Perverts 'R' Us

Lucy & Kate part 4

By Nobody True ( M/fg, oral, mast )

I awoke to the sound of, "bleep, bleep, bleep."

My head throbbing, I opened my eyes to strange surroundings I removed the mask from my face and look down at my body, wires attached to my chest, the wires leading from me to the machine that was making the "bleep, bleep" sounds. I realized where I was. The hospital, how, why?

A door opened, and a young nurse walked towards me and smiled. "Hello, how are you feeling?"

I tried to speak and all I heard was a rasping sound, my throat was dry, my tongue swollen.

She pressed a button above the bed, picked up a clipboard from the end of the bed, and started writing. Staring at the machine, she kept looking at me and smiling and I tried to smile back.

"Hello, how are you?"

I looked around to see an elderly man in a white coat standing beside me. The nurse passed him the chart and he smiled at the nurse, then at me. I didn't have a clue what was going on. I tried to speak again and the doctor stared at me, and then at the nurse.

"Give him a small drink of water, nurse." She did, and I tried to speak again - more rasping sounds.

The doctor smiled. "You will soon be back to normal," he said, and walked towards the doorway. He suddenly turned around. "Nurse, make sure he gets plenty of fluids, OK?"

He turned around and was talking to a young, blonde-haired man, who turned to look at me. He smiled and waved, saying "You'll be OK, Bob."

I stared at him bemused, thinking "Who the hell are you?"

The nurse was giving me more water, saying "Don't worry, you're voice will come back in time." I tried to smile back at her. She continued chatting. "It must be nice, coming from a close family. Your brother's been here every day since bringing you in."

"Brother? I didn't have a brother," I thought to myself. "Every day? Brought me in? How long had I been here? What's happened?" I couldn't remember anything.

The nurse continued giving me water and chatting. Suddenly the young man was at my side.

"How you feeling, Bob?

"Terrible."

"I bet." he said, as he continued to smile. I just stared up at him. There was something about that smile.

The nurse smiled at the man and said, "I'll leave you to chat for a while and explain what's happened. If he needs a drink, give him one, OK?" The nurse left the room.

The young man pulled up a chair sat down, held my arm with both hands and said, "I'm Colin. Um… Uncle Colin." I just stared. In a flurry of words, he continued. "I just made it in time, Bob. The girls rang me. They were in a terrible state, didn't know what to do, phoned me. I rushed round, sorted you out, packed the girls off home and phoned an ambulance. It was close, Bob. So close. You've been here for three days. The girls are worried sick. It's OK though, we've managed to keep it between ourselves, OK?"

I rasped out, "girls?"

"Lucy and Kate. I think you overdid it a bit, Bob. But don't worry, they're both fine. You just concentrate on getting better, OK?" he smiled. I looked at him and smiled back, bemused. "Don't worry about a thing, Bob I'll make sure you're OK. Remember you owe me one, Bob. Don't worry, we'll work something out when you're better, OK?"

I nodded. The nurse came back into the room told Colin that I should have some rest. He looked at her nodded and said, "I'll be back at visiting time this evening, OK Bob?"

I nodded and smiled, even more bemused. They both walked out of the room chatting, closing the door behind them. I lay there, trying to remember what had happened. He'd said they were worried, but were both OK. Suddenly it all came back to me.

"Uncle Colin, who liked to fuck little girls' arses, especially Lucy's." I also knew that this was the only man they trusted, and would keep it between themselves. I owed this young man, big time.

The nurse called in to see to me every half hour for the next four or five hours, giving me more and more water until I was able to talk. She told me I'd had a small stroke from over doing things, the garden she believed, and that I'd been here three days and there seemed to be no lasting damage. The doctor would be on his rounds in the morning and would explain everything. I laid there for hours, trying to put it all into perspective.

When the door opened, in walked Colin, Lucy, and Kate, smiling. The pair of them ran over to me, putting their arms around my neck and smothering me with kisses. They'd brought home-made get-well cards, flowers, and fruit.

Colin came over, pulled three chairs together, and said, "Come on girls, I know he's in bed, but leave him alone and give him a chance to get better." I smiled at them, happy that they had come to see me. They both giggled and sat either side of Colin.

Lucy and Kate told me that I'd collapsed, that they had phoned Uncle Colin, and that he'd made everything all right.

I thanked them both then thanked Colin, saying that I owed him my life. He smiled. Both girls looked at him and they smiled.

"Well actually Bob, I can help you more than you think. When you get out of here, you're going to need someone to look after you. I'm a working man with my own small building business to run, and the girls are too young." He'd asked if there was anybody else, and I'd said no. Both parents had passed away years ago and I was an only child. I said that I'd been married and was divorced, and that I had no kids to worry about. He smiled, and both girls smiled. I watched as Kate began stroking the bulge in Colin's trousers. I stared.

He'd explained that there were just him and two sisters, the older one Victoria, being Lucy and Kate's mum, and a younger sister, Marie, and that both there parents had died, leaving them a large house to dispose of. But they had to get Marie settled first.

I lay there staring. It was Lucy's turn to stroke Colin's bulge. Both girls said that Aunt Marie was very pretty, and that she wasn't very old, and I would love her. Colin said he'd bring her in tomorrow and I could look her over. I stared at all three of them, stunned, but agreed. Both girls put their arms around me again, smothering me in kisses.

A buzzer sounded in the corridor, ending visiting time. Colin put the chairs back, and said, "Come on girls, time to go. He'll be home shortly."

They both giggled, said "Bye, and get well soon Bob."

I said, "Bye."

Colin reached over and shook my hand, winking and smiling, saying "Sees you tomorrow, Bob" and they left.

I lay there, still stunned, thinking, "I know I wanted to get to know this family, but to be a part of them was another thing altogether." I knew that I couldn't really say no, they'd gotten me by the bollocks, so to speak.

I'd had a restless night's sleep, awakened at eight thirty, given some tablets, and was told I'd be taking them for the rest of my life. Was told to drink plenty of fluids and had a miniscule breakfast, I was starving. At 10:00am, the doctor was on his rounds. He checked me over said I was OK, and was then moved to a ward with eight beds.

The majority of the men in the ward of various ages seemed to be drugged up. Apart from Mr Simkins, the miserable old swine in the bed next to me, who never stopped complaining. I didn't listen, things were on my mind and waiting.

Colin arrived, followed by a pretty, slim, mousy blonde, with the same looks as Lucy's mum. She wasn't pretty, stunning was the word I'd use. They sat down and Colin introduced us.

Other visitors followed them in. An old woman and young girl walked towards us, and the woman pulled out a chair and sat, chatting to Mr. Simkins. The young girl lay across the bottom of his bed, facing away from us. Colin, smiling, pulled the privacy curtain across, just enough so that we could watch the girl as she opened and closed her legs, swinging them about and flashing her small, white panties at us, me and Colin stared;

Marie looked at us, then at the girl and giggled,

We giggled.

We all chatted and seemed to get on very well, while all three of us still watched the girl. The girl jumped down of the bed and said she needed the loo. Mrs. Simkins gave her directions.

As she was nearing the door, Colin stood up and said "won't be long," winking at us. We looked at each other and carried on chatting.

Marie had said that it would be a couple of days before I'd be able to go home and asked if she should go to my house and get things sorted out for my return. Enthusiastically I'd said yes. She'd smiled and kissed me on the cheek.

The young girl returned with a flushed face and sprawled across the bed in the same position. Colin returned with a wicked smile on his face. The girl watched him as he walked past, sat down, put his middle finger into his mouth, and sucked. We giggled.

The girl turned, stared at Colin, then at us, and went bright red. Marie just smiled a knowing smile. Then she got up, kissed me on the cheek, and said that she'd see me tomorrow. She would wait for Colin outside.

Colin and I had reached an agreement that Marie was to move in with me, with him saying that I wouldn't regret it. All the time I was watching the young girl flailing her legs about, her skirt riding up further. As she opened her legs, I noticed her white panties missing. I stared and smiled.

The girl turned to stare. I smiled, and the girl smiled.

Colin produced her white panties from his pocket and held them up to his nose, sniffed deeply, and passed them to me, saying keep them. The girl stared wide-eyed and open-mouthed as I sniffed them and put them under the pillow.

We giggled, and she stared.

Colin whispered that he was meeting her in an hour. Her granny, Mrs. Simkins, was going to Bingo and wouldn't be home before ten. Two whole hours. He rubbed the bulge in his trousers. We giggled.

"Buzz." The visitor's bell.

He'd said that she was eleven and still intact, and that he'd save some for me.

I smiled said, "thanks mate."

He'd said "Future brother-in-law," I agreed. He got up and left.

The girl stared after him, slid off the bed - giving me a lovely flash of her bottom - turned, smiled, and said "bye."

I said, "Have a nice evening." She smiled.

I lay there, thinking about the events of the day - Lucy and Kate, the way they were with Colin, the stroking of his bulge. Stirrings. Their aunt, Collin's sister, twenty-six years old, Marie, absolutely stunning. More stirrings, the young girl, Simkins' granddaughter. My mushroom cock was hard now. I retrieved the white panties from under the pillow, and sniffed them, savoring the sweet smell. I quietly wanked into them, covering them in my cum.

"At least my cock was working properly." I slept contentedly.

I was awakened the next morning by a nurse, given a dose of tablets, was helped into the shower, ate a small, but satisfying breakfast, seen the doctor, and had been told I could go home later that day.

Shit I'd miss Simkins' granddaughter, oh well. I waited for Colin to turn up.

At 11:00am, Colin was at the doorway chatting to the ward sister, smiling and nodding.

"Well" he said, "that's ruined my day."

I looked at him, amazed. "Why?"

He nodded towards Simkins, with a sigh. I asked how it went. "She's a very, very good girl," he'd said. I understood.

He'd said he couldn't stay long and had to make arrangements to get me home. He asked if he could use my car and said he'd collect me at four. I agreed and asked if he'd get me a box of chocolates for the nurses.

The wait for four o'clock was a nightmare. I was pacing up and down the ward, in and out of the TV room, my stuff packed for hours, waiting.

At 3:30, in walks Colin. "Right then, Bob. Let's get you home."

After saying "farewell" to everyone, including Simkins, we were on our way, with Colin driving my car. We chatted, and I'd asked about the Simkins girl. He'd said he'd arranged to pick her up later, while granny was visiting, and take her to his house. It turns out that Mrs. Simkins goes to Bingo every night. Leaving "misery guts" at home, when he's not in hospital.

We both laughed.

We arrived at my house, our scabby transit van parked on the drive, got inside the house, sat on the settee, and looked around. Nothing's changed, the sound of young girls giggling coming from the back garden. Colin went out. Lucy and Kate came running in and flung themselves at me, hugging and kissing me all over.

"That's enough, girls. Let him breathe." They both got down and went over to him. They sat on the arms of the chair cuddling into him. I smiled.

In the other chair sat Marie, looking beautiful, a young girl of about four years old, came in and stood at her side. She was the spitting image of Colin.

"This is Zoë" Marie said.

I stared, thinking, "There's more to this family than meets the eye."

I said, "Hello, Zoë," and smiled.

The little girl stood in front of me and asked, "Are you my new daddy?"

I lifted her up onto my knee and kissed her on the forehead, "Yes darling, I'm your new daddy."

She smiled and giggled.

"And this is Jenny," Marie said.

Standing at the side of Marie was an angel, the most beautiful, stunning little girl I'd ever seen. She was four foot two, golden-blonde hair, green eyes, the features of a pixie, dressed in a white, button-up-the-front dress. I nearly dropped Zoë.

Jenny walked over and stood before me, held out her hand and said, "Nice to meet you." with a smile that could break you're heart.

I took her little hand and kissed it, saying "The pleasure's all mine." Lucy and Kate were giggling like mad.

"Come on, it's time for us to go," said Colin.

Lucy and Kate got up, kissed everybody before they left, saying we'll see you tomorrow, and lots of "byes".

"Want a cup of tea?" Marie said.

"I'd love one" I replied.

Zoë pulling at the hem of Jenny's dress, saying "Horsey, horsey."

Jenny knelt down on all fours and Zoë climbed onto her back. Jenny started trotting around and around the coffee table, and then Marie brought the teas in and sat down.

By this time, little Zoë was giggling her head off.

As Jenny passed Marie, she stopped and wiggled her bottom, and Marie smacked it lightly. We all giggled.

Jenny did this three or four times with the same results, until Marie had said she had to go and make the beds.

It turned out that Colin had brought their beds and belongings over and cleared out the back bedroom, putting my junk in the garage for me to sort through.

Jenny continued to trot around the coffee table, with Zoë clinging and giggling on her back. She stopped in front of me and wiggled her bottom, smiling. The hem of her dress had risen up her back, showing off her little cream panties. I patted it. A beautiful grin appeared on her face. I smiled.

She carried on, stopped again, and wiggled. I rubbed and patted both cheeks and carried on around and around, stopping, wiggling, longer each time. I was rubbing.

Zoë climbed off Jenny's back and went upstairs to her mum. Jenny smiled and carried on trotting, and then stopped, opened her legs wider, and wiggled.

I rubbed each cheek lightly, sliding my middle finger down the crease of her arse to her little pussy. Her panties were soaking wet, and I rubbed gently. She turned to look at me and smiled, but didn't move. I continued to play.

Rubbing between her puffy lips, her panties were getting wetter. She squeezed her legs together, clamping my fingers.

"Shower time, Jenny." I looked up in shock to see Marie standing in the doorway watching. My fingers were stuck between Jenny's inner thighs, and Jenny's panties were soaking wet. Marie was smiling.

Jenny jumped up and hurried towards the stairs, and Marie followed her. I sat and waited.

Ten minutes later, both girls came down the stairs, wearing little nighties. Jenny's was so tight that her nipples were prominent on formed pointy breasts. Zoë was holding a hair brush, indicating me to brush her hair. She climbed up onto my lap and I started to brush.

Finished, Jenny climbed on my lap. I cuddled her tightly, and as I brushed her hair I noticed her nightie had risen up, showing me her small, perfectly-formed pussy mound. I stared amazed. Above the mound was a little tuft of ginger hair. I passed the brush to Jenny, sliding my hand down and stroking the wispy tuft. She smiled.

Both girls asked if they could turn on the TV. I nodded, and Zoë switched it on.

Both girls lay on the floor on their fronts. Jenny bent her knees and opened her legs, the hem of her nightie rising up and flashing her firm little bottom, her pussy gaping up at me.

Marie came downstairs, went into the kitchen, brought out home made corned-beef slices, passed them around, and sat down opposite me, saying "You've got an hour before bedtime, girls."

Both girls looked at the clock and nodded.

The hour passed quickly, "Come on girls, bedtime,"

They both stood up and stared at me. Zoë asked if I'd read her a story, and Marie nodded her head in agreement. I followed both girls up the stairs to the back bedroom.

Colin had done a good job, emulsioned the walls pink, laid a cream carpet, hung pink curtains, and erected bunk beds.

Zoë climbed up the steps onto the top bunk, and Jenny slid into the bottom bunk. Zoë produced a children's storybook from under her pillow and passed it to me. I leaned closer to her head and started to read.

I'd read halfway through "Jack and the Beanstalk" when I felt little hands stroking the front of my trousers, the zip gently being pulled down, and a little hand reaching into the gap of my boxers and grasping my mushroom cock, setting it free. Jenny stroked lightly, and I felt her cold tongue lick the end and place it into her mouth, slowly sucking, gently wanking the shaft.

I groaned, my cock full-sized. Little Zoë just stared at me as I continued to read.

There came a knock on the door. "It's sleepy-time now, girls." Jenny stopped sucking,

I turned the corner of the book, marking the page, kissed Zoë on the head, and said, "Goodnight sweetheart." She kissed me back and smiled, then slid under the quilt.

I knelt down and stared at Jenny, who was still holding my cock, saliva running down the sides of her mouth, smiling.

I kissed her gently on the lips, slowly moving my right hand down to her little, pointy, firm breasts, her nipples rock-hard, and stroked them slowly. My hand slid further down over her flat belly to her mound, teasing the little ginger tuft. She opened her legs wider.

Sliding my index finger between her chubby pussy lips and into the entrance of her tight little hole, I pushed into her. She jumped.

Dipping my finger in and out, leaving her hymen intact, I rubbed her love button with my thumb until she came. She grabbed my head and kissed me hard on the lips and smiled.

I smiled, knowing she was a virgin, then got up, rearranged my trousers, said goodnight, and went downstairs to Marie.

We sat for hours chatting and me asking questions.

It turned out that Zoë's father is Colin, Jenny's father is Marie's late father's child. A touch of incest, and knowing Marie had the same views as her elder sister Victoria made all the difference.

We discussed marriage and had agreed that I should adopt both children, so they had my name.

This was the start of MY NEW LIFE.