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King Dong
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Kathy's idea was to jerk her uncle's shorts down at the 
family reunion and embarrass him. It didn't occur to 
her that he might not be wearing underwear. So, when 
she yelled "GOTCHA!", everyone saw the secret no one 
had known before. Uncle Bob wad a monster! Well part of 
him was monstrous anyway. And Kathy wasn't the only one 
to notice. (MF, Mf-teen, reluc, inc, 1st, mast, oral, 
size, preg)

***

Chapter 1

Kathy was at the age where she knew she had to go to 
these big family gatherings, but could only think of 
perhaps fifteen or twenty things she'd rather be doing. 
She knew it wouldn't do any good to protest, and she'd 
gotten in the car with her sister and mother, but she 
hadn't been happy about it. That changed when they got 
to her Grandmother's house.

Kathy saw her Uncle and grinned. He was so cool. He was 
big and strong, but when he wrestled with her it was 
like fighting with a big soft teddy bear. He tickled 
her so expertly it was almost scary. He could position 
his hands in such a way that when she jerked her body 
to get away from that tickle spot, he would be ready to 
strike at another tickle spot. She loved to jump on him 
and try to tickle him back, even though he didn't 
tickle very well. She always felt special whenever he 
paid attention to her in their special way.

When her breasts grew out she hated them. They got in 
the way of almost everything, and they were tender and 
sore. And then hair grew between her legs and it held 
odors so that she had to take showers almost every 
single day. She felt awkward and ugly. But through it 
all, her Uncle Bob smiled at her and hugged her and 
wrestled with her. Now his tickling wasn't so rough, 
though he still made her squirm and giggle. When she 
was trying to escape-but-not-really from him, she 
forgot she was a gangly misshapen girl.

Eventually she grew into a lithe strong limbed woman 
with thrusting breasts that didn't hurt any more, but 
sometimes tingled strangely, especially the nipples. 
And all that hair covered pouting lips that also 
tingled, especially when she washed there in the 
shower. Her long blond hair glistened with health and 
her skin was flawless. There were lots of people who 
thought she and Uncle Bob shouldn't wrestle any more.

But neither she nor Uncle Bob agreed.

And when she saw him today, she planned her attack.

She pretended not to notice him, or not to care, as if 
he were just another relative at the family gathering. 
There was going to be lots of food and card games and 
all the usual things that happened when some part of 
their large family got together. So she talked to the 
odd cousin, or one of her Aunts, only looking at Uncle 
Bob out of the corner of her eye.

He was, as usual, wearing a pair of loose shorts with 
an elastic waist. He also had on a tank top that showed 
off his bulging arms and broad chest. Sandals completed 
his outfit.

But it was the shorts she was interested in.

Sixteen year olds aren't known for using the best 
judgment. Kathy was a normal teenager, who thought 
something would be cute or funny without thinking 
things through completely. Her plan was to get behind 
Uncle Bob and jerk those shorts down around his calves, 
exposing his underwear. Then she would laugh and yell 
"GOTCHA!" and run away before he could jerk his shorts 
back up and chase her.

It just never occurred to her that he might not be 
wearing underwear.

She had two Uncles and four Aunts and about forty 
cousins. Uncle Bob was talking to his two younger 
sisters, Cora and Liz. Liz was her mother and, as she 
maneuvered, she was struck by the look on her mom's 
face as she talked to Uncle Bob. Her mother was 
smiling, which wasn't unusual, but there was something 
else there, some look of utter happiness that was 
striking and caught Kathy's attention. Aunt Cora was 
just as animated and it occurred to Kathy that she 
wasn't the only female in the clan who enjoyed being 
around Uncle Bob.

Kathy put her plan into action and wandered into the 
area behind Uncle Bob. About then her sister, Jill and 
her cousin Mindy, came up to their mothers to ask if 
they could go hiking together. Kathy wanted to snort at 
the idea that her mother, or Aunt Cora would allow the 
two fourteen year old girls to go off alone. But they 
played into her plan perfectly.

All four of them had a perfect view when Kathy grabbed 
Bob's shorts and jerked them down. Her plan worked 
perfectly. His shorts went all the way to his ankles. 
She yelled "GOTCHA!" gleefully and jumped up, at which 
time she saw bare buttocks right in front of her face.

Something in her mind said, "Uh oh," and, instead of 
running away, she just stepped back a pace.

Liz and Cora had grown up with Bob, and in that family 
there had been little privacy. With four girls and two 
boys plus a set of parents, and only two bathrooms, 
modesty wasn't a first priority. But by the time Cora 
and Liz had reached the full blush of puberty, Bob was 
the only brother left in the house and the two older 
sisters had gone off to college as well. So when Cora 
and Liz got interested in men, their brother had his 
own bathroom and they never got to see much of him. 
They were therefore unprepared for the penis that was 
suddenly exposed to them.

Their 14 year old daughters were, at that point in 
their lives, EXTREMELY interested in boys and boys' 
bodies. Neither had ever gotten a good look at a penis, 
and both wanted to badly. They would remember this day 
for the rest of their lives.

The organ these four women were confronted with was 
unusual, to say the least.

We all hear stories about huge dicks, but nobody sees 
them routinely. However, as anyone reading this story 
probably knows, there is proof out there on the 
internet that these things do, in fact, exist. Bob's 
penis could pose for those pictures.

It was nine and one quarter inches long while flaccid. 
It was uncircumcised, and so smooth looking it almost 
seemed like it was made of some kind of light wood. It 
hung from a tangle of light brown curly hair. The top 
third or so was flanked by what they could see of his 
balls, which were big hairy sacks that pushed the base 
of his cock out from his body an inch or two. The 
result was, oddly enough, quite similar to what an 
Indian Elephant looks like, in a nearsighted sort of 
way, with the balls being the ears, the penis the trunk 
and the hair the head.

All four females knew, in theory, that this penis could 
get hard, and that when it DID get hard, it would 
lengthen by a third. The two women suddenly felt weak 
in their knees at the thought of what that would look 
like... and what it would be good for.

The two girls promptly disregarded all the rumors that 
boys could stick those things in a girl and it would 
feel good. It was plain to see that any girl who got 
THAT thing stuck in her would need a wheel chair 
afterwards.

There was a general hush in the crowd after Kathy 
screamed "GOTCHA!" and every head turned toward them. 
The only person in the room who did not see his monster 
dick, was the person who was responsible for exposing 
it.

Cora, whose husband had a four inch penis that, until 
this day had been perfectly satisfactory to her, said, 
"Oh my goodness."

Liz, who was divorced and had not had a man in over six 
years, said "Son of a BITCH!"

The two girls chorused "EEEEWWWWWWWWW!"

Everybody else just stared at first, then there was a 
hubbub of noise as women started yelling and men 
started realizing that their women were comparing them 
to this freak of nature.

Basically, the only person who thought it was funny was 
Kathy.

Her mother yelled "KATHLEEN SUE MARTIN!" at which point 
Kathy's suspicion that she was in trouble for her prank 
was confirmed. Now she KNEW she was in trouble. She 
leaned sideways, expecting her mother to be frowning at 
her, but her mother's wide eyed gaze was riveted on 
Uncle Bob's crotch.

Her mother shouted again "KATHLEEN SUE MARTIN!!" like 
she was one of those stuffed toys where you press part 
of them and they speak a pre-recorded message. Uncle 
Bob whipped around to see who had de-pantsed him and 
Kathy suddenly got a glimpse of what all the hubbub was 
about. When he turned, the trunk of his elephant rose 
up and lashed wildly.

Kathy's first impression was that he had a rope tied 
around his waist or something. When she realized that 
was his PENIS, she freaked. She held her hands out in 
front of her, warding off an unseen attacker and said, 
"Oh shit! I'm sorry... oh shit... I didn't... Oh SHIT!"

Bob, having never married, and not having a spouse to 
be embarrassed by all this, decided that getting upset 
wouldn't do anybody any good. Instead he bent over, 
pulled his shorts up and said "Very funny... Ha... 
ha... ha. You're gonna pay for that Kat!" He sounded 
for all the world like he actually didn't care that his 
secret had been revealed.

Kathy, however, was mortified. She had embarrassed her 
favorite Uncle and everybody in the whole family knew 
it! She ran out of the room crying.

Bob, knowing that what had happened wasn't his fault, 
but that most of his family would blame him anyway, was 
more worried about Kathy than he was any of them. Some 
of them would try to make her life miserable and, all 
things considered, nothing REALLY terrible had 
happened. Yes, some kids had seen a real live penis, 
but then, what did that actually hurt?

But if his relationship with Kathy had been damaged, he 
actually cared about that. He was about to go after her 
when his sister Liz caught his arm. "Oh Bobby, I'm so 
sorry. Sometimes kids can be such... I don't know."

He was saying it was OK and trying to pull away to go 
after Kathy.

Liz went on "Wait! I need to talk to you... privately."

He looked at her and saw in her eyes the same look he'd 
seen in several other women's eyes once they'd seen 
what he had in his pants.

"Surely not," he thought. "Not my little sister!"

But once she got him alone it was obvious to him what 
she wanted. She started talking about how long it had 
been since she'd seen him, and how they hadn't spent 
enough time together, and how she missed her husband... 
well not her husband, but having a man around. She 
touched him on his arms and once on his hip, and when 
she didn't touch him her hands hovered near his body.

He'd seen it all before.

It would have been funny if it hadn't been his sister.

On the other hand, she was no slouch. She was a vibrant 
woman, with a good figure and a better personality. He 
finally stopped her babbling. "Liz... I know what you 
want."

There was a little panic in her eyes. "Don't be silly. 
I don't WANT anything."

But her eyes darted to his crotch.

He almost laughed, "Come take a walk with me" he said, 
holding his hand out.

Now she fidgeted, "OK... let me tell the others where 
I'll be."

He took her hand, "Nobody needs to know where we'll be. 
Come on, I want to show you something." He pulled her 
and they left the house.

It was the house they were all raised in, so in 
reality, there shouldn't have been much he COULD show 
her that she didn't already know about.

But she didn't say anything, she just went along with 
him as he took her into the woods. He kept going and 
finally she said "Bobby... where in the world are you 
taking me?"

He turned and said, "Far enough they won't be able to 
hear you."

"What?" she said, pulling at his hand. "What did you 
say?"

He stopped and turned around to face her. He walked up 
close and she shrank back a little. 

"You are going to be making a hell of a lot of noise in 
about five or ten minutes, and I don't think you want a 
bunch of your cousins coming to find out WHY you're 
making so much noise."

She started to ask him what he was talking about but he 
kissed her. It took her by surprise, but part of her 
had been hoping for just such a kiss and that part 
responded with a hunger that surprised them both. She 
writhed against him and his hands came up and slid up 
her sides, then to her breasts and he squeezed them 
through her shirt.

She broke the kiss but did not move away from him one 
centimeter. "What are you doing Bobby?" she said, her 
voice husky.

"You know what I'm doing Lizzy," he said, and he kissed 
her throat as she threw her head back.

"You can't," she moaned. He pulled her and she yelped, 
following him as he took her deeper into the woods. 
"Bobby, this is crazy. We can't do this. Bobby! I won't 
LET you do this." But she kept running after him, her 
hand lightly held in his. She could have jerked her 
hand out of his easily.

But she didn't.

Kathy had run blindly for ten minutes after leaving her 
grandparents' house. She couldn't ever show her face in 
public again. "How STUPID that was!" she thought to 
herself. Finally, out of breath she sat down. She was 
sitting there feeling sorry for herself when she heard 
crashing sounds in the woods. She jumped up, afraid it 
was an animal, but then she heard voices.

Not just any voices. She heard her mother's voice! Were 
they looking for her? They probably wanted to punish 
her. But her mother's voice sounded funny... almost 
scared! Then, very plainly, she heard her mother yell, 
"Bobby, we CAN'T do this... it's WRONG Bobby!"

They had stopped.

Kathy crept towards where she heard her mother's 
anguished voice.

Liz had kept telling her brother that she couldn't go 
with him, and kept that up all the time he pulled her 
along. She followed him until he stopped. They were in 
a little clearing that had grass thick on the ground. 
He turned around and looked at her. Her eyes were big 
and her mouth was open.

He took off his shirt.

"Bobby!" she moaned.

He bent over and pulled his shorts down. "Ohhhh fuck," 
she groaned. "You don't play fair." Her eyes were 
riveted to his cock... the same one that Kathy had 
unveiled a short time before.

***

Kathy pushed a branch aside and saw her Uncle and her 
Mother standing in the middle of a little clearing. Her 
Uncle pulled off his shirt. Then he took off his 
SHORTS! She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

***

Bob stepped up to his sister and began unbuttoning her 
blouse. She kept up a stream of statements that they 
couldn't do this, that they shouldn't do this, that he 
had to stop immediately, but did nothing whatsoever to 
stop him from taking her blouse off. When he put his 
fingers to the front of her bra, where the fastener 
was, her hands came up and cupped her breasts, holding 
the bra to them after he unhooked it. 

Then he fell to his knees and began taking her shorts 
down. She couldn't hold on to her bra and pull her 
shorts up at the same time, so she let go of her 
breasts, which were not in imminent danger, with his 
hands and head down there by her crotch.

She grabbed her shorts, trying to hold them up as he 
unbuttoned and then unzipped them. Bob ran his hands 
around to her ass and began kissing his way up her 
body, starting at her belly button. He nosed aside her 
left bra cup and sucked in her pink nipple.

***

Kathy's jaw slowly dropped until her mouth was hanging 
open. Her Uncle was doing things to her mother that 
boys tried to do with her on dates! And her mother was 
just STANDING THERE!

Kathy could hear her telling Bob to stop, and that they 
couldn't and shouldn't, but it was just OBVIOUS to her 
that her mother didn't mean a word of it. She WAS 
holding her pants on, but Kathy didn't think that would 
last long. Then she saw Uncle Bob kissing her mother's 
stomach and then he sucked her mother's nipple and she 
suddenly felt all hot and itchy between her own legs.

***

Liz stopped talking when Bob sucked in her nipple. Her 
hands went limp and her shorts fell with a plop to the 
ground. "You bastard" she moaned.

He switched nipples and she shrugged her bra off before 
bringing both hands to the back of his head. "How did 
you know?" she moaned.

He let the nipple pop out of his mouth and pulled her 
panties down. She stepped out of them, all resistance 
gone now. "I saw it in your eyes."

"Are you really going to do it? Are you really going to 
fuck me with that... thing?" she sighed.

"Why do you think I brought you clear out here?" he 
said. He stood back up.

His dick was hard.

"I want to touch it," she said, sinking to her knees. 
She held it, stroked it and talked to it. She kissed it 
and sucked the tip into her mouth.

***

Kathy undid her own pants and slid her hand into them. 
She had to do something about the itch in her pussy. 
She slid a finger in and then pinched and pulled her 
nipples through her shirt. Her mother was such a 
SLUT!!!

***

Liz played with his prick for a little while longer and 
then lay back on the grass. "Bobby? I need you Bobby. 
Please, baby, please."

He sank down between her legs, his hand around his cock 
with five inches still sticking out. Kathy watched and 
groaned in her own throat as her Uncle fed that long 
hard sausage into her mother's pussy.

Kathy had seen X rated videos at her friend's house, 
but this was nothing like that. This was raw and 
powerful sex. Uncle Bob shoved as much of his monster 
cock into his sister as he could get in her and her 
mother just went CRAZY. Her legs flailed and her arms 
flailed. She cried and screamed and moaned and groaned. 
She cursed at him in one breath and professed undying 
love for him in the next breath, all the while shoving 
her pussy up to meet each of his downward strokes.

Kathy had two nice orgasms with her fingers stuck up in 
her when she saw her Uncle manage to get all but a 
couple of inches of his prick in her mother's belly. 
Her mother gave a screech and she went limp. Then she 
heard her Uncle Bob say "Liz, baby, I'm gonna cum. I'm 
right up by your womb Lizzy and I'm gonna fill it up. 
Are you on the pill little sister?"

Liz lifted her head and screamed, "NOOOO YOU BASTARD! 
YOU KNOW I'M NOT!"

Bob said, "Good. I just wanted to make sure" Then he 
grunted and his buttocks clenched.

Kathy heard her mother say, "OH FUCK! I FEEL IT... 
BOBBY I FEEL IT... YOU'RE SQUIRTING IN ME BOBBY... OH 
FUCK YOU'RE GONNA KNOCK ME UP BOBBY BUT I'M CUMMING 
SOOO GOOOOOOD!"

He was shooting that awful prick off inside her mother. 
His sperm was splashing into her mother's womb! Kathy 
sat down hard as her knees gave way. She realized she 
was panting and tried to quiet her breathing.

***

It got very quiet then, and Kathy stayed as still as 
she could, breathing lightly, afraid to move. She heard 
noises... their voices again and, ever so slowly she 
moved until she could see them again. Her uncle was 
still lying on top of her mother, who's body was lying 
limp, except for her arms, which were tightly around 
her brother.

After a while her Uncle and Mother got up and got 
dressed. They were talking quietly now and Kathy saw 
her mother touch and then kiss Uncle Bob. Obviously she 
wasn't mad at him for doing what he'd just done. When 
they left she decided to follow them. It was late in 
the day and she didn't want to be in the woods when it 
got dark. She didn't know what she'd do when she got 
back. Feeling bad about making a fool of herself and 
her Uncle had given way to other feelings. Obviously he 
and her mother hadn't done this before. She was 
thinking about it so hard she almost didn't hear her 
mother's tell-tale groan in time. Kathy stopped 
suddenly and then moved forward carefully. 

THEY WERE DOING IT AGAIN!!

This time her mother was on top of her Uncle, riding 
his hard pole. Again, she couldn't get it all the way 
inside her, but she was sliding forward and backward on 
it, having a great time trying. "I can't... believe... 
you're doing this... to me," she panted.

He seemed to be much more calm than she was. "I'm just 
laying here Lizzy, and it's you who's doing all the 
moving around. In fact if you keep doing that you're 
going to make it go off again. When was your last 
period, little sis?"

"Ohhhh fuck Bobby," said her mother as she hunkered 
down on his rod and began to cum. Her head was hanging 
and groans of joy poured from her mouth. She gasped her 
answer. "Two weeks... it was two weeks ago, Bobby."

"You going to pull off of me this time?" he asked, 
breathing harder.

"I don't... think so," she gasped.

"Well then you're gonna get another belly full unless 
you stop squeezing me like that" he moaned.

She whined, "I'm there again Bobby... oh honey you have 
no idea how I've missed this." She lay down on him as 
he rammed up into her, dumping another load of his 
incestuous sperm in her womb.

***

Kathy just stared and, for the first time in her life, 
she wished just maybe she'd have given her cherry to 
Danny Trumble. For her mother to act like this... it 
must be something awfully nice.

Her mother pushed herself back up and then just sat 
there, impaled on his giant log. Neither of them were 
moving now. Her mother said, "How could I DO this? I'm 
SUCH a hussy!"

Uncle Bob said, "Maybe, but at least you're a well-
fucked hussy." He reached up and tweaked one of her 
nipples through her shirt.

Liz batted his hand away and yelled "And what am I 
going to do if I turn up PREGNANT? Everybody knows I 
don't date! Most of the family thinks I hate men since 
Roger left us. HOW COULD THIS HAVE HAPPENED?!"

All the while she had been rocking back and forth on 
Bob's prick, which had half softened, but because it 
was so big, didn't FEEL soft, stuffed in such a small 
place.

Bob reached up and touched her cheek. "It happened 
because you needed it to happen. It could have been 
anybody. I was just handy."

"NO IT DIDN'T!" she snapped at him. "It happened 
because you're hung like a fucking HORSE! One look at 
that thing and all I could think about was how empty I 
felt! What are we going to do Bobby?"

"That depends on you," he said simply.

"You mean you'd do it again?" she said, with both hope 
and scorn in her voice.

"Any time you want to baby sister. You say the word and 
I'll be there. I love you."

She collapsed on his chest, crying and telling him how 
much she loved him too. They lay there for a while 
longer and then she reluctantly pulled herself up and 
off of him. As she got up a big thick glob of his sperm 
dropped down on a long string between her legs. She 
stared at it until it finally dropped to the ground and 
then pulled on her panties and shorts again.

"I'm fucked," she said. "I bet you put twins in me."

"That would be nice," he said, and he kissed her 
gently. They walked off.

***

Kathy crept out to where the sperm had dropped on the 
grass. She knelt down. She could see it plainly. She 
reached out one slim finger and dipped it in the 
viscous stuff. Then she rubbed it against her thumb. It 
was slippery and still a little warm. She shuddered and 
wiped her finger on the grass. Then she followed her 
mother and uncle back to the house.

For the rest of the day Kathy laid low, keeping in the 
background. She watched her mother, who was radiant and 
happy. There was one moment when she and Cora got into 
some kind of argument - Cora was yelling at Liz in a 
whisper - but her mother just put her nose in the air 
and said something that made Cora lean back and close 
her mouth. There was another bad moment when her little 
sister Jill sauntered up and said, "You are in SO much 
trouble." But Jill knew better than to say that and 
stay around. Kathy wasn't about to draw more attention 
to herself by chasing the brat.

But the worst part was when it was time to go. She 
couldn't face Uncle Bob. Her mother, acting completely 
normal - that blew Kathy's mind more than anything else 
- told her it was time to go and asked her "Have you 
apologized to your Uncle?" 

"No," Kathy said sullenly.

Her mother frowned with that 'You're going to have to 
do what I tell you sooner or later so do it now' look. 
Kathy saw him over across the room, saying goodbye to 
Grandma and Grandpa.

She went that direction, but veered off, unable to look 
him in the eye after what she'd seen. She felt jumpy 
and anxious, even though she knew he probably wasn't 
mad at her. He looked up and his eyes bored into hers. 
He came toward her. She turned away from him, staring 
at the wall.

When one of his fingers dug gently into her side she 
twisted away and said "DON'T!" She didn't understand 
why she was mad at him... but she was. Her whole day 
had been ruined. She'd spent half the day wandering 
around in the woods and then hiding from everybody 
right there in the house. She took in a breath to 
scream at him and closed her hands into fists.

Right then he touched both her elbows and said, "Hey... 
I just wanted to say thanks."

It blew everything she was going to say right out of 
her mind. She turned her head and said, "What?" She 
tried to frown. She was mad, right? She wanted him to 
know that for some reason.

He turned her and when she wouldn't look in his eyes he 
put a finger under her chin and lifted it until she had 
to. "I wanted to say thank you... you know... for the 
prank... and everything else."

She didn't understand. What was he talking about? He 
was so exasperating!

"I saw you," he said. "Out in the woods." When her 
eyebrows rose he said "Watching your mother and me."

She blushed furiously and, with no place else to do it, 
buried her face in his chest. His arms went around her 
and she sobbed. He whispered soothingly in her ear 
while he held her tight. "Look, I know it's weird and 
that you don't understand, and you probably think we're 
perverts, but it was something special. Your mother has 
been so lonely. She really needed that. And it was your 
prank that led to it. And you didn't blow the whistle 
on us. that means a lot to me. I think it means a lot 
to your mother too."

At that her head snapped up. "She KNOWS?!"

"I had to tell her... in case you said something. She 
had to be prepared to face the family. She didn't say 
anything to you though did she?"

Kathy buried her head in his chest again and sobbed 
some more. "How will I ever face her now?"

Bob looked up. No one seemed to be paying an inordinate 
amount of attention to them. But for what he was going 
to do he wanted no witnesses. He moved her around a 
corner. She looked up to see what he was doing. He 
wiped her eyes with his thumbs. Then, very tenderly, he 
kissed her lips. Her eyes opened wide, and she saw his 
were closed. She closed hers just in time for him to 
break the kiss. 

"Your mother loves you," he said. He kissed the tip of 
her nose. "And I love you." Her mouth was open, like a 
fish gasping for air. "Everything will be OK, I 
promise," he said. Then he shoved her out into the room 
toward her mother with a slap on her butt. "Now, get 
moving. I'll see you Friday night."

She turned around to ask him what that meant and then 
heard her mother's strident voice, "KATHLEEN! We have 
to GO. Come ON!" The last she saw of Uncle Bob was his 
big smile just before he blew her a kiss.


CHAPTER 2


The ride home was... interesting. Her mother didn't say 
a word about anything that had happened that day... not 
about anything. Except "Did you apologize to your 
Uncle?" When Kathy said, "Yes" that was it. Once, when 
Kathy said "Mom... about today..." her mother glanced 
over and said, "Now not Kathleen." Then she glanced 
meaningfully at Jill, who was playing with a video 
game. The rest of the trip was silent.

When they got home, though, everything changed. As soon 
as Jill was safely in the shower, Liz called Kathy and 
said, "We have to talk." 

Kathy followed her, head down, to her mother's bedroom. 
Liz pointed at the bed and Kathy sat. Liz paced for a 
while before she finally spoke.

"Look, there's nothing I can say about what happened 
today that will make this easy. I know you probably 
don't want to be here, and there's nothing I can do 
about that. But we have to live together for another 
two years, and then you can get out of this place and 
never see me again."

Kathy couldn't breathe. "But Mommy WHY? I'm sorry. I 
thought it would be funny. I didn't know he wasn't 
wearing underwear. I didn't think it would hurt 
anything. Please don't make me go. Uncle Bob said you 
LOVE me!" She began crying huge tears and barely saw 
the look of horror on her mother's face.

"Oh honey," cried Liz, going to her daughter and 
hugging her. "I DO love you. I didn't mean you have to 
leave. I just thought you must hate me for what you 
saw. I DO love you sweetheart. I'm not mad about the 
prank. I think it did some of those biddies a lot of 
good seeing a real man." She giggled somewhat 
hysterically. "And if you hadn't done that then we 
wouldn't have..."

She stopped, blushing a little. Kathy was sniffling, 
but she looked relieved.

Liz went on, "Sweetheart, what I meant was there's no 
way I can explain why your Uncle and I did... what we 
did. I don't think you could understand what I was 
feeling."

Kathy burst out, "I masturbated while I watched you!"

Liz was thunderstruck. Until she remembered that she 
lost her cherry when she was Kathy's age. Thinking 
back, she realized it was possible that Kathy COULD 
understand the lust that raged through her mother that 
afternoon. She looked at her daughter, "And how did 
that make you feel?"

Kathy didn't know how to say what she felt. "I got 
mad."

"Mad?" prompted her mother.

"Yes. I was mad at you for acting slutty, and I was mad 
at Uncle Bob and then I wanted to shout and scream, but 
my... pussy..." even now she was mad enough to say a 
word she knew would get her in trouble, "yes... my 
pussy itched and I had to rub it and then he ejaculated 
in you and I wanted to scream. I didn't like that 
feeling, and I know you've stayed away from men because 
of Jill and me and I'm all confused about everything."

Liz' eyes got bigger and bigger as her daughter babbled 
on, and she realized that Kathy was JEALOUS! She had 
all the classic symptoms. 

"Kathy, honey," she said. Kathy quit talking and looked 
at her mother. "Has Uncle Bob ever touched you?"

Kathy didn't understand. "Of course. We wrestle and 
tickle and stuff all the time."

"No, I meant has he ever touched you... like he touched 
me today?"

Now it was Kathy's eyes that got big. "Oh NO Mamma, 
NEVER. Why would you ask me that Mamma? I don't let any 
boys touch me like that."

Liz held up her hands. "I know, honey. But you were 
acting like maybe he had and then he touched me too and 
you got jealous about it."

Kathy barked a laugh "Just because he's handsome and 
strong and smart and has a cock to die for..." she 
clapped her hand over her mouth with an audible smack. 
She expected her mother to slap her or worse.

Instead Liz just laughed. "He does indeed have a... 
cock - I believe you used that word - to die for. Tell 
me something. When you wrestle with him how does it 
make you feel?"

Kathy thought. "Well, I feel all warm and good and 
happy. It's fun and I like him and it feels good when 
he touches me." Her head jerked up "But that doesn't 
mean I want to..." she trailed off, her eyes going out 
of focus. "Um... mamma... he kissed me goodbye today... 
on the lips."

Liz smiled "Oh?"

"Yes. And I felt all gooshy inside, like when I was 
watching you two. Mamma you did it TWICE!!"

Liz ducked her head to cover her smile. But then she 
frowned. Her daughter was ripe for the plucking, full 
of hormones that some pimply faced boy could soon use 
to manipulate her into something that could be good... 
or bad. Liz didn't want that to turn out bad for her 
daughter.

"Yes we did. And that's because I wanted it. I NEEDED 
it."

"But I don't understand. You kept telling him 'no' and 
to stop and that you shouldn't be doing it but you just 
kept going until... I don't understand."

Liz thought for a minute. "If your Uncle tried to kiss 
you again, would you let him?"

Kathy's eyes went out of focus again. "Yes. Is that 
bad?"

"No," said her mother. "It's normal. What if he wanted 
to kiss your neck, or shoulders, or your stomach? Would 
you let him do that?"

Kathy's eyes got bright. "Like when he kissed your 
stomach and then..."

"Yes, that too. How would you feel if he wanted to do 
that with you?"

"I don't know" said Kathy. But she was rubbing her 
thighs together, and one hand was over her breast. She 
didn't even know she was doing it. Liz knew though, and 
it was plain to see that Kathy had a crush on her 
Uncle.

"You know he's coming over here for the weekend." said 
Liz.

Kathy's eyes got wild. "Here? He's going to stay HERE? 
But... why?"

Liz laughed. "You saw us out there. Why do you THINK 
he's coming over here?

Kathy's pussy spritzed at the thought of her Uncle on 
top of her mother. "Ohhh Mommy I don't feel good. I 
think I'm going to go lie down."

Liz smiled. "Look sweetie, let me explain what's 
happening to you. You're horny."

Kathy gasped, and Liz went on. "That's right, you're 
just horny, and I think you're horny for your Uncle 
Bob. No, don't deny it. I know EXACTLY how you feel, 
because he does that to me too. The reason you were mad 
at us today was because part of you wanted him to be 
doing those things to YOU, instead of ME."

Kathy slumped and then flopped back on the bed. "Ohhh 
what am I going to do? Why is life so hard mamma?"

"Well," said Liz. "One thing you could do is let him do 
some of those things to you. Then you'd get it out of 
your system."

There was hope in Kathy's eyes, but it dimmed. "He'd 
never want to do those things with me. He's my Uncle."

Liz said, "And he's MY brother." 

The hope came back to Kathy's eyes. "But I don't know 
how to do that stuff, and his penis is so huge it would 
never fit in me."

Liz held up her hands. "Now wait a minute. I said try a 
FEW of those things. I don't think you're ready for 
full intercourse yet. Don't get ahead of yourself." 

There was silence for a moment. Liz went on. 

"Look, honey, what if I talked to Uncle Bob for you, to 
see how he'd feel about helping you sort of discover 
the woman inside you? I trust him. I think he'll do 
what you want, and nothing more. What do you think?"

"I think I'm having the strangest conversation any girl 
my age could have with her mother." said Kathy. "But 
OK. It makes me feel all funny inside just thinking 
about it."

"He's coming over here this weekend to... help me too. 
I know exactly how you feel."

***

The next day Bob got the strangest call of his life. 
When Liz asked him if he thought he might be able to 
force himself to neck with and pet her daughter, his 
prick sprang to attention immediately.

"What's going on over there Liz?" he said warily. 
"First you go wild and now Kathy? And you're SUPPORTING 
her in this?!"

"Bob, she saw us making love, and it awakened feelings 
in her that she's had lying there dormant... feelings 
for you. She's jealous! Of all the people to be jealous 
of, she's jealous of her MOTHER!" She sighed. "But Bob, 
I don't want you sticking that monster of yours in my 
baby. She's not ready for that yet. I just want you to 
show her a good time. Maybe work on multiple orgasms or 
something. If you don't do it she's going to go looking 
for it somewhere else and I don't want that. What do 
you say? Can you do this and keep that beautiful prick 
where it belongs?"

"I say there is a full body massage in Kathy's future. 
Can you get you and Jill out of the house for a while?" 
Liz thought that would be no problem. Bob said "Tell 
her this is the kind of massage that requires she be 
unclothed. That will get her ready to be naked around 
me. Things will take care of themselves then I think. 
And no, I won't fuck her, OK?"

Liz thanked him and hung up. That night she told Kathy 
about the massage date and told Jill that they were 
going shopping together. Both girls were happy.

Kathy met her Uncle at the door. He was carrying what 
looked like a folded up table of some kind. She hugged 
him fiercely, pressing her breasts against his chest. 
"Mommy says you're going to give me a massage," she 
said, kissing his cheek.

"That I am," he said. "Do you know what that means?"

"Mom said that I'll have to take my clothes off, and 
you'll touch me places she doesn't want any other boys 
to touch me, but that it's OK if you do it."

He looked at her. "Well, that's a start. Where do you 
want to do this?"

She looked down, unaccountably embarrassed. "Can we do 
it in my bedroom?" He nodded and followed her to that 
room where he set up the table. It was narrow, just 
wide enough for her body to fit on it with two wings 
for her arms that were adjustable. They could be folded 
in, along the table, so her arms were by her sides, or 
folded out and up so her arms cold be in any position 
including over her head. The legs were adjustable too, 
so the table could be low or high. It was padded with 
soft cloth. Kathy stood there watching as he set up. 

"When should I take off my clothes?" she asked.

"Now would be fine," he said, making an adjustment to 
the table. By the time he was done, Kathy had stripped 
down to her bra and panties, which she thought was far 
enough. He turned and smiled. "Take those off too Kat" 
he pointed at her bra.

Suddenly she got shy. "Do I have to?" she whined.

"No," he said. "And that's something I want you to 
understand perfectly today Kat. You don't have to do 
anything that makes you uncomfortable. If I touch you 
someplace you don't like, just tell me and I'll stop."

"You didn't stop when my mother told you to stop out in 
the woods," Kathy said in a low voice.

"That's because she didn't actually want me to stop 
Kathy. Its hard to explain, but I knew she didn't mean 
what she was saying."

"I know," said Kathy, reaching behind her for her bra 
catch. "I knew she didn't mean all those things too." 
The catch came loose and the bra fell off her pale 
bulging breasts. She saw a hunger come in Uncle Bob's 
eyes that made her pussy start feeling like it needed a 
nice rub. Before she could chicken out she pulled down 
her panties and literally threw them far enough away 
from her that she couldn't grab them and put them back 
on.

Bob looked her up and down. "Mmm, Mmm, Mmm," he said. 
"You are one beautiful young woman, Kathy."

She felt her pussy spritz again at his compliment and 
crawled up on the table before juice could start 
running down her thighs. She lay on her stomach. The 
arm wings were at her sides right now. She felt very 
exposed and slightly chilled, even though it was 
summer.

Then, as if he could read her mind, he covered her back 
and buttocks with a flannel sheet and she felt nice and 
warm. He also had a very warm oil that smelled nice and 
he began rubbing it on her legs and feet. He worked one 
leg up to her thighs and then went back to get the 
other one. Then he did her thighs and buttocks, rubbing 
and squeezing them until she bit her lip to keep from 
moaning. 

He moved the sheet and did her lower back, and then her 
upper back and it felt so good she wanted to go to 
sleep. He worked her neck then each arm, pulling the 
wings out so she looked like she was an airplane, 
flying along. He put the wings back by her sides and 
told her to turn over.

Her nervousness and shyness were gone now, something 
she didn't think about, and when she bared her breasts 
and pussy to him now she felt proud somehow. He'd 
already told her she was beautiful, so she knew he 
liked looking at her. Now she would get to feel his 
hands on her, like she'd seen his hands move on her 
mother's body. Her pussy creamed a little bit thinking 
about that. 

He did her arms first, talking softly about how, in a 
few minutes, he was going to have to touch her 
intimately. When he finished with each arm he moved the 
wings until they were extended above her head. Now she 
was stretched out like an arrow. His hands came down 
the arms and onto her shoulders and upper chest, where 
he spread the warm oil liberally.

He stopped for a minute and said, "Your mother tells me 
you want to feel some sexual things. I brought a 
special balm that can help with that. Do you still feel 
that way?"

She nodded without speaking and he leaned over and 
kissed her lips gently. She pressed her head up and 
kissed him back and moved her arms to hold his head, 
but he pushed them back where he wanted them. 

"You just lie there and enjoy the feelings. They might 
be pretty intense. The stuff I'm going to use will make 
your skin VERY sensitive to stimulation. You may even 
have an orgasm. Will that be OK?"

She stared at him wide eyed and nodded. He dipped his 
fingers into the little can of cream and spread it on 
her breasts, paying particular attention to her 
nipples. She gasped at his touch, and then bit her 
tongue. She didn't want to sound like some little girl. 
He dipped his right hand fingers into the cream and, 
without warning, rubbed the greasy fingers over her 
pussy lips, between them and one finger even slipped 
into her slightly. Her hips jerked and she let out a 
gasp of surprise.

"OK, let's just let that work for a while and then 
we'll revisit those areas," he said.

He went to her legs and did them again. She felt a 
tingling in her breasts and pussy that had to be the 
cream. His fingers came up to her stomach and traced 
along the skin between her breasts and the light thin 
hair she had above her pussy.

He wasn't pressing hard, but it felt fantastic. Her 
hips started moving up and down in what she realized 
were the same motions her mother had used when he was 
fucking her. She got embarrassed and tried to keep them 
still.

"Hey... knock it off... you're getting all tense 
again," he said. "If something wants to move, let it."

She moaned, "It feels strange. I want to touch... 
things."

"That's my job," he said. "How does this feel?" 

He ran his hands up and over her breasts, making them 
go in circles. His palms scraped her nipples and she 
felt little electric shocks go from them to her pussy.

"Unngggg," she moaned. "Good... that feels good." 

He kept doing that and then put his fingers on her 
nipples, squeezing them and pulling on them. Instinct 
kicked in and her heels drew up, smacking into her 
buttocks while her knees lay out. She realized she was 
exposing her pussy to him, as open as it was possible 
to be.

"Ah, you need some attention there too," he murmured.

One of his big hands slid into the vee of her legs and 
he fluttered his fingers over her pussy lips and clit 
as her world fell apart. She cried out and an orgasm 
crashed over her, drowning her with its rush. She 
couldn't breathe. He made it even worse by bending over 
and sucking one of her nipples into his mouth while he 
pinched and pulled the other one. Finally, he sank one 
of his fingers deep into her pussy, feeling for the 
rubbery mass at the back and tickling it with his 
fingertip.

Kathy flopped like a fish out of water, gasping and 
crying out and groaning. Her hands came to the back of 
his head and held him to her breast and she remembered 
seeing her mother do exactly the same thing. In her 
mind's eye she saw herself doing the other things her 
mother did with this man. She wanted to do those 
things. He took his thick finger out of her and she 
almost cried at the loss.

"Are you going to... fuck me?" she groaned.

"That wasn't part of the agreement," said her Uncle, 
licking and sucking the nipple he'd been squeezing.

"I feel so hot... so empty... I need... something," she 
moaned.

"I WILL do this for you," he said, going to the bottom 
of the table and pulling on her legs until she slid 
down and her butt was almost off the table. He draped 
her calves over his shoulders and leaned down to put 
his mouth on her pussy. Then he licked and nibbled her 
to another mind shattering orgasm while she screamed 
her pleasure. It was a good thing Liz had taken Jill 
out for pizza or they'd have heard.

When he was done she wanted more, begging him to fuck 
her like he had her mother. But Liz had specifically 
asked him NOT to fuck her, and he felt like he had to 
honor that promise.

He offered to let her see him, and do for him what he'd 
done for her. She eagerly agreed. He bared his prick 
for her and she played with it, getting it hard and 
then sucking on the tip while she held two hands worth 
squeezed tightly in her hands. He showed her how to 
jack him off and warned her about the sperm. To his 
surprise she stayed on him when he came, drinking his 
spunk down like she had a taste for it already. Then 
she rubbed his slick cockhead on her face and chin and 
breasts, finally standing up and trying to rub it into 
her pussy. He made her stop and told her about the 
promise he'd made.

Finally she calmed down and settled for lying on the 
bed with him holding her.

Then she demanded to be eaten again and to eat him 
again. She had two orgasms in a row while he sucked her 
hard teen clitty. He began to wonder where Liz and Jill 
were. They'd been gone long enough for the standard 
jerk-off massage. Maybe she wanted him to lose control 
and break her daughter in.

But he didn't.

Almost an hour later they heard the car drive into the 
garage and got up to put their clothes back on. They 
were sitting at the kitchen table when Liz and Jill 
came through the door with bags of groceries and other 
purchases in their arms. The first thing Jill did was 
stand in front of her sister and looked at her face. 
"She doesn't LOOK any different," she said to her 
mother.

Kathy said, "What are you doing brat?"

Jill said, "Mommy told me Uncle Bob was helping you 
discover the woman inside you and that you'd probably 
be different when we got home. But you don't look any 
different to me."

Liz came over to her daughter and whispered something 
in Kathy's ear.

Kathy shook her head and said, "No... thanks to you."

She pouted as Liz looked up at Bob. "Well well" she 
said. "You were a good boy after all. I'm going to have 
to reward you... later."

He grinned, "Good. I keep my promises, but it wasn't 
easy."

Kathy went "Humph," and flounced out of the room.

"What are you talking about?" piped Jill. "Does it have 
anything to do with sex? We're studying sex in science 
class. It's interesting." She went over and sat down on 
Uncle Bob's lap, putting her arms around his neck. He 
was her favorite Uncle too. "The book said that the 
average male penis is six inches long, but I remember 
when Kathy pulled your pants down, Uncle Bob, and yours 
is LOTs longer than that."

Bob groaned and said, "The girls in this family will 
kill me one of these days."

Jill wiggled on his lap "Did you spank Kathy for 
jerking your shorts down Uncle Bob? I hope so. She 
deserved a spanking for that." She wiggled some more.

Bob grabbed her waist and turned her over his lap. "Yes 
I did, just like THIS," and he began smacking her butt 
with his open hand.

She shrieked and laughed and wiggled some more until he 
started hitting her harder and harder and she actually 
felt some pain.

"OOWWWW MOMMY UNCLE BOB IS SPANKING ME, MAKE HIM STOP!"

Finally he stopped, letting his hand rub her tight teen 
butt while Liz laughed from across the room. "I'd 
better get your reward ready pretty soon or I won't 
have a virgin left in the house!"

Bob let Jill go and she stood up, smoothing her 
clothing. She was red in the face and breathing hard. 
She looked at her Uncle for a few seconds and then 
stuck out her tongue at him. He grabbed her again 
around the waist and pulled her between his legs, 
sticking his tongue out and pushing his face toward 
hers.

He was obviously going to lick her face and she 
screamed and pushed at him. He was too strong, though 
and he was able to get his face into her neck and lick 
her there.

She struggled but he could feel a shudder pass through 
her as he gave her a short hickey. Then he pushed her 
away and said "Be careful what faces you make little 
girl."

She stiffened and stood up straight. "I am NOT a little 
girl."

Liz came up to them and pried Jill out of her Uncle's 
grip. "Go get ready for supper. she ordered. When Jill 
had gone Liz let her hand stray onto his lap while she 
kissed him. "You're a horny old goat," she said. She 
jumped as he tweaked one of her nipples.

That night, bob went to bed on the couch. Kathy, of 
course, knew he wouldn't stay there long. She waited 
for the squeak of the board in front of her mother's 
room and got out of bed. As luck would have it, Jill 
wasn't asleep yet.

"What are you doing?" Jill asked.

"Nothing. Go to sleep," said Kathy, going to the door 
and opening it slowly.

She peeked into the hallway. She was about to go out 
into it when she realized Jill was behind her. She 
turned around, "Get back in bed. You can't come with 
me."

"Why not?" said an obstinate Jill.

"Because you're too young," whispered Kathy.

"I am NOT!" whispered Jill hotly. "Too young for what?" 
she asked.

"I can't tell you. You're too young. You wouldn't 
understand. You wouldn't even believe me!"

"Yes I would. What? Kathy WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" the last 
part she spoke out loud. Kathy whirled around and put 
her hand over her struggling sister's mouth. "Shhhhh! 
You want them to hear us? Shut up! You're going to ruin 
everything!"

"If you don't tell me what you're doing I'm going to 
scream," warned Jill.

Kathy pushed her back into the room. "OK, OK, just stay 
quiet. I'll tell you, but you have to SWEAR not to tell 
anybody... not even Tricia." Tricia was Jill's best 
friend. When Jill had solemnly promised Kathy licked 
her lips and said "Mom and Uncle Bob are going to have 
sex."

"Sex with who?" said a confused Jill.

"With each OTHER dummy," whispered Kathy.

"No WAY!" whispered Jill. "You're lying. What are you 
REALLY doing?"

"I know it sounds weird, but they ARE. I saw them do it 
at Gram's the other day... the day I pulled his shorts 
down."

"You did not," said Jill with complete confidence that 
she was right.

"I did too and I can prove it," said Kathy. "You can 
come with me - I think they're going to do it in the 
living room because her room is too close to ours. She 
makes a LOT of noise when they do it. But you can't say 
a WORD! And you can't make any noise. If we get caught 
they'll blister our butts." Kathy knew that wasn't what 
would happen, but she needed Jill to stay quiet.

Jill wasn't convinced, but the way her sister was 
talking made it sound like she really believed what she 
was saying, so Jill crept out into the hall with Kathy 
and they inched down the hall. Sure enough, their 
mother's bedroom door was open and the dim night light 
showed there was no one in her bed. They snuck down the 
hall and peeked around the doorway into the living 
room.

But the couch was vacant too.

Kathy looked around, trying to think of where they 
might have gone. Maybe the back yard. It was a warm 
night and the back yard was big and dark. She pulled 
Jill with her to the kitchen and found the sliding 
patio door open. Once through that they were in the 
moonlight, but there was nothing they could do about 
that.

There was a noise from the back yard, out by the big 
twin Elm trees that had the rope hammock strung between 
them. Silently the two girls tiptoed toward that area.

Kathy knew they had struck pay dirt by the sound of her 
mother's voice moaning. To Jill it sounded like her 
mother was in pain.

They got to the tree and peeked around. Kathy was ready 
and clapped her hand over Jill's mouth as Jill started 
to yell. They could clearly see their mother, stark 
naked leaning back in the big rope hammock. Her calves 
were up on Uncle Bob's shoulders. He was also naked. 
Where their crotches met there was a solid line of 
darkness running from Uncle to Mother. 

Even Jill could figure out it was his penis, and as she 
watched in horror, that long thick thing sunk into her 
mother's body until it looked like it was all gone. Her 
mother let out an agonized croak and then she sighed, 
"Oh Bobby don't EVER stop that," and it was obvious, 
even to Jill, that her mother was VERY happy that this 
was happening to her.

Once it was clear that all of this was voluntary, Jill 
settled back to watch what they had just studied in 
school.

Bob was working her pussy hard. With her butt supported 
by the hammock, he could hold her hips and slide her 
back and forth on his firm rod. Since he was standing, 
he could jut his loins forward and he had no trouble 
controlling her pussy as it slid up and down his shaft. 
And in this position, he was able to get the whole 
thing inside her. Every so often he leaned over and 
gave her a long tongue sucking kiss, or sucked her 
nipples, giving her little rabbit thrusts and mashing 
her clit with his pubic bone. As expected she exploded 
into an orgasm that was both satisfying and loud.

In the end she begged him not to shoot his sperm in 
her, but then didn't tell him to take his prick out of 
her. When he told her he was going to cum she told him 
she was fertile, and that if he did she'd have a baby 
for sure. 

But she didn't make him take it out.

It was obvious to Bob AND her two daughters that she 
wanted him to cum in her, maybe even make her pregnant. 
She was teasing him, trying to get him so excited that 
he'd do exactly the opposite of what she was demanding 
and fill her full of his hot sperm. None of the rest of 
them knew that Liz had decided she wanted another baby 
before she got too old, and this man was who she wanted 
to father that child. When she felt his cock give up 
it's heavy load of thick cum she squeezed her newly re-
discovered pussy muscles, milking him for every drop of 
his precious baby batter.

As for Bob, the fact that his beautiful sister was 
willing to let him dump his seed into her belly, 
knowing full well she could get pregnant, was so hot 
for him that he stayed mostly hard even after spewing 
her full of his sticky sperm. And so he kept fucking 
her, pulling out a bit now, to give her internal organs 
a rest, and fucking her pussy with long slow strokes 
that were soothing to both of them.

Jill, feeling light headed, glanced at Kathy, who had 
one hand in her panties and was rubbing between her 
legs furiously. Jill had also discovered the delights 
of rubbing certain places, and happily joined her 
sister in getting off while they watched their Uncle 
ream out their mother.

While Bob lazily ran his long penis in and out of his 
sister, he said, "What are we going to do about Kathy?"

Both girls heard that question and Kathy whirled to put 
her finger up to her sister's mouth again, reinforcing 
silence.

Liz sighed and lay back in the hammock, enjoying their 
lazy fuck. "I don't know Bob. She wants you to fuck 
her, but I don't think she can take your cock."

Jill stiffened at her mother's words and Kathy put her 
hand over her sister's mouth. Jill struggled, but Kathy 
was stronger. when Jill realized she couldn't break 
free, she relaxed.

"You know as well as I do," said Bob "that if a woman 
WANTS to take a big cock she CAN take a big cock. 
Physically it's not a problem. I'd just have to go 
slow. The problem is whether to let her do it or not. 
Once she's had a taste of junior here - he shoved it 
into his sister hard - once might not be enough. And 
Jill's going to find out sooner or later. What then?"

Liz laughed. "Weren't you paying attention today? She 
climbed all over you. She sat in your lap and wiggled 
all over it. When you spanked her I bet her panties got 
wet. She's not far off from where Kathy is and Bob, I 
just don't want them sexually active with strange boys. 
That's a recipe for disaster. At least if you knock 
them up we'll know whose babies they have and we can 
raise them in a good home without resistance from some 
boy's parents.

Bob leaned back and stopped. "What do you mean? Aren't 
you going to put them on the pill?"

Liz shook her head. "No. I don't trust the things. I've 
read that some researchers think they cause cancer and 
I'm not willing to take the chance with my girls. 
Besides, if they're old enough to have sex, they're old 
enough to live with the consequences. If they 
understand that from the very beginning maybe they'll 
control their urges a little better. Besides, if they 
get all their attention from you we can control when 
you give them that attention.

The two adults were standing now, in a loose embrace, 
but it was obvious they were going to go back to the 
house soon. Kathy pulled her sister away from the 
conversation and started retreating to the house.


CHAPTER 3


Kathy kept her hand over her sister's mouth until she 
got her all the way back to the patio doors. Finally 
she let go. Jill was panting from trying to move 
quickly and breathe just through her nose. She wasn't 
happy. "What was mom talking about?" she said, staring 
at her sister. "What did she mean you want Uncle Bob to 
fuck you?"

Kathy bit her lip. This wasn't turning out well at all. 
"Um... while you and mom were gone shopping... he gave 
me a massage. It was kind of a sexy massage."

Jill was indignant that she hadn't been included in the 
going's on and she made no bones about it, complaining 
grumpily for a few minutes. Then, as if she'd never 
said a word she said "What was it like? Tell me all 
about it. Did you get to see his penis again?"

So Kathy told her sister all about what it was like to 
get a massage from Uncle Bob, and even about how good 
it felt to have her mouth on his penis and suck down 
all the nice warm stuff that came out of it. Jill took 
it all in, some of it confirming some of the things her 
girlfriends talked about. There was a short period of 
silence while both girls thought about things.

Suddenly Kathy said "What was mom talking about Uncle 
Bob spanking you? And your panties getting wet? What 
was that?"

Jill told her what had happened, and that she DID sit 
on his lap just to feel the big penis she had seen at 
Gram's, and that when he licked and sucked her neck she 
got a funny feeling between her legs.

"That's what I felt too when he was touching me," said 
Kathy.

"So what are we going to do?" said Jill.

"Well, it sounds like mom may let us do a lot of 
things. Do you want to?"

Jill wasn't sure. She frowned. Then she remembered the 
feeling of her fingers in her pussy, watching Uncle Bob 
fuck her mother. She nodded uncertainly.

"Then I have a plan," said her sister.

When Liz got back to her room she was relaxed and full 
of warm, heavy brother spend. She was looking forward 
to lying down to let all that nice sperm soak in. There 
was only one problem. Her two daughters were in her bed 
waiting for her.

"Well," she said. "What do we have here? I thought you 
girls were in bed."

Kathy said "Gee mom, we were just talking... in our 
bedroom, while you were... wherever you've been... and 
we got to thinking about way back when we were young, 
and about how nice it was to climb in bed with you and 
get all warm and snuggly. So we decided to do it 
again," she finished.

Jill raised an eyebrow. She wasn't buying it. She 
ignored Jill and focused on Kathy. "Kathleen, have you 
been peeking at us again?"

Jill laughed. "I told you this was a stupid plan."

"What plan," asked Liz.

Jill rolled her eyes. "Kathy's plan to get in bed with 
you, so we would be there when Uncle Bob sneaks in to 
have sex with you."

Liz's eyes got as big as saucers. "How do you know...?" 
Her eyes darted back to Kathy. "Did you tell her...?"

Jill laughed again. "I know because when Kathy was 
peeping at you in the back yard... I was there with 
her. I made her take me along when I caught her trying 
to sneak out of our room."

"Ohhh shit," moaned Liz, covering her face with her 
hands.

Bob chose that moment to sneak into her bedroom. He was 
already half stiff again, having been contemplating 
sleeping with his sister all night.

"Oops," he said, sounding confused when he saw all 
three women sitting on Liz's bed. "I must have thought 
this was the bathroom."

Jill giggled. She was about the only person in the room 
who was having a good time. "Well, Kathy," she said. "I 
guess maybe THIS part of your plan wasn't so stupid.

"You may as well come in Bob," said Liz, her voice full 
of chagrin.

Both girls stared interestedly at the tent in the front 
of the boxers he'd put on "just in case one of the 
girls is up."

"What's going on?" asked Bob carefully. He didn't try 
to cover the tent, since it was obvious no one in the 
room was offended by it.

Liz sighed, "The girls saw us in the back yard."

Bob's eyebrows rose. "How could they see us? We were 
clear in the back!"

Jill hopped out of bed. "I'll be right back," she 
chirped. She started out of the room, and as soon as 
she got behind her Uncle she stopped. Faster than 
anyone could do anything about it, she squatted, 
grabbed the legs of Bob's boxers and jerked them down.

"SURPRISE!" she yelled, and then burst into giggles.

Bob, tried to maintain an air of dignity as he turned 
around and his penis pointed at his younger niece. It 
was obvious to him that this was going to be an even 
hotter night than he had originally thought. Liz's 
comment about him knocking them up came back to him and 
his penis rose. He decided to deal with Jill first.

Jill's eyes got bigger and bigger as he moved toward 
her. She backed up, but he lunged and grabbed her as 
she began to squeal and struggle. He picked her up 
bodily and carried her to the bed, throwing her on it. 
Then, as she bounced and tried to sit up, he grabbed 
HER panties and pulled. There was a tearing sound, 
along with Jill's cry of "HEY! OWW!" and he stood up 
with cloth dangling from his hand.

Then, before any of them could say anything at all, his 
hands grabbed her knees and spread them, opening her 
virgin teen pussy to him. He took one look at her young 
split and dove in.

Just before he stuck his tongue between her pussy lips 
he said loudly "SURPRISE!" Then he tried to cram his 
entire tongue inside the young girl.

"OOOOO OWW... OHHH AWWWWWAAHHHH!" she squealed as he 
punished her clitty with the front of his upper teeth, 
pressing them against the sensitive nubbin of flesh and 
snapping his head back and forth in little one inch 
jerks. His hands slid up her legs, across her hips and 
the half of her panties that was still hanging on her 
body, under her shirt, across her belly and onto her 
titties. His fingers found her nipples and he squeezed 
them as he sucked, moving his lips up to her clit and 
sucking on it.

Jill writhed, her whole body shocked by the sudden 
onslaught of sensations too powerful for her young mind 
to deal with. Her legs straightened and then bent 
again, convulsively, her knees flopping apart as her 
hips jerked up off the bed toward the mouth that was 
making her crazy. Bob was making "MMMMMMM" sounds as he 
pushed his mouth around in her mushy pussy.

In the time it had taken Bob to do all this, Kathy's 
mouth fell open and she actually recoiled from the 
pair. It looked so violent that she felt a stab of 
fear. She expected her little sister to scream in pain 
or from fear. Her eyes darted to her mother's and she 
saw astonishment registered there too.

Both of them took in a breath to object, just as Jill's 
hands slapped to the back of her uncle's head and 
pulled. She began bleating little yips "Oh yes... oh 
yes... oh yes... Uncle BAAHHHHHHHHHB!" and her whole 
body shivered and shook as she had what was obviously 
an orgasm.

Kathy felt anger flush her whole body. This wasn't 
FAIR! He wasn't supposed to do this with Jill first. 
SHE was supposed to be the first one!

"HEY!" she yelled. "IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE MY TURN!" she 
squealed indignantly. She pushed on her uncle's 
shoulder, as if she was trying to push him off her 
sister.

Jill suddenly collapsed like her muscles had all turned 
to water, and she lay there breathing in great 
shuddering gasps of air.

Bob's wet, grinning face rose from between Jill's 
thighs and his hot gaze fastened on Kathy. She felt 
that stab of fear again, and began crawling toward her 
mother.

"Mommeeeeeeeee!" she squealed as she felt her uncle's 
hands on her hips. Now it was HER panties that were 
being dragged down off her buttocks and she wriggled, 
her hand going to the front of them and pushing. She 
was actually trying to get out of them, to escape from 
them because in her mind, her uncle's hand on them was 
keeping her from reaching the safety of her mother's 
arms.

She literally crawled out of her panties, kicking 
wildly at her uncle's head. But all that did was give 
him a foot to grab and she shrieked as he began pulling 
her toward him with that foot.

She rolled over on her back to kick at him with her 
other foot, and then gasped in dismay as she realized 
that put her right where he wanted her. His gaze was 
fastened on her now naked pussy as he pulled her down 
the bed toward him. She gibbered mindlessly as she saw 
his penis sticking out from it's nest of curly brown 
hair, a huge club that she somehow knew would kill her 
that very night.

Now his hands were on her hips, dragging her pussy 
toward that awful sexual spike and her T shirt was 
bunching up under her back.

"UNCLE BOB!" she pleaded as he jerked her pussy within 
an inch of his monster phallus.

His bulk loomed over her and her fear became so intense 
that she went limp. She closed her eyes and whined as 
she felt his hands leave her hips and pull the front of 
her shirt up, exposing her soft round breasts.

Then, as quickly as his violent behavior had appeared, 
he stopped. His mouth went to her left nipple and he 
kissed it, gently, then licked it and finally pulled it 
into his mouth, sucking and playing with it. He leaned 
forward, letting his penis touch her pussy, but he 
didn't do anything more than love her nipples. 

His face turned up to her wide eyed stare and he said 
"You're playing in the big leagues now Kathy."

He reached down and grasped his cock with one hand, 
using it to massage all over her mons, between her 
pussy lips, all over down there, spreading his leaking 
lubricant all over.

"I changed my mind" pleaded Kathy, pushing at his head 
and wiggling her hips.

"No you didn't," he said around one nipple.

"Yes I did, I don't want you to do this. You'll kill me 
with that thing."

Jill's face appeared beside them. "I'll do it," she 
said. Her face turned up to her uncle's "I'll do it 
Uncle Bob. Me. Me. Do me."

Kathy's body was reacting to what he was doing to her 
nipples. But her mind reacted to her sister's obvious 
attempt to butt in.

"NO!" shouted Kathy. "You HAD your turn!"

"But you don't want him to do it to you. You just SAID 
so!" grumped Jill.

"I think you're too young Jill," said her Uncle, 
prodding Kathy's pussy more with the big knob on the 
end of his fuck stick. Now he prodded her hole, and 
slipped it up over her clitty.

Kathy shuddered. She didn't know WHAT she wanted and 
didn't want. But he wasn't acting so scary any more, 
and her own fear began to abate.

Now Liz's face appeared beside them. "I think your BOTH 
too young!" she said. "Bob, let my little girl up and 
come make love to me."

"NO!" shouted Kathy, convinced now that everyone in the 
room was trying to keep her from doing what she'd 
earned the right to do.

Bob, knowing that the argument could only get worse, 
and feeling Kathy's lubrication begin to make her pussy 
soggy, pushed suddenly. Kathy's face froze and her 
mouth opened in a silent scream as her hymen was 
destroyed and the head of his monster cock popped into 
her channel. Then, just as suddenly he pulled it out 
and used it to rub her clitty again.

Kathy started to scream. The pain of her tearing hymen 
and the cruel stretching of her pussy mouth made her 
want to scream. But then, all that pain was gone as he 
pulled out. Her scream turned into an "OWWOOOOO". Then, 
as she tried to figure out exactly what had happened to 
her, he stuck it in her again.

"OWWWW" she cried immediately, but it changed again to 
an "OOOOO" as he popped it back out and rubbed her 
clitty again. This time she had felt stretched, but not 
that awful sharp pain from before. And he was making 
her clitty feel sooo nice. She felt his hands on her 
hips as he stood up and pulled her closer to the edge 
of the bed.

"Put your legs around my back" he ordered.

She automatically did as she was told and he popped it 
in her again. This time he didn't take it back out. 
This time he reached between them with his thumb and 
pressed her clit, rubbing it hard enough that it hurt.

"OWWWW UNCLE BOB!" she whined. Then she subsided with a 
sigh as he stopped pressing her there so hard.

She suddenly realized he had stuck two more inches of 
his cock into her. Now she could feel his penis clear 
inside her. She was stretched, and there was 
discomfort, but suddenly she could live with it. He 
moved it in her, making it go an inch or so out and 
then back in.

"You still want me to quit?" he asked, bending over to 
suck on her nipple again.

"I don't think so," she gasped.

Jill's voice came from one side. "Kathy! He's got to be 
splitting you in two. He's like King Kong... no KING 
DONG!" She started laughing at her joke.

Her mother's face came beside hers. "Are you OK baby? 
Do you want me to make him stop?"

"Nooo mommeeee," came her plaintive cry as her uncle 
pressed another two inches into her aching pussy. She 
couldn't explain why, but she loved the pain she was 
now feeling. It was the pain of having eaten too much, 
or of having run too fast for too long. It was the pain 
of laughing too hard. It was ALL those pains at the 
same time, but they were all right in one place - her 
adolescent pussy.

He started making short jabs, over and over again, and 
within a minute the pain was gone. Kathy started making 
little movements in reciprocation, and inside another 
minute she was fucking her hips back up at him, pulling 
with her legs on his back, trying to get even more of 
his thick King Dong cock up inside her.

When she felt his penis press into the end of her 
sheath, she looked down and gasped in dismay. There 
were still four inches of long, thick cock sticking out 
of her pussy. There was no way he'd ever get it all in 
her.

He didn't try. He fucked her with what would fit and 
she went crazy as her pussy adjusted, and then writhed 
as she came around the invading monster. Her orgasm was 
loud. Now SHE was the violent one, wiggling and 
thrusting and clawing at him as her pussy rippled.

Then, as she came down from that fantastic feeling she 
felt him tense and heard him groan. His face came down 
right in front of hers. "In you baby?" he whispered, 
and then he kissed her. She stuck her tongue into his 
mouth as she felt a rush of heat inside her and 
realized his sperm was filling her up. She wondered if 
you could pass out from being too happy.

Bob pulled out of the sated girl, who lay there limply, 
his spend gushing from her abused pussy. He liked the 
look of her... satisfied... splayed open... full of his 
cum. He imagined her belly swelling with his baby, then 
shook his head. That was crazy. It couldn't possibly 
turn out well if that happened.

But she'd look so sexy pregnant.

He turned around and found the other two women staring 
at him.

Liz had a look on her face of wonder... amazement even. 
"Is THAT what it looks like when we do it?" she asked, 
her naked breasts tipped with hard swollen nipples. She 
was wet from seeing her daughter's passion as she was 
deflowered and the obvious joy her daughter had felt at 
having it done.

Jill, on the other hand, was pale and shaky. "You can't 
do that to me," she whispered. "You'd kill me if you 
did that." She backed up and bumped into her mother, 
who put her arms around her younger daughter.

Bob sat on the bed and held out his hand to the scared 
girl. "Come here Jilly. You don't have to worry. I'd 
never ever do anything to hurt you."

Her mother gave her a little push and she went to him, 
letting him hug her. He was so strong. "I'm sorry," she 
whispered. "It just looks so... so... I don't know. It 
just looks like it would hurt really bad."

Kathy raised her head. "It wasn't like that at all 
Jill." Her head flopped back down. She was staring at 
the ceiling. "I loved it." she whispered to herself.

Bob stroked Jill's back. He didn't want her to be 
afraid of sex. "Baby, why don't I make you feel good 
another way. There's no need to put anything in you at 
all if you don't want to. But I think I can make you 
feel good, like before."

"Can I lie by Mommy?" she asked, feeling his strong 
arms around her and being both turned on and afraid at 
the same time.

"Sure baby," he said.

She lay down beside her mother, who held her hand while 
Bob crawled up on the bed and began to stroke and rub 
her feet and legs.

"Just relax. Being tense is no fun and it makes your 
muscles sore," he said. He ran his hands all over her 
body, taking care not to touch her sexually until she 
was relaxed and ready. When he crawled up over her she 
tensed.

"Heyyyy," he whispered, kissing her cheeks and 
forehead. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promised."

Then he kissed her all over and she began to respond to 
him, reaching for his hair and stroking it. He took ten 
minutes with her before he kissed one nipple. She 
tensed again, but this time it was with passion, rather 
than fear and he sucked that nipple gently.

"MMMMMmmmm," she moaned. Her legs moved apart, almost 
by instinct.

Bob worked both nipples, back and forth and then 
started kissing his way down her belly toward her sweet 
sexual center.

"Ummmm are you going to... to... kiss me there again?" 
she whined the question.

"If you want me to," he said, kissing down to her 
sparse pubic hair.

"Do you want me to Jilly?"

"YES! NO wait! Oh I don't knowwwww," she moaned.

He licked the very top of her split, trying to find and 
titillate her clitty without touching anything else. 
Her legs opened more. He saw it and stabbed at it with 
his stiffened tongue.

"Ohhhhhh," she sighed and her hips came up off the bed.

"Can I kiss you there?" he asked, kissing her clit with 
his mooshy lips.

"Uh huh," she grunted.

He crawled around and between her legs, which spread 
willingly for him now. He kissed his way up her thighs 
and she wiggled, impatient now to feel his kisses where 
she itched.

Finally he reached her virgin pussy. He sucked her lips 
in and then pushed, shaking his head and rubbing her 
pussy mouth with his lips.

"UH," she grunted again, thrusting upward. "UH... OH... 
OH Uncle Bob!" she gasped.

He let her lips go and shoved his stiffened tongue at 
her again, but this time inside her. He felt her hymen 
at the lower end of her pussy mouth as his tongue 
filled her hole and she squirmed. Then, leaving his 
tongue in her he moved his upper teeth to her clit and 
pressed against it, abusing it and rubbing his front 
teeth across it, back and forth.

She whined again and shook as she had her second orgasm 
brought on by another human being.

"OH MOMMEEEEEEEEEEEE!" she squealed, sounding both 
passionate and nervous at the same time.

"It's OK baby," murmured her mother, kissing her cheek 
and stroking her hair.

Bob pulled his tongue out of her and licked her clit 
with the flat of his tongue as she shook through her 
orgasm, her fingers locked in his hair, pulling at it 
hard.

He kissed her pussy one last time and raised his wet 
face up to smile at her.

"How was that, Kitten?" he asked.

She was still gasping for air. "Not... too... bad," she 
panted. Then, with the energy of the young, she sat up 
and hugged her Uncle around his neck, holding him 
fiercely. She whispered in his ear.

"Thank you Uncle Bob. I'm not so scared any more."

Bob's prick stiffened as he felt her hot breath in his 
ear, and heard her relaxation of her ban on him fucking 
her in his brain. But he knew it was too soon for her. 
When she let him go he turned his hot gaze on her 
mother, who had a finger in her pussy, stroking herself 
languidly. When she saw the look in his eye, her gaze 
dropped between his legs. She smiled and lay back, 
pulling her knees up and letting one leg fall over on 
top of Jill, opening herself up for him.

"Come here," she commanded, pulling her finger out of 
her pussy and using two fingers to spread her pussy 
lips apart.

Jill watched as her Uncle crawled up and slid that 
massive cock into her mother, who cooed with happiness 
at being filled to overflowing. Maybe she could take it 
after all. She watched as he rutted in her mother, and 
listened to her mother telling him how wonderful he 
was, and how full she was.

"You got anything left for me Bob?" she teased as his 
thrusts increased. Jill couldn't believe that he could 
get the whole thing in her mother's pussy. Then he 
grunted, like he had when he was on top of Kathy, and 
he froze while pushing deep into Liz.

Jill knew his prick was spurting thick globs of sperm 
into her mother's womb. She shuddered, trying to think 
what that might feel like.

Uncle Bob sagged on her mother, who held him tightly 
with her arms around him. She was whispering that she 
loved him, and loved the feel of him inside her, and 
asking him never to leave. Finally he rolled sideways, 
toward Jill and she scrambled to push Kathy further 
toward the edge of the bed. She turned sideways just as 
her heavy Uncle landed on the bed between her and her 
mother. The king sized bed barely held them all, but, 
cuddled against each other, they all drifted off into 
an exhausted slumber.


CHAPTER 4


Jill had a dream that night. She dreamed that she got a 
pony for her birthday, but when she tried to get up on 
it, it turned into Uncle Bob's penis. She perched on 
top of it, looking around. She was way up in the air. 
It didn't hurt, but it wasn't going in her either. She 
looked around and could see for miles. Then, slowly, 
she realized she was sinking down on it as it spread 
her open. 

Again it didn't hurt, but her hips spread apart visibly 
and then her belly bulged as if she had a baby inside 
it, but it was just the head of his monster cock inside 
her. She stroked her swollen belly and he cried out and 
spurted inside her, making her belly swell even more as 
he filled her up. Jets of his sperm started squirting 
out of her belly button, like there was a fire hose in 
there.

Her eyes flashed open. She was breathing like she'd run 
the fifty in four seconds flat. It was dark. There was 
nothing in her pussy. With a sigh, she went back to 
sleep.

The next time she woke, when she opened her eyes, her 
Uncle's chest was right in front of her face. They had 
rolled together in the night and were facing each 
other. She drew in a breath and smelled his male scent. 
Her hand was between her chest and his and she lifted a 
finger to drag it through his chest hair. She 
remembered her dream, and then watching as her mother 
got fucked by the cock she had dreamed about.

Fucked. That was the word for it. Jill wasn't used to 
thinking about things like that and using words like 
that. But now she knew what that word meant. It was a 
raw, sexual word, a word that brought to mind thick 
creamy sperm being flushed into a spasming pussy. Her 
own pussy started getting wet and she felt the tingle 
of being excited sexually.

She let her hand wander down toward her uncle's cock. 
She ran into it long before she thought she would.

It was hard.

It was lying between them, up against his stomach, and 
a wrinkle in the sheets was why she hadn't felt its 
heat against her abdomen. She moved the sheet and 
rolled against him, feeling that hot, hard log press 
into her stomach. She knew how it felt on the outside 
now.

And, after her dream, she just HAD to know what it felt 
like on the inside.

She scooted upward until her face was at her uncle's 
chin. Then she raised her topmost leg and, reaching 
between them again, grasped his cock lightly and moved 
it until the head was nuzzled into her pussy. The head 
was so big that it rubbed her whole pussy mouth, 
including her clit. She began rolling forward and 
backward, just a little... just enough to make that big 
knob masturbate her clit.

Now she got wet, and her pussy mouth opened up each 
time the head nudged into it. She was having such a 
good time that she didn't feel his body move.

Bob didn't wake up, exactly, but he drifted toward the 
line between sleep and being awake. He was dreaming, 
apparently, because his prick felt like it was sniffing 
around a nice, juicy pussy. If his cock would have had 
a tongue, it would have been licking that pussy, 
getting it excited so it would open up and welcome the 
massive girth of his cock. He pushed and felt the head 
get warmer as it burrowed deeper. In his dream there 
was no reason not to slide it right on into that nice 
warm pussy.

So he did.

Jill was breathing deeply anyway, very excited now, and 
close to getting off on the cock that she was 
masturbating with. Then, suddenly, before she could do 
anything, her uncle's body rolled toward her and his 
hips thrust. There was an instant of sharp pain as her 
hymen was torn, and then a deeper, duller, more intense 
pain as her pussy mouth was cruelly stretched as her 
virgin pussy walls were forced roughly apart and two 
inches of Bob's cock pried it's way into her.

Jill's eyes, which had been closed in rapturous sexual 
thrill, popped open and she looked at her uncle's face. 
She was holding a breath, about to shout at him, when 
she realized he was still asleep. She let the breath 
dribble out of her mouth in a low pitched moan as she 
raised her leg again, trying to open up her pussy and 
ease the ache in her loins. Her uncle's arm moved and 
draped across her waist as she lifted her arm. His arm 
pulled her close to him and she let her hand drop on 
his hip. It was through that hand that she felt the 
muscles of his buttocks tense and she knew he was going 
to thrust again. She also knew that, while she could 
stand what had already happened to her, she would NOT 
be able to take two more inches.

"NOOoooooooo!" she groaned as his hips DID flex and 
ball bat in her pussy was driven further up into her.

Bob woke up suddenly at the agonized sound of his 
niece's voice at his chin. The first thing he saw was 
her face, which was a mask of pain. The first thing he 
felt was his cock, being clasped by a set of velvet 
vice grips. He felt her body against his, and knew 
immediately whose pussy his cock was in.

Jill, with tears in her eyes, said, "Oh shit, oh shit, 
oh shit!" about the same time she realized her uncle's 
eyes were open. She looked up at him and whined, 
"Owww!"

Bob tried to roll away from her, to get his cock out of 
her, but he ran into Kathy's still sleeping body. At 
some time during the night she had crawled between him 
and her mother. His automatic response was to push Jill 
away from him. She rolled about eight inches and 
suddenly, there was no more bed.

Arm flailing and squealing with fright, Jill rolled off 
the bed and landed with a thump on her butt on the 
floor. The pain was gone. She looked down at her pussy, 
expecting to see raw, torn flesh, maybe even spurting 
arterial bleeding. What she saw was her perfectly 
normal, though now gaping open pussy. 

There was a little tint of red, mostly around the 
bottom of her slit. There was so little feeling that 
she was afraid something had been injured and her hand 
flashed to her pussy. When her finger hit her clit and 
a tingle of sexual thrill shot through her she heaved a 
sigh of relief. She looked up to see her Uncle Bob 
leaning over the edge of the bed, looking down at her.

"You OK?" he said.

The whole thing suddenly seemed hilarious and she 
started giggling. Then the enormity of what had 
happened struck her and she stopped. She looked up at 
the uncle she adored. 

"It was IN me!" she said in awe. "You popped my CHERRY! 
It was up INSIDE me Uncle Bob!"

"I know," he said softly. "I felt it. But are you 
Okay?"

"You know?" her serious gaze locked with his. "I think 
I AM Okay!" She pressed her clit with one finger again 
and smiled. "I'm DEFINITELY Okay!" she said. She leaned 
up and her arms reached out, her hands capturing her 
Uncle's face and pulling it down for a sloppy kiss on 
the mouth. "I wanna do it some more," she said when she 
was done.

Bob looked at his recently deflowered niece. "Maybe 
later, sweetie. I don't think it's a good idea to push 
things. Besides, you might feel differently about 
things in the morning." He knew she'd be sore in the 
morning.

She contented herself by crawling into his arms and 
snuggling up to his warm naked body.

Eventually they both slept again.

Bob woke up slowly, reluctantly. Somehow his brain knew 
it was Saturday, even though he wasn't really awake 
yet. He had to pee, but didn't want to get up. What 
caused him to leave the bed was the thought that, if he 
DID get up and go, the pain would be gone and he'd be 
able to go back to sleep.

He had cultivated that don't-quite-wake-up-all-the-way-
and-navigate-by-Braille method of moving around in the 
low light of the morning, and he sat to piss, pushing 
his hard cock down into the bowl and leaning forward 
comfortably. He almost fell back asleep sitting there.

He jerked as his body leaned forward enough to cramp 
his lungs a bit and stood up, feeling his way back to 
the bed. When he got there he cracked his eyes open 
and... woke up.

Liz and Kathy were gone. His head swiveled but they 
were nowhere to be seen. As if in answer he heard the 
clinking of cutlery from the kitchen and realized they 
must be making breakfast.

Jill was still in the bed. She was still naked. She was 
lying on her back, sleeping the sleep of the young, 
deep and peaceful, one arm flung carelessly to the 
side, her hand by her head. Her hair was fanned out on 
the pillow. One leg was straight, and the other bent at 
the knee. One side of her body was straight, and on the 
other side her limbs were flung wide. He realized that 
the straight side was where his body had been only a 
few minutes before.

He peered at her sparse pussy hair and her pink pussy 
lips winked at him. They had been hot and tight around 
the tip of his prick the night before. He looked down, 
surprised to see his cock straight and rock hard again. 
He felt the overwhelming urge to soak his cock in 
Jill's pussy. But he knew he couldn't. Not yet anyway. 
She was just too tight.

Instead, he crawled onto the bed and stuck the tip of 
his tongue between those tight pink pussy lips. He slid 
it upwards, feeling for her bud and, when he found it, 
he flicked it lightly with the tip of his tongue.

She made a noise in her throat and the leg that was 
bent flexed a little.

He kept it up, pressing harder until his tongue was 
spreading her lips. Over and over he licked her clitty, 
until she made another sound and her hands moved. He 
felt moisture seeping into her pussy, and smelled it at 
the same time. Her straight leg began to draw up until 
she was lying with both legs spread, knees bent. She 
lifted her head, her eyes sleepily open.

"Mmmmm that feels so nice," she murmured.

He stopped long enough to raise his own grinning face. 
"Good" he said. He started pushing harder, now using 
his lips and teeth on her and her hips began that 
special female wiggle that tells a man he's doing 
exactly the right thing. He felt a drip of pre-cum ooze 
out of the tip of his cock - a big drip, that he knew 
would string down and eventually fall to the bed.

"If you keep doing that I'm going to cum." she moaned, 
her fingers finding his hair and running through it, 
like she was giving him a scalp massage.

He paused. "Good," he said.

"But I don't WANT to cum... not this way," she 
complained. "I want to cum with you in me."

"I'm too big," he said, and went back to sucking her 
clit.

"It went in me last night," she said, now pushing at 
his head, instead of caressing it.

"And it hurt," he said.

"Please?" she begged.

She was dripping wet now, and again he felt the urge to 
sheath his cock in her femaleness. "You have to tell me 
if it hurts." he said.

She nodded and began breathing hard immediately as he 
crawled up, over her young body. Her hand reached for 
him and she sighed as she felt his girth and firmness.

"You're sooo hard," she moaned, digging the tip between 
the lips he'd just been licking.

"And you're soooo warm," he grinned, pressing forward.

He didn't fuck her, so much as poke at her repeatedly, 
pushing for entrance, but not hard. Her legs spread 
even more and she panted.

"You're teasing me," she whined.

"I'm taking it easy on you," he countered.

"I want moOOOORREEEE!!" she squealed as he bored in, 
the head popping between her stretched lips until they 
snapped over the neck of his cock must behind his 
glans. He felt his foreskin being stretched and bunched 
at the same time and stopped. Now he pulled and pushed, 
but not enough to actually make his cock move back out 
or in much farther. All he did was stretch her pussy 
lips over and over.

He leaned down and sucked a stiff pink nipple. Suddenly 
his forward movement DID cause him to go in more, and 
he was now able to move an inch back and forth.

"I feel so stuffed," she gasped.

"You only have just the tip in you," he said and she 
frowned.

"I still want more," she demanded, shoving her hips up 
at him.

He fucked her with that inch until it became two inches 
and then three, but that was as far as he could get. 
She was just too tight and tense.

"It feels... I don't know... I feel like I'm being 
split open, but it feels so good too," she moaned.

"Just lie there and enjoy the good feeling part," he 
said and began to fuck her with the three inches of the 
end of his cock. She was stretched so tightly that the 
skin around her clit pulled as he went in, dragging her 
clit down to where the top of his cock rubbed it hard 
on the in-thrust. Then it was pulled back to it's 
normal position as he pulled out.

She lasted for another two minutes before she started 
bleating and whining and yipping that she was going to 
cum. He didn't think she could possibly be any tighter, 
but when she came her pussy clamped down on him so hard 
that he had to stop thrusting. She shook and gave a 
long rising whine.

She opened her eyes and the look in them was so full of 
emotion that he suddenly couldn't stop. His balls 
lurched and an astoundingly good feeling coursed 
through him as his cock spat a thick stream of spermy 
semen up into her pussy. He groaned.

Jill's eyes opened wide and she thrust her pussy up 
hard, getting maybe another inch in her as she took a 
breath and said, "Uuunnngggg it's shooting, isn't it 
Uncle Bob? You're cumming in me aren't you?"

"Yeeesssssssss," he groaned as three more liquid bolts 
of hot lightning shot into her stuffed pussy.

"Mmmmmm it feels all warm and nice," she said as she 
felt the aftershocks of her own cum.

Bob's prick felt so good making those short jerks in 
her spermy pussy while it spewed his load that he 
shoved just a little more in her as he dribbled one 
last teaspoon of his potent spooge in her fertile slot. 
Then, unable to hold himself up any longer, he rolled 
sideways and landed flat on his back, his chest 
heaving.

Jill lay there too, sprawled on her back, her legs 
bent, as his copious ejaculate filled her pussy mouth 
and oozed down to make her butt crack wet. When she 
felt that she closed her legs, clamping her pussy lips 
shut. It had been a lot of work to get that nice warm 
spunk in her pussy, and she didn't want it to all leak 
out.

Her head rolled sideways, looking at the man who had 
claimed her prize.

"Thank you Uncle Bob," she sighed.

His head rolled too. You're welcome sweetheart. We 
didn't get too far, but boy, howdy, that was fun.

They spent a little time kissing and talking until Liz 
stuck her head in the doorway to see if they were 
awake.

"Good, you're both up. Breakfast is ready."

Bob loved his first cup of coffee in the morning. He 
loved it even more if he had time to read the paper 
while he drank it, and t his morning he did. He was 
deep in the middle of a fascinating article on 
Quarterback Tony Ogden's troubles with testing positive 
for steroids when something pricked at his attention 
and he began to listen to the women, who had been 
chattering like women do.

"So I get Tuesdays and Thursdays." That was Kathy's 
voice.

"Yes, and mother gets Fridays and the weekend, but has 
to share once in a while," said Jill.

Liz agreed. "During the day, but he sleeps with me all 
three nights. Fair?"

"Fair," said both girls together.

"My bed's not big enough," said Jill.

Kathy said, "Hey, I have an idea. What if we got a bed 
like Mom's for our room? I mean we'd have to get rid of 
the small ones, and just have one big one."

"But then you'd be in the bed too, when it was my 
turn," complained Jill.

"Well, yeah, but I wouldn't be doing anything with him. 
You'd be in the bed when it was my turn too."

"Oh... yeah. I guess that's right." Jill thought about 
it for a while. "Would you go sleep with mommy 
sometimes? So Uncle Bob and I could be alone?"

"Sure squirt," said her older sister. "If you'll do the 
same thing. Is that OK Mom?"

Liz was shaking her head. "What have I done? Yes, I 
suppose that would be OK. At least I'll get to spend 
some quality talking time with my daughters once in a 
while.

Bob spoke from behind the paper. "Shouldn't you... you 
know, talk to Uncle Bob about this? I mean you've got 
him assigned to a different woman every single night. 
What if he doesn't want to do it that much?"

"Bob?" asked Liz.

Bob lowered the paper as if he hadn't been listening. 
"Um?" he tried to look innocent.

"Do you love us Bob?" asked his sister.

"I do indeed," he affirmed.

Liz turned to her daughters. "OK, we're agreed. Deal?"

"DEAL!" yelled the two grinning girls, in unison.


CHAPTER 5


Bob didn't actually move in with Liz and the girls, or 
sell his house, despite the fact that they had planned 
out his entire week... or at least each night of his 
entire week. He still went to work and actually spent 
some nights there at home. While Liz and her daughters 
did invite him over almost every night, they still 
spent some nights doing other things. They established 
a girls' night out, and found that spending time as a 
family had a lot to offer.

They did lots of things together. They went to 
amusement parks together. They went bowling together. 
They went to the library together. And... they went to 
Lamaze classes together. Bob didn't go to the classes, 
though he wanted to. It was sensation enough that three 
women in the same household - a household that, 
technically, had no man in it - had all gotten pregnant 
and had delivery dates within a hundred and twenty days 
of each other. There were a lot of people who 
speculated about that.

One of them was Cora. Knowing that her daughter was 
close to Liz's daughters, she quizzed Mindy, asking if 
either Jill or Kathy had said anything about who the 
man was who had made their teenaged bellies swell up.

"Surely they've said SOMETHING that would help," said 
Cora one night. She and Mindy spent a lot of time 
together too, but that's because the man of THEIR house 
was gone on the road, selling toilets, for days and 
sometimes weeks on end.

Mindy frowned. "Mom I tried everything I could think of 
to get them to say something, and they just won't!" Her 
eyes went a little unfocused. "They won't even share 
any of the intimate details about what it's like to GET 
pregnant," she sighed.

Cora's eyebrows went up. "And just why would you want 
to know those kind of details, young lady?"

Mindy jerked and her eyes focused again. She blushed, 
like she hadn't been aware she'd actually said that. 
"Well gee, Mom, they seem so happy. I mean I thought 
Jill would be crying and unhappy and everything, but 
she's not! I asked her if she was afraid... I mean 
about labor and all that... and her being so young and 
everything, and all she did was rub her hands over her 
belly and tell me how she just couldn't WAIT to have 
the baby! So I guess I just got curious. That's all."

Cora wasn't surprised, really. She had gotten pregnant 
with Mindy when she was only seventeen. Her family was 
living in Tacoma Washington at the time, and she'd had 
a girlfriend whose boyfriend was a soldier out at Fort 
Lewis. He had a friend named Todd who had looked so 
handsome in his uniform that Cora let him do things to 
her she'd only let one other boy do. And she let him do 
it without a condom. And, to tell the truth, she had 
loved being pregnant too. Todd had offered to marry her 
and she had accepted, thinking that they were in love.

And she DID love him, but then he'd gotten out of the 
Army and was gone all of the time trying to become top 
man in his father's plumbing business. He was competing 
with three brothers to take over the company, and all 
his time went into that. They had drifted apart in the 
process.

Cora's mind came back to the situation at hand. "So... 
you're curious. Why haven't you ever asked me about 
such things?"

Mindy's face was classic teenager in it's surprise. 
"Mom! Ewwwwww. You can't talk to your parents about 
sex!"

Cora bristled, "And just why not? I HAVE had sex, you 
know."

"MOM! EWWWWWW!" came the standard reply.

"So you're trying to find out about sex from a fifteen 
year old girl??" said her mother.

"Well, she obviously knows how it happens!" came back 
Mindy.

"And I do too!" complained Cora. "Why can't you talk to 
ME about it?"

"I told you Mom, nobody talks to their mother about 
sex. Not these days." Mindy was resolute.

"Hold on." Said Cora, angry that she hadn't developed 
the kind of relationship with her daughter that she now 
realized she should have. She went to the phone and 
called Liz.

"Hi, it's me. I have to ask you a question. I'm not 
prying. OK? Do you know how Jill got pregnant? ... No, 
not that. Of COURSE that's how she got pregnant. OK, 
let me ask this. Did she talk to you about sex before 
this... happened? I'm trying to get Mindy to talk to me 
and she won't. Honest Liz I'm not trying to pry. I just 
need to know if you talked with the girls about sex 
before all this happened... Really?... REALLY?... Oh my 
word! Oh Liz thank you! I have to go. Yes, I'll talk to 
you more later. OK. Bye."

Cora turned, her mouth open. "She KNEW they were going 
to get pregnant! Can you BELIEVE that? She KNEW!"

"She knew?" Mindy was just as floored as her mother.

"She said she talked with BOTH of them and that they 
PLANNED the whole thing! Together!"

"Mom, that's weird " said Mindy. She was chewing her 
lip.

"It sure is " said Cora. Her mind was racing. All of 
them... pregnant... and it was PLANNED! She naturally 
included Liz in the plan. It was too much of a 
coincidence to be any other way. But Jill didn't date. 
Cora and Liz had both agreed that their girls wouldn't 
be allowed to date until they were sixteen. That meant 
that something INCREDIBLE must have happened. It was 
just too strange. She couldn't concentrate. She knew 
there was something there that she should remember... 
something that was relevant to all this... but she just 
couldn't think.

She turned back to her daughter, who was fidgeting. "In 
any case, Liz DID talk to her daughters about sex. And 
I want you to talk to me too.!" she demanded.

The corner of Mindy's mouth turned up slightly. "OK, 
Mom, what do you want to know? I'm not all that 
experienced, but I'll share what I know with you."

Cora spluttered "Mindy Marie, you KNOW what I'm talking 
about. What have you done with a boy?"

Mindy didn't know what to do. "If I tell you, do you 
promise I won't be in trouble?"

"Of course not! I'm your mother!"

"See? That's what I mean. How can I talk to you about 
things if you're going to yell at me, and ground me 
and... be mad about it?"

Cora had been shocked at what she'd said herself. "OK, 
OK, you're right. I'm not used to this idea either. But 
honey, I love you and I don't want you to make the same 
mistakes I made."

"Really? What mistakes did you make, Mommy?" Mindy's 
reply was so smooth that Cora started to answer her.

"Like when I was your age and I let a boy take my top 
off..." she realized what had happened and her face 
calmed. "And I believe I asked you what YOU have done 
with a boy."

"And you won't ground me and get all mad if I tell 
you?"

"I just want to talk about it Mindy. That's all. I want 
to be your friend and share in your life. I promise."

Mindy was still unsure. "OK. Well... I let Tommy Vaughn 
kiss me," she started. Her mother looked at her, 
waiting for more.

"Well we kissed several times, and he wanted to put his 
tongue in my mouth, but I kept my lips closed tight." 
said Mindy, looking to see what her mother's reaction 
would be.

"And," prompted Cora. She made her face relax.

"And we hugged and stuff," said Mindy.

"And stuff," repeated Cora.

"Well, he sort of pressed his body against me. We were 
hugging, you know? And I could feel his... I could feel 
something pushing against me..." 

Cora was remembering this same experience in her own 
youth. It had been a high point of her young life when 
it had happened to her. "Down there..." Mindy finished.

Cora wasn't sure how to proceed. She'd wanted to talk, 
and it looked like it might happen, but she needed to 
be careful. "So Tommy had an erection while you 
kissed?"

Mindy's eyes darted to her mother's face and she 
relaxed when she saw it wasn't a 'mad' face. "Yes, at 
least I think that's what it was."

"So you didn't... see it?"

"He wanted me to touch it. But I said no. I was 
scared."

"So you were scared. Did you feel anything else?" asked 
Cora, her curiosity aroused.

"My stomach felt funny," said Mindy. "Tommy touched my 
breasts too, and it made my stomach do flip flops. I 
was afraid I was getting sick."

"Did you feel sick?" asked Cora.

"No. It all felt good, but my stomach felt like it does 
just before I'm going to throw up and I got scared."

"Well, if it's any comfort, you're normal."

"I am?"

"Oh yes. I remember... your father touching me and it 
made me feel the same way. And I wasn't sick. You 
weren't either."

"What was it then?" asked Mindy.

"Well, for lack of a better word, you were horny," said 
Cora.

"Mom!" objected Mindy.

"Hey, it's just a word. And we're having such a nice 
talk. Isn't this OK after all?"

"Well, yeah, I guess so. But when you say 'horny' it 
makes me feel... I don't know... weird."

"OK, fair enough. What else?"

"Wait. I want to hear about you taking your top of with 
a boy. When was that?" asked Mindy.

Cora balked. "We're here to talk about what YOU've been 
doing, not me."

Mindy didn't relent. "But you said you didn't want me 
to make YOUR mistakes. So tell me why it was a mistake 
for you to take your top off. I know a boy is going to 
try to get me to do that too." She looked at her mother 
earnestly. "Please?" she begged.

Cora had to admit that there was a certain twisted 
logic to telling Mindy about... things she had done as 
a youngster. "Well... his name was David and he lived 
next door to me. We were both... I don't know, maybe 
twelve or thirteen and we'd played together for years. 
We were playing hide and seek with a bunch of kids and 
he and I were hiding in the shed so we could practice 
kissing."

Mindy's mouth went into an "o" shape as she compared 
that to what she had just confessed to. Admittedly she 
hadn't confessed EVERYTHING yet, but it was still 
exciting to hear her mother talk about doing the same 
things SHE had been doing with boys.

Cora's eyes went out of focus as she remembered. "We 
had kissed a lot before and he'd rubbed my breasts lots 
of times under my shirt. I still wasn't wearing a bra 
in those days." Her hand came up to her breast 
unconsciously and squeezed it gently. "He wanted to see 
them. So I took my shirt off and let him. And before I 
knew it he was sucking my nipples!" She shook like it 
was twenty below and her daughter stared at her.

"Wow!" sighed Mindy. "What did it feel like?" she 
asked, watching her mother's hand slide across her 
breast, squeezing.

"It felt WONDERFUL!" sighed Cora. "I wanted him to suck 
them forever." She suddenly jerked her head as she 
realized what she had said. "But he DIDN'T, Mindy, and 
you must not let a boy do that with you!"

"But why not Momma, it sounded neat."

"That's the problem," said her mother. "It WAS... neat. 
And it felt so good I let him put his hand in my pants 
and he put his finger in me and tore my hymen. I had 
blood in my underpants and my mother saw it and had a 
conniption fit! She grounded me for six MONTHS! That's 
what I'm talking about, honey. Things get carried away, 
and I don't want that to happen to you."

"So how did it ruin your life?" asked Mindy. "Other 
than being grounded I mean."

Cora started to say something and then realized she 
really didn't have anything TO say. "Well, I mean it 
didn't RUIN my life, exactly. I didn't have my hymen 
any more. I mean I couldn't give that to..." she 
started to say Roger Powers, who was the boy she had 
let into her pussy for the very first time. But she 
hadn't married Roger Powers, and she couldn't admit to 
her daughter that she'd let a boy other than her 
husband fuck her. That would be counter-productive. "I 
couldn't give my virginity to your father." she said 
finally.

"What do you mean? You were a virgin when you met Daddy 
weren't you?" asked her too intuitive daughter.

"Of course I was!" said Cora, blushing as only those 
telling bald faced lies blush. "Your father was my 
first."

"OK, so how did it ruin your life again?" asked Mindy.

"Why are you so concerned about my life being ruined?" 
asked Cora, still rattled and not realizing that Mindy 
had actually adopted the whole idea of learning from 
her mother's mistakes.

"Well..." started Mindy. Now she was looking down at 
the floor. "Um... I don't think I have my hymen any 
more either."

Cora sat there in shock. "You let a boy FUCK you?" her 
voice rose.

"NO!" shouted Mindy. "You promised, mother. You can't 
get mad... you promised."

"You DIDN'T let a boy... make love to you, then?" asked 
Cora. "But your hymen... OK. I'm calm now. What 
happened to your hymen Mindy?"

"Well, when I went to the school dance, you know, last 
month? Richard Smythe asked me to dance and while we 
were dancing - it was a slow dance - he put his hands 
on my butt and squeezed."

"And what did you do?" asked her mother.

"I didn't do anything. It felt nice. Well, what I mean 
is that while he was doing that he started kissing my 
neck. And I got all tingly and it felt good and then he 
put his hands on my butt and squeezed. Mr. Turner came 
along and made him stop, though. He kept watching too, 
so Richard couldn't do it again."

"And would you have let him do that again?" asked Cora.

"Sure. Like I said, it felt really nice. And all the 
other kids were right there, so nothing could happen, 
so I thought it was OK. Anyway, when I got home I was 
all... horny and I couldn't go to sleep and I was all 
itchy... down there and I started rubbing myself with 
the hairbrush handle... you know the one with the brown 
handle? And I sort of stuck it in me a little. And it 
hurt really bad but it felt really good too and I 
didn't want to stop... and there was some blood in my 
panties the next morning. Are you mad?"

Mindy was so relieved that some pimply faced boy hadn't 
fucked her daughter that she almost laughed. She gave 
her daughter a hug. "No, sweetie, I'm not mad. I know 
how you felt and... I hope you don't hate me for 
this... but sometimes I touch myself too."

"You do?" Mindy's voice was the one that was rising 
now.

Cora straightened her shoulders. "Yes. Your father is 
gone a lot and sometimes I get horny too. Just like you 
do dear. And so I know how you felt. Your father isn't 
here to touch me, so sometimes I have to touch myself."

"Wow!" said Mindy, trying to picture her mother doing 
that. It didn't seem quite so 'Ewww' as it might have 
in the past.

Cora went on. "But I WILL tell you that, if you let 
boys touch you in places like your butt, and your 
breasts and... down there. Well pretty soon you want to 
let them do other things too, and when you do THOSE 
things, it's very hard to stop. That's why it's best to 
do them with someone you really truly love, and not 
just anybody."

"Is that what happened with Jill and Kathy?" asked 
Mindy.

Cora thought for a moment. "I guess so, baby. If they 
talked about it before it happened, and it STILL 
happened, then I would have to guess that both girls 
loved the boy very much. I still don't understand why 
Liz would LET them get pregnant. I mean what boy would 
be willing to marry them and take care of them and 
support the children?"

It was at that precise moment that the thought gelled 
in Cora's mind that it must not have been a BOY who 
impregnated those girls. It had to be a MAN, and the 
SAME man must have made Liz pregnant too! Liz just 
would not have let them get pregnant if she didn't KNOW 
they'd be taken care of. It was a short list as to what 
men Liz was friendly enough with that she even let them 
into the house.

In fact, the only man Cora knew of who had EVER stayed 
in that house overnight was Bob.

Her mouth dropped open as she suddenly saw in her mind 
again the vision that had haunted HER dreams for weeks 
after it happened: Bob, his shorts around his ankles, 
his ENORMOUS prick half pointing at her, with that set 
of bull balls supporting it. She hadn't been able to go 
to sleep that very night, having to masturbate over and 
over before she was relaxed enough to fall asleep. And 
for nights after that she had fantasized about it... 
what it would feel like in her hand... and elsewhere.

"Oh my" she blurted, her hand squeezing her breast 
harder. Kathy had pulled his shorts down and then run 
away. Liz had gone after her. Bob had gone with her. 
They had been gone a long time, and when they came 
back, Liz had looked... happy. No... happy wasn't the 
right word. Gloriously elated... that was the right 
concept. Cora remembered thinking that they must have 
found Kathy and gotten everything resolved.

Now Cora was suddenly quite sure just how things had 
been... resolved!

She thought of that monster inside her sister and saw 
Liz's face grinning from ear to ear. Then she thought 
of that huge prick inside Kathy, spurting... making a 
baby in her. And then in Jill... poor, young Jill.

She turned to Mindy again. "You did say Jill seemed 
happy about being pregnant?"

"Uh huh." confirmed Mindy. "She said she loves the baby 
and can't wait to hold it and feed it and take care of 
it."

Cora checked her watch. It was only seven thirty. She 
picked up the phone again and dialed.

"Hi Liz?... It's me again. Can I come over? Mindy and 
I? I need to ask you a question. No, I won't pry! OK, I 
might pry, but you don't have to say anything. Come on 
Liz... OK... OK... We'll be right over."

She turned to Mindy. "I think I know who got them 
pregnant." she said to herself as she turned. She 
realized too late she'd said it to Mindy.

"Who!?" came the breathless reply.

"Later. Right now let's just go over there. I'm glad we 
had this talk." 

Again she was talking to herself, but, to her surprise, 
she got a hug from her daughter.


CHAPTER 6


Cora hummed to herself as she drove the car. She 
stopped humming abruptly when she turned the corner and 
saw Bob's truck parked out in front of Liz's house. She 
hadn't thought about the possibility that he'd be 
there. Then she laughed. If he had knocked up all three 
women he must spend a LOT of his time there.

"What's funny?" asked Mindy, sitting beside her.

"Nothing honey," said her mother. "I just thought of 
something that made me laugh."

"MOM!" said Mindy sternly. Cora turned her face to her 
daughter's frowning face.

"If we're going to have this new honesty between us 
thing, you have to be honest with me. It's not fair for 
you to demand that I tell you things if you won't share 
things with me too!"

Cora was only mildly astonished at her daughter's 
reaction. The girl was growing up, after all.

"Fair enough," she said, parking the car. "I think 
there is a possibility that your Uncle Bob is the 
father of those babies."

Mindy's shocked face and the complete silence in the 
car made Cora suddenly doubt that honesty was, in fact, 
the best policy at this juncture.

Mindy's eyes got rounder and rounder. "You mean he put 
THAT inside Jill?!"

Cora suddenly remembered that both Jill and Mindy had 
been standing right in front of Bob when Kathy had 
jerked his shorts down. She had been so engrossed in 
her own feelings about it she hadn't thought anything 
about what her daughter must have thought.

"Honey... don't get upset. And don't say anything 
either! I just have this idea. I don't have any proof 
and if I'm wrong it would be a horrible thing to accuse 
him of. So don't say ANYTHING to Jill. OK? You asked me 
why I laughed and it was because I saw Bob's truck here 
and was surprised. That's all, OK?"

"OK... I guess," said Mindy.

They got out and went to the front door. It was Liz who 
let them in, hugging them both, pressing her bulging 
belly against them shamelessly, her face happy and 
welcoming.

"You haven't been over in ages!" she said as she 
ushered them into the house.

"Well, we've been busy... I guess," said Cora lamely.

Jill took them into the living room, where Bob was 
sitting on the couch, his feet up on an ottoman. Jill 
was curled up on one side of him, and Kathy on the 
other. Both were leaning their heads against him, and 
his arms were around them as they watched a cartoon.

"Oooooo Shrek!" squealed Mindy and she immediately went 
to sit next to Jill.

Cora stared at the domestic scene before her. 
Obviously, if it really WAS Bob who had impregnated the 
girls, they didn't hate him for it. In fact they looked 
gloriously happy, sitting there doing what millions of 
people were doing all over the world - just being 
family. She watched as Jill effusively invited Mindy to 
sit with them and then lay her head lovingly back on 
her uncle's shoulder.

Liz pulled at her hand. "We can talk in the kitchen," 
she said. "Coffee?"

"No, I would never get to sleep tonight. Got any fruit 
juice?" asked Mindy, amazed that she could feel so at 
home here, considering what she was about to accuse her 
sister of having done.

They got their drinks and sat at the kitchen table. 
Cora delayed saying anything, suddenly uncomfortable. 
Finally Liz prodded her.

"What is it Cora?" she said.

"Whatever are you talking about?" Cora responded, still 
not sure how to proceed - or if she even WANTED to 
proceed.

"Come on Cora," said Liz. "You haven't been here for 
almost a year and you just show up? I mean I'm glad 
you're here, but... Why don't you just tell me what you 
want?"

Cora delayed a little longer by sipping her juice. 
"Um... I think I know who... um..." she suddenly had no 
idea how to say it. Finally she blurted "It was Bob... 
wasn't it?"

Liz looked at her coffee.

"You could have had coffee. It's decaf." Her hands came 
to her protruding abdomen and rubbed over it gently.

There was a tense silence between them. Cora was unable 
to say anything more. Liz frowned. Finally she spoke.

"What do you want Cora?"

"What do I want?" Cora wasn't sure she understood the 
question.

"You came here for something. Now you've suggested that 
Bob has done something most of society would hang him 
for. What do you want?"

Cora suddenly realized she had no plan. She had just 
reacted to her suspicions and had wanted to talk about 
it with her sister.

"I want to talk," she said.

"Talk," said Liz. "What about, Cora?"

"I don't know. You... me... the babies... just 
EVERYTHING. Liz, I'm so lonely."

Cora's face assumed a look of shock as she realized 
what she'd said. She hadn't meant to say she was 
lonely.

Liz's hands slid over the tabletop and grasped her 
little sister's. Her eyes were damp, and glistened. 
"I'd love to talk to you baby. But we have a lot at 
stake here."

Cora suddenly realized that Liz was afraid she would 
alert the authorities or something... that everything 
would come crashing down around their ears.

She squeezed her sister's hands. "Oh no Liz. I wouldn't 
TELL anybody. I just want to understand. It's so... 
so... so..."

"Strange?" prompted Liz.

Cora blushed, "Well... I guess so. Yes, that's a good 
word for how I feel. Strange."

"So IF it was Bob... and of course it WASN'T Bob... but 
if it WAS Bob, what would you do?"

"That's the strange part! I don't KNOW what I'd do. I 
mean I wouldn't go screaming to the media or anything 
like that. I think I just want to understand. I mean I 
have feelings about it. It's just so... so... so," 
again she couldn't say the word.

"Perverted?" prompted Liz.

"Yes! NO! Oh Liz I don't know WHAT it is. I don't FEEL 
like it's perverted. I mean I even think about..." She 
couldn't finish. She blushed.

"You think about Bob?" prompted Liz again.

"YES! Ever since Kathy... at the reunion... and I 
couldn't sleep..." Cora suddenly looked up at her 
sister and their eyes locked. "You went with him. Out 
to look for Kathy? You were gone a long time and when 
you came back you looked... I don't know... HAPPY! I 
mean really happy Liz."

"I love him, Cora," said Liz softly. "We ALL love him."

"ALL of you?" whined Cora.

Liz swallowed, "Yes, ALL of us."

Cora was suddenly antsy. Her pussy was hot and her 
nipples tingled. "I tried to get Todd to stay home." 
she said, for no apparent reason. "I told him I didn't 
care if he was the head of the company... I just wanted 
him home." She looked at her sister now with tears in 
her eyes. "I just want him home at night." Those tears 
began spilling down over her cheeks.

Liz got up and went to hug her sister. Cora cried 
silently for a while, her shoulders shaking as she 
sobbed. Finally she stopped. She wiped her eyes with a 
napkin that Liz handed her and then looked up, her eyes 
clear.

"What's it like?" she asked, quite calmly.

"What's WHAT like?" asked Liz, not sure.

"Oh for goodness sakes Liz, what's it like to have that 
monster inside you?" asked Cora with unusual 
directness. "It must be like a firehose when it goes 
off." she added, giggling. Then, in her head she saw a 
cartoon image of Bob, his cock ten feet long with a 
caricature of herself stuck on the end as it waved her 
in the air and white stuff came out her ears. 

Now she was laughing and couldn't control it. She 
laughed harder and harder until she was letting out 
long belly laughs and children started popping into the 
kitchen to see what was so funny. Liz waved them all 
out and grinned while Cora got control of herself, 
little by little. When she had finally settled down to 
little stretches of bursts of giggles, Liz got up.

"I'll be right back," she said. She left the room. When 
she got back, Bob was with her. He smiled at Cora and 
held out his hand.

Cora's eyes got huge and her giggles vanished. "What?!" 
she gasped. "You don't think..." her huge eyes watched 
as her hand betrayed her and reached for his. She 
jerked it back so hard it slapped her thigh painfully.

"Go with him Cora," urged Liz in a soothing voice. "It 
will be OK, I promise."

"But I can't do that!" said Cora as her body stood up 
and walked toward Bob. Her eyes went to the front of 
his sweat pants, to the lump that was plainly visible 
there. "We can't do that" she insisted as his arm 
slithered around her waist. "Bob what are you doing?!" 
as his face neared hers.

Bob kissed Cora gently, with multiple soft, short 
kisses, on the edges of her lips and on the lips 
themselves. His free hand slid up and cupped her left 
breast, hefting it as if to see how much it weighed. 
His thumb slid slowly, lovingly over the nipple that 
was making itself known even through her bra.

"Ohhhhhhh Fuck," she sighed as he let her lips loose. 
She looked at Liz, who was smiling gently, and then 
back at Bob, who kissed her once quickly again on the 
lips and squeezed her breast.

"I'm doing this under protest," she said firmly as she 
stepped out of Bob's partial embrace and grabbed his 
hand. "Can we use your bedroom Liz? she asked, pulling 
Bob who was smiling broadly.

"Sure," said Liz as they disappeared out of the 
kitchen. "Close the door please." she yelled at them. 
"And don't protest too loudly Cora." she yelled and 
grinned.

Cora did close the bedroom door and she locked it for 
good measure. She turned around firmly intending to 
tell Bob that, while she was lonely and horny and loved 
him to pieces, all she wanted was one nice quick 
orgasm, preferably with his mouth of fingers, and then 
they were done.

That's what she firmly intended.

But he had already taken his shirt and sweat pants off. 
And he was already mostly erect.

"Son of a BITCH!" cursed Cora, using the exact same 
words Liz had used the first time she had seen his 
cock. "If you hurt me with that thing I'll find a way 
to make you pay." she said and she went toward him and 
pushed him on the bed.

Like her sister, once she had made up her mind, Cora 
was a take-charge kind of woman. Bob let her push him 
down and play with him. She talked to his cock like it 
was a little boy, scolding it for making her pussy wet, 
for keeping her from sleeping and for wanting to sneak 
into her pussy. Then she climbed up on top of him and 
notched it into her pussy. 

Interestingly, she had very little trouble accepting 
his girth, sliding down around the top three quarters 
of his cock almost like she had done it before. It 
surprised both of them and she was delighted to feel 
full and stretched as never before, but with no real 
pain at all. Bob reached up and twiddled her nipples as 
she gasped and wiggled, trying to bet the rest of his 
cock into her famished pussy.

But it wouldn't go. He was just too long.

"Rub me please," she commanded. Bob dropped one hand 
down to her furry patch and slid his thumb through the 
slippery, almost oily hairs until he found her clit. 
Then he twiddled that for a while as she first moaned, 
then groaned, then cried out in ecstasy as she came 
hard.

When she began to slump Bob pulled her down and rolled 
her over, settling between her thighs.

"You ready for more?" he said, looming over her and 
prodding the end of her sheath with his long dong.

"Oh yesss," she sighed and then bucked her hips up at 
him as he gave her three more orgasms over the next 
thirty minutes. Finally he lifted his lips off one of 
her nipples and put his face right in front of hers.

"I'm ready to cum now little sister," he said, digging 
his cock into her cervix.

"Are you going to cum inside me?" asked a wide-eyed 
Cora.

"You bet I am," he said.

"You made them all pregnant," she stated as her hips 
began to thrust again.

"That's right," he said. "I know a way to get it all 
the way into you Cora. Do you want me to do that?"

She knew what that would mean. It would be a little 
like having a baby. "If you cum in me you might make me 
pregnant too Bobby." she said.

"I hope so," he said softly.

Cora felt wildness take over her body as the thought of 
letting this man, who loved her so well and so long, 
put his seed deep inside her, where there was quite 
likely an egg waiting.

"See if you can get it all the way in me," she 
whispered.

Bob changed his angle and prodded the end of her 
sheath, pushing this way, and then that, until he felt 
the tip of his cock press inward.

"I think I found it," he said, and pushed.

Cora sucked a big lungful of air as she felt pain for 
the first time since starting this process and she was 
about to tell him to stop when he sunk all the way in 
her and his pubic bone smashed her clitty.

"Awwww!" she moaned.

"Uhhhhhhh!" he groaned, and he filled her womb with 
volley after volley of cream that packed her uterus 
full and flushed up into her fallopian tubes. Her 
cervix was so tight around him that it restricted the 
flow a little, so he pulled out of her womb and hosed 
her thirsty pussy with more long streams of milky white 
sperm as Cora gave a long sigh of satisfaction and 
contentment.

Then there were more little gentle kisses, and "thank 
you's and "you're welcome's and promises were extracted 
to come to dinner at Cora's house a LOT more often. 
Finally Cora put her finger over his lips.

"I know this is going to sound strange, but I don't 
think it is a good idea if Mindy actually gets 
pregnant," she said. She just assumed that Mindy would 
find out about all this, and that, based on her recent 
questions, she would want to be included.

"OK," he said, not surprised that she had brought it 
up. "She may not want anything to happen at all," he 
said.

"Oh she wants something to happen," said Cora. "I don't 
think you have to worry about that. I just don't know 
what Todd would do if he found out we were both 
pregnant, like Liz and the girls are all pregnant."

Bob looked thoughtful for a minute. "Remember the Tech 
Bubble?" he asked.

She nodded.

"I got out before it burst," he said. "I work because 
I'm bored if I don't."

"But your house is so... normal," said Cora.

"There's nothing wrong with my house. It's a nice 
house. I like my house," he said.

"What are you saying then?" asked Cora.

"I'm saying you don't need Todd or his toilets or his 
money. Unless you just want them I mean. You don't ever 
have to worry about getting by. I have plenty to 
share."

"But I love Todd. Really I do. He's just gone all the 
time," said Cora.

"That's great," said Bob. "I'm all for it as long as 
you don't snivel and crawl because he holds money over 
your head." He kissed her nose again. "And this never 
has to happen again either if you don't want it to."

She clasped him hard. "Oh I WANT this to happen again, 
don't you think otherwise. I NEEDED this and I know 
I'll NEED it again. I just don't know what to do about 
Mindy."

"Don't do anything" said Bob simply. "If she's 
interested she'll make it known. She'll figure things 
out sooner or later and then she'll ask you about it. 
You can decide what to tell her then."

"Ironically, she and I just started that kind of 
relationship tonight!" said Cora. "And in a lot of ways 
it was all because of you! If you hadn't knocked up 
every woman in sight we never would have had the 
discussion we had, or come over here tonight. No, I 
know exactly what I'll tell her if she ever asks any 
'awkward' questions."

"Well good. Now, are you ready to go again?" He dropped 
his mouth to a nipple.

"Oh you're incorrigible," she squealed. "Unhand me you 
lout!"

But he didn't. And they DID go again. And she got even 
more of his thick potent sperm up inside her before she 
finally dragged herself up off of him. She stood on the 
floor, naked, and bent over, talking to his cock again 
as his issue dripped out of her and down her thighs. 
She praised his cock for being a "strong little cock... 
a good little cock" and for shooting so much nice warm 
stuff up inside her. She kissed it and then couldn't 
resist taking it in her mouth.

But Bob was done after two intense orgasms. He told her 
he loved it, but that she wasn't going to get anything 
out of it for a while. With a smile of regret, she 
kissed his cock, and then his lips. 

She was intensely aware of his gaze as she got dressed, 
and she made a production out of it, feeling slightly 
slutty. She bent over, showing him her butt, and then 
shook her breasts as she put her bra in place. She 
pressed her hand to her panty-covered crotch and 
commented that she must have gained three pounds in 
"liquid weight" as it came away wet. She finished 
getting dressed, and then made him get up and get 
dressed and they left the bedroom, hand in hand.


CHAPTER 7


When Cora and Bob sauntered into the living room 
everyone was watching a movie. Liz was lounging in a 
recliner and her two daughters were lying around too, 
Kathy on a beanbag chair and Jill on the couch. Mindy 
sat on the couch too, with Jill's feet in her lap. 
Everyone looked up when the two adults entered the 
room.

Jill looked pointedly at Kathy. "I told you so!" she 
smirked.

Kathy just shook her head and rubbed her belly. The 
baby was beginning to move around and it felt strange.

Liz spoke up. "Mind your tongue young lady," she 
chided, facing Jill.

Mindy had just stared at her mother. Now she spoke. 
"Did you really Mother?"

"Did I what?" asked Cora, trying to act normal.

"Did you have sex with Uncle Bob?"

Cora spluttered, "W-why in the world would you think 
that?"

Mindy's gaze didn't falter. "Jill said that's what you 
guys were probably doing. Aunt Liz got mad at her."

Liz frowned, "Jill, you HAVE to learn to watch that 
mouth of yours. You think you're being cute, but 
sometimes it's not funny."

"Well, did you?" insisted Mindy, looking at her mother.

Cora had known this would happen sooner or later, but 
she thought she'd have some time to plan for it. She 
turned around and looked at Bob.

Bob stepped forward and got on one knee in front of 
Mindy.

"How would you feel about it if we HAD done that?" he 
asked his niece.

"I'm not sure," she answered. "Did you?"

"Lets say, for the sake of argument, that I not only 
had sex with your mother, but I bought your house too 
and now you are going to have to move. How would you 
feel about it now?"

"I DON'T WANT TO MOVE!" said Mindy standing up. "I LIKE 
OUR HOUSE!"

"What about the other?" asked Bob.

"Do you love my mother?" asked Mindy.

"Yes I do," answered Bob immediately.

"And do you love Aunt Liz and Kathy and Jill too?" 
asked the precocious teen.

"Yes I do, very much."

Her green eyes bored into his brown ones. "And what 
about me Uncle Bob? Do you love me too?"

He didn't hesitate. "Yes I do," he said.

Mindy turned to her mother. "Are you pregnant?"

Cora was so unprepared for this question that she 
blurted, "I don't think so!" Her eyes went wide and she 
slapped her head with one open hand.

Mindy bored in like a lawyer after an incriminating 
statement. "So you DID have sex with him, didn't you 
Mother?"

"WHY DO YOU HAVE TO KNOW?" cried Cora, sitting down, 
her eyes filling with tears.

Mindy went over to her and sat on her lap, hugging her. 
"Don't cry Mom, it's OK. I know Daddy's been cheating 
on you and I don't blame you for cheating back."

The only sound in the room was suddenly an ogre singing 
a song on TV.

Cora had stopped crying suddenly, like a faucet that's 
been turned off. "What do you mean cheating?"

Mindy wiped her mother's cheek. "Come ON Mom, every 
time he comes home his clothes smell like perfume, and 
it's not YOUR perfume. You can't tell me you didn't 
notice that."

"I didn't," protested Cora. "I really didn't!"

"Mom, do you love Uncle Bob?"

Again Cora was so unprepared she just answered. "Yes, 
of course!"

"OK. As long as you love him and he loves you then I 
guess I don't mind if he makes a little sister for me." 
Mindy kissed her astonished mother on the forehead and 
stood up. She went to stand in front of her uncle. "We 
learned in school that it's the man's chromosomes that 
determines the sex of the baby. I want a sister, not a 
brother. And we're NOT moving!"

Then to everyone's astonishment she went back to the 
couch and sat down, lifting Jill's feet up and sitting 
down under them again.

She looked over at her mother again. "And Mom, I think 
maybe I should be allowed to go out on some dates. Can 
we discuss that when we get home?"

Cora just nodded.

The ride home was even more interesting than the ride 
to Liz's had been. Now both Cora and Mindy KNEW who the 
father of all those babies were. AND, they both knew 
that the same monster prick that had made those babies 
had recently been busy inside Cora, possibly making 
another one.

But Mindy's primary focus was on the idea of being 
allowed to date. There was long discussion about what 
she was and was NOT allowed to do on these dates and, 
while there wasn't full agreement between them on the 
rules, Mindy accepted her mother's restrictions on what 
was OK and not.

And Mindy DID start going places with boys. And when a 
boy asked her what she wanted to do, she was very 
forthcoming about it. She wanted to go bowling. She 
wanted to go roller skating. She wanted to watch this 
or that movie. She wanted to go to this or that store 
at the Mall and hang out. What she DIDN'T do was agree 
to go parking, or "to my house... my parents aren't 
there".

That's not to say she didn't experiment. She did that 
with abandon too. She loved kissing and pressing her 
young body against a hard male one. And she didn't mind 
when a boy slid his hand to her teen breasts and 
squeezed them. But when they wanted to do more than 
that she put her foot down, telling them quite plainly 
that, if they wanted another date, they had to play by 
HER rules. She loved the feeling of being in control.

It was nine on a Friday night when Bob's doorbell rang. 
He'd been working on a scale model of a New England 
fishing trawler and put the hull down. When he opened 
the door Mindy was standing there alone.

"Mindy!" he smiled. "To what do I owe this honor?"

"Oh, I was in the neighborhood and thought I'd drop in 
and see you," she said.

"Right," he said, holding the door open so she could 
come in. "I'll just call your mom and let her know 
you're here."

"OK, OK, I was on a date with Tommy Robbins and I made 
him bring me here," she said, looking grumpy.

"And why in the world did you do that?" asked her 
Uncle. "Are you OK?"

"Yes, Tommy's no real problem. He's horny all the time, 
but I can handle him."

"Oh really?" said Bob, picking up the phone. "Still, 
your mother needs to know where you are. And that 
you're not still with Tommy." he added.

"OK," sighed Mindy. She wandered around, looking at 
pictures on the wall, and the knick knacks Bob had 
amassed over the years. She picked up a pair of 
handcuffs and peered at them, looking at her Uncle and 
then back to the cuffs.

Cora answered after two rings. "Hi sweets, it's me" 
said Bob. "Mindy had her date drop her off here. I 
think we're going to talk for a while and then I'll 
bring her home. Hmmmm? Sure, I'll get her."

He held out the phone to Mindy who rolled her eyes and 
took it, putting down the handcuffs.

"Hello? Hi Mom. No, it was OK. He just wanted to do 
some stuff I didn't want to do so I told him to bring 
me here. What? No, I don't think so. Wait a minute." 
She turned to Bob and said "We're not going to have sex 
are we?"

Bob swallowed and then made his voice steady. "I doubt 
it very much sweetie. Is that why you came here?"

Mindy shook her head. "I'm not sure. I just wanted to 
talk... to a man."

Bob took the phone back. "Cora I think we're just going 
to talk for a while. I'll call you if things change, 
OK? OK, just relax. I'll call you later. You still 
coming over tomorrow? Good. I'll see you then. Bye."

Bob hung up and turned to his niece. "So, you want to 
tell me what's going on?"

"Why do you have handcuffs?" asked Mindy, picking them 
up again.

"I have a friend who's a detective and I helped him 
catch a criminal. He gave those to me as a joke 
afterwards. Now, you want to tell me what's going on?" 
he repeated.

"Tommy wanted me to... do things," she said, as if that 
explained everything.

"What kind of things?" asked Bob.

"Touch him," she said. Then she flopped down in a 
chair. "He wanted me to give him a blow job."

"What do you know about blow jobs?" asked her uncle.

"I know enough to know that I don't want Tommy Robbins' 
penis in my mouth," said the girl who Bob had thought 
was a lot more innocent than she apparently was.

"So you've had somebody's penis in your mouth before?" 
asked Bob, his own organ beginning to respond to the 
idea of her sweet lips around a hard prick.

"No," she said, as if she were saying she hadn't bought 
those new shoes she had her eye on yet, but it wouldn't 
be long. "But I know how to do it. My friend Marjorie 
told me all about it."

"Oh, I see," said Bob, stifling a smile.

"Why do boys always want a blow job anyway?" asked 
Mindy.

Bob sat down on the couch and crossed one leg over the 
other. "Well, I guess because it feels so good. We men 
are sort of wired that way. All men like to have a 
woman play with their... uh penis." He opted for the 
clinically correct word.

"Has my mom ever given you a blow job?" asked the girl.

"Well, sweetheart, that's something you should ask your 
mother. It really isn't nice for a man to talk about 
what he and a woman do without her permission."

"Well, whatever you two do, my mother loves it. I've 
never seen her so happy since she started having sex 
with you," Mindy said pragmatically.

"And you're still OK with that?" asked Bob.

"Yes. Daddy stays gone longer and longer. I love him, 
but I don't like him very much. I've been wanting a 
sister forever, and I don't think he even tries any 
more when he comes home."

"I'm sorry to hear that pumpkin," said Bob. He meant it 
too.

"It's OK. Mom keeps taking her temperature every day 
and staring at the calendar. I think I'm going to get a 
sister before too long." She was quiet for a while. 
Then she looked up. "What's it like?"

"I'm not sure I understand what you're asking," said 
Bob.

"Sex. Nobody will tell me what it's like. Well nobody I 
believe anyway. Jill still won't talk to me. Aunt Liz 
said Jill would be grounded until her baby graduates 
from High School if she said anything to me. I don't 
think that's fair. We're the same age."

"Having sex and getting pregnant is a big decision and 
Jill is very young." Mindy started to say something and 
Bob held up his hand to stop her. "I know that up until 
seventy-five or eighty years ago lots of girls used to 
start families at her age, but this is a different 
world. I just don't think they want you to do something 
you might be sorry you did later on. And there's your 
mother to think about."

Mindy blushed. "Mom says I can do what I want, as long 
as I don't get pregnant. She says I can't get pregnant 
until after I'm fifteen. I think she was kind of 
desperate when she said that. I mean she was trying to 
get me to wait a little while at least. I think she 
figures since Jill and Kathy... and Aunt Liz and maybe 
even her are pregnant, that I'll want to get pregnant 
too."

Bob was solemn. "And are you thinking about wanting to 
get pregnant?"

Mindy looked up. "Not exactly. I'd really like to see 
what it's like to TRY to get pregnant, but I don't 
really care if I get pregnant or not. I mean I'll be 
happy either way I think. It kind of depends on who the 
guy is.

"I see," he said in his deep voice. "And when will you 
be fifteen?"

"You know it's tomorrow," she said frowning, but 
blushing again.

Bob's prick jumped in his shorts. "And did that have 
anything to do with you telling Tommy to bring you 
here?"

"No, not really. I just got to thinking about how IF I 
was going to give somebody a blow job, it would have to 
be somebody I liked a lot and wouldn't mind having his 
penis in my mouth. And I couldn't think of anybody like 
that. And then I remembered at the family reunion, when 
Kathy pulled your shorts down. And I saw your penis."

"And what made you remember that?" asked Bob.

"Well, Tommy pushed his against me when we were 
kissing."

"OK," said Bob.

"And it didn't feel like there was hardly anything 
there," said Mindy.

"Oh," said Bob.

"Could I see yours again?" Mindy blurted. She blushed 
and wouldn't look at him.

"Would you be willing to wait until your mother gets 
here?" asked Bob. "To see it, I mean?"

"You mean look at it while Mom's here? In the room?" 
asked the teen.

"Yes," said Bob. "I mean we told her we weren't going 
to have sex. I don't lie to your mother.

"But we aren't going to have sex!" said Mindy. "I just 
want to look at it."

"Yeah, well, those things have a way of going farther 
than you think they're going to go," said Bob. "I 
thought you and your Mom had this new closer 
relationship."

"We do! Honest. And I like it a lot. But wouldn't it be 
weird for us both to be here when you... you know... 
show it to me?"

"No," said Bob simply. "But your mother might. What do 
you say you call her and ask her about that? We said 
we'd call if things changed. See what she thinks. 
That's what she's there for, after all."

Mindy seemed to relax, and smiled. "Yeah, I guess 
you're right. OK."

This time it was Mindy who called her mother. "Hi, it's 
me again. Yeah, well, I sort of changed my mind and I 
asked Uncle Bob if he'll let me look at his penis, but 
he won't do it unless you're here too." 

Mindy had a way of cutting to the chase. She was very 
direct. 

"Mom? Are you there?" she asked the phone. "Yes," she 
said. Then she rolled her eyes again. "So you'll come 
over? OK Good. See you soon. I love you. Bye."

She put the phone down. "I think she's upset. She said 
to wait until she gets here."

"OK good," said Bob. "That's why I thought it would be 
good to call her."

When Cora's car came to a stop in Bob's driveway her 
hands were trembling. She took a breath and went to the 
door, opening it and stepping inside. She heard the TV 
on in the living room and peeked in there. Bob and 
Mindy were sitting on the couch. Mindy was curled up 
next to him and his arm was around her. They were fully 
clothed. 

"Hi!" she called out, stepping back. She closed the 
front door and walked into the living room. No one had 
moved. They really were just sitting there, watching 
TV.

"Hi Mom," said Mindy.

"Hi sweetie," said Bob.

"So what's up?" asked Cora.

Mindy looked half over her shoulder. "I wanna give 
Uncle Bob a blow job, but he won't let me unless you're 
here." Mindy had always been embarrassingly direct.

"Hey!" said Bob. "You didn't say that at all! You said 
you wanted to SEE it again."

Mindy looked up at her uncle. "Adults are so dumb!" she 
grumbled. "Why did you think I was talking to you about 
blow jobs?"

Cora had to sit down. "You were talking to Bob about 
blow jobs?"

"I just told him that Tommy tried to get me to give him 
a blow job, but I didn't want to because the only penis 
I want in my mouth is the penis of a man I like." Again 
she looked pointedly at Bob.

"And then you said you wanted to see my penis again," 
said Bob with understanding dawning.

"And you said Mom had to be here," said Mindy.

"Why?" asked Cora. "I mean, why would you want me to be 
here when... well, when you... Oh this is too strange." 
sighed Cora and she sat down.

"I just thought things were getting to the point where 
they might um... well get out of hand," said Bob.

"SEE!" said Cora to her daughter. "I TOLD you that 
things get out of hand when you start doing things with 
boys."

"But I didn't DO anything with Tommy!" said an 
indignant Mindy. "I just wanted to do them with Uncle 
Bob."

Cora thought about the last time SHE had put her mouth 
on her brother's rod. It had been absolutely the most 
fun thing she'd done in a long time. She'd offered to 
suck Todd, but he said that was slutty, and that he 
could never kiss her again if she did it. And making 
love to Bob's mammoth prick with her mouth had been 
like having an extra large ice cream cone, except that 
it didn't melt. She thought about Mindy's sweet lips 
wrapped around the same penis and suddenly, from 
nowhere, she got... wet.

"OK, but no sex, right?" she said to both of them. "I 
mean intercourse..." she blushed, realizing that a blow 
job was... most definitely... sex.

"Absolutely," said Mindy.

"And no complaining if it gets... messy," said Cora.

"Messy?" asked Mindy.

"Girl, you have NO idea," said her mother.

Bob didn't make a big deal about it. He simply stood up 
and took off his shirt, and then his pants, and then 
his underwear. He stood, his prick hanging halfway to 
his knee.

Mindy stared for a long time and then leaned forward. 
Her nose was only two or three inches from the thing 
that so fascinated her. Her hand came up and she saw 
that the thing was five or six times the size of her 
thumb. She touched it with two fingers and marveled at 
the softness and suppleness of the skin. There wasn't 
anything anywhere on her body that was like that skin.

"You're not circumcised," she commented.

"That's right," said Bob. "That hood of skin covers the 
head. When it goes into a woman that skin slides 
backwards and stretches."

Mindy put her hand around it, holding it lightly. "It 
feels warm," she said.

"It has a lot of blood vessels in it and they're close 
to the surface," he informed her.

"Just looking at it makes my panties wet," said Mindy.

"Me too," said Cora, before she could stop herself.

"Have you done this Mom?" asked the girl.

"Yes," said Cora, blushing.

Mindy tightened her grip and pushed her hand toward the 
nest of hair that this amazing thing sprang from. The 
foreskin slicked back, exposing the large purplish head 
with it's little snake eye. It began to stiffen in her 
hand. As she watched it lengthened and got even 
thicker.

"It's getting hard," said the girl, breathing faster 
and more deeply. She glanced up at her mother. "Will 
you help me do it right?"

"You're doing just fine sweetheart," said her mother. 
If you run into trouble I'll help.

Mindy leaned forward and kissed the bulbous head. She 
rubbed her lips along the tight smooth skin of the 
glans and then stuck just the tip of her tongue out and 
licked it. 

"It feels so smooth," she sighed. 

She began kissing the head, and then the shaft below 
the head with multiple small kisses, her lips getting 
softer with each kiss until she was mushing her lips 
all around the almost hard prick.

Now she could put both hands around it and she did so. 
Still the head stuck out from her hands. She opened her 
mouth wide and slid her lips over the glans. It was so 
large that her jaws hurt. She felt the circumference 
get smaller as she got all of the glans in her mouth 
and she clamped her lips down on that neck. She gave an 
experimental suck.

Suddenly she felt throbbing in the long, firm thing in 
her hands. It was a measured beat and she suddenly 
realized it was his pulse. She pulled her mouth off of 
his cock to give her jaws a rest.

"It's hard," she said, meaning it was hard to get her 
mouth around it.

"It has to be hard to penetrate a woman," said Bob, 
misunderstanding.

"I mean it's hard work," Mindy corrected.

"I can make you feel good while you do it... if you 
want," said Bob.

"How?" asked Mindy.

"I can do the same thing to you, while you do it to 
me."

Mindy felt a rush of pussy juice dampen her panties. 
"I'm all wet down there," she said.

"That's why I like doing that. I like the taste."

Mindy slid her mouth back onto his cock and then pulled 
it off, tasting. "You don't have a taste" she said. She 
did it again. "Not really."

"I will later... when I cum," he said. He reached 
forward and began undoing buttons and clasps and belts 
and slowly stripped his niece. He commented to her 
about how beautiful she was as she blushed and wiggled 
with delight, looking at her mother from time to time.

Cora smiled softly, understanding that, even though 
Mindy was young, she was being treated to something a 
lot of women never received... patience, and a slow 
simmer of her feelings. Cora knew that Bob would get 
her so turned on she'd do anything. That's when Cora 
thought she might be able to help her daughter.

Bob began kissing and licking Mindy's body. He cupped 
her butt and suckled each pink nipple gently as she 
oohed and aahed. He could smell her arousal. Then he 
took her to the bed and put her on top of him, in the 
classic sixty-nine position and started licking her 
pussy.

Mindy felt so wonderful that she just stared at the 
massive prick in her hand for a while. What he was 
doing felt so good she could hardly stand it. She'd had 
orgasms on her fingers before, and she knew she was 
going to have one soon, on his tongue. She held on to 
the big prick in front of her face as she began to 
wiggle her hips, getting closer and closer.

"Uhhhhhhh," she moaned, licking her lips.

Cora stepped forward. "Stroke it up and down, baby" she 
ordered. Mindy's hand began to slide up and down on the 
beautiful phallus in her hand. She found if she held on 
tighter that the foreskin would peel down, uncovering 
the head. She liked doing that and put her mouth on the 
tip while she did it. As his foreskin came up and 
covered the head, it was almost like a pair of lips, 
kissing hers. About then Bob nibbled her clit and she 
tumbled into an orgasm.

"Oooohhhwwwahhhhhhhhh," she keened as the thrills shot 
through her. She sat up, mashing her pussy down on his 
devouring mouth and he stuck his tongue up inside her. 
Her pussy gushed juice and he sucked and lapped at it, 
swallowing. In the afterglow of such a wonderful 
orgasm, Mindy looked at the big cock and then opened 
her mouth wide. She leaned forward and took as much 
into her mouth as she could get, almost gagging as it 
dug into her soft palate. She sucked, like his prick 
was a straw, and jacked on the rest of his cock with 
her right hand. Suddenly she DID taste something. It 
was a little salty, or maybe musky. She backed off and 
looked to see a big clear drop of something oozing out 
of the tip of his cock. With just the tip of her tongue 
she scooped it off and tasted it.

"You DO have a taste," she said, satisfied. "I like 
it," she went on.

"I hope so, because there's going to be a lot more," he 
groaned.

"Sweetheart, he cums a LOT!" warned her mother.

"OK," said the teen, fascinated by what was happening.

She leaned back down and got four inches in her mouth. 
Instinctively she knew to speed up her hand as she 
jacked him off. A long low growl came from his throat 
and he sucked her clit again as she was surprised by a 
mouthful of cum that blasted into her throat, choking 
her. 

She pulled her mouth off his spurting cock and, as she 
managed to swallow what was in her mouth, got a shot 
right in her face. She sat up straighter and his spunk 
squirted a long line at the base of her throat and on 
one breast. By then she'd tasted him fully and her 
mouth shot back down and captured the next two spurts 
of his cream. She swallowed greedily as she ground her 
pussy on his chin and felt another orgasm rushing 
toward her.

"MMMMMPHFFFFFF!" she managed as she swallowed and came 
at the same time.

As she came back down to earth, Mindy was surprised to 
find that the thing in her hand was still firm, though 
not quite as stiff as it had been earlier.

"It's still hard," she said, drooling cum and wiping it 
with her hand. "You made a mess Uncle Bob!" She rotated 
off of his face and sat, her hands lifted so she 
wouldn't get his wetness on everything she touched.

Cora stepped forward, naked. She had disrobed as she 
saw her daughter's mouth bulge with the cum that was 
being pumped into it.

"That's because he's not finished yet, darling," she 
said to the daughter. "That's one of the things you 
have to remember about men. Sometimes some of them 
aren't finished when you're ready for them to be 
finished. Scoot over, dear."

Mindy started licking her hands and arms and then 
scooping up the cum on her face and chest and eating 
that too as she moved to let her mother climb on top of 
her uncle. Bob reached down and held his gargantuan rod 
upright as Cora lowered her pussy onto it and sank 
gratefully down, leaning forward when he hit bottom.

"Ohhh I love that," she moaned as she was filled to 
capacity.

"Doesn't it hurt?" asked Mindy.

"Oh no honey, it feels wonderful," said Cora as she 
began to move on it, getting it deep and then shallow. 
She dropped one breast within reach and Bob sucked the 
nipple, making noises of appreciation.

He let it pop out and said, "You're gonna get a cuntful 
Cora, if you keep that up."

"You really shouldn't Bob. I know I'm fertile right 
now," moaned Cora.

Mindy's happy voice spoke up. "Don't listen to her 
Uncle Bob. She wants you to make her pregnant. I've 
seen her getting ready for it."

"You want to be like Liz and the girls?" said Bob, 
thrusting upward.

"No... I don't know... Oh fuck yessss," moaned Cora as 
she worked her pussy on his dangerous prick.

"Lean forward a little," grunted Bob. He grasped her 
hips and she knew what he was going to do. With a 
little sob she worked until she felt that special pain 
and then pushed down on him as his cock slid all the 
way into her body. "Right there!" he groaned, and she 
felt the wet heat that meant he was fertilizing her. 
"What are you going to tell Todd?" he asked as he 
squirted her womb full of his baby makers.

"I'm going to tell him he should have stayed 
hommmmmmmmmmmmmme," Cora moaned as she came on his 
spurting prick.

"You guys look so HOT!" moaned Mindy. "I just can't 
WAIT to do that." she squealed. "Ohhh Uncle BOB!"

As she felt one more massive jet of sperm enter her 
body Cora looked over and saw that Bob's middle finger 
was buried in Mindy's virgin pussy. As she leaned back 
on her heels, her legs open wide, Bob was sliding that 
finger in and out of here spasming pussy in time with 
his spurts, and Mindy was loving it. With a sigh Cora 
realized her ploy to fuck Bob so Mindy couldn't... had 
backfired.

Later, while Mindy took a shower to get cleaned up, Bob 
and Cora sat at the kitchen table, drinking coffee.

"You know she's going to try to get you to fuck her," 
said Cora.

"I know," he said, looking into his cup. "How do you 
feel about that?"

"I don't know Bob. This is all too new and strange. 
It's crazy to let her get knocked up at only fifteen. 
But the cat is out of the bag and I know she'll get a 
prick in her pussy somewhere... and soon," said the 
girl's mother.

Just then a naked Mindy came strolling into the 
kitchen, drying her hair with a big fluffy towel. "What 
are you guys talking about?" she asked.

"You, actually," said Bob.

"About fucking me?" she asked in her direct way.

"Well, yes, actually," said Bob.

"I want to do it really bad, but not until I'm 
sixteen," said Mindy, blowing them both away.

"That's fascinating," said Bob.

"I don't want Daddy making trouble," said the girl.

"Go on," said Cora.

"Well, he's going to be really pissed off when he finds 
out you're pregnant, right? And if I was pregnant too 
he'd call the cops or Social Services or something and 
pitch a fit, right? But if it's just Mom, maybe he'll 
get over it and not divorce her or anything. I mean all 
you have to do is remind him that he's been screwing 
around on you too, right? Then, next year, after all 
the babies are born and I've learned how to take care 
of them and Daddy's all defused and stuff... then I can 
get Uncle Bob to give me MY baby."

She said it so matter-of-factly that it left both 
adults slack jawed.

"And what about between now and then?" asked Cora, 
fascinated to hear the reply. She was quite convinced 
now that she hadn't spent NEARLY enough time with her 
daughter.

"I like what we just did. That makes me feel good and 
warm and happy. And seeing him inside you makes me a 
little worried that I couldn't do that anyway. Maybe in 
a year I'll be able to."

***

Good to her word, Mindy became expert at extracting 
sperm from Bob with her mouth and she rode his finger 
gleefully, jerking herself around on it like she was 
trying to stretch things for later. Over the next year, 
as Liz, Jill and Kathy had their babies, Mindy spent 
more and more time at their house, acting as 
babysitter, or just around the house helper to give 
them a little break from what was obviously a difficult 
situation. Three tiny babies in the house at the same 
time was a challenge for anyone. It was almost as if 
triplets had been born.

Bob spent a lot of time there too. He also had a 
prominent role in raising the babies, and in home-
schooling the girls, who decided that going to public 
schools as teenaged mothers didn't appeal to them.

Cora's belly bulged during that year too, and there was 
a new baby at the Randall house. Todd DID try to make 
trouble but Cora convinced him that he was in no 
position to call names, and suggested that, if he spent 
more time at home, she wouldn't have time to get 
knocked up by "a stranger". 

She told him she had a weak moment at a bar after work 
one night, and that she was never going to enter that 
bar again. And so, when his secretary tried to 
blackmail him by threatening to tell Cora that he'd 
been fucking her on the side... he introduced his 
pregnant wife to the woman and that solved that 
problem. He had to get a new secretary, but then, his 
wife wouldn't leave him alone. He had forgotten how 
horny she was when she was pregnant.

And every week or so Mindy would visit her Uncle Bob to 
suck him dry as he lay back on the couch, or in the 
bed. She learned how to talk while she was blowing him, 
talking about how she couldn't wait to feel his sperm 
getting into her womb, and other things that brought 
him to such orgasms that he WAS finished when she was 
done. And, as she smacked her lips when she was done, 
she'd remind him that it was only so long until her 
sixteenth birthday.

So Bob wasn't surprised when Liz called him one night 
several months later and said she was throwing a 
surprise party for Mindy for her birthday. Nor was he 
surprised when he got there, and found that he was the 
present for her surprise party. They had fixed up one 
bedroom with colored lights and candles and soft music, 
and when Mindy saw her uncle laid out on the bed naked, 
with a hard-on, she squealed, "Ooooo that's EXACTLY 
what I wanted for my birthday!"

For half an hour she tried to work her pussy down 
around his cock, and there were several times when she 
said she was going to quit. Finally, at one point, Bob 
suggested they take a break and she sucked him until he 
was close to cumming. Then he laid her down and sealed 
the tip of his cock in her stretched pussy lips and, 
with a few expert jerks, he brought himself off and 
shot her full of slippery spunk. Then he bored in, 
using that as lubrication and forcing it through her 
cervix and into her receptive and fertile womb.

Oh how she squealed and moaned and cried... 

But that was because he took it out to give her a 
break.

END

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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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