Valentine's Day With Uncle

- by Alvo Torelli, Valentine's Day, 2019

(Mg, Dg, MF, DF, inc, best, con)

(Author's Note: This story, and its twisted ending, were inspired by letters from two people. Thank you jimjones and thank you Danika!)

Hearing a noise coming from the front door, Jolina looked up from her glossy Bravo Girl in surprise. Her large blue eyes flared above her petite nose and her hand gripped at the thick fur at Kaiser's neck, where his huge head rested in her lap as if he were a tiny lap dog instead of a hundred and ten pound behemoth of a Leonberger. She heard a key turning in the lock, but her confusion was overwhelmed by the sudden and rather frantic struggles of the huge dog as he hurriedly twisted to get down off of the sofa. Sudden understanding was followed by a pang of guilty panic - for Jolina knew just as well as the big dog did that Kaiser was forbidden from the furniture. And she was the one who had encouraged him to climb up with her and snuggle. It must be Uncle at the door. She was going to be in so much trouble!

But it couldn't be Uncle, Uncle wasn't due back for hours and hours. Uncle was surely just starting to enjoy his special Valentine's Day date! He should be settling into a cozy restaurant with Clara, the mysterious Clara who Jolina longed to meet, the beautiful long-legged blonde Clara who'd captured Uncle's heart, whose name still brought the strangest feeling to Jolina's chest and a tight, adorable wrinkle to her brow. Jolina's brow wrinkled now, as she heard the door opening. Something wasn't right. But Kaiser wasn't barking, so how could it be anyone but Uncle?

What could have happened to Uncle's well-planned, romantic Valentine's Day? He should be looking across a secluded candle-lit table at his pretty blonde girlfriend, trying to screw up his nerve to push the little velvet box across the table to her, biting his lip in anticipation of her reaction to the ring - the engagement ring with the twining gold and silver bands and the glittering heart-shaped red stone. Such a beautiful ring; such a symbol of true love! Jolina had imagined the scene so many times, the endearing way Uncle would stammer with nerves, the way his eyes would moisten as he looked at her, the way his hands would tremble as he fumbled to put the ring on her finger. It would be so romantic! It would be everything Jolina imagined a proposal should be.

A pang of longing tightened Jolina's lovely throat. She would give anything to have someone do something special for her on Valentine's Day. Oh gosh - imagine a real date! A first kiss. But no, her mama said she was too young for boys. She didn't feel too young! She was eleven now, barely, but still... Oh! There was no use dreaming about boys and rings and first kisses - Mama would never let her have anything to do with boys. Instead of a Valentine's date with a perfectly nice boy, Mama had sent her over her to babysit big, silly old Kaiser. But she didn't mind, Kaiser got so lonely, the big dope. And Mama said Uncle might not even come home - if his special engagement date went well. Uncle didn't even know she was here with Kaiser.

But wait. Who was really at the door? An unexpected stab of fear flared the preteen's pretty blue eyes.

Kaiser darted across the room, disappearing into the foyer to great his master's unexpected return, for the big dog couldn't be wrong about such a thing. And yes, before Jolina could finish rising from the sofa, it was indeed Uncle who stepped into the living room with Kaiser at his heels.

Jolina gasped at the sight of Uncle. The man was devastated. Tears streaked his handsome face. The near-blonde hair he'd coiffed so carefully for his date was now a mess and even as she saw him he ran his fingers through the messy locks like a man in torment. He was on the verge of collapse. Jolina flew across the room to her uncle and threw her arms around him, looking up, up, up into his anguished face.

Uncle collapsed into an oversized armchair. He pulled his pretty blonde niece into his lap and buried his face into the side of her neck, weeping like an injured child.

Despite her tender years - barely eleven - Jolina knew that something truly dreadful had befallen her beloved uncle. Her heart nearly burst for him and she pulled him tighter. A shove at her legs told her that Kaiser, too, was concerned for Uncle. The big dog nuzzled Uncle's leg, shoving Jolina even farther into the man's lap. But Jolina didn't mind, nor did she mind the tight embrace of her handsome uncle, even if it was sudden and unexpected and the closest she'd ever been to him - closer even than the time she'd fallen asleep next to him when he was looking after her, when she'd woken in his bed with him snoring next her and his hand carelessly spread across her panty-clad ass where her nightshirt had ridden up around her waist. Jolina's heart tried to skip a beat as she remembered the feel of Uncle's big paw on her curvaceous butt - the same hand that was clutching her ass now, holding her tight, as Uncle sobbed into the front of Jolina's throat.

Oh what could possibly have brought Uncle so low?

Uncle shuddered and gave out a long, horrible sob, clutching his little niece even closer.

"It's okay, it's okay," Jolina whispered to Uncle. Her fingers gently stroked his back and her other hand worked the back of his neck where the short, sharp blonde hairs betrayed the three weeks since his last haircut. Jolina liked it when Uncle's hair was a little bit longer, a little bit shaggier, occasionally falling over his eyes. Then he looked like one of the teen guitar players in her magazines - a little older, of course, but still... Oh my - he smelled so good! "It's okay, it's okay," she whispered.

"Oh god, Jo-jo,..." Uncle managed to croak out, then sobbed again.

"It's okay, Uncle," Jolina crooned, "tell me what happened. I'll make it better! Oh please, don't be so sad. Tell me what happened."

"She, she..." Uncle stammered. "Another..., oh god, I can't..." He had to let go of Jolina with one hand to wipe his nose on his sleeve. Another wracking gasp of despair and his arm was around her again, his hand at the back of her neck, twined with her her gorgeous long honey-blonde hair. His face pressed against Jolina's, cheek to cheek, and he whispered into her ear. "Oh god, Jo-jo,... There was,... there was another man, there, with her."

Another man! Jolina's mind reeled. Her heart must surely have stopped for a moment. She was speechless. She felt a hot tear from Uncle burn her face and she felt her own eyes burning.

“It... it was terrible,” Uncle managed to whisper.

Jolina heard Uncle’s words begin to flow out as he clutched at her small form. "... there on her bed, with him and that, that beast..." The slight stubble on his cheek rasped Jolina's perfect, smooth skin - a sensation so intimate, so new. So frightening. His primal smell washed over her, triggering foreign, confusing feelings. “...naked and beautiful... disgusting... for them....” He was so close, filling her mind with things she'd never felt before. "... laughing and moaning, on her knees...” Jolina could barely understand the words pouring forth from Uncle as she struggled with her own confusing and roiling feelings. But his next words caught her whole attention.

“She had her lips wrapped around it! And she didn’t even care, she didn’t care that I saw her - the heartless slut! - I saw her sucking his long dick and letting that dog, that ugly beast... she betrayed us!... And then she saw me - and she laughed, she laughed in my face before she slipped her lips back around his hard cock and... Oh god! Jo, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said such things in front of you! Oh god. I'm a monster!”

Had Jolina really heard what she thought she had heard? It couldn't be true - it couldn't. She looked into Uncle's eyes and realized he was holding her by the shoulders now, staring at her with a horrified look layered atop his fierce grief. Oh god, no, she couldn't be the source of making Uncle even more unhappy! She couldn't. "No, no, Uncle!" Jolina said. "You're not! It's fine, I'm not shocked, I'm... I'm... I'm old enough - I understand - you're just upset - I just want to make you feel better..." When had she put her slender hands on the side of his face? Why was he pulling her closer? "Uncle?..."

Jolina's head tilted to the side of its own accord. Her fingers slid back into Uncle's thick dark hair without asking her permission. Her lips defied her and parted despite the scream of panic inside her head. Her first kiss! On Valentine's Day - like a dream, a wonderful romantic dream. Lips locked together, soft and hard at the same time. Tongues - oh god, tongues? Yes. Harder. A strong, large hand twined into the hair at the back of her neck. Another hand caressing her little ass as Uncle's tongue caressed Jolina's lips. Hard, soft, I can't breathe, I can't think. Oh kiss me Uncle, kiss me. Kiss me forever...

"No Jo, no, we mustn't," Uncle rasped out, pulling Jolina's face away from his to stare into her gorgeous, glistening blue eyes. Her amazing, long blonde hair cascaded down around her shoulders irresistibly. "I'm sorry, Jo-jo, I'm so..."

Jolina blanched with shock at Uncle. Had they really just kissed? How had she come to be straddling his lap? Why did she have such strange, electric feelings coursing through her, especially down there, between her legs? God, she could feel how wet she was. But then the terrible look on Uncle's face broke through Jolina's shock again. Oh look! He was so miserable. His girlfriend... What a terrible thing... She had to help Uncle! But how could she? She had to make him forget, take his mind off...

"I'm sorry Jo, I'm so..." Uncle stammered; he stopped.

Jolina threw her arms around Uncle's neck as he pulled her tight against his chest and kissed the beautiful child again. There was no holding back, nothing tentative. She put her soul into the kiss and she felt the eagerness of the way he kissed her back, a hot driving energy she'd never experienced in another person before. Desire.

The pretty preteen felt something else - Uncle's hand on her ass again. But not on the soft wool of her skirt, no; Uncle's hand was caressing her skin, under her skirt. Jolina gasped into their kiss, and she tensed. Uncle seemed to wait, to pause - but when the child gently took his upper lip between her teeth and pressed herself harder against his body he slid his hand down over her bare thigh and then back up along the perfect smooth, trembling skin. Jolina gasped again, but never stopped kissing Uncle when she felt his fingers slide inside the leg of her thin panties. The sensation of his rough hand on her silky skin, so intimate and so near to her sex, sent electric pulses up into Jolina's chest. The tips of two fingers lightly brushed across her hairless, puffy mons and Jolina nearly fainted.

Uncle broke off their passionate kiss, but he still held Jolina tight. He scratched her cheek with his stubble again and caressed her perfect ass as he whispered into her ear. "Oh Jo, my Jo, help me! Help me, please. She was so much to me. She was my world, my goddess - only she would do... those things. Please, help me, there's no one in the world who could help me but you. You're so beautiful, so warm. Please Jo, you can save me - only you! You're even more beautiful than her."

Part of Jolina's heart broke for her Uncle, part of it swelled with joy to hear her Uncle call her beautiful. But her joy was driven asunder with a new emotion - so dominate and so frightening - uncertainty. What were 'those things?' "Oh god, Uncle, Uncle," she whispered. "Please, oh god, I... I... I don't know how."

In that sweet moment Jolina is so attractive, so stunning and irresistible - so vulnerable. Uncle is almost unable to hold on to the appearance of grief he's worked so hard to master. He clutches the child to his chest to hide his face, to regain his control. It only takes a moment to regain his control, to put the grief of a devastated cuckold back on his handsome face.

"Of course you don't know how, baby," Uncle said, pushing Jolina back on his lap, to hold her at arm's-length. "Forgive me, please, I forget you're so young - you seem so much older to me. God you're beautiful. So much... so much like... But even more beautiful than her." Uncle paused, biting his lip as he stared at the lovely child. "Oh god, Jo, please... touch me, just touch me, that's all I ask. Don't be afraid, just touch me and it will all be better."

Jolina's eyes widened. What did Uncle mean? Touch him where? But she didn’t have to wonder for long. He scooted her back until she straddled his knees, then guided her slender little hand - down, down. The bulge in Uncle’s slacks was hard and warm, terrifying. Jolina pressed her palm against it. She was suddenly certain that it was much bigger than she’d imagined. Uncle moaned and Jolina knew what she had to do.

Jolina slid back off of Uncle’s lap, intent on kneeling in front of him. But Uncle’s huge dog, Kaiser, was just behind her, lying on Uncle’s feet and staying as close to his two favorite people as he could get. Jolina gasped in surprise and the dog reared to its feet, nearly toppling her to the floor. She’d been so drawn in to kissing Uncle she’d forgotten the dog was even there.

Despite the dog, Jolina landed between Uncle’s knees, kneeling. His legs opened wide and he slouched deeper into the big armchair. She was still so close to him, but this was different, more frightening. The moment had almost been broken, but Uncle needed her so badly. Jolina reached for his belt buckle with trembling hands and took ahold of the leather. Jolina wasn’t sure she could do this. But she had to try, she had to help Uncle.

But she didn’t. Instead, the small girl was crushed sideways into Uncle's right knee as the huge Leonberger thrust his way past her to bring his head and shoulders up into Uncle’s lap. The dog whined like a puppy. The big dog didn’t like being left out - and his two favorite people had been awfully engaged with one another. With the little girl down on the floor he saw his chance and forced himself into the mix.

“Kaiser, oh!” Jolina cried out. “Ow!” The dog’s giant paw pressed down on her arms trapping her.

“Kaiser!” Uncle snapped, half crushed under the big dog. But then his eyes softened and he caressed the big dog’s furry neck. “Oh, Jolina, look. He wants to help.” Uncle leaned in and the dog slobbered Uncle's cheek with his big tongue. "Such a good boy!" Uncle cooed.

"Uncle, Uncle! He's crushing... oh! OH!" Jolina's cries earned her her own huge slobbery kiss from the big dog. Her arms were pinned down and she couldn't push him away as he laved across her face, tonguing her mouth so much more forcefully than Uncle had. She swept her head from side to side, but it was no use. The dog was going to kiss her and that was all there was to it. And then she heard Uncle laughing. It was humiliating, but his laughter was contagious. It was so good to hear him laugh! The dog swiped at her mouth again and Jolina couldn't help but giggle.

The two of them laughed and laughed until Uncle finally pulled the big dog back and told him to get down. With a harrumph, Kaiser padded around in a tight circle, then dropped heavily to the floor, still pressed hard against the side of Uncle's leg.

As Jolina's giggles faded she looked down to see that she was still holding Uncle's open belt in her small hands; she was still kneeling in the embrace of his legs. She bit her lip and looked up to his face where she still found all of the grief, all of the longing, all of the need. Then his warm hand covered hers and he led it to his zipper. She took a deep, gasping breath and pulled down the zipper.

"Here, baby," Uncle said and guided Jolina's slender hand into the top of his boxers.

Coarse hair. Hot flesh. Throbbing. Oh god. Jolina heard a moan as her fingers stroked down deeper into his boxers, caressing the warm, rounded flesh. She explored deeper, her whole hand disappearing and her fingers widening to take the measure of Uncle's cock. How could it go so deep? God, it couldn't be this big! Where was the end of it? There, there, oh, it jerked under her touch. She could barely get her hand around it. What was she supposed...

"Yes, baby, yes. Oh god, Jo, bring it out, you can do, I'll help. You're so... so... your hand is so warm, so soft. Oh let it out, baby."

Uncle lifted his ass and hitched his thumbs into his pants and boxers. Jolina struggled with the big pole of hot flesh, terrified of breaking it. The boxers lowered and she carefully twisted. Uncle moaned again. Then all at once it was out, a massive hard pole with veins and bumps and a single eye, starring into Jolina’s soul.

“Oh Jesus, yes, touch me baby! Save me, Jo. Help me.” The desperate grief and longing in Uncle’s voice broke Jolina’s heart.

It took both of Jolina’s hands to encompass Uncle’s cock. Her mind reeled at the idea of a man putting this monster inside a girl. Thank god she didn’t have to do that! She could never. She only had to touch Uncle, that’s all he’d asked. She could fix his terrible grief if she just touched him. But how? She was so uncertain! She would do it wrong and everything would be worse.

“Oh, Jo-jo, you have no idea. So good,” Uncle moaned. Then he gently placed one big hand on top of the two tiny hands that tentatively surrounded his cock. He guided her hands down to the base of his cock, then back again to the very tip. Jolina got the idea, but she was still tentative, still afraid. She concentrated on the scary, big cock as she stroked it up and down. “Jesus, baby! So good.”

Jolina hardly noticed when Uncle’s fingers twined into her long golden hair. Her whole world was filled with the act of stroking Uncle’s frightening cock. She started to understand the way it would jerk and twitch when she touched it certain ways. And Uncle’s moans told her that it was a good thing, a wonderful thing. But then Uncle moaned something else, something much more frightening.

“Oh god, Jo-jo, baby, I need more. You have to help me, baby. More. You’re the only one who can help. Please, Jo, more!”

More? What more could Jolina do to help Uncle? She was already touching him, like he asked. But then she felt him controlling her head, by the fingers twined into her hair. He pulled her face closer to his cock! No! No! He couldn't want her to do that. He couldn't.

"Please! Jo. You have to get her out of my head. I can't stand it. Show me I'm not alone - I'm not going to die from this broken heart. Please, baby... lick it, kiss it, help me!"

The pang in Uncle's words was too great. It shook Jolina to her core. She had to help him! His cock was right there, in front of her, practically touching her full lips. But no, she couldn't! But oh, Uncle was hurting so terribly. She was so confused and frightened. She wanted to scream. She closed her eyes tight, like a little child would - if she couldn't see it, maybe it didn't exist. But Uncle's moans of torment cut through her.

Jolina's tongue lashed out almost of its own accord. She licked Uncle's cock like a lollipop, from the middle all the way up and over the frightening eye at the tip. Her whole body was trembling but she didn't pull away, she didn't fight his grip. Again she licked the length of the underside of the throbbing pole of flesh. It danced with wild excitement and Uncle moaned incoherently. Her eyes popped open and she struggled to see up to Uncle's handsome face - to see if he still felt the terrible grief. He certainly felt something, but it wasn't grief. She licked him again, and again, with more energy and less terror. She was helping him! Little eleven-year-old Jolina was taking away Uncle's terrible grief and pain. And all she had to do was stroke and lick his huge cock.

But Uncle had other ideas. Uncle had other needs. And Uncle had a firm grip in Jolina's hair.

Compelled by Uncle's strength, Jolina's lips stretched wide and slipped over the end of his thick cock. Her mouth filled with his warmth. He bobbed her head up and down, pressing the cock to the back of her throat, but not deep enough to make her gag. Instinctively, yet terrified she would do it wrong, Jolina sucked at the huge dick. She swirled her tongue around the tip and then wiggled it down the underside as Uncle forced the cock into her mouth again and again.

But wait, Uncle wasn't forcing her. Jolina was doing it herself. She bobbed her head up and down on the cock, stroking it with her little hands. It was covered with her spittle and it throbbed and bucked in her hands and in her mouth. Suddenly Jolina's whole world was Uncle's cock and the strange, insistent tingling between her legs. Why did her panties feel wet? But she was doing this for Uncle, to help him, to make him forget that nasty Clara. Why did Uncle want to be with Clara when he could be with Jolina? Wasn't Jolina just as pretty, just as warm? Wasn't Jolina...

What!? What was that? Oh, it frightened her, but she had to keep sucking at Uncle's dick. She had to... OH! There it was again, cold and wet against her neck, then rough and warm and wet. Again, a rough caress along the side of her throat, up behind her ear, even as she bobbed her head again and again.

"Yes boy, good boy!" Uncle said between his moans of pleasure. "Oh god, yes, yes, she's doing such a good job. Yes, you can help. Tell her she's doing a good... ohhh, god!"

And now Jolina understood. Kaiser wanted to be a part of Uncle’s healing. He wanted to help, and to understand what his two favorite people were doing. He was such a sweet, cuddly monster and his tongue tickled! She twisted her neck away from his probing, losing the purchase of her small mouth on Uncle’s cock. She squealed when Kaiser rasped across the back of her neck. And then Jolina rasped the length of Uncle’s cock again, giggling around her tongue and twisting wildly under the dogs wet nuzzling.

“Enough! Kaiser, down,” Uncle commanded.

Jolina heard the dog harrumph, but he stopped licking her neck, freeing her to eagerly slide Uncle’s fat dick back into her mouth. She was rewarded with a loud, appreciative moan from Uncle. Then she felt the huge dog lean against her back, pinning her to Uncle. But she didn’t care. Something had come over the little girl. She was going to make everything better for Uncle! She had to. And she could tell something was about to happen, something scary but wonderful. Uncle was so excited. He gripped her hair again, tighter than ever, and moaned each time she slid her lips up along his cock, sucking hard and swirling her tongue.

“Jo-jo, baby, how can you know how ... oh god, now, now it’s coming. Oh god!”

Warm oily cum flooded Jolina's mouth and coated ever surface - her teeth, her gums, her tongue. Startled and terrified she tried to pull back, but Uncle held her tight. Another burst of the fluid arrived and already she was gagging on it. It tickled the back of her throat and dripped from the roof of her mouth. And still there was more, then more again.

Suddenly Uncle's hands were on either side of Jolina's gorgeous young face and his cock was gone as he loomed above her. "Show me, baby, go on, show me," he commanded. But despite his excitement, Jolina still heard a crack of grief in Uncle's voice. She couldn't allow that. She had to save him. Jolina opened her mouth to show Uncle the mass of cum, pooled on and around her tongue. "Oh jesus, yes, baby. Swallow it, baby. You can do it, just swallow it all."

How could he still look so filled with grief after what she'd done for him? Wasn't she enough for him? She'd tried so hard! But this was... this was too... No, she had to try. Jolina swallowed the nasty thick cum down her throat. It coated every surface with its cloying, mild flavor, but she swallowed every drop and showed Uncle her empty mouth. But was it enough?

Uncle is stunned. This has gone farther than he ever thought possible - even though his fantasies have taken him to much greater extremes. His heart is practically bursting out of his chest. But he has to hold on to the story, keep the grief available. Maybe, just maybe, he can take the next step, deepen his connection to the beautiful little girl even more.

Uncle pulls Jolina back into his lap, holding her gently, like the little child she is, but also holding her intimately, like the woman she is close to becoming. He kisses her.

Jolina was still in shock, but she snuggled into Uncle’s lap and turned her big blue eyes up to him, almost fearful of what she would find. Did she disappoint him? Disgust him? Did she help him forget the awful Clara? Oh, why was he staring so intently into her face?

“Jo. My Jo,” Uncle whispered. “My perfect girl. Stay with me, Jo.” His sadness tore at Jolina’s heart again - but it was a different sadness, tempered, resigned. “It should always have been you, Jo.”

“What?” Jolina gasped, confused.

Uncle didn’t answer, he just kissed Jolina lightly as he fumbled for the pocket of his now-rumpled jacket. His long arm snaked around her thin body and grasped her left hand, holding it steady as Jolina began to tremble.

No, no, this couldn’t be happening! Uncle had the little velvet box in his hand. He opened it! The beautiful, beautiful ring - the perfect red heart-shaped stope and the twisting gold and silver band. No! Jolina had dreamed about this ring. She’d fantasized, like a silly little girl having a tea party, imagining him putting this ring on her finger! It couldn’t be. She’d secretly taken the ring from his dresser drawer to look at it, touch it. But she’d been too nervous to ever put it on.

“Jolina, my sweet Jo, it should always have been you.” Uncle whispered in a voice that couldn’t hide his fear. “Will you be my Valentine, sweet Jolina?” he whispered as he slid the amazing, romantic ring onto her ring finger. “Will you be mine, forever?” His voice wavered with heart wrenching angst.

Oh god! Uncle wanted her. She had to say yes! He’d been betrayed by that terrible woman. His heart couldn’t stand another - he’d go crazy. But Jolina was so scared. She trembled in his strong arms. So much had happened, and so quickly. Look at his face! Look at the way he looks at you... And look at the ring! It fits her tiny finger perfectly, like it was made for her.

“Yes, Uncle, yes! I want to be your Valentine. I want to be yours forever,” the small, beautiful blonde girl whispered back.

With no warning, the huge dog intruded into the intimacy of their moment, pushing his massive head between them with an obvious harrumph of annoyance at being left out. He put a huge paw into Jolina's lap, insisting on his share of the attention.

The moment was broken, but Jolina was too swept up in her emotions to care. The big sweet dog just brought a smile to her face. "Look, Kaiser," she said, "look at my beautiful Valentine's ring. OH!" she gasped when the dog answered her by sluicing the side of her face. Then she giggled and soon Uncle was giggling with her.

Satisfied that he hadn't been forgotten, the big dog dropped back down and circled the chair before thumping to the floor.

Jolina smiled down at Kaiser, then turned back to Uncle, to find that he was no longer laughing. And, she realized at once, neither was she.

"Please, Jo, I need to touch you. I need to know you're really here - that I didn't just dream you as a way to drive her out of my head. Please, my darling Valentine, please let me touch you."

Oh god, Uncle wanted to touch her. Somehow, despite her innocence, Jolina knew what that meant. No! Touching is wrong. But... She’d touched him - and more. What could it hurt to let him touch her? Biting her lip, and summoning all of her courage, Jolina slid to the floor and stood in front of Uncle. Slowly, carefully she pulled her loose blouse up over her head, revealing her tiny, budding breasts. Jolina wanted to cover her young body with her hands, so afraid that Uncle would find her wanting, that he would be repulsed by her lack of real breasts. But she saw the fire in his eyes as he looked at her and the fire warmed her - it almost burned her sensitive skin.

The next few seconds were nearly comical as Jolina rushed to remove her skirt and her scant panties while Uncle desperately struggled to remove his jacket, shirt and pants. But it was no more than a few seconds before Jolina threw herself back into Uncle's eager arms. Naked but for her new ring.

Uncle pulled the child's small, blushing frame into his lap. Maybe she understood a little better now his need for the feel of skin on skin. Maybe the excitement was carrying her away. She settled into his lap, like she’d done so many times, from such a young age - after her father left, after the divorce, when Anna was just a baby. She faced away from Uncle, her long thin legs spreading around his knees. But she’d never trembled like this when she sat in his lap before, when they watched television or read a book. She was so aware of his cock, hidden behind her, still shrunken and not so scary now, but still there. She was so aware of her vulnerable nudity. But he just wanted to touch her, he needed to touch her. Only Jolina could make him better and that made her heart swell. And her little cunny tingled like mad.

The little girl gasped when one of Uncle’s palms cupped her left breast just as the other hand cupped her hairless, puffy mons. A finger and thumb lightly pinched her nipple - two fingers spread her forbidden little hills of flesh apart and a third finger dipped into her inflamed, wet cunt. Jolina’s arched her back, driving her thin shoulder blades harder against Uncle’s bare chest. It was an instinctual motion, an attempt at escape, but it only served to push her harder against his hand, sending his digit deeper inside of her. And it only served to inflame Uncle’s desire for the gorgeous preteen. Still, she couldn't help it.

But Uncle was patient, considerate, unhurried. He worked Jolina's tiny nipple carefully. He kneaded the small mound of breast tenderly, sensing the building tension in the child. But most of all he took his time with Jolina's inexperienced, sensitive pussy - letting the feelings build slowly, inexorably towards a climax he hoped would be wild, explosive, but most importantly - life changing.

"Oh god, Jo, my Jo," Uncle crooned into Jolina's ear as he worked her body ever higher. "You're the only one who could have gotten her out of my mind. You're so beautiful, so warm, so perfect. Don't be afraid, baby. I just need to touch you - to feel you near me. Jolina, my Jolina. You're so perfect. You're the only one." On and on Uncle whispered into the little girl's psyche as his hands and fingers told her the same compelling story.

And every ounce of Uncle's patience, care and guile was rewarded. Jolina's trembling and writhing grew stronger and faster, approaching a breaking point. Soon enough, Uncle had taken his little Jo-jo past the point of no return.

Jolina tried and tried, but it was no use. She couldn’t stop the terrible, teeth-clenched moan that betrayed how much Uncle affected her with his strong hands and clever fingers. “Nnnnnnnnnn!” Her tiny breasts heaved and her small nipples wanted to burst from her chest. Her little cunny clutched at Uncle’s finger, no, fingers, as he explored places that she never thought would be touched. He’d said he needed to touch her, just touch her - but this, what was this, this was so much more than she thought. This was torture! This was heaven! Could torture and heaven really be the same?

The preteen couldn’t possibly understand the feelings that Uncle's expert attentions were having on her. She'd barely heard the word orgasm - and it wasn’t something she thought could be real, that could happen to her. She thought it was a fairytale out of her glossy magazines. But she could feel that her trembling was getting worse and worse, that the muscles in her nether region were straining for something, that she couldn't stop the way she twisted, that her nipples were on fire and that she was already gasping for breath. With her back arched again, she twisted her head and buried her nose in Uncle's neck, clamping her eyes shut in passionate terror.

And then Jolina felt Uncle's rough, rough fingers circling and circling her clit as he pinned her arms to her side and pinched both of her nipples in the most wonderful-terrible way. "Nnnnnnnnnnn!" she moaned into Uncle's throat as orgasm swept away her rational mind. Her senses overloaded - the smell of Uncle's body, the perfect pain in her nipples, the strain in every muscle and the horrible, irresistible electric tingling in her innocent pussy as the rough, wet lashing pressed through her tender lips and swept across her spasming clitoris - it was all too much for such a sweet, young child. Like burning a circuit into a circuit board with acid - the overwhelming sensation of ultimate pleasure burned into Jolina's brain, marking her and forever tethering her to the source of her ecstasy, setting her life on a new, terrifying, wonderful path. "Nnnnnnnnn!"

But despite the overwhelming new climax, some part of the little girl's brain knew that something was terribly, terribly wrong.

Uncle held his precious Jo-jo tight, pinning her elbows to her sides and crossing his arms over her front to grasp her amazing, tiny breasts. She writhed and bucked with her first massive climax. He looked down to where her legs parted around his lap, opening her extraordinary little cunny for Kaiser's huge tongue. The massive dog pressed in close and laved her sensitive skin again and again, expertly feeding the little girl's orgasm.

Jolina's eyes snapped open and she screamed at the sight of what her mind already knew - that Uncle didn't have enough hands to do what she felt, that his hands weren't rough or wet - the dog was licking her pussy! Instinctively, she arched her back and strained against Uncle's binding embrace as her mind reeled. But in truth she knew she was fighting that hard. The amazing feelings coursing outwards from her little cunny were too overwhelming, too wonderful. Her scream of anguish faded away into a constant moaning keen of terrible pleasure.

And still Jolina twisted and turned in Uncle's arms. As the torment of her orgasm went on and on, driven by the big dog's tongue, a new sensation alarmed Jolina. She felt Uncle's hard cock behind her. It slotted into the cleft between her buttocks and she couldn't stop herself from tilting her hips back hard against him to grind against it. When she heard Uncle moan with desire in her ear something primitive clicked in her mind. She knew what was going to happen, and she was terrified to her core - but she didn't want to stop it. She wanted it all - Uncle, Kaiser's long tongue, everything.

"Oh god, oh god, Uncle! Please, please! Ohhhh!"

It took almost nothing for Uncle to grasp the preteen beauty by her hips and lift her slightly. The well-trained dog sat back, leaving off his oral attack of her tasty young pussy long enough for his master to get the child into the proper position. Sliding one hand around, Uncle could suddenly grind his throbbing cock between Jolina's swollen nether lips, flooded with the combination of her orgasmic juices and the dog's spittle.

"Oh god, Uncle, please. I'm so scared. I'm so... OH! UNCLE! OH! OHHHH! PLEASE!"

Uncle pressed the tip of his angry, impatient cock into the tight pussy. He shifted her position. He pushed inside. She was so ready - out of control with a lust she didn't understand. She was ready to give herself completely to him and he was more then ready to take her.

"AGGGGHHHHH!" Jolina screamed as Uncle burst her hymen and plunged to the hilt into her small body. He filled her completely, impossibly. His cock forced its way through her incredibly tight tunnel, stretching more than she thought was possible, over and over again. He fucked her with a desperation born from years of waiting, years of longing, years of promises. The circuits that had burned into Jolina's brain when the dog was licking her surged with a second, massive flood of energy, solidifying them for all time, enthralling her forever to the needs of her Uncle and his huge mongrel, her sweet, sweet Kaiser.

And Kaiser didn't wait any longer than he had to. The child's pussy was so delicate, so tasty. He leaned back in and swirled his huge tongue around her dainty clit even as his master fucked her fast and hard. Her screams of increased torment and pleasure were more than enough reward, but the taste of her was even better.

Jolina's body could barely handle the intensity of being fucked and licked at the same time. She jerked about like a puppet, held in place only by Uncle's tight embrace. The man was even tormenting her little nipples - unrelenting in his drive to give make her first time more than she could take, to break her soul and tie her to his every desire.

On and on Uncle fucked the preteen in his lap as his well-trained dog rasped his tongue all around her nether regions. She was so tight! She was so beautiful and the intensity of her reactions, her whimpers, her wild thrashing was so erotic. He strained and strained, but eventually there was no holding back his physical lust.

Uncle came inside Jolina's young body. He defiled her womb with his seed, not knowing if she might or might not be fertile, not caring. There was only Jolina, his Jo, his sweet baby and her amazing, tight cunt, gobbling hungrily at his throbbing cock. Jet after jet of his hot seed erupted deep inside of her as he moaned and panted and listened to the child moan and pant just as wildly.

But now, quickly, while his precious girl was still high from her never-ending orgasm, before she could get her wits about her - it was time to complete her introduction to her new life with Uncle, her new destiny. Uncle lifted her hips. He let his slowly wilting cock slip out of her with a audible squelch and then he gave the low, fast whistle.

Jolina was so far gone she could barely understand what was happening to her. The loss of Uncle's pounding cock sent the strangest sense of disappointment and longing through her thrashing body. But immediately she felt the weight of the dog pressing her back into Uncle's chest. She felt the silky roughness of his fur on her bare chest. She screamed when the dog's long, rough tongue swiped across one of her throbbing, hard nipples. Why was Kaiser on top of her, climbing up into the big chair with her and Uncle again, grabbing her around the waist? What was....

"Aaaaggghhhh!"

Jolina's young cunt was filled, again. It was filled with the huge dog's massive red cock. Even bigger than Uncle, and swelling rapidly, Kaiser plunged his long, thick cock in and out of the little girl-bitch's well-lubricated pussy at an ungodly pace. There was no escape from the beast's rapid onslaught. Even as he fucked her, Jolina could feel his cock swelling, larger and larger, getting thicker at the tip as it battered it's way deep inside of her. She felt her eyes rolling back in her head. The intensity was simply too much for her young mind.

This was not what Jolina had imagined Valentine's day would bring, not even in her fantasies.

The dog's massive cock swelled three-fourths of the way to its base, ballooning outwards to form a knot the size of Uncle's large fist. It swelled inside of Jolina, deep enough to lock the cock into her pussy. The last thing the little girl felt was the thin, hot dog cum that flooded her womb, mixing with Uncle's issue and marking her, forever, as the property of Kaiser and his master.

Mercifully, Jolina passed out, still held tight in Uncle's lap, still tied to the huge beast, in the embrace of her two Valentine's lovers.

Uncle looked down on the sleeping child in his bed, still the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. It was getting late, but it was still Valentine's day. He wanted to touch her again, to kiss her, hold her tight. But he let her sleep. A bit longer. Besides, it was almost time.... He turned when he heard the front door opening.

Striding back into the living room, wearing nothing but a pair of dark slacks, Uncle took the woman he found there into his arms and kissed her passionately. Her long blonde hair, a bit lighter than his own, was a near match to Jolina's. And it felt the same as Jolina's as he twined his fingers into the luxuriant tresses.

"Was it everything you hoped for?" Uncle asked the woman when they finally broke apart, still embracing.

The woman glanced across to the mantle, where one of the cameras was hidden. Then she looked back into Uncle's eyes. "Everything, Brother, everything," she said and then she kissed him again. "I've waited so long. It was so wonderful. So wonderful." Another deep kiss and a desperate embrace left the woman nearly breathless. "But please, Brother, please. I'm so desperate."

"For the mother of my dearest, my new love, my joy - anything," Uncle crooned even as he was working to open the front of the woman's long, flowing dress.

Naked and visibly shaking, Jolina's mother dropped into the same chair where her eleven-year old daughter had so recently become a woman, and more. Uncle dropped between her knees and his tongue quickly worked his sister's cunt into a froth as she writhed in the chair, so much like her little daughter had writhed in his lap. And soon enough, Kaiser was there as well, leaning his weight against his master's shoulder, impatient for his turn with the pretty blonde woman he knew so well.

"Oh god, oh god, I can't wait any longer!" Jolina's mother cried out. "Please, god, now, now, I can't wait."

More than happy to oblige his sister, Uncle stood and helped her to her feet. They raced to the door of his bedroom with the dog close at their heels. Just inside the room, the woman clutched at Uncle and kissed him desperately, one more time, before she whispered. "Please, please, I can't wait! I'm so horny, so desperate."

Uncle kissed his sister again, then whispered "Happy Valentine's day my love. And thank you so much for my lovely, lovely Valentine's gift. We're going to be so happy together."

They kissed one last time, and then Jolina's mother dropped to the floor on all fours, quivering with anticipation.

Jolina woke groggily as a weight pressed her down into the soft mattress. She returned the soft kiss she felt, and understood that Uncle was there with her, in his bed. In his bed! Oh god, he touched her, again. He rolled onto his back, pulling her astride his body - his naked body. Again? Really? Oh god, yes, yes, Uncle!

Behind Jolina, desperately trying to be as quiet as possible, the blonde woman on the floor let the huge dog wrap his forelegs around her waist. She reached down to help him find the right spot, but she wanted to wait, she wanted to feel the big cock enter her just as her brother entered the gorgeous little girl up on the bed.

This would be the moment, the final piece that would connect little Jo to her uncle and his big dog for the rest of time. And then the woman would finally have peace, knowing that her precious little daughter would always be safe and cared for and loved - loved so completely. And she could watch - always she could watch.

Uncle thrust up into Jolina's tight pussy, sliding deep inside of her in an instant. Looking past the gorgeous child, he saw Jolina's mother take the huge dog's excited cock. Together, Uncle and his wonderful dog fucked the mother and the daughter, knowing that forever they would have them, love them and cherish them.

It was the best Valentine's Day of all time.

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