came out with her nipples 
spiking the shirt. 

He always looked and she always made sure he got a good 
look. 

Then, during hellos or goodbyes, she pressed her ripe 
body up against his from crotch to chest and gave him 
long lingering kisses on his stubbly cheek. Each of 
those kisses was punctuated with, "I love you Uncle 
Bob," in a sexy whisper. About a month ago he'd started 
squeezing her buttocks as he said, "And I love you 
back!" It was fun and didn't hurt anything, and she 
enjoyed it a lot.

Not that she made it obvious to anyone except her 
Uncle. She was quite proper around anybody else. 

Well everybody except her brother Mark. She liked to 
tease him too. He was a year younger than she and had 
just started High School. He didn't have much 
experience with girls and he got a hard-on at the 
slightest provocation. 

One week she kept count and was pretty sure she'd given 
him an erection twenty-seven times! Usually it was just 
from walking around in her panties and bra, but she 
also liked to go to and from the shower naked, or with 
just a towel. 

He'd get a boner and then he'd just go to his bedroom, 
where she was sure he beat off. 

He seemed to take it in stride and never got mad, even 
when it was obvious she was trying to get to him. They 
got along very well and neither of them had any real 
angst about the fact that he got turned on by her, or 
that his lust for her got her own juices flowing.

Mark had a pretty good idea that she was doing it on 
purpose, but he didn't care. He loved beating off - the 
feel of his teen spunk shooting was exquisite - and she 
was a sure bet for a quick fantasy. He knew she wasn't 
being mean or anything, and that she loved him too much 
to actually try to hurt his feelings.

In fact, Crystal had made it something of a habit to 
tease her brother first, if she planned to tease her 
uncle. For instance, if she planned on kissing her 
uncle a certain way, she found a way to practice on 
Mark... to see what he did. You might call it a dress 
rehearsal before the actual performance. It didn't 
always work out that way, but she tried to do that as 
much as possible.

But now it was payday and Crystal waited until all the 
other employees had picked up their checks and gone. 

Lately her Uncle had been playing a game with her on 
paydays. He'd hold out her check and say something 
like, "What'll you give me for this?" Then it was up to 
her to titillate him. 

Two weeks ago she had given him a real kiss, right on 
the lips. That had been interesting. She'd kissed 
several boys, lots of times in fact, but they were 
never kisses like this one. This one made her stomach 
feel funny, and the feel of his hands on her butt when 
he kissed her just made it more intense. 

Last week she said she'd sit on his lap while he kissed 
her. That was even more fun because she could feel his 
big adult boner under her butt. This time he kissed her 
with his tongue too and slid his hands all over her 
back. That kiss had gone on for a long time, and when 
it was over they both breathing deeply. She knew that 
people would say what they were doing was wrong, but 
she thought those people were stupid. He made her feel 
good, and she knew he would stop if she asked him to.

So what could she give him for her paycheck this week? 

She could think of a couple of things, but they were 
awfully naughty. She didn't know just how far she could 
really go with Uncle Bob before he got mad at her or 
something like that. 

Then she got an idea. 

It would be teasing, but there would be a good excuse 
for it. She'd been going to the back for something 
earlier in the day and had run into a mop handle that 
was half fallen over. It had run right into the skin on 
her ribs just below her right breast. She pulled her 
shirt up in the bathroom and saw there was a bruise 
there. 

She went into her Uncle's office.

Uncle Bob was sitting behind his desk. There was just 
one pay envelope left and it was sitting right between 
his hands. He looked up and smiled. "Hi pumpkin, what 
are you going to give me for your paycheck this week?"

"Welllllll," Crystal said drawing it out, "I have an 
owie, and I need something soothing put on it cause I 
think it's bruised. And then maybe you could kiss it 
and make it all better? Mom or dad always kiss my owies 
at home, but they're not here."

Uncle Bob knew his niece was a terrible flirt, and that 
whatever she was talking about would be sure to get his 
bone going. "OK, and where IS this owie you have?"

Crystal started pulling her shirt up, little by little, 
first exposing her belly button, then all of her 
abdomen and the skin above it. She went past where she 
knew the bruise was and halfway up her breast, stopping 
when she felt her fingers touch her nipple. The whole 
lower part of her breast was revealed.

Bob licked his lips. This girl drove him crazy. She was 
the very definition of a dichotomy. 

On the one hand she seemed completely innocent, with no 
hint of any kind that there might be a slutty woman 
tied up in her body somewhere, screaming to be let 
loose. 

On the other hand, she never pulled back or accused him 
of going too far, and he got the idea that she'd do 
just about anything he asked her to do. But he didn't 
want to rock the boat. She was letting him kiss her and 
he knew he could get her to do lots more if he just 
went slow and easy. 

And more was what he wanted.

Crystal saw the hot look in his eyes and shivered. It 
wasn't from fright that she shivered, but from a 
feeling deep inside her that liked the way he was 
looking at her. 

"Could you kiss it and make it all better?" she asked 
in her little girl voice.

"Oh yes," he said, unfreezing and moving one hand 
toward a desk drawer. "I have just the thing here to 
make it feel all better." His hand came out with a 
little bottle that had a red liquid in it. On the 
bottle it said, "Miss Kitty's Edible Massage Oil - 
Cherry" He flipped up the lid and stood up.

"Um, I think I'd like to sit on your lap while you do 
that," Crystal said. He grinned and sat back down. Soon 
she was sitting on his lap, wiggling her butt as she 
leaned backwards to give him room to touch her bruise. 
He put a dollop of red stuff on his fingers and started 
rubbing the bruised area lightly. He let his hand move 
up and cup the breast, just holding it's weight in his 
hand. 

It felt nice, especially where he was touching her 
breast. Nobody had ever touched her breast except for 
herself. She loved to stroke and rub her tender tits 
while she was in the shower.

"I think I owe you a thank you kiss," she said and 
sighed as his lips captured hers. His tongue darted 
into her mouth and she sucked on it before giving him 
hers to suck on too.

The kiss broke and he said, "I think we need to put 
some extra on, in case the bruise spreads." Then, as he 
kissed her again, he slid his hand up under her shirt 
and rubbed her breast all over. When his fingertips 
started tweaking and squeezing her nipple she moaned. 
There were wonderful feelings going through her body 
from that nipple to her little virgin muffy and they 
were making her wet down there. She felt just a little 
dizzy.

When that kiss ended Uncle Bob's hands came to the 
buttons of her shirt. "I think it's about time to kiss 
it and make it well." 

She looked down as the last two buttons came loose and 
he began to spread the shirt apart, baring her perfect 
teen titties. She didn't feel any fear. What she felt 
was excitement. Something new was going to happen and 
she couldn't wait to see what it felt like. 

"Oh yes I think so too," she sighed.

His lips did go first to the bruise, but they slid 
upwards almost immediately and he licked her stiff 
nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Crystal 
grunted with the sweet agony of orgasmic feelings as he 
sucked and chewed on that nipple. Then he moved to the 
other one and made it feel fantastic too. She was 
REALLY wet now, and she knew her panties would have to 
be dried out before they went into the hamper.

Then, suddenly it was over. His head came back up and 
he smiled at her. "Well, I think that about does it. If 
the problem persists we can do another treatment." Then 
he kissed her lips one last time before handing her, 
her pay envelope.

"Uncle Bob!" she sighed. "You're so naughty. You kissed 
me several places that weren't hurt at all!"

"Better to be safe than sorry, don't you think 
sweetie?"

Now it was her turn to smile. "Yes, I think I totally 
agree." She couldn't resist another kiss and then she 
buttoned her blouse and ran out of his office to go 
home. 


CHAPTER TWO


That night Crystal lay in bed, remembering the feeling 
of her Uncle's lips on her sensitive nipples. She began 
slowly rubbing two fingers along the slit of her pussy 
and soon she was hoping for another of those nice 
orgasms. She thought about how nice it would be to have 
somebody sucking her nipples while she did this. 

She wondered if maybe her brother would do it for her.

Mark was just about ready to pull his PJ bottoms down 
and whack off. Crystal had sat around watching TV with 
her babydoll pajamas on tonight and, of course, he'd 
gotten a hard-on from it. Now he was going to get to 
feel good. With an almost ceremonious movement, he 
bared his stiff prick. He'd just gotten his hand 
wrapped around his iron hard cock and jerked it twice 
when he saw his door opening in the darkness.

"Mark?" came a whisper that he knew was his sister's 
voice. He stopped jerking and tried to pull his PJs 
back up without making any noise. His bed creaked 
though and again Crystal said "Mark? Are you awake?"

"Yeah," he whispered back. "What do you want?"

"I need some help," she said. "It's sort of personal"

Mark wanted to get on with whacking his peter off. "OK, 
what?"

She came over to the bed. "First I have to ask you a 
question. Do you ever masturbate?" Of course she was 
sure he did, but she had to get him to admit it for her 
plan to work.

"What kind of question is that?" he asked defensively. 
"Do YOU masturbate?!" he said, thinking that would shut 
her up.

"Yes... I do," she answered simply. "Do you?"

So much for THAT idea. But now he was interested in 
whatever was going on. "Uh... well sometimes... yeah, I 
guess." He didn't know how to answer this kind of 
question from his sister.

"OK. Now... is it ever hard for you to cum when you 
masturbate?" she asked.

This was getting stranger and stranger, but she seemed 
to be serious so he just answered her. 

"No. Sometimes I cum too fast. I mean it feels good and 
I'd like it to feel good longer, but then I cum and 
it's over. Crystal, why are you asking me these 
questions?"

"Something happened today. I had an orgasm and it was 
an extra nice one. I want to have another one except 
that I have to have help."

"What do you mean... help?" he said.

"I need you to... suck my nipples," she whispered.

"You let somebody SUCK your NIPPLES?" he said out loud.

"Shhhhh. You'll wake up Mom and Dad," she whispered. 
"Yes I did and it was fantastic. So will you help me or 
not?"

This was too good to be true. Mark was going from 
hoping to get a glimpse of her fabulous teen titties to 
actually getting to taste them!

"Sure," he said. "If you'll help me too. Deal?"

Crystal had thought he might figure that part out, so 
she said "Sure. Move over." and climbed into bed with 
her brother. They stretched out and she immediately 
slid her hand into his PJ bottoms. She'd felt her 
uncle's erect boner against her butt several times, all 
hard and bumpy. She'd been curious ever since about 
what it would feel like... in her hand. This one wasn't 
her uncle's, but she was quite sure it was pretty 
close. 

She wasn't disappointed. 

Mark was rock hard and he sucked in a breath as her 
cool fingertips straggled through the nest of hair 
around the base of his cock. Then that cool hand found 
his hot flesh and her fingers wrapped firmly around his 
rod. 

He fumbled with her Baby Dolls and found that she'd 
removed the bra that went with them. All he had to do 
was unbutton the single button at the top of the little 
jacket and he could sweep the thin cloth aside. There, 
in the moonlight, were her gorgeous breasts. All he 
could see was dark and light, but the dark tips looked 
swollen to him. 

He leaned over and touched one with the tip of his 
tongue. Unable to wait, to make it last, he opened his 
lips and suckled one gently, experimentally. 

She moaned, "Ohhh yesssssssss!" and stuck her free hand 
in her panties and began strumming her clitty, but she 
couldn't do that and jack on his cock at the same time. 
They needed different rhythms. 

"Can you finger-fuck me while I do you?" she gasped.

This was getting to be too good to be true as far as 
Mark was concerned. First he got to taste her titties 
and now she was going to let him play stinky finger? 
Her use of the word "fingerfuck" convinced him she 
wasn't just trying to set him up for something. 
Nonetheless, his hand went slowly toward her panties, 
unsurely, not knowing exactly what to do. 

Her hand came up and found his and pushed it in her 
panties. "There... right there... feel that little 
bump? Rub that. OOOWW not so hard Mark. Yeah, gently, 
Oh Mark, yes that's it exactly... oh keep doing that 
please." 

He was so engrossed in fingering her correctly he 
forgot to suck and her hand pulled him to her chest to 
remind him. Then he got it all together and sucked and 
rubbed at the same time. As his finger slid down it 
found her pussy mouth and slipped in. 

"MMmmmmmmm," she moaned.

That sounded promising, so he pushed that finger in 
further. 

"Ohhh yes Mark do that too, yessssssssssss." Without 
warning her hips bounced up off the bed and she whined. 

By instinct he knew she was ready to cum. When he beat 
off, that was when he whacked harder and faster, so he 
reasoned he should do that to her too. 

He reasoned correctly. 

She went off like a cherry bomb as he sucked and 
nibbled a nipple while thrashing her pussy with his 
fingers, sliding them in and out and sideways all at 
once. Her legs stretched open widely as her pussy 
bucked up at his hand. Her hand on his head crushed him 
to her breast and he had a hard time breathing. In 
truth, he was so busy taking care of what SHE needed, 
that he hadn't even felt her jerking on his cock. 

He remembered as she came down from her high and her 
hand quit moving on his penis. 

"Don't stop Crystal," he moaned. She started jerking 
him hard... too hard and this time it was he who told 
her to go gently. Finally she found the right 
combination of speed and pressure and he knew he'd cum 
any minute. 

"Oh yeah Crystal, you're doing that so good.... just a 
little more... I'm gonna cum.... I'm GONNA SHOOT" 

Crystal felt the amazing thing in her hand swell and 
then jerk repeatedly. She couldn't see what was 
happening, but she felt it as his cum shot up in the 
air and landed on him, the bed and her. If that felt 
half as good as her cum had she knew he'd let her do 
this any time she asked. She slowed down instinctively, 
stroking him more gently and felt warm wet dribble onto 
her fingers. For some crazy reason she was tempted to 
taste that warm stuff. 

"So who did you let do that?" asked her brother. 

"I can't tell. It's a secret," she said. She knew her 
Uncle could get in big trouble for messing around with 
her and she didn't want that to happen. "What I CAN 
tell you is that I love him and trust him, so nothing 
bad is going to happen. I'm sure of that." 

It was probably good she said that, because Mark felt 
some kind of animal passion in his gut at the thought 
of some guy forcing his sister to do anything even 
remotely like what they'd just done. 

He kissed her lips, not even thinking to ask and she 
kissed him back, not even thinking it was odd. 

"OK," he said softly. 

That night, after returning to her own bed, Crystal 
thought about what had happened. She knew somehow that 
she needed to keep her visits to her brother's bed on 
a... special... basis. If she went there a lot, she was 
quite sure she'd let him do things to her that a 
brother really shouldn't do to his sister. 

She chuckled. Like letting him suck her boobs and stick 
his finger in her pussy was OK with the world at large. 

So, the next morning, when she saw him in the hall, she 
pushed him against the wall and pressed her body up 
against his. With her face only an inch from his, she 
said, "I loved what we did last night, but I don't want 
to get too used to it, OK?" 

Mark had no idea what she was trying to say, but he 
sure liked being pinned to the wall by her, so he just 
smiled and nodded his head like a good boy. 

Since Crystal wished she could feel her brother's 
fingers probing her tender pussy and his mouth sucking 
her sensitive nipples four or five times a day... she 
decided that three times a week wasn't "too much". So, 
twice more that week she waited until everybody's 
lights were turned out and then slipped into her 
brother's room. She also decided that flannel pajamas 
were better then her baby dolls, since they unbuttoned 
and were soft. 

By the time of her third visit that week, she and Mark 
had learned to make it last quite a long time, with 
many hot kisses and much tender stroking before he made 
a mess. The second time she gave in to her curiosity 
and tasted what was on her hand after he spurted. She 
found she liked it and, each time after that, she 
licked whatever he got on her hands off... in the 
dark... so he wouldn't know she was doing it. She 
didn't want him to think she was as excited about all 
this as she really was.

And now she had an idea about what to do to get her 
next paycheck.


CHAPTER THREE


All week long Crystal thought about Uncle Bob, and 
payday, and her idea for what to do to "get" Uncle Bob 
to give her, her paycheck. 

The next week, the night before payday, Crystal paid 
her brother another visit. This time she got there 
before he turned out his reading light. He looked up 
from the thriller he was reading as she slipped into 
his room. 

"Boy am I glad to see YOU!" he whispered. 

"Why thank you sir," she dimpled. "I have another 
request tonight." 

"OK," he agreed, without even knowing what he was 
agreeing to. 

"You might want to hear what it is before you give in 
so easily," she said, but there was no edge in her 
voice. 

"OK, what exactly is it you require help with?" he 
said. "In case I decide to help you." 

Now she blushed. "I want to learn how to do something, 
so I can do it for this person." She acted like she'd 
actually said something clear and concise. 

Mark didn't have any more information than he had 
before, but he said "OK," anyway. 

"Take off your PJs," she whispered. 

He did, and his healthy young adolescent erection stood 
straight up. He was hard as good knife steel. 

Crystal came over to the bed and climbed up on it, 
putting her face directly above his straining prick. 

"I wouldn't keep your face there if I were you," he 
warned. "You'll get a faceful." 

She turned her head and looked at him and said, "I 
don't think so." 

Then she looked at his prick again, and dropped her 
mouth onto it. 

Mark froze as if he'd been dropped in a bath of liquid 
nitrogen. Every single iota of his senses shut down, 
except for those senses that had something to do with 
feeling her warm, wet mouth on his achingly hard prick. 
She sucked, experimentally and his body gave her an 
ooze of precum to taste. She pulled her mouth off of 
him and tasted, licking her lips. 

"You taste good," she whispered. 

"Urg," he responded, his rigid body taut as a 
bowstring. 

Then her mouth was over his cock again and she sucked 
and bobbed her head, like she'd seen the girls do on a 
certain video tape her father owned and was quite sure 
the kids didn't know about. 

Within about 45 seconds she was rewarded with a 
mouthful of salty warm spunk that she swirled in her 
mouth and swallowed. She liked the warm feel of it when 
it hit her stomach. 

Mark was a big, strong boy, a husky lad, who could hold 
his own in pretty much any situation where he wasn't 
outnumbered. 

She left him a whimpering, limp child, curled up in a 
ball on his bed, wondering if his balls were still 
inside their sack, or if maybe they'd shot out the end 
of his prick and were now resting in his sister's 
stomach. 

As she slipped back into her room, Crystal thought 
about how easy that had been, and not at all icky. She 
was a little dazed, which showed in the fact that she'd 
completely forgotten to have her brother get her off. 
She worked on her clit and pinched her nipples for a 
long time before she finally had a painfully sweet 
orgasm.

She couldn't wait until the next afternoon. 

It was good that Crystal worked with ice cream, because 
she was hot as a pistol all day long. When quitting 
time came her pussy was wet and she repeatedly licked 
her lips, thinking about what she was going to do for 
her pay today. She knew she was playing a dangerous 
game, but the thrill of playing had her hooked. She 
hoped her uncle would understand, and not throw her 
out. 

Bob too had been anticipating payday all week. During 
the week, based on some unwritten rule, he and his 
niece were completely professional. She worked hard and 
he treated her just like any of the other kids who 
worked for him. That feeling stayed with him until 
there was only one paycheck left on his desk. Everybody 
except Crystal usually got their paycheck when they 
first came to work. 

Finally it was time. He went outside, put up the 
"Closed" sign in the window, helped with a few of the 
remaining customers and told everyone they could leave 
for the day. 

Then he went to his office and waited. 

Crystal found two or three things to "tidy up" as 
everyone else left. Then, taking a deep breath, she 
went to the office. 

Bob held up the envelope and waved it in the air. He 
repeated the ritual formula. "And what will you give me 
for your paycheck this week?" 

Crystal blushed. "You remember last week, when you 
kissed my owie and made it better?" 

He nodded, licking his lips. 

"And I sat on your lap?" 

Again, he nodded. 

"And you kissed me too?" 

He smiled. 

"I'd like to sit on your lap again. And kiss you." 

Well, that wasn't quite what he'd had in mind, but 
then, he'd been extremely fortunate with her already. 
Who was he to complain if she wanted to take things 
slowly. 

"I'd like that punkin," he said, smiling. 

Crystal went behind the desk as he rolled his chair 
back. She straddled his lap, put her hands on his 
shoulders, and sat down... hard. 

"Ooof," he grunted as her pussy smashed into his stiff 
prick." 

Crystal immediately stood up. "Oh MY!" she said in her 
little girl voice. "I sat down too hard! I'm sorry 
Uncle Bob. I hurt you, didn't I? Gee... I should 
probably kiss it and make it better, huh?" 

Bob looked up, his eyes wide. What she was offering to 
do was way more than he'd ever hoped. Getting her 
off... no, watching her face as she went through an 
orgasm... was so much fun in and of itself that he 
hadn't ever worried about himself. It was easy to beat 
off and think about her, and he'd done that many times. 
Would she really...? 

"If you think that's a good idea..." he said softly. 

She leaned down and kissed him briefly. "You did it for 
me. I should do it for you," she said simply. 

She dropped to her knees and spread his legs apart with 
her hands on his thighs. She knee-walked between his 
legs and, keeping eye contact with him, leaned down. At 
the last second she looked at his bulge and planted a 
chaste, quick kiss on the lump in his pants. The lump 
moved. Her hand came to the lump and petted it, like 
she might pet a dog. 

"Is that better? I can't tell. There's all that 
clothing covering it. I think you need to take your 
pants down Uncle Bob... just so I can see if it's 
better. I think I might need to kiss it on the skin... 
you know... like you did for me." 

Bob stood up and his hands reached for his belt. Hers 
got there first. She unbuckled the belt and tried to 
unbutton the button above his zipper, but couldn't pull 
hard enough. With a flick of his fingers he unbuttoned 
the pants and then dropped his hands at his sides 
again, letting her slowly unzip the pants. 

"I'm not wearing any underwear sweetheart," he warned 
her. 

She looked up at him, her eyes a little glassy, and 
then she looked back at his crotch as she pulled on the 
legs of his pants. His prick caught in them and it was 
painful. Quickly he reached into his pants and pulled 
his prick up against his abdomen. She kept pulling and, 
once they were dragged past his hips, his pants dropped 
with a rustle to his calves. She sighed as his erection 
fell down and pointed at her face. 

Crystal stared at her uncle's prick. It looked so 
different than she had expected. Her brother's had a 
lot of loose skin on it. The tip had been covered with 
a loose hood of skin, but when she ran her hand up and 
down it the skin moved easily, sliding off the head and 
along something hard under it. When she had stroked 
back the other way the skin covered up the head again. 
She had liked playing with that loose skin with her 
tongue. 

But her Uncle's was different. He had no hood, and the 
head was bare, as if the hood had already been pulled 
back. She reached up and the skin on his penis was 
tightly stretched. She ran her hand up and down his 
length twice and realized that if she wanted to do a 
lot of that some kind of lubrication would be required, 
or it would be uncomfortable to him. The tip was dark, 
bluish or maybe purplish and it was large and very 
smooth looking, with a different kind of skin than what 
there was on the shaft itself. 

The skin on his shaft was bumpier, and she could see 
blood vessels under the skin. She could see why they 
called the tip a "head", because under it was a smaller 
part that looked like a neck. Then the shaft came, like 
some armless snake's body. She looked at the little 
slit like opening on the very tip and, as she watched, 
a milky drop of fluid burbled out and started to slowly 
drip down. She watched as it got to the bottom of the 
head and began to droop. Before it could fall off she 
reached out one fingertip and scooped it off. Then she 
tasted it, like she'd taste icing off a cake. 

Bob stared down at his beautiful niece. She was 
inspecting him as if she'd never seen a penis before 
and that went well with his impression that she was 
pure and virginal. But when she stroked him gently and 
then scooped up and tasted his precum, he saw the slut 
in her, pulling at her bonds, trying to get free again, 
but still restrained. 

Then she leaned forward and, after giving the tip one 
of those chaste little kisses, she gave him the blowjob 
of his life. 

She didn't just stick it in her mouth and jerk him off, 
like a lot of women do. She made love to his prick, 
licking it, nipping it, kissing it and taking it in her 
mouth. She was gentle with her mouth, but her hand 
gripped him with strength, squeezing and releasing, not 
stroking exactly, but putting pressure on the whole 
thing at once. She closed her lips around the head and 
sucked, tickling the head with the tip of her tongue, 
and then slid her lips down as far as she could get 
them. 

She pulled off and kissed the tip again as her hand 
slid up and down the saliva slackened shaft. She looked 
up. 

"I only did this... once. And that time he came... 
already. I mean sooner. Am I not doing it right?" she 
asked plaintively. 

Bob reached down and stroked her hair. "Sweetheart some 
men have a hard time cumming from a blow job. You're 
doing it beautifully, better than any woman has ever 
done for me and I love what you're doing. It doesn't 
matter if I cum or not. You're making me feel really 
good." 

"But I won't get to... taste you," she complained. 

Bob was blown away. His gorgeous niece was on her 
knees, asking him to shoot in her mouth. 

"Baby, would you be willing to do something for me? 
Something that would help me cum?" 

She looked up at him wide eyed. She nodded. Somehow 
something had changed. This was no longer a flirting 
game. "What?" she asked. 

"Do you... masturbate?" he asked. 

She nodded, not embarrassed at all by his question. 

"Would you do that for me? Now? Here?" 

Crystal's mind was whirling. She knew things were going 
quickly... VERY quickly, but she still felt like 
everything was OK. She wanted to taste him now. It 
wasn't about the paycheck any more. And she felt a 
thrill as she thought about baring her secret place to 
him. Mark had fingered her, but he hadn't actually SEEN 
her pussy. The thought of this handsome man seeing her 
made her very excited. 

"Yes," she whispered. 

She stood up and backed up, away from him. His hand 
went to his cock and he began to stroke and squeeze it 
as he watched her unsnap her jeans and take one foot 
out of them. She leaned against his desk and spread her 
feet as her fingers slid slowly between her legs. 

"Get up on the desk," he suggested. 

She moved things aside and sat up on the desk, getting 
her heels, her jeans dragging from one foot, up on the 
desk too. She leaned back on one hand and spread her 
legs for her Uncle's hot gaze. She let him look before 
she slid one long finger in as deep as it would go. 

Bob felt his sap rising almost immediately. He wanted 
this to last a little longer, so he slowed down, 
regulating the pleasure by squeezing and twisting the 
knob a little. She hissed as her finger began driving 
in and out of her pussy and her legs flexed open 
further. She closed her eyes and let her head fall back 
as she added a finger, probing her pussy until it 
sloshed. Her head lifted and she opened her eyes, 
looking into her Uncle's. 

"I can't cum very well just from doing this," she 
panted. "I came when you... sucked me... last week. I'm 
close, but I can't get there... alone. 

"Do you want me to touch you?" he asked, taking a step 
closer. 

"I don't want to have a baby," she said, but her hand 
flashed faster as she said that. "I'm a virgin Uncle 
Bob." 

"Well then," he said, stepping closer to her still. "I 
just won't do anything that will make a baby in you," 
he stepped up to the edge of the desk "or take away 
your virginity." 

Bob reached out and fumbled with the top button of her 
uniform shirt. She sat up and with quick flicks of her 
fingers pulled it aside, baring her breasts. He drank 
in her beauty, breasts bared, jeans and panties still 
hanging off one ankle. He felt like he could cum just 
looking at her like this. He leaned over and put his 
hands on the desk, leaving his cock hanging free 
between her legs, pointing at her pussy. He kissed her. 

"You take my cock and use it to play with yourself. 
I'll do other things and we'll see if we can't get you 
to cum." he said. 

He began to kiss her neck, and shoulders and chest. He 
licked her stiff nipples and suckled them before going 
back up to kiss her with long passionate kisses. At 
first she didn't do anything, but then her hand gripped 
him firmly and he felt her begin to dig his prick into 
her pussy. She slid it up and down between her lips, 
going ever so shallowly into her pussy mouth. 

Then she used it on her clitty and began to moan. He 
wanted to jam it into her, but he controlled the urge. 
This was much further than he'd ever even hoped to go 
with her and he knew he had to keep his promise. He 
sucked on her nipples and she began to writhe. 

"Yes... oh yes," she croaked. "Oh Uncle Bob... it's 
happening." She began to make squealing noises, louder 
and louder until she fell back onto the desk and let go 
of his cock. She arched her pussy up against his body 
and he grabbed his cock, swabbing it in her sex again 
as she finished her cum. He made sure not to go into 
her, but seeing her cum all over the tip of his prick 
brought his balls to a boil again. This time he didn't 
want to stop it. 

"Hurry up and get done if you want a taste baby," he 
groaned. "Cause Uncle Bob's about to blow his cork." 

Crystal sat up and pushed him backwards, almost causing 
him to fall over. She was off the desk and down on her 
knees in a flash, her hand batting his away as she 
stroked and sucked the head. Closing his eyes he let 
go, flushing hot semen into her mouth. She never pulled 
off and he opened his eyes and looked down to see her 
sucking and swallowing happily. 

Ten minutes later, breathing normally, and with 
paycheck firmly in hand, Crystal left the Emporium 
feeling warm and satisfied. Bob sat in his chair, pants 
still around his calves, head back and wondered whether 
things could get any better than they had.


CHAPTER FOUR


That night Crystal took a shower and got horny from 
washing between her legs. She knew she'd never get to 
sleep... that she'd have to visit her brother. But the 
more she did, the more she WANTED to do, and that was 
too dangerous. She couldn't get on the pill without her 
mother's approval, which she knew she'd never get. She 
thought about getting some condoms, but then, with 
typical teenage reasoning, she thought she'd just be 
tempted to let someone fuck her if she had a condom, 
and that if she didn't, she wouldn't.

But she DID think of another thing she'd always 
wondered about. 

Mark was reading again when she slipped into his room. 
He put his book down and whipped the sheet off of him, 
exposing his naked body. He had a boner to be proud of. 

"Oh man I hoped you'd come tonight," he sighed. 

"I think we're doing this too much," she whispered. "I 
like doing this too much." she said, as she saw his 
face fall. 

"Did you...?" he asked. 

"Yes." she said, licking her lips remembering. 

"Who is it?" he asked anxiously. 

"I told you, I can't tell." She stepped closer to the 
bed, looking at his erection. 

"So why are you here tonight?" he asked. 

"I like doing it," she answered simply. 

"Oh good" he gushed. "Cause I like it too." 

"Do you like it enough to... do it to me?" She was 
afraid he would say "No." 

She shouldn't have worried. "You'd let me do THAT?" he 
asked incredulously. 

She leaned over and kissed him on the lips while her 
left hand sought out his sex bone. "Oh yes, little 
brother. I'd be HAPPY to let you do that to me." 

Within seconds they had figured out what millions of 
other lovers had discovered over the years, that the 
classic 69 position was the best way to get at each 
other simultaneously. 

Within a minute she had an orgasm, drenching his face 
with her tasty juices. His first thought was that it 
was gross, but then he discovered that it let him slide 
his face through her garden much more easily, and that 
was just fun. He set about trying to get another face 
bath. 

Two orgasms later Crystal used her hand on his cock, 
jacking him while she loved the head with her lips and 
tongue. She felt his cock swell in her hand and clamped 
her lips firmly around the neck of his cock, swallowing 
greedily as he fed her his nectar. He yelled into her 
pussy as his butt bounced off the bed. 

She couldn't decide whether he tasted better, or Uncle 
Bob did. 

Throughout the next week, as the next payday got closer 
and closer, she perfected her technique on her brother 
until she could make him cum when SHE wanted him to 
cum. He was a good pussy licker too, but she didn't 
know just what to tell him to make him better. She just 
enjoyed the feel and hoped that her Uncle would accept 
that as her next offering for her next paycheck. 

The next Friday, when she got to work, Crystal went 
into the back room to change into her uniform. As usual 
she took off her bra before she put on her uniform 
shirt. They had the option to wear whatever they wanted 
on their lower body. Most wore jeans. Tonight she wore 
a skirt... with no panties. 

All night long she served customers with the air 
blowing up her skirt and cooling her pussy. That was 
good, because tonight her pussy was extra hot, as she 
thought of what she hoped her handsome Uncle would do 
to it tonight. 

Crystal let the last customer out and locked the door. 
She flipped the sign to make it say "Closed" and turned 
out the lights in the front half of the store. Just the 
thought of getting her pussy licked had made her damp 
and she stopped on her way to Uncle Bob's office to 
wipe her pussy with a tissue. 

When she walked through the door Uncle Bob was sitting 
straight backed, her paycheck on the desk between his 
hands. 

"Hi Pumpkin," He picked up her paycheck. "I think this 
is yours. But I'm not sure, cause I forgot to write the 
name on the outside of the envelope." 

"Gee Uncle Bob," said Crystal, standing with her feet 
together. She had to fight the urge to rub her thighs 
together. "Can't you just... look inside it to see 
whose it is?" 

"I don't know about that," he said, trying to sound 
sad. "If it's not yours, and you saw it, whoever's it 
is might be upset." 

"Oh," she said in a small voice. "Isn't there anything 
I could do? I mean to help you find out if that's mine 
or not?" She looked around and saw the chair that faced 
his desk. "How 'bout if I sit over here? This isn't 
close enough for me to see what's inside the envelope, 
so you can look." 

Crystal sat down, leaned back, and let her knees fall 
apart. She knew he could see up her short skirt when 
his eyes widened and he licked his lips. He opened the 
envelope and looked inside. 

"This is definitely yours," he said, licking his lips 
again. "What are you going to give me for it this week 
Crystal?" 

Crystal reached up and undid the scrunchy that was 
holding her pony tail together. She shook her head and 
her hair settled on her shoulders. "I have something in 
mind" she said, making it sound like she was hesitant. 
She wanted to scream at him to get over here and suck 
her pussy, but she clamped down on that desire. She 
reached in her pocket and pulled out a stick of red 
licorice. She pretended to fumble with it and dropped 
it on the floor between her legs. 

"Oops," she said. "I dropped my licorice Uncle Bob. I'm 
so tired from working. Would you get it for me please?" 

Bob came around the desk and knelt on the floor. 
Crystal spread her legs wide and pointed between them, 
downward. It was hard to tell if she was pointing at 
the floor, or something... else. 

Bob looked at the stick of red licorice on the floor. 
"Gee, do you have any more Crystal? For some reason 
I'm... hungry." 

Crystal looked into his eyes. "Well, I don't have any 
more. The one I dropped is my last one. But I had one a 
little while ago, so I should share this one. Maybe you 
should just... eat it." Her fingers pulled her skirt up 
just a little. 

Bob reached for the licorice stick and, to her 
astonishment, pressed it between her legs and against 
her pussy. Then he put it in his mouth. 

"Hmmmm," He bit and chewed. "This is the best licorice 
I ever had." 

"Are you full yet?" asked Crystal. 

Now he stared into her eyes. He shook his head. Then he 
leaned in, flipped her skirt up and pulled her pussy to 
the edge of the chair. He looked up into her eyes as he 
stuck his tongue out and licked her split. When he felt 
her clitty he stopped and tickled it with the tip of 
his tongue. 

Crystal sighed and slumped back. She let her arms drop 
straight down to her sides as his hands came up and 
unbuttoned her uniform shirt, baring her breasts. He 
squeezed her nipples and twirled them as he sucked and 
licked her pussy. She wanted to hump his face, but had 
no purchase on the chair - no way to make her pussy 
hump. 

But she didn't need to because Uncle Bob was an expert 
pussy licker. 

That became evident immediately as he brought her to an 
orgasm that made her pussy actually squirt something 
into his mouth. She felt it happen and heard the slight 
almost farting sound as something shot out of her and 
onto his tongue. He swallowed and dove in for more. 

After four orgasms Crystal had to push him away. She 
was falling off the chair, and her pussy was so tender 
that she couldn't take any more. Uncle Bob lifted his 
wet face from between her thighs, smiled, stood up and 
turned around. He reached for her pay envelope and 
handed it to her. Then he went back around the desk, 
sat down, and began to work. 

It took Crystal another five minutes to gather her 
strength. Uncle Bob speeded her up by suggesting that, 
if she left her pussy exposed much longer, he was going 
to have to come back for seconds. She covered her 
trembling pussy with one hand and struggled to her 
feet. 

It took her twice as long to walk home as it usually 
did.


CHAPTER FIVE


She was so sated that, when she got home, she went to 
bed and didn't even go see her brother. 

But the NEXT day, Crystal sidled into her brother's 
room as soon as she saw their parents close their 
bedroom door. He was waiting for her, naked and stiff. 

"You want me to lick you?" he whispered. 

She shook her head, and sat down beside him, fisting 
his cock and sliding her hand up and down on it. 

"I want to know what it feels like to feel it against 
me," she said. "Not in me. We can't do that. But up 
against me." 

Mark licked his lips and watched as she got naked and 
crawled on the bed with him. She cuddled with him and 
reached between them to put his cock between her legs. 

She murmured as it scraped along her pussy lips. 

"We have to be careful," she sighed. 

"I know," he said between kisses. "It feels really 
good." 

"Mmmmm," she slipped her tongue into his mouth. "It 
sure does." 

Before they knew it he was dryfucking her as she kept 
her legs tightly closed. She suddenly realized she 
could cum this way and her kisses got hotter and hotter 
as she bucked her loins against his. He lay heavily on 
her, his hips thrusting and then he pushed himself up 
so that just his cock was massaging her pussy lips. 

She was about to tell him to lie back down on her - she 
loved his weight on her, and the feel of his skin 
rubbing against hers - when he dipped his head and 
sucked a nipple. She decided that was good too and felt 
her orgasm beginning to announce its arrival.

"Crystal..." he groaned. 

She felt his explosion of semen flood her pussy mouth. 
The slippery spooge made her pussy lips flow around his 
cock and his prick raked across her clit. She came as 
he squirted several more times, making the triangle 
next to her pussy messy with their cum. 

He was still hard. 

"Crystal... let me put it in a little?" he panted. 

"No Mark," she panted back. "We can't do that." 

"Are you going to let... him... put it in you?" he 
gasped. 

"No," she said, but she didn't sound too sure of 
herself. 

Mark was still sawing his prick in and out of her 
tightly closed thighs and he kissed her deeply. His 
prick hadn't softened even a little and he continued to 
slide his cock through the slippery mess that was 
soaking her pussy lips. Crystal felt another orgasm 
coming as she panted and bucked and loved the 
stimulation her pussy was getting. She came again on 
his slippery rod and pressed her titties against his 
chest, loving the feel of his skin slipping across her 
hard nipples. 

She only pushed him away when she realized she was 
thinking hard about what it might feel like to have 
Mark's slippery penis slide up inside her. 

"I have to go," she rasped. And she slid out from under 
him as he rolled sideways to land on his back. She 
looked down at his cock, still hard and straight and 
proud. His pubes were a mess of white, sticky cum and 
she knew her own pussy looked just like that. 

Grabbing her clothes she tip-toed out of his room and 
into the bathroom to clean up. She ran her fingers 
through her wet pubic hair and, when she felt her 
fingertip slide between her pussy lips she couldn't 
help but let it go into her... just a little. She 
shivered at the thought of the sperm on the end of that 
finger tip, and how she had just put her brother's 
sperm where HE wanted to put his sperm. 

She just couldn't wait for next payday. 

The next day she started her period, but that wasn't 
the real reason she stayed away from Mark the rest of 
the week. He moped around and finally cornered her in 
the hallway, asking what was wrong. 

"We got too close to doing it," she whispered. 

"So?" he prompted, hopefully. 

"You dope!" she hissed. "I'm not on any birth control. 
Do you want to knock me up you idiot?" 

"Of course not," he said, horrified at the idea of 
being a father at fifteen, especially if the belly that 
he caused to swell up was his sister's. He couldn't 
think of a single person who would pat him on the back 
and say "YEAH! You da man! What a stud!" 

"But you'd stick it in me if you had a chance, wouldn't 
you?" she asked softly. 

"Well... yeah... but... Oh. I guess I see what you 
mean," he finished. 

"Well you only see part of what I mean, because I 
thought about LETTING you stick it in me!" 

"Wow!" He was shocked - not at the idea of doing it 
with his sister, but at the idea that she might let 
him. He had only suggested it because... well, he was a 
guy. 

"So you understand why it's not a good idea for us 
to... play. At least until we can be sure we're in 
complete control." 

"Ohhh Kaaaay," he said miserably. It looked like it was 
back to beating off for him. 

On Friday Crystal wore the same outfit she had the week 
before. At one point she was scooping ice cream into a 
waffle cone. Uncle Bob, standing next to her and 
talking to the mother of the little boy she was 
scooping ice cream for, casually slid his hand between 
her legs and up until his fingers grazed her naked 
pussy lips. 

"Eeep!" she yipped, and the sugar cone in her hand 
crushed as she slammed her legs closed, trapping her 
Uncle's hand. As she apologized to no one in 
particular, Uncle Bob dragged his hand out from between 
her thighs and slid it around her naked hip to cup one 
buttock, giving it a little squeeze. Then he moved to 
the sink, washed his hands and helped another customer. 
She tried to shoot him a dark look, but he just winked 
at her. 

An hour and a half later Uncle Bob flipped over the 
sign to "Closed" and locked the front door. He turned 
around and leaned against the glass door. 

"It's very naughty to go without panties while you 
work," he chided. 

"It's even naughtier for the boss to feel up the 
employee!" she came back. 

"So what are you going to give me for your paycheck 
this week, employee of mine?" he asked, flipping off 
the light switch to the front lights. 

"It's a surprise," she said. "You have to close your 
eyes until I say you can open them, OK?" She crossed 
her arms under her braless breasts. 

"OK," he said, and closed his eyes. He heard her moving 
around and moving things around. Then she took his hand 
and said "Follow me... keep your eyes closed." He did 
and she led him to the office. She leaned him against 
his desk, reminding him to keep his eyes closed again 
and he stood there. 

He heard the rustle of clothing and the scrape of a 
chair being moved over the floor. Then he heard the 
unique sound of a can of whipped cream being used and 
her admonition at the same time to keep his eyes closed 
tightly. 

"Keep your eyes closed as I talk to you," she said. 
"What's your favorite fantasy about me Uncle Bob?" she 
asked. 

His favorite fantasy was about fucking twins in her 
belly, but he didn't think it would be... effective... 
to admit that. He found himself tongue tied. 

"Come on Uncle Bob, you can admit it," she cooed. "You 
want my cherry don't you Uncle Bob? THAT'S what you 
think about sometimes, isn't it?" 

Now Bob was concerned. Thinking about it was one thing. 
Teasing her about it was one thing. Letting her tease 
HIM about it was one thing. But DOING it? That was 
something else! "Crystal, honey... I don't think we 
should..." he started. 

"Open your eyes," she ordered. He did and saw her 
splayed out in the chair, stark naked. She had covered 
her nipples with whipped cream, placing a red M&M on 
each little white mound, to represent a nipple. And her 
pussy hair was now covered with a thick coating of 
white whipped cream. She had pulled those delectable 
pussy lips apart and placed a bright red Maraschino 
cherry between them. "I'll give you my... cherry... for 
my paycheck," she said, her voice throaty. "But the 
only thing you can use to get it is your mouth." 

Bob swallowed. She looked delicious... literally! 
Caution fled and he went to her and sank to his knees 
between her spread thighs. 

"Of all the flavors we have here at Bob's Ice Cream 
Emporium," he said, staring at her pussy, "my very 
favorite is 'Crystal Delight'." 

He couldn't decide where to start. He wanted to go for 
those sweet nipples, with the candy there. But if he 
did that he'd get her pussy decoration all over his 
stomach as he pressed against her. He dipped his head 
and started with the cherry between her pussy lips. He 
licked and sucked and gobbled as Crystal tripped 
happily into an orgasm. She held his head to her pussy 
until it was done and then panted her thank you's. 

When Bob ate his favorite flavor... Crystal... it 
really WAS a delight!

He kissed his way up to her throbbing nipples and, as 
he sucked the first one, biting the chocolate she had 
put there, he let his hand drift to her pussy. He 
tickled her clit with his long middle finger, and then 
slid that finger into her pussy. As he got the second 
M&M from her other nipple he slid that finger deep, 
feeling for her cervix and rimming the mouth of it with 
the tip of his finger. 

"Oooooo... OH! UNCLE BOB!" she squealed as she felt her 
pussy plundered by his digit. "I'm gonna cum again!" 
she whined. And, as she did he bit her nipples gently 
and thought about what her pussy would feel like some 
day, wrapped tightly around his prick. He couldn't help 
but hope things would eventually lead to that, even 
though he knew it was wrong, wrong, wrong for him to 
even think about fucking his underage niece. Just to 
get her used to the idea, though, he gave her a long 
tongue kiss while he slid his finger in and out of her 
perfect teen pussy as she wiggled happily in the chair. 

Then, when he was sure her cum was over. he pulled his 
finger out, kissed her once more, stood up and handed 
her, her paycheck. 

She didn't take it though.

"You made me feel very good." she said, still breathing 
hard.

"I enjoyed it Pumpkin." he said.

"You got a treat to eat. What about me?" she went on.

His balls ached. He'd hoped she would offer again. The 
last time had been fabulous. 

Quickly he bared his stiff prong for her. She reached 
and the whipped cream suddenly appeared in her hand. 
She squirted a line all the way along his cock. She 
hadn't brought any extra candy or cherries with her.

"Now there's cream outside... and inside." she said, 
licking her lips.

She took it lovingly into her mouth. Her hands went to 
his buttocks and she shoved her face against him, 
taking so much into her mouth that she choked.

"Not so deep sweetheart." he warned as she coughed. 
"There's a way to take it that deep, but I don't know 
how to tell you how to do that."

She figured it out on her own though, and after several 
false starts and coughing jags, he felt the tip of his 
cock slip into her throat. She pulled off again and 
looked up at him. 

"I did it!" she preened. "I really did it!"

She went back to work. It must have been harder than 
she made it seem because several times more she pulled 
off and coughed.

But there came a time when he felt her nose against his 
pubes... and this time she didn't pull back. She stayed 
there, breathing noisily through her nose. He felt her 
throat constrict, like she was trying to swallow and 
her fingernails dug into his butt cheeks as she pulled 
hard.

"Oh sweet baby." he groaned, and felt the cum rushing 
through his prick. "Watch it honey... here it comes." 
he moaned.

She pulled back and loved the tip of his cock, letting 
his hot cum swirl in her mouth and swallowing. It was 
good she was holding him, because he swayed, his knees 
weak. 

She took another two or three minutes kissing and 
licking his prick. Then she stood up and pressed her 
breasts against him.

"I like that." she said huskily. "My throat's a little 
sore, but I like that."

She kissed him and left him with his slacks around his 
ankles, picking up the envelope where his nerveless 
fingers had dropped it on the floor. She collected her 
clothing and, with a coquettish look over her shoulder, 
walked through the door, her naked buttocks rising and 
falling before the closing door cut off the view.

Bob collapsed in the chair she sat in when she offered 
him her "cherry."

Crystal used her own fingers for the rest of the week, 
trying to get that same feeling that Bob's long digit 
had given her, teasing her cervix, but it just wasn't 
the same. Oh, she came all right, as long as she 
squeezed her nipples just so, and it felt great, but it 
just wasn't quite as good as when her uncle's finger 
brought her off.

She knew she had to have that long finger in her again.

CHAPTER SIX

Three days later Crystal slipped into her brother's 
room. He was reading again, but lying there naked, his 
cock already stiff. 

"I can't stop thinking about you." he said, putting the 
book down. 

"I know." she said, slipping her flannel jammies off 
and dropping them to the floor. "But we have to be 
careful Mark. We have to use control." 

"OK" he said. Boys will say "OK" to anything if it will 
get them access to a soft, wet pussy. 

She crawled on top of him and settled her dripping 
pussy down on his cock, which was lying on his stomach. 
She wiggled until her pussy lips straddled his long log 
and then she began sliding her pussy up and down his 
length. Four long hot kisses later she shuddered as she 
got her first orgasm. 

"Let me be on top of you." he husked. 

"I don't think that's a good idea." she panted. 

"I won't put it in you." he promised. 

"You're sure?" she begged, wanting to believe him. 

"Honest." he gasped. 

She rolled over but kept her legs closed. "You have to 
stick it through my legs." she whispered. 

He raised up and aimed his cock at her pussy lips, 
which pooched out, swollen and wet. They both sighed as 
his cock head slid into the triangle made by her thighs 
and pussy lips. His cock was so long it drove into the 
bed covers. 
Then he sawed in and out, breathing more and more 
erratically. 


"This feels so good." he breathed. He began to suck her 
nipples while he fucked at her pussy. 

When Mark felt his balls boil over, he didn't want the 
tip of his cock pressed against the bed, so he raised 
up until the tip was right against her pussy lips. He 
couldn't stay still. His wiggling made his cock tip 
press between her pussy lips. 

"Mark!" she warned. 

He froze, and let his cum bathe her pussy, the head 
right between her lips, his semen flooding her opening. 
He sagged and the tip nudged into her opening, firing 
it's last two shots. 

Crystal felt his warm spend saturate her pussy lips. It 
felt wonderful, all warm and gooey and nice. The heat 
of it went deeper than she thought it would have. Some 
of it must have seeped into her pussy. Her period had 
been three weeks ago, so she was probably pretty safe. 
She let herself have one more orgasm as she thought 
about all that nice thick cum in the mouth of her 
pussy. 

When they had caught their breath she pushed him away. 
"That was too close." she sighed. "You promised." 

"I didn't go inside you." he defended. 

"Yes, but your stuff did a little." she grumped. 

"I don't want to make you pregnant Crystal" he said 
with honesty. 

"We're OK this time." she said. "But I don't' think we 
should do that again." 

"But it feels so good." he complained. 

"I know." she said. "That's why we shouldn't do it 
again." 

They went for the rest of the week satisfying 
themselves, in their own rooms, alone. 

Friday came and Crystal was ready to play. She'd heard 
one of her friends talking about the first time she had 
gone "all the way" and about how it had hurt when the 
boy popped her cherry. Crystal had listened carefully, 
but remembered her uncle's finger deep in her pussy. 
There had been no pain at all... just that fantastic 
tingling feeling. She planned on asking her uncle why 
there had been no pain.

But he wasn't there when she reported for work.

Dave, a college kid who wore the name tag "assistant 
manager" because it made him feel older, told her what 
to do, even though she'd been working there longer than 
he had.

"Where's my uncle?" she asked, plaintively.

"He's at a trade show. They're unveiling a bunch of new 
flavors and some new cones and stuff like that." said 
Dave.

"How will I get my paycheck?" she asked, disappointed 
beyond what she should have been.

"He left them for me." Dave said importantly. "I'll 
hand them out."

Crystal didn't want to get her paycheck from Dave.

But, when he strode around preening and handing out the 
envelopes, she took hers and stuffed it in her back 
pocket. For one crazy moment she thought about giving 
it back to her uncle, so she could bargain for it. She 
went home frustrated and horny.

She took it out on Mark, who had no idea why his loving 
sister was suddenly so bitchy toward him. He cupped her 
butt one night as he passed her coming out of the 
bathroom while he went in. She slapped at his hand and 
hissed at him.

"What did I do?" he asked miserably.

"Nothing. Just don't talk to me!" she snarled.

By Wednesday, though, she had calmed down and she went 
to Mark's room to apologise. She apologised by showing 
him the new thing she'd learned. His prick was slimmer 
and went into her throat with less trouble, though he 
was also longer, so it went deeper. She was able to 
stay all the way on him as he spurted, but it backed up 
in her throat because she couldn't swallow and she 
choked and coughed while he pounded her on her naked 
back. He made it up to her by licking her pussy. She 
told him to put his finger inside her, but he didn't do 
it the way Uncle Bob did and it wasn't quite as good a 
feeling.

As a result, the next payday, Crystal was so horny that 
she almost went to the employee bathroom to masturbate. 
But she didn't, because she didn't want to have to 
hurry. At the end of the day, when all the others were 
gone, she walked into her Uncle's office ready to 
scratch that itch. 

Bob looked up. He was horny too. "Hi sweetness." he 
said. 

"You were gone last week!" she accused him.

He smiled. "I'm sorry sweetie. I tried to find a new 
flavor that had your name in it." he offered. 

She snorted. "I had to get my paycheck from Dave." she 
said without thinking of just how he might hear that.

Bob leaned forward. "Crystal, tell me you didn't do 
anything with Dave to get him to give you your 
paychedk." He looked very serious.

Crystal realized what had happened and she laughed. "No 
silly. He just handed it to me. I missed you though." 
She tried to look sad, but the fact that he was jealous 
made her feel too happy to pull it off.

Bob looked at the single pay envelope on his desk. 
"Well, I have THIS week's paycheck here." He felt like 
teasing her just a little for some reason. 

"I see that." she said in her soprano voice. "I'd 
really like to have it. There are some things at the 
Mall I'd like to buy." 

"Well, I suppose I could be convinced to give it to 
you." he said. 

Crystal started taking her clothes off. She was 
impatient and wanted that good feeling. She knew what 
she thought would give it to her. She got the chair and 
sat in it, legs splayed apart. 

"No whipped cream today?" teased Uncle Bob. 

"You're going to have to provide the cream." she said, 
her voice suddenly lower. "Right here." she said, 
sliding one long finger between her pussy lips. 

Bob thought she meant she'd let him fuck her. He felt a 
stab of alarm. This was going too quickly. He'd dreamed 
of fucking her cute pussy... but not until she was 
seventeen or so. 

"We can't do that sweetheart." he said sadly. "I'd love 
to, but it hurts the first time, and you're just too 
young. And you don't need a baby at your tender age 
either." 

Crystal got a hot feeling in her belly as she realized 
his misunderstanding. 

"Oh!" she said. "That reminds me. Last time, when 
you... um... put your finger in me? It didn't hurt at 
all. In fact I loved it. And it doesn't hurt when I use 
my own fingers either. But shouldn't it have hurt?"

Bob looked startled. "I didn't even think about that. 
That is interesting. What else have you put up in 
there?"

"Nothing." she blushed. Some of her girlfriends claimed 
to use things like carrots and candles, but that had 
never appealed to Crystal. "Just my finger... and... 
um... during my period... you know."

Bob's eyebrows rose and then fell. "Tampons. You use 
tampons. Of course. Crystal, do you remember the first 
time you did that? Did it hurt then?"

"Yes! It was awful! I cried and my mother said it 
wouldn't hurt after that. I didn't want to do it again, 
but I had to. But she was right. It wasn't so bad after 
that."

"That's when you tore your hymen." he said. "And that's 
why your finger... and mine... don't hurt. But it would 
still probably hurt if we had real sex, baby, and we 
shouldn't do that."

"Oh! I didn't mean... that." she said. "I just want you 
to rub me with your penis a little and squirt... on the 
outside. It's so warm I just know I can get my good 
feeling if you do that." She rubbed her pussy some 
more. "And you don't have to worry about the other. I'm 
safe." 

What Crystal meant was that it was only a week until 
her period was due again. So there probably wasn't an 
egg waiting around in her womb to be fertilized. And if 
Bobby's cum wasn't so dangerous, then Uncle Bob's 
wouldn't be either. 

What Bob heard was Crystal saying that, somehow, she'd 
gotten on the pill... just for him... just for this. 

"Oh baby." he sighed. "I'd love to do that for you." 

"Goody." she chirped. "Because I want to feel it really 
bad." 

"It IS bad" he sighed. "We shouldn't be doing this. 
You're my niece and I love you." 

"It's NOT bad." she said firmly, sticking a finger as 
deep into her pussy as she could get it. "We're not... 
fucking... and we DO love each other. And if I didn't 
do these things with you I might want to do them with 
somebody else." 

Crystal was thinking of Mark.

Bob was thinking of some pimply faced, skinny teenager 
rubbing his cock against Crystal's precious pussy lips, 
and it made his blood boil. "Well, we don't want that, 
now do we?" he asked, standing up. 

For the first time Bob got completely naked too. 
Crystal watched with slitted eyes as his body was 
exposed to her. She'd seen Mark's naked body, of 
course, but no other man's, and she was fascinated at 
the differences. Mark had youthful muscles under a 
sparse covering of skin. He looked like a sprinter who 
wrestled. Uncle Bob's body was heavier, more thickly 
muscled, with hair on his chest and arms that Mark 
didn't have. Crystal knew what it felt like to have 
Mark lying heavily on top of her, pinning her to the 
bed. She wondered what it would be like to be under 
Uncle Bob. She wouldn't be able to move at all. She'd 
be helpless. He could shove that lovely huge thing 
sticking out from between his legs right up inside her 
pussy and she wouldn't be able to stop him. Her pussy 
squirted at the thought and her hand got wet. 

She watched as he came toward her, his hand firmly 
around his long thick prick. He rubbed the knob in 
little squeezing circles, like he was trying to make 
his cream squeeze out. 

But when he got to her, he couldn't touch her pussy 
with his prick while he was standing. When he got to 
his knees his prick was too low. 

"Get up on the desk." he rasped. She jumped up and 
hopped on the desk, putting her heels on the corners 
and leaning back on her arms. Now his thick rod was 
perfectly placed to kiss her nether lips. 

"Hurry" she panted. "I'm so horny." 

He fisted his prick and dug it between her gaping pussy 
lips, sliding it up and down her slot in the slippery 
mess that was there. He got the mess on his cock and 
was able to slide his hand up and down it. A big drop 
of cream oozed out and he nosed that into her pussy 
opening, swabbing it all around her lips. 

Crystal bit her lip, her hips twitching. She wanted to 
push at that stiff cock. 

She felt her orgasm rushing towards her as he used the 
tip to hammer her clitty, slapping it over and over and 
then rubbing against it. 

"OH Uncle Bob!" she yipped. "Here it comes... Oh don't 
stop." 

Bob ground his cock head into her pussy opening and 
leaned forward to suck her stiff turgid nipples while 
she came. She couldn't keep her hips still and they 
lunged of their own accord, stretching her pussy lips 
around the thick head at her opening. She wailed her 
happiness as her orgasm sent electric jolts through her 
body. 

Bob, his cock head firmly seated in her opening, heard 
and felt her cumming and let his own release flow. The 
first jet rocketed out of his cock and shot two inches 
up into her pussy channel. He pushed off the desk with 
his hand and his cock head left her warm embrace as he 
fisted the head and swirled his hand around it. Four 
more ropes of sticky cum flashed out of the tip, 
painting her pussy mouth with a thick coat of goo. 

Crystal, feeling the hot spunk covering her pussy, 
flashed one of her hands to the area and began sliding 
two fingers in and out of her pussy, pushing his spunk 
inside, using it to make her clitty feel fabulous as 
her cum extended. She hadn't realized it would feel 
THIS good, and she fell back on the desk as she got 
dizzy and shaky. 

Bob stared at his niece's sperm-covered mons. She had 
two fingers digging deep in there, and he knew she 
could take his cock. He wanted to lean forward and 
skewer her pussy. He wanted to squirt deep inside her. 

But he still had a little control, and he moved away, 
just to make sure nothing happened. He had to sit in 
the abandoned chair again to gather his strength. 

Crystal lay there for ten minutes, idly rubbing her 
pussy. She turned her head toward her uncle and they 
looked at each other with a soft look in their eyes. 

"I love you Uncle Bob." she said softly. 

"Baby, you have no idea how much I love you." he said, 
remembering how much it took not to fuck her. 
CHAPTER SEVEN

That satisfied Crystal for three whole days. In the 
meantime, because she had refused to let Mark do 
anything with her, she relented and gave him a blow job 
every night. That was fine with Mark. Her mouth felt as 
good as he thought a pussy would. He loved to hear her 
swallow his cum. 

But as the day her period was supposed to start got 
closer and closer, and Crystal got hornier and hornier, 
she finally lost control. 

That night, when she went to Mark's room, she stripped 
and climbed into bed with him. 

"Tonight I want you to squirt on my pussy again." she 
said, breathing deeply. 

This time she spread her legs wide and let Mark get 
between them. He held himself up with one hand while he 
used the other to hold his stiff cock. He tried to jerk 
it and rub her at the same time. But she wanted her 
nipples sucked too, and he had to support himself with 
both hands to do that. 

So, leaving the tip of his prick nosed into her pussy 
mouth, he leaned down and feasted on her ripe nips. He 
poked at her with his prick. 

"Careful" she gasped. 

He didn't answer. His mouth was full of her right 
nipple. 

Crystal felt her orgasm coming. Her hips got unruly and 
began to wiggle against his rigid pole. 

"Careful" she panted, even though he wasn't moving any 
more. 

It was pure accident that he chose to poke at the same 
time her hips chose to jerk upwards and suddenly, his 
prick head popped inside her pussy. 

"Ohhh owww" she moaned. It hurt. She was stretched so 
much. But it was somehow the kind of hurt that had a 
good part too, and she suddenly wanted to keep feeling 
the good part. 

"Mark" she gasped. "I think it's in me a little. Don't 
go any deeper." 

Mark, as we have established already, was a horny 
teenaged boy. 

"OK" he gasped back. The head of his cock was 
surrounded by fire and it felt BETTER than her mouth, 
which was merely hot. But he didn't want her to make 
him stop completely, so he pulled his cock back out.

His brain immediately registed extreme unhappiness, and 
he promptly pushed the head back in. 

"Ooooo... ummmm" moaned his sister. It still hurt, but 
that lovely feeling of the top of his bone rubbing her 
clitty as it moved made her crazy. 

Not hearing any further complaint, Mark commenced to 
fuck his sister's pussy with just the head of his cock, 
slipping it in and out gently, feeling the sap rising 
in his balls. 

Crystal's orgasm crashed on her like a ton of water. 

"Ohhhh ahhhhhhh mmmmmm" she groaned, her hips going out 
of control. 

Mark felt his spunk shooting along the length of his 
cock and, because that's what boys do, decided that 
inside her pussy was better than ON her pussy, so he 
let it go. 

Six healthy teenaged ropes of potent sperm flushed into 
Crystal's pussy, filling it to the brim. Knowing that, 
if he stayed in her, he was about to shove his cock 
deep, and knowing that she wouldn't like that, Mark 
pulled and let his cock head hover over her gaping 
sperm-filled pussy mouth as the last two squirts 
splattered her mons. He aided it by stroking his prick 
to get every drop out.

He collapsed on his sister's warm soft body and sought 
her lips. He wasn't sure that this was what she'd had 
in mind, and wanted some sign that she wasn't mad at 
him. Her hot, passionate kiss convinced him everything 
was OK. 

Crystal had her period two days later and sighed with 
relief. She hadn't been really worried, but she'd 
shoved an awful lot of gooey sperm up into her pussy 
with her fingers since her last period, so it was good 
to know that wasn't too dangerous. 

Had she been a little older she wouldn't have jumped to 
such a conclusion. Still, she decided to go back to 
blow jobs and getting her pussy sucked as far as Mark 
was concerned. 

Now, however, it was an every night thing. 

Throughout the next week Crystal and her uncle traded 
looks that melted her heart. Once, while they were in 
the cooler together, he kissed her long and deep. 

"Uncle Bob!" she said, after the kiss, which she hadn't 
resisted in any way shape or form, and in fact had 
returned with gusto. "It's not even payday." 

"I don't want to wait til payday" he complained in a 
little boy voice. 

Crystal had the urge to suck a load of his cum into her 
stomach, but resisted. There were other employees 
around. 

"Too bad. But I promise I'll make it worth the wait." 
she said. 

Since they'd done everything except fuck, Bob forced 
himself to leave her alone and went into his office, 
where he locked the door and beat off. 

Twice. 

The next payday came and Crystal acted like it was 
nothing different at all. She did blow her uncle a kiss 
when nobody was looking, but that was it. 

When closing time came Bob flipped the sign. Only he 
and Crystal were left in the store. 

"I have some bad news." he said. 

Crystal turned and crossed her arms under her braless 
titties. "OH?" she prompted. 

"I left your paycheck at home accidentally." he said. 
"I won't be able to give it to you until Monday I 
guess. Unless you went to go home with me to get it 
tonight." he added. 

Crystal thought. It had been three days since her 
period had stopped. She knew how good Mark's dick had 
felt sliding in and out of the mouth of her pussy, and 
she'd already decided she wanted to feel her uncle's 
even bigger cock head doing that. But going home with 
him would take so long. 

"My parents will expect me home on time." she said 
doubtfully. 

"I thought maybe you might cook me dinner." he said. 
"Your mother brags on you for your cooking ability." 

Crystal lit up. The only thing she knew how to cook was 
spaghetti, but you couldn't mess that up without 
actually trying. She picked up the phone and called 
home. 

"Mom? Hey, it's me. I think I'm going to go over to 
Uncle Bob's tonight and make him spaghetti. He's 
looking a little thin and hungry." 

Bob was looking hungry, but not for spaghetti. He 
wanted to take his time with this delicious teen and 
leave her weak and helpless. And then he wanted to make 
her a woman. His caution about her age had eroded over 
the weeks. In his mind she already was a woman. 

"OK, I'll probably just walk home. It's not all that 
far. If it's too late I'll call and you can come pick 
me up." said Crystal into the phone. 

She hung up and unconsciously pinched her nipples 
through her uniform shirt. "She said to make you happy. 
I think I can do that." she said, her voice sultry. 

They rode home in Bob's car in virtual silence, 
listening to the radio, while each thought about what 
they wanted to happen at Bob's house. Their thoughts 
were remarkably similar, though in Bob's fantasy his 
prick went deep inside her, and in hers it just teased 
her pussy until she came and then squirted just inside 
her pussy lips. She still thought of herself as a 
virgin, as silly as that might seem. 

When they got there, Bob followed his niece inside, 
watching the sway of her hips as she walked in front of 
him, her short skirt swishing. Once inside she turned. 

"Let's wait for supper. I want my paycheck now." 

Bob led her to his bedroom, taking his shirt off on the 
way. He kicked his shoes off in the hallway. When they 
got inside the bedroom Crystal took her clothes off 
with no shyness at all while Bob watched her naked 
charms revealed. Then she got to her knees in front of 
him and attacked his belt. She got his pants loose and 
they dropped to the floor to reveal his prick straining 
out from his heavy balls. Crystal sucked his knob 
happily, licking it and kissing it. 

He took her to the bed, kicking off his pants on the 
way. He was too impatient to take his socks off. 
Crystal flopped happily on the bed, glad she could be 
comfortable and spread her legs. 

"Lick me." she commanded. 

Bob reduced her to a flopping rag doll as he sucked her 
clitty and bit it, sliding first one and then two 
fingers deep inside her and tickling her cervix. 
Crystal flopped her way through an orgasm and then 
gasped for breath as he crawled up between her legs. 

She put a hand on his chest. 

"I let a boy put his cock in me... just a teeny little 
bit." she said. 

Bob felt rage suffuse his face. Some punk had gotten to 
her first! 

"But only just a little bit." she said, seeing his face 
go tight. "Not all the way. I wanted to see if I could 
do that with you." 

"What boy?" he rasped. 

"I can't tell you." she said. "It's a secret." 

"Why is it a secret?" he asked, his head dipping to her 
nipples. He knew she'd be unable to think if he worked 
on her there. She loved to have her nipples sucked. 

"You'd think I was terrible." she moaned, feeling the 
sparks beginning to shoot to her pussy again. In her 
mind doing things with Mark was incest, but doing them 
with her uncle was just plain fun. 

Bob was curious. The way she was putting it made it 
sound like it must be a young boy. He wanted to know. 

"You shouldn't have done that baby." he said, licking a 
nipple. "He might have given you a disease." 

"Mmmmm no, he's a virgin too." she moaned. "He doesn't 
do anything with anybody except me." 

"You let him do other things too?" Bob felt his gut 
tighten. 

"Sometimes." she panted. "I practiced some of the 
things I wanted to do to get my paycheck." 

"You shouldn't do things with boys who don't love you." 
he grunted, fisting his cock and rubbing it between her 
glistening pussy lips. 

"He does love me." she gasped. "And I love him too, 
just like I love you." 

Bob wasn't in any mood to think about it, but her words 
rattled around in his brain. She didn't have a 
boyfriend. He'd asked her about that numerous times. 
Her parents didn't allow her to date yet, except to go 
with a crowd of kids to the mall or things like that. 
What boy could she get access to in private? 

The answer thundered into his head.' 

"Mark?!" he rasped. "You do these things with Mark?!" 

Crystal felt her uncle's prick head forcing her pussy 
lips apart, stretching them until that wonderful pain 
was all over her pussy. 

"Yeesssssss" she groaned, wiggling her hips. "But 
nobody else Uncle Bob. Only youuuuuu" she squirmed. 

Bob felt relief flood his mind. He liked Mark. Mark was 
no pimply faced strange boy who wouldn't care what 
happened to Crystal. 

"You let him do... this?" Bob pushed enough that his 
prick head popped inside the girl. 

She winced and her head flopped back and forth, but her 
wince turned to a smile. 

"Yeesssss. It hurt at first, just like it hurts now, 
but I like the hurt." she moaned. 

"Then what did he do?" panted Bob, loving the feeling 
of hot pussy surrounding his cockhead. 

"Mmmm... he took it out and then put it back in." 

Bob did the same thing, ecstatic at the feel of her 
pussy lips stroking the head of his cock. "Like this?" 
he asked. 

Her hips wiggled some more. "Mmmm... yes, but lots of 
times." 

Bob began fucking her with just the tip of his cock. 
After the first few times he went a little deeper. 

"Did he go in this far?" he asked, giving her two 
inches. 

Crystal felt things she'd never felt before. As his 
cock rubbed her deeper inside she felt tingles and 
thrills that were different than what her pussy mouth 
felt like full of cock. 

"Noooo, not that far." she groaned. 

Bob gave her another inch on the next push. "He didn't 
go in this far?" he prompted. 

Crystal's hips wanted to lurch up off the bed. This 
felt fantastic! 

"I'm not sure any more." she moaned. "Maybe if you went 
in a little more I could tell." 

Bob knew she was ready. On his next push he didn't stop 
until he felt his cock head push her cervix out of the 
way and his pubes meshed with hers. 

"Did he put it in THIS far?" he grunted. He stayed 
there, rubbing her clitty with the base of his cock. 

"Nooooooooooo" she squealed, and she had an orgasm. Her 
pussy rippled all along Bob's invading prick, like it 
was trying to squeeze him back out. "You're FUCKING me 
Uncle Bob!" she squealed as she came. 

"Yes I am sweet thing." grunted Bob. "And you feel 
better than anything I've ever felt before." He started 
sawing his cock in and out of her as she flopped again, 
squealing and whining her way through the longest 
orgasm she'd ever had. 

"I LIKE fucking Uncle Bob" she sobbed. "I LIKE fucking 
with YOU Uncle Bob." 

"Did you let Mark cum in your sweet pussy Crystal?" 
gasped Bob. 

"Just a little" she panted. "Just inside me a little." 

"Not deep like this?" he shoved hard, feeling her 
cervix stretch to kiss his cock head. 

"Nooooo not like that." she cried. 

Bob grunted again as his cock exploded, streams of 
spunk shooting into his niece's womb, his prick just as 
deep inside her as he could get it. 

"For you baby." he grunted. "Deep in your pussy for 
you." He squirted again and again, emptying his balls 
into his lovely young niece. 

"Ohhhhh" she moaned. "I can feel it. It's so hot! 
There's so MUCH!" She tripped into another orgasm, 
right on the heels of her first one and her pussy 
milked him again, getting every drop of his virile 
spunk into her belly. 

Bob collapsed on his niece, and she welcomed the feel 
of his weight, as she knew she would, unable to move, 
feeling his thick cock deep inside her and loving it. 
She hadn't known it would feel THIS good. She suddenly 
wanted to do this every day for the rest of her life. 

Bob loved it too. He thought she was on the pill, that 
what they were doing was safe as could be. He looked 
forward to dumping his balls in his luscious niece over 
and over again in the years to come. 

Crystal, having morals different that most girls, had 
some similarities too. She didn't want to lie to her 
mother, so she pushed her uncle off of her and, her 
pussy dripping his sperm, padded naked into the kitchen 
to make spaghetti. She had to use a paper towel to wipe 
up the drips running down her thighs. 

After a while Bob came in, also naked. He walked up 
behind her and cupped her teen breasts, squeezing them. 

"I loved that Crystal." he said, kissing her neck. 

"Me too." she sighed. She was thinking about how she 
loved it so much that she was going to have to do 
something to get on the pill. She wasn't so sure she 
could control her urges any more and only do this 
during safe times. She was pretty sure she'd let Mark 
fuck her now too. 

They ate dinner naked, and it didn't seem strange to 
either of them. Then Crystal took his hand and led him 
back to the bedroom, where he packed her pussy full of 
thick, rich sperm again, replacing everything that had 
drained out of her. 

Instead of making her call her mom, Bob told her to 
take a shower and then he drove her home. He handed her 
her paycheck as she got out. 

"Thanks again sweetness." he said. 

She smiled a brilliant smile. "You're going to have to 
get a couch in your office. We'll need it so I can get 
my paycheck from now on." 

EPILOGUE

Bob did get a couch. 

And he fucked Crystal on that couch every day for a 
week, even though there was no paycheck involved. 

And at night, Crystal snuck into her brother's room and 
she let him fuck her deep. She urged him to spurt her 
full of his cum deep too. 

But she never got on the pill. 

It was a scandal, of course. Her parents demanded to 
know who had made her belly swell up with a baby inside 
it. She didn't tell anybody anything when she missed 
three periods in a row. But soon her belly told her 
parents and then the shit hit the fan. 

Mark saw their anger and stepped between them and her. 

"I did it." he said, his jaw sticking out. He may have 
just turned only sixteen, but he was man enough to 
stand up for what he thought he'd done. 

Their parents were furious. But their minds were clear. 
They knew that once kids started doing that kind of 
thing, it was almost impossible to make them stop. 

Bob got the call at his Ice Cream Emporium. It was 
Janet, his sister. 

"Bob? We have a little problem and we need your help." 

"Sure Babe" he said to his sister. "Anything I can do, 
I'll do." 

Then Janet told him that her son had fucked her 
daughter pregnant. Bob was astonished and berated 
himself for not clarifying that Crystal actually WAS on 
birth control. He felt terrible. 

"We know we can't make them stop." said Janet. "But we 
can separate them. We need to know if Crystal could 
live with you. It's too late to do anything about the 
baby, and she wants to have it anyway. I know this is a 
lot to ask Bob, but we don't know what else to do. What 
do you say?"

Bpb negotiated enough to make it believable that he was 
reluctant to take in a pregnant teenaged girl, but 
finally consented to be her surrogate parent.

Needless to say, it was a dream come true. They 
wouldn't actually know who had impregnated her until 
the baby was born and they could see it's features. 
Even then it might not be clear. But Bob just assumed 
it was his, and he took Crystal in as if she were his 
wife. I suppose since he was her surrogate parent, it 
was only proper and correct that she be his surrogate 
wife.

She had her own bedroom. 

But it never got used. 

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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