CHAPTER 6
UNCLE BUC & TIM

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CHAPTER 6
UNCLE BUC & TIM

Heather reluctantly began to open up to Greg. She opened up once to Jack and the result was disastrous. Appalled and outraged, he called her a whore and slapped her. The slaps became more frequent as his disgust festered like an open sore, growing daily to overwhelming proportions.

The story began to unfold. "When I was growing up in Franklin," she began. "My mother's sister, Aunt Tizzy lived a few blocks from my parents with Uncle JB and my cousin Tim. Uncle Buc, he really wasn't my uncle, he was Uncle JB's youngest brother. He lived in a garage apartment behind Aunt Tizzy's house."

Heather's parents had planned on taking a cruise for years and when they had enough money and a really great, last minute deal became available, they took off for a two week Mediterranean cruise. It was during the school year and Heather stayed with Aunt Tizzy and Uncle JB. Her parents left on a Monday morning to catch a flight to New York and then to Paris, and then from Paris to Naples to catch their cruise ship.

Both Aunt Tizzy and Uncle JB were at work and after school Heather stopped at a friend's for a half hour or so before going to Aunt Tizzy's house. Tim who was fifteen, two years older than Heather, wasn't expecting anyone to walk in on him. Heather found him lying in the middle of the living room floor stark naked, surrounded by Playboy foldouts, cranking his wang.

Startled he jumped up. "Oh shit! Heather!" He turned bright red, embarrassed at being caught in the act. His clothes were nowhere near as he had left them in his bedroom.

Heather looked at him and his jutting penis and began to giggle. She had never seen a man-boy naked before, and his dick, red from self-pleasure, was an object of immediate curiosity. She knew exactly what he was doing. Her friend Sue had told her about seeing her own little brother whipping his willy. At Sue's suggestion and guidance, Heather had also recently discovered the pleasures of auto stimulation, so she very well knew why he was doing it.

"Why Cousin Tim," she mocked in her best southern maid accent, "what on earth are you doing?"

"Oh shit, Heather, don't tell Mom or Dad," he pleaded.

"Tell them what? I'm not sure what you are doing," she said with false innocence.

"Oh Christ, don't tell. Please, don't tell," he begged.

Tim discomfort and embarrassment was great fun for his cousin. "You have to tell me what it is that I'm not supposed to tell."

Humiliated, Tim just wanted to die. "Aw shit Heather! You know."

"Know what Tim?" she teased unmercifully. "Tell me what were you doing?"

"Shit! I was beating off!" he blurted.

Heather's eyes were riveted to the mystery of his deflating penis. "Beating off? I don't know how to do that. How do you beat off?"

"Uh, uh, girls don't do it, boys do."

She wickedly smiled at him, "Who said girls don't do it."

Tim realized that she was playing with him and that she really wasn't mortified at his behavior. "Uh, I, I've got to get my clothes on."

"No, you still haven't shown me what it is I'm not supposed to tell about."

"You want me to..."

"Show me and maybe... I'll show you."

It took a minute for it to sink in. At the realization of what his pretty cousin was proposing, the embarrassment and humiliation drained away as blood surged back into his dick. Grinning, Tim lay back down on the floor. He stroked his now semi-flaccid peter and got it to full erection. Heather was fascinated at how it seemed to inflate like a balloon.

Stroking his hardened member, he watched intently as she seductively began unbuttoning her blouse, discarding it on the floor before removing her bra. He lustfully stared at the rounded mounds of her tits, all the while furiously jacking off. The pupils of Tim's eyes dilated wide as her bra fell away towards the floor. She had already lost the girlish figure of pre-pubescence and was developing the soft curves of a woman. To young Tim, the sight of real, bare breasts was overwhelming exciting.

Heather watched in awe as his facial expression changed to a grimace just as a thick white substance shot from his dick and splashed onto his stomach. Her pussy tingled from the forbidden excitement.

As Tim dick grew soft again, he said panting, "Okay Cuz, let me see how you do it."

She unbuttoned and unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor with her other garments. She walked over to the ottoman, swaying her hips suggestively, dressed only in her pink panties. She slipped the panties off her hips and down to her ankles and gracefully stepped out of them. Smiling sweetly at Tim, she sat on the edge of the ottoman. Resting her head on the chair behind as she lay back, she lewdly spread her legs to give Tim a good view of her genitals.

Tim moved closer in between her legs. He had never seen a naked girl before in the flesh, much less a girl's pussy. Her pussy was covered in curly blonde hair that only partially obscured the darker red color of her vulva. She put her fingers to her pussy lips, finding that she was very wet from her excitement, and then she spread her lips revealing the soft pink inner flesh of her pussy. After giving Tim a good look inside, she moved her finger up her slippery snatch to the hard bud of her clitoris and she began masturbating, just like Sue had shown her.

What she was doing was so naughty and exciting that it only took her about two minutes to reach orgasm. She seductively squirmed on the ottoman as the wonderful sensation of sexual climax filled her senses. She lay panting on the ottoman, eyes closed when she felt his outstretched fingertip come into contact with the hot, slippery sluice of her cunt Her hand automatically grabbed his hand and pushed it away as she sat up, drawing her knees together, protecting herself.

He looked at her lustfully, his breathing hard. Hoarsely he said, "I won't tell if you won't."

"What time does Aunt Tizzy get home?"

The question brought him back to reality. He glanced at clock. "Shit! She could be home in ten minutes."

"Better put up your Playboys."

Robbed by the lack of time, he dejectedly agreed. "Yeah, we better get dressed."

Several times throughout the evening she caught Tim staring at her, mentally undressing her. She liked the attention. Even though they pretty much grew up together, there was a two-year age difference, a chasm of time when you are children. He had never paid any attention to her before; she was always just a little girl to him. Her ideas of play didn't interest him in the least. Now suddenly he was interested, very interested.

That night as she lay in bed with the lights out, listening to the crickets and tree frogs singing, she thought about her sexual encounter with Tim. It was so exciting that she repeatedly masturbated throughout the night, wishing he would come in the night and finger her clit for her. She wondered what his dick felt like. How could it be soft and floppy one moment and rigid like it had a bone in it the next?

As for Tim, he too laid in bed thinking of sex and his cousin. As he jacked off he thought of Heather naked, his hands touching her bare skin in forbidden places. He wanted to sneak into her room and feel her up, but it was much too dangerous with his mom and dad in the next room.

After school the next day, Tim sought her out to walk home with her, something he'd not done since they were still at the same grade school. "Come on Cuz," he said, "Let's go home and play."

"Gee Tim, I promised Sue I'd go over to her house and study for our math test tomorrow."

"Can't it wait?"

"No, the test is tomorrow." Teasingly she said, "Since when did you want to play with girls?"

He looked her straight in eye, "Ever since yesterday."

"Why Tim, I think you have dishonorable intentions."

"Until yesterday, I didn't realize how beautiful you are."

"Until yesterday, I didn't realize what a dirty, nasty boy you are."

Tim looked away exasperated. "Damn it Heather, don't tease me like this."

"Watch your language cousin, there are ladies present. Oh look, there's Sue! Wait right here a moment." She left him standing alone to confer with her best friend, returning to him shortly.

"Okay Tim. Sue and I will study after supper tonight." His eyes lit up and his cock stirred. "Can you come over to Sue's tonight and walk me home? I'm afraid to walk home alone in the dark."

"Sure Cuz," he said in hoarse whisper as a rush of adrenaline surged through his body. "I, I'll come get you."

They started towards home. He wanted to walk fast; she walked slowly. "Come on Heather, let's go," he pleaded. "Mom will be home at five." She just smiled and let him agonize over the relentless clock.

As soon as they were in the house and the door was closed and locked he put his hands to her tits and stroked them as they stood in the foyer. She didn't resist. The feel of his hands on her breast felt wonderful.

While he unbuttoned her blouse, she unfastened his belt, unbuttoned his pants and had him unzipped. As he fumbled around trying to figure out how to unfasten her bra she slid her hand into his pants and felt her first cock. He was already hard and her delicate fingers explored the new territory. She inched his pants and boxers down off his hips, freeing his penis and testicles, meanwhile he unsuccessfully struggled with the clasp of her bra. Her fingers roamed over his genitals, exploring the secrets of his scrotum and rolling his balls in her hand. Her hand found its way up the shaft of his throbbing dick and explored his bulbous glans. She was surprised to discover a sticky yet slippery fluid seeping from the tiny slit, rubbing it between her fingers before smearing it over the hot spongy head of his penis.

Tim couldn't contain himself and let out a low moan. She felt his cock jerking in her hand as it spewed the thick milky fluid onto her hand. Tim stopped his efforts of removing the stubborn bra and breathing deeply, rested his head on top of her head. She felt his dick deflate, becoming progressively softer until it was no more rigid than cooked spaghetti. She looked down at the sticky mess in her hand. Not knowing what to do with it she excused herself to wash her hands. In the bathroom she smelled the spunk, and then tentatively tasted it, getting just a hint of its tangy flavor.

Before leaving the bathroom, she removed her bra and skirt. She returned finding him now naked on the sofa. She stood before him and placing her hands behind her head, she arched her back, thrusting her tits forward. Standing, he ran his hand across her soft, outwardly thrust breasts. His hands went to her hips and he pulled her panties down and off. His inexperienced hands roamed all across her body, tits, legs, ass, back and stomach. Taking her in his arms, his mouth settled in on her left nipple.

The feel of a tongue flicking her nipple for the first time was exquisite and she moaned out loud in pleasure.

His hand found its way down between her legs. The ache and throb of desire took hold of her and she trembled from head to toe. He guided her down onto the sofa, and he gently spread her legs apart to give him access to his prize. His fingers began to explore her furry pussy just as she had explored his man-organs, slipping his middle finger in between her juicy labia.

With her left hand she guided him to her clitoris. Her body jerked involuntarily as he made first contact. At first he tried rubbing the head of her clit, but she redirected him to rub along the sides and around her pleasure bud. His finger felt so good, even though it was rougher than her own or that of Sue's. She closed her eyes and lost herself in pure sensual pleasure as one hand explored her breasts and the other continued to stroke her clit. She began thrusting her pelvis into his hand as the orgasm built. Just before it exploded over her, she let out a shrill cry of ecstatic pleasure. Tim thought someone would hear her out on the street, but be couldn't stop her loud lustful vocalization. Lights flashed and she inhaled sharply as the orgasm swept over her, her body trembling uncontrollably. Once the apex of intense pleasure began to fade, Heather began to breathe again, panting like an exhausted dog. Tim continued rubbing her clit. Twisting her body away from him, she pushed his hand away from her now oversensitive pleasure bud, to begin her coast back down from her sexual high.

Both she and Tim were still filled with salacious desire. She saw that his penis was once again erect. His dick was still a mystery to her and she was fascinated by the way it ever so often jerked about. She wished she hadn't washed her hand, as she now wanted to coat his dick with the sticky prick-milk and then lick him clean. The thought of licking his dick excited her. It seemed terribly wicked, but she reasoned that it was probably no more wicked than what they had been doing. She repositioned herself and lowered her head to his groin. She licked at Tim's purplish dick head, and finding that first tentative taste of cock to be inoffensive, she parted her lips slightly and allowed the spongy cock head to slip between her moist lips. She was delighted with at the velvety smooth texture of his helmet shaped glans on her tongue and then plunged her mouth over his entire cock.

As his cock was enveloped in the warm, moist cavern of her mouth, the new sensation made Tim gasp, his eyes rolling back into his skull as her lips pulled up in a tender caress across his shaft up to his sensitive tip. He squirmed as jolts of pleasure shot from his dick as the tip of her tongue made little circles around his sensitive glans. Descending again with opened mouth, she sealed her lips around the base of his cock and pulled upward.

She wasn't sure how it felt to him, but she liked the feel of his dick in her mouth. As she used her mouth as a pussy for the first time, she wished she could suck him for hours and hours. She slowly moved her head up and down, letting his dick slide in and out of her mouth, all the while teasing him with her tongue.

Tim grunted and his dick seemed to swell. Throbbing lewdly in her mouth, it pumped a load of semen onto her tongue. She wasn't sure what to do. Once he went soft in her mouth she pulled off and swirled the jism around her mouth. It didn't tasted bad, with a mild bleach-like taste, so she swallowed it. She looked up at Tim's face. He looked like he'd been through an ordeal. He looked at her and croaked, "Jesus, Heather! Sweet Jesus!"

They heard a car pull up into the gravel driveway.

Tim's eyes went wide. "Mom!"

The two cousins jumped up and grabbed their all of their clothes, making it to their bedrooms just as Aunt Tizzy walked in. With a melodic singsong character she called out, "Tim! Heather! I'm home!" Then she went about her business in the kitchen, preparing their evening meal.

Heather and Tim emerged from their rooms. They looked at each other, hoping Aunt Tizzy couldn't read their minds. Tim went into the kitchen first. "Hi, Mom!"

Heather stopped off in the bathroom. She still had a faint aftertaste of Tim's semen and wanted to freshen her breath just in case Aunt Tizzy could smell it. She scooped up her bra and skirt she'd taken off and had forgotten about. She realized that in the future that she would have to be more careful. She brushed her teeth and put up her clothes before going to the kitchen to help with supper.

While she prepared a salad, Heather told her aunt about her plan to go to Sue's that evening to study for their exam. "That's fine dear, but I don't want you walking over there and back alone."

"That's okay Mom," said Tim, "I'll walk with her."

"You will?" asked his mother. "That's very nice of you Tim, but don't you have homework too?"

"Yes Ma'am. I need to read a chapter in science and read a short story for English. I'll bring my books and read on the porch or somewhere until Heather is ready to go home."

"Okay, but I want both of you home no later than 8:30 PM."

As they walked to Sue's after supper, Tim thought about what they had done. He feverishly hoped that they would do it again, soon, but he was afraid that she might not be willing. As they approached Sue's house he mustered the courage to broach the subject. "Jesus, Cuz. You sucking on me like that was just incredible. Look, I'm sorry I came in your mouth. Next ti..."

"I'm not. I know this sounds really bad, but it sort of tasted good."

"It did?"

"Yeah, it really did. Good in a very naughty way, if you know what I mean. I look forward to doing that again."

"You do?"

"I know this sounds dirty, but I liked the feel of your penis in my mouth. It seemed to belong there."

Tim looked at his pretty cousin. Her honey blonde hair shone in the streetlights. Her breasts outlined by the snugly fitting top she wore. His cock was stiffen as he thought about the next blowjob. Then he thought out loud, "I think I'd better get some rubbers."

That evening as Tim read his science text at the kitchen table, the two girls were in Sue's bedroom. Try as they might, they couldn't keep on task.

"You're kidding," said Sue. "It tasted good?"

"Yeah. It really did."

"God, Heather, you're really bad."

"Don't tell anyone about this."

"What else did you do?"

"That was plenty!"

"Yeah, I guess so. I haven't even gotten a boy to feel me up yet."

"Sue, what's a rubber?"

"A rubber! That's something a guy uses to keep a girl from getting pregnant. You use it when you go all the way. You didn't..."

"No! I'm just curious. At lunch today I overhead some guy talking about getting some rubbers. I didn't know what he was talking about, but I knew I should know. Where do you get them?"

"At a drug store I guess. That's where you get other stuff like that."

"Like what?"

"I don't know, birth control pills...yeah, rubbers are for birth control. You should be able to get them at a drug store. Are you going to buy some?"

"No! Like I'm going to walk up to Uncle Buc and say, 'I want some rubbers'."

They burst out laughing.

Sue's mother overheard the laughter. "Sue, are you two studying?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"It doesn't sound that way." The girls tried to settle down to the task at hand, but were soon whispering again about sex, boys and blowjobs.

On the way home, Tim stopped at a dark place between two streetlights. He took Heather in his arms and kissed her on the lips. He kissed her again, this time tracing her lips with his tongue, then he penetrated her lips as they passionately embarrassed. It was the first time Tim had kissed her. She hoped it wouldn't be the last.

They barely made it home for 8:30. Heather settled down to read her geography text. Tim went out back to the garage apartment to see Uncle Buc.

Though he was still very young in his late twenties, Buc owned a small pharmacy that his brother JB had helped finance. During the day, he pretty much handled everything in the store, filling prescriptions, stocking the shelves. Tim would sometimes help out on Saturdays giving Buc time to work on the books. In the afternoon and evenings he had a regular helper, who could handle the cash register, clean up, and restock shelves.

Buc rented the apartment above the garage. It wasn't much, just an efficiency layout, with a small kitchenette, a double bed, a dresser, a sofa, a stereo, and a TV, plus a few odd tables and a bath with a shower. The apartment had a private side entrance that was screened from the house. If he approached the apartment from the alleyway, Buc could come and go with whomever he pleased without being observed by prying eyes.

Buc ate supper with Tizzy and JB on a regular basis and most evenings he joined his brother and sister-in-law to chat or spent time with Tim. Because of his age, he had a lot in common with Tim and Tim worshiped the ground he walked on. He was Tim's mentor and his friend. Tim could confide in him with complete confidence that nothing he said would ever get back to his parents.

Tim knocked on the door and waited for an answer. He learned long ago not to just walk in on his uncle and he knew that if Uncle Buc didn't call out to him to come in, not to knock more than twice.

"Who is it?"

"Tim!"

"Come on in Timbo!"

Tizzy and JB also learned long ago not to even go up the stairs of the apartment. Buc liked his privacy and his brother and sister-in-law respected it. Tim was welcome, most of the time.

Tim walked in. Buc was just getting out of the shower and was toweling off. When he finished drying off, Buc wrapped the towel around his waist.

Tim picked up the latest edition of Playboy and went straight to the centerfold.

"What's up Timbo?" Tim didn't answer as the photograph of the beautiful girl engrossed him completely. "Nice ass, eh what?"

"Yeah, great ass!"

"Gives me a hard on. How about you Tim?"

Tim noticed that he did indeed have a hard on. He liked to come up to Buc's apartment and browse through his Playboys. Buc even gave him copies to take back to his room with the understanding that if Aunt Tizzy found them, Tim was to say he got them somewhere else. Tim put the magazine down.

"Uncle Buc. You said if I ever needed something to just ask."

"That's right."

"Do you have any rubbers?"

Buc looked at him and smiled. From the time he had opened his store he had made it a policy to sell condoms to any kid who asked for them. If they didn't have the money to buy a box, he would just give them a single packet from a large box he kept behind the counter. He never questioned them or teased them in any way. It was a public service that he gladly performed. Buc went to his bed stand and grabbed a small handful and a bottle of water-based lubricant. "Don't let your mother find any of this," he counseled.

Tim accepted the supplies and said, "Thanks Uncle Buc."

Pointing to the bed stand Buc said, "If you need any more, you can find them in there. Exception to my house rules, when it comes to rubbers, you don't need to ask, just take what you need."

"Okay Uncle Buc. Thanks again." Tim turned and exited. He was thankful Buc didn't ask any questions and he thought it wise to leave before Buc did ask. Tim knew that if Buc started probing, Tim would tell him everything.

The next morning as Heather and Tim walked to school he tried to hold her hand. She pulled away. "That's not a good idea Tim, you don't want people to think we have something going, do you?"

Tim hadn't thought of that. He just yearned to hold his cousin, kiss her and feel her up. "Yeah, I guess you're right. You're not going to Sue's this afternoon after school are you?"

"I might. Why do ask?"

"You know why!"

"Why Tim, whatever do you mean?"

"You know damned well what I mean."

"You don't have to use that sort of language around me, Timothy Yardly. Just say what you want in plain English."

"Okay, Cuz. I want you to suck my dick again."

Heather coyly smiled and honestly replied, "Why Tim, I'd love to."

Tim was distracted in class all day and was called down for daydreaming in several classes. He had a boner most of the day and his underwear was damp from pre-cum seeping from the eye of his aroused pecker. The day dragged on, the hands of the clock seemed to never move.

The dismissal bell finally rang and Tim rushed to met Heather. Near the flagpole, he found her waiting for him. Today as they walked home, he noticed that she wasn't wasting time like yesterday. As soon as the door was closed and locked they began passionately kissing, tearing at each other's clothing. Within minutes they were on the floor naked, hands exploring the lustfully expectant body of the other, their passion levels rising to high heat. They both desired the same thing and Heather maneuvered around and went down on Tim. He groaned out loud and laid back passively as his lust-swollen penis throbbed against her ovalled wet lips.

She too had been distracted in class today. She yearned to have his cock in her mouth again, yearned for the taste of his sex secretions. Her pussy had tingled with desire all day, keeping her panties soaking wet. Now her daydream was being fulfilled as her tongue swirled around his engorged man-meat. Soon she was rewarded with the taste and texture of the clear slippery fluid that oozed from his glans. As she orally pleasured his rod, she gently caressed his cum bloated balls.

Tim's genitals ached from the sexual tension that had built up during the day demanding relief. He was too inexperience to hold off his orgasm to prolong their pleasure. With a grunt he erupted, pumping a large load of semen into her mouth. Heather was delighted with the taste of his man juice but disappointed that he lost his erection. After the prolonged day, it was just too quick, too quick for her, too quick for him.

Tim's mouth went to her right tit as his right hand went between her legs. She was so wet that he thought she had peed but quickly realized that it was pussy juice. Her trembling aroused body twisted and turned at the feel of his fingers slipping up her sopping wet slit. Her body almost jackknifed with the contact of his finger sliding through the fevered area. Even though she was nearly crazed with lust she stopped him from probing her vagina.

"No Tim, don't! Not there. You'll break my hymen."

Tim reluctantly brought his fingers up from her sealed love tunnel and settled in on her clit. Fingering her like she had wanted yesterday. She began jerking about, thrusting her hip, her eyes tightly shut, gasping for breath as the sweet release of orgasm swept over her.

She was only dimly aware that Tim had left her lying on the floor alone. She felt the brush of his leg against hers. Opening her eyes she saw him standing between her legs, unrolling a rubber over his new erection. He added a little Astroglide to the tip, roughly spread her legs and began to mount her, his face contorted from his sexual hunger.

"No Tim! Don't! I'm a virgin!"

"Bullshit!"

"No, I am, I am!"

"Then you won't be for long!"

He held her arms down and put his cock head to her vaginal opening. She tried to struggle free.

"No! Please Tim, no!"

His cock head penetrated the two sets of slick juicy pussy lips, spreading her labia out for the first time. The hard cock invading her virgin pussy felt good, but she wasn't mentally prepared to do this, not yet. She felt a sharp pain as her hymen tore.

"Ahhh! Ahhh! You're hurting me!"

Her cousin drove his dick in deep and paused. He too until that moment had been a virgin and now he paused to savor the clasping warmth of her vagina around his blood engorged cock.

The sharp pain quickly faded, giving way to unbelievable pleasure of a cock deep inside her. He began to stroke, without technique, just rudimentary humping. She wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in on each in stroke. It was fantastic. Tim became a blur of motion as he fucked his first girl. She shook with wanton desire as she received her first fucking, endorphins flooded her neural pathways resulting in a high she'd never experienced before. Tim lasted much, much longer, but all too soon he shot his wad and was finished. As Tim rolled off, they both saw him.

"Having fun kids?"

It was Uncle Buc, standing in the living room. He had been watching them. No way would he have interrupted their coitus. It was fun just to watch his nephew fucking his pretty younger cousin.

Tim and Heather scrambled to their feet in a panic, looking for something to cover themselves with.

"No! Be still you two!" he firmly commanded. "Stand up."

His eyes feasted on her young body.

"Turn around honey."

Heather looked at him questioningly.

"Go on darling, turn around."

Heather slowly turned in a circle. Buc let out a low whistle. "You're absolutely beautiful Heather! Damn, I wish I was fifteen."

Buc stepped forward and reached out, lightly touching the hard nipple her left breast. "Magnificent! Oh sweet Jesus, you certainly have turned into a beauty."

He stepped back. "Sorry kids for intruding in on your fun. But I knew that you two were up to something. Now, if I could figure it out so quickly, so could your mother, Tim."

Before removing the used condom from his soft dick Tim asked, "How did you know?"

"Easy. I saw how you two were looking at each other at the supper table last night and the night before. Then when you two walked home last night and you came and asked for rubbers, well, two plus two equals four. I figured you two would be banging on the living room floor after school and before five o'clock when your mother gets home. I decided to check you out at 4:30. I was dead on target."

Heather looked at Buc pleadingly, "Uncle Buc, please don't tell anybody. Please don't tell Aunt Tizzy."

Buc smiled at her. With barely concealed sexual hunger he studied her nubile body. "Honey, that's the last thing I'd do. You two want to fuck each other, go right ahead, but you've got to be more careful. Tizzy could have walked in on you instead of me. From now on, if you want screw, go up to my apartment. Use the alleyway. Tim, I've told you before that you can't expect privacy in your parent's house. This is just like jacking off, if you feel the urge, do it at my place, whether I'm there or not."

Tim knew that he meant it. Use his place whether he's there or not. He'd been masturbating up in Buc's apartment for years after Buc caught him one afternoon after school, just like he caught him today. If Buc were home he would just watch Tim whack off and sometimes Buc would masturbate too. There was never any mutual touching, just sexual relief.

"Here's a little advice that you two had better take heed," continued Buc. "What you two are doing is just as natural as walking down the street together. Problem is, you're first cousins and that makes it incest. People around here frown on incest and if your parents were to find out, there would be hell to pay. So keep this a secret from everybody, and I mean everybody. It's none of their business and you will be hurt if people find out."

"Another thing Tim, you treat her well. She deserves it. Never badmouth her to anyone. If you don't, you'll answer to me and by god I'll make you wish you had listened to me." Buc adjusted his crotch, "God damned, I still have a hard on from watching you two fuck. I think I will go to my place and beat off."

Tim mischieveously piped up, "Why don't you beat off right here? She'll like it."

The suppressed smile on her face gave it away that she would indeed like it. Buc looked her in the eye and slyly smiled, she beamed back. He glanced at the clock. "Lie down on the sofa, honey."

Heather was unsure why, but she did as she was instructed. Buc walked to the sofa. He unzipped his pants and let his erect dick spring free just inches from her face. He was fully mature and much bigger than Tim. The sight of the large man-cock made her nipples harden and her body tingle with anticipation.

Buc recognized the unmistakable signs of her arousal as he lewdly began to stroke his aching dick and within two minutes he ejaculated across her young nude body, spewing his semen over her tits and abdomen. She was genuinely surprised to be covered in Buc's spunk.

Buc zipped up his pants. "Tizzy will be home in a few minutes. You two had better get dressed." He turned and left the house.

Tim and Heather looked at each other and the semen dripping on her smooth skin. That's when they saw the small blood stain on the Oriental rug. "Oh shit," said Tim. "You weren't kidding about being a virgin!"

"I told you that!" She giggled as she added, "But you know, I think I'm going to like not being a virgin better!"

"Come on Cuz, we got to get dressed," Tim said with urgency.

Heather picked up her things and headed to the bathroom. Buc's semen ran down her torso in rivulets. There before she dressed she collected Buc's seed on her fingers and licked them clean. She discovered that it tasted slightly different than Tim's with a slightly stronger flavor. She decided then and there that she would make Uncle Buc her lover too.

After dressing and fixing her makeup, she walked out to find Tim scrubbing the carpet. He was explaining to Aunt Tizzy that he had spilled something on the carpet. She was lecturing him about bringing drinks and food into the living room.

That evening at supper, Uncle Buc chatted and laughed like nothing out of the ordinary had happened that day. Heather, remembering what he said about the way she looked at Tim, tried to be as casual as possible. Tim looked nervous. After the supper dishes were cleaned and put away, Tim followed Buc back to his apartment.

"God damn Tim," began Buc, "I never imagined our little Heather would be such a hot tamale! Holy shit, how'd this get started." Tim told him everything in great detail.

"She did all that and she really was a virgin?" Buc let out another low whistle. "I don't blame you for jumping on that. Damn, she's good-looking and as hot blooded as they come. Are you in love with her?"

"I've always loved her, but I feel like I have butterflies in my stomach."

"First love."

"No, it's not like she's my girl friend. She..."

"You want to screw her."

"Yeah! She likes it and so do I."

"Then by all means screw her. Screw her every chance you get, but don't get her pregnant."

They returned to the house. Heather was watching TV with Tizzy and JB. Buc announced, "I've got to run to my store for a minute. Heather, do you want to take a ride with me?"

"Sure Uncle Buc," she said as she rose from the sofa. As they drove to his drug store they chatted about Tim and the need for them to be careful. At the store, Buc went into the back and came out with a small package, when he returned to the car he opened it.

"Heather, these are birth control pills, 97% effective in preventing an unwanted pregnancy, and you don't want an unwanted pregnancy. Here, this is a month's supply."

He showed her the wheel of pills. "It has twenty-one pills, each marked with a day of the week. At the end of your menstrual period take one a day. If you start on a Wednesday, take a Wednesday pill, followed by Thursday, Friday and so on. Each pill contains the hormones estrogen and progesterone.

"This is simplistic, but the effect is to mimic a pregnancy and thereby preventing ovulation. No ovulation, no egg, no pregnancy. Just see me and I'll give you a package every month. Now, these haven't been prescribed, so if your mother finds them, lie about where you got them, say you got them from a Family Planning clinic. One side effect is it will help keep your skin clear. No zits!"

Buc continued, "Now until you are on these pills, make sure Tim or whoever your having intercourse with uses a condom." He handed her a foil packet labeled 'ribbed for her pleasure' and containing a latex condom. "You might want to carry one with you just in case."

Heather took her gifts and put them in her purse. "Uncle Buc, you're so cool!"

He looked at her and replied, "And you're one hot sex pot little girl."

They drove up the alleyway and parked. Buc walked to the entrance of his apartment, Heather following close behind. "Uncle Buc, can we talk for a little while?"

"Sure honey, what's on your mind?"

"Is it true that you and Tim watch each other masturbate?"

Buc lifted his eyebrows. He was tempted to lie, but honestly answered the very personal question, "Yes, sometimes."

She giggled, "You are so bad." She reached out and touched his groin area, rubbing his penis. "From now on, can I watch too?"

"Baby, you're playing with dynamite."

"No problem, you're cool," she purred.

His breathing became shallow. "Maybe we should talk upstairs."

Heather suddenly felt a little apprehensive. "Ummmmm, I've got some homework to do. You know, a...science test tomorrow. I'd need to go."

Buc nearly exploded but managed to keep is voice in check, "You little prick tease! Damn! I ought to..." Buc regained his cool. "Later baby doll, later. I promise you this sweetie, the first chance I get, I'm going to ..."

Heather backed away and ran to the house. She turned and saw Buc watching her. She flashed him a smile and waved, then she disappeared into her aunt's house. Buc adjusted his hard throbbing cock and muttered to himself, "Better be careful old boy, damned careful." Buc ascended the stairs to his apartment.

Next afternoon after school, Tim and Heather made a beeline to Buc's apartment. The two teenagers wasted no time in trying to satisfy their raging hormonal urges. They wantonly pleasured each other until well after Aunt Tizzy was home. They sneaked out of Buc's apartment unseen and slipped through the alleyway around to the street entrance of the house. Heather immediately went to kitchen to help her aunt with the evening meal while Tim got busy with his daily chores.

During diner that night Buc watched the two kids. Several times his eyes met Heather's. They briefly exchanged knowing looks. Buc was careful not to attract the attention of his brother or sister-in-law.

Tim did attract his mother's attention. Normally he ate large amounts of food to fuel his growing body, but tonight he was especially ravenous. "Why Tim," his mother commented, "you must be having a growth spurt."

Tim's eyes averted his mother as he felt that she could see right through him. "Yes, Ma'am," he said softly. He wasn't about to say that is hunger was related to the workout his sex organs had earlier this afternoon.

After supper, Buc took Tim aside outside of the hearing range of the boy's parents. "Timbo, next time be a good guest by not leaving used condoms on the floor."

"Gee, I'm sorry Uncle Buc. I thought I threw them all away. Guess I missed one."

Buc laughed, "Yeah, you missed one. You two must of had a really good time today, three condoms in the trash and one on the floor."

"Jesus Uncle Buc, she's something else. Wore me out. She was almost desperate, begging me not to stop. Christ, I couldn't help but stop after shooting my wad, but she kept begging for more."

"Did you bring her to orgasm?"

"Well, after I just couldn't get it up again, she asked me to finger her clit. It didn't take too long, but it scared me she came so hard. I thought she was having some kind of heart attack or something. After that she seemed okay."

"Good, I'm glad you got her off. Great sex is a two-way affair and the guy has to remember that a girl usually takes longer to have an orgasm. A five-minute fuck isn't nearly long enough to satisfy a woman. Be sure and give her that intense pleasure, because she'll be back for more. If you don't, she'll find someone who will."

"How do I do that?"

"Lots of foreplay. Hold off your ejaculation until after she comes. Oral sex. There are many ways to pleasure a woman."

"Can you show me?"

"Show you? I can't show you, but I can tell you what to do."

"No, I need you to show me. Remember when you taught me how to hit a baseball? All the talk in the world didn't help until you showed me how to stand, how to grip the bat, how to follow the ball, how to judge the timing of my swing. The same with my golf swing, you told me what I was doing wrong and what I should do. No help until you actually showed me."

"Tim, sex isn't baseball or golf."

"It's better, more important and I want to be good at it. The very best."

"Look, Heather won't..."

"Yes, yes she will. I talked to her about it this afternoon. She suggested that I ask you to show me a few pointers."

"Naw... You're shitting me Timbo!"

"Honest, it's the truth! If you don't believe me, go ask her yourself. She told me you tried to get her up in your apartment last night. She said she wanted to, but she chickened out."

What Tim said about the night before was true enough. Still, she was jailbait. "I don't know Tim, I'll have to think about it."

Buc excused himself and headed for a bar where he could think things over. He only had two condoms left at his apartment as Tim had used up almost his entire ready supply, so he stopped off at his store to get a large box before getting to the Bamboo Club.

Friday evening rolled around and as Buc entered his apartment, he could see that it had been used earlier in the afternoon. No rubbers on the floor, but Buc saw that Tim had opened the large box of pecker bags.

At dinner that night, he was surprised to hear that Tim was going to a movie and wouldn't be home until 11 PM, and most critically, Heather announced that she was spending the night with her best friend, Sue. As usual for a Friday night, Tizzy and JB were playing bridge; the game was to be held at a friend's house. Buc watched TV with JB until Tizzy was ready to leave. Tim and Heather had already left. Buc finished the show before returning to his apartment.

As he was showering, he thought he heard a noise. He stopped and listened but heard nothing further. He stepped out of the shower and dried his face. Looking up he saw her standing at the door to the bath. He froze.

"Sorry about the other night, Uncle Buc. That wasn't very nice of me, running off like that. Can I make it up to you?"

"Jesus, Heather, what are doing here? Aren't you supposed to be at Sue's?"

"Sue is covering for me tonight."

"Where's Tim?"

"He's at the movies. He's a little tired, poor dear." She began unbuttoning her blouse.

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Sort of," she replied with a sly smile. "I've only done it with Tim a few times this past week, but I know one thing, I like it. I like it a lot."

"You're too young for me to..."

"You're not too old for me," she countered as the last button was released.

He fumbled around searching for the right words. She had to understand the risks she was putting him into. "Just remember one thing Heather, I didn't trick you or take undue advantage of you."

Her blouse hit the floor. "You're so sweet, Uncle Buc."

Buc dropped the towel and still dripping water from his torso and legs he stepped forward and took her in his arms, kissing her deeply and with great passion. As he explored her sweet mouth with his tongue, he deftly reached behind her back and unfastened her bra. Soon it joined the discarded blouse on the floor. Buc whispered to her as he tongued and nibbled her ear giving her one more chance to change her mind, "If you want me to fuck you honey, take off your pants."

She quickly discarded her remaining clothing and shoes, and then whispered back to him, "Yes, Uncle Buc, yes. I want you to fuck me Uncle Buc. Please, fuck me. Fuck me all night. Make me tingle all over."

"You've got it babydoll."

Buc walked her over to his bed and laid her down, her ass at the edge of the bed. Leaning over, he began kissing her again. He took his time, but was soon kissing and licking all around the firmly rounded mounds of her naked breasts. Teasingly his tongue struck like lighting against her painfully erect nipple causing her to gasp. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and hungrily sucked on it until it became sore. Then his lips descended lower to her flat tummy and perfect belly button, then down her right leg to her feet where he sucked first one toe, then another, and then another until all five were covered in his saliva.

His mouth and tongue orally massaged her leg along the sensitive inside of her thighs and then he nibbled and kissed his way back down her left leg, where he licked and sucked each toe. Starting at her ankle, he licked in one continuous stroke up to her navel, and then he kissed back down and around her young pussy.

Kneeling he locked his arms around her legs and forced her to spread wide. Starting near her anus, he slowly dragged his flattened tongue up the valley of her vulva. She cried out in sweet pleasure as his tongue scoured her wooly dale. The feel of his tongue exploring her wet labia and clitoris sent her to panting. She felt the first barely perceptible beginnings of the fire preceding her orgasm begin to build, fires that rapidly roared out of control. Savagely he rammed his tongue deep into her cunt, her nubile body responding with a sudden jolt.

With his long tongue he orally fucked her, harder and faster, deeper and harder, faster...faster, until she was seized with a violent wild spasm as the explosive orgasm wracked her loins and belly.

"Aaaaggghhhh!" she groaned. "Aaaaggghhhh!! Aaaaggghhhh!!! Aaaaggghhhh!!!! "Aaaaiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!," she wailed. She struggled to catch her breath as the next wave hit her just as hard. "Aaaaggghhhh!! Aaaaggghhhh!!! Aaaaggghhhh!!!! "Aaaaiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!"

He tightly held her legs locked in his arms as he relentlessly tongue fucked her pussy until another orgasmic wave of sexual pleasure overwhelmed her.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, aaaiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!"

Pussy juice covered his face and ran down his neck as he stood up and picked up her ravished body. She was very limp and unaware of what was happening. She felt the cold touch of the tabletop on her back. She was just recovering when he griped her legs behind each knee and splayed her legs wide again.

Buc put the latex covered tip of his cock to the pouting lips of the young pussy and slowly penetrated, her softly yielding lips parting to accommodate his thick mature dick.

He was bigger than Tim and her eyes went wide at the feel of his large organ sliding deep inside her cunt. He thrust her with short strokes as he drove in deeper and deeper, her tight pussy stretching to accommodate his girth. He paused, at the very door to her womb, his swollen dickhead just touching her cervix.

He thrust her deep with short strokes for a few minutes before withdrawing, leaving only his hotly pulsing glans still inside her drooling pussy lips. Pausing momentarily, Buc studied the blissful face of the passionate girl. He began thrusting her slowly with shallow strokes, flicking her inner labia with the rim of his cock crown, counting each tiny stroke until he reached ten when he plunged suddenly and deeply to her cervix.

As his thick cock tore into her, her eyes bulged wide and she gasped loudly. He paused for a moment deep in her pussy enjoying the tight feel of her young cunt palpitating around his cock. He withdrew again leaving his glans just inside her pussy and began slowly thrusting again with tiny, shallow strokes, plunging in deep at the count of nine, withdrawing and plunging back in deep again.

An ecstatic moan rose deep within her throat. After pausing, he withdrew again and repeated the pattern with seven shallow thrusts followed by three deep thrusts, six shallow thrusts followed by four deep thrusts, five shallow thrusts followed by five deep thrusts, and so forth until he was slamming her young pussy continuously.

Her lust-tormented vagina began contracting around his relentlessly thrusting cockmeat as she climaxed again and then again, all the while moaning and screaming and crying and begging for him not to stop. She continued to come again and again as he continued to fuck her and fuck her and fuck her.

Suddenly she let out a shriek, followed by a sharp inhalation. Her body was rigid for several moments and then she became completely limp and listless. Buc stopped fucking her and completely withdrew, allowing her a few minutes to recover. Her pussy lips, distended and engorged with blood, pulsated wanting more.

He picked her up off the table and put her on the floor on her hands and knees. Putting his cock to her hot pussy, he felt the heat. Then he began leisurely fucking her doggie style, with deep slow strokes. On each inward thrust, she thrust back her hips to get him in as deep as possible. He adjusted his position, riding her as high on her back as possible, causing his dick to thrust downward against the front wall of her vagina, stimulating her g-spot with each deliberate stroke. Soon she was twisting and jerking about in the throes of yet another orgasm until she collapsed on the floor, pulling his dick from her quaking snatch.

Buc got up and got a beer from his refrigerator. As he drank his cold brew, he gently squeezed his dick to keep hard and watched her lying on the floor. She started stirring. He peeled off the ribbed condom and rolled on a bright orange French tickler and greased up with KY jelly. As soon as she made a move to get up, he pushed her back down on her back and mounted her again.

Heather looked at Greg. He was calmly listening, seemingly enjoying her tale of youthful indiscretion.

"You think I'm terrible?"

"No, honey I don't, but I never figured you went in for incest."

"Well with Uncle Buc, it really isn't incest. We're not blood related."

"Tim is and you grew up with good old Uncle Buc as a family member. You ever have a problem with that?"

"Well, frankly no."

"On your trips to Franklin, you're still doing it with Tim and Uncle Buc, aren't you?"

"Yes, the three of us are very close."

"At the same time?"

"What do you mean?"

"Do you fuck them both at the same time?"

"Not any more. Tim moved last year to Tennessee."

"But you did?"

"Yes. You see Greg, Tim lit my fire, but after that first night with Uncle Buc, Jesus, that was intense. All I wanted from then on was to be fucked and then fucked again and again and to have orgasm after orgasm. I probably screwed either Tim or Buc, and often both of them, nearly every day until Dad moved us out of Franklin my senior year in high school.

"By the time I was in ninth grade and Tim was a junior, he had introduced me to most of his friends. I guess I was pretty wild, because I don't recall ever not getting laid on a date. I soon had quite a reputation. Guys would ask me out for one reason, and I accommodated them for the same reason. I couldn't get enough. God knows how many times I was gang banged.

"The stories got back to my parents. They were and still are very straight laced. They were mortified. You know, Franklin was and still is a small town, where everybody knows everybody, and everybody knew the dirt on everyone else. Still Mom and Dad never knew about Tim and Uncle Buc, at least I don't think they did. But Dad moved to Masonville from Franklin out of shame.

"When the rumor went around that I was the plaything for a bachelor party, thrown by the police chief for one of his men, Dad couldn't take it anymore. We moved to Masonville where no one knew anything about me.

"Once we were in Madisonville, either Mom or Dad would take me to school and pick me up. I was restricted to my room, I wasn't allowed to date. I nearly went out of my mind. Jack asked me out, but I had to decline. He came by our house to visit and found that he was not welcome there. He started sneaking up to my window to talk at night. I thought he was very sweet. I wanted to get him in bed with me, but I couldn't chance it. Poor Jack, he was love struck and I was horny as hell. Jack suggested that we elope and I jumped at the chance."

"And after you and Jack were married?"

"I tried to be loyal, but I just couldn't help myself. Actually, I showed a lot of restraint considering what a slut I was, or rather am. After getting married I wasn't ready to screw every hard dick I could find. But still, the wants and desires were still there.

"Jack caught me for the third time with another guy when I was pregnant with Cindy. That's when I told him about my past, thinking that maybe he would understand me. Before that he didn't have a clue other than that I was unfaithful. He hated me after that. He didn't ask for a divorce because my dad was paying all the bills while we were in college.

"Even though he was very possessive, we weren't having sex other than an occasional five-minute quickie with his 'live in whore'. I needed more than that, much more. Every time he caught me, he would slap me around. After he graduated, we stayed married because he didn't want to have to pay child support for the rest of his life."

"And now? What about us?"

"Greg you're the sexiest man I've ever known. Sex with you is great. I promise baby, I won't sleep around again."

"Bullshit! Heather, that's my point; the bullshit has to stop. You want to fuck other guys, okay, but by my rules, and my rules are we openly do it together." Greg paused and popped the real question on his mind, "How would you like to screw Doug Patterson?"

Heather glanced back at Greg, surprised at the proposition. "Doug? Are you serious?"

"Yes, I'm serious."

She felt her heart flutter and her pussy tingle at the thought of Greg's muscular friend. Many, many times, Doug and his wife had swum naked with them and the girls. It was a nudist thing, but it had always been very difficult for her to maintain control of her desire. With growing excitement she whispered, "He's, he's such a hunk."