Perverts 'R' Us

Our Niece - Part 4

By Nobody True ( M/f, inc-unc/niece, cons )

I lay on the bed and watched as Molly slept peacefully, I had already phoned the hospital, and was told Mike would be staying in for a couple of days, Stig jumped onto the bed and sniffed at her and licked her face, her eyes opened slowly, she hugged him, "Hi Stig"

"Hello baby, how are you feeling?"

"So tired, do I have to get up now?" she answered.

"No baby, you can sleep as long as you want, I thought you might be hungry that's all."

She smiled up at me, "I'm starving. Where's Uncle Mike?" I told her what had happened.

She stared at me and nodded, "I thought something was wrong when I heard the siren." She stared at Stig. "You're a naughty boy, Stig, yes you are" she scolded him as she ruffled his fur.

"Is pizza OK, Molly?"

"Oh yes, please. I love pizza,"

"Pepperoni OK?"

"Oh yes, please Uncle Robert" she said excitedly.

I went downstairs and ordered the pizza over the phone, Molly came down the stairs followed by Stig.

"About forty-five minutes, OK Baby?" She nodded her approval. "Do you want to get a shower first?"

She smiled, "AHA!" She ran back up the stairs and got into the shower. Stig sat on my lap in the living room.

The phone rang, and I answered it. "Hello? Hi Bill. Fine. Yes, she's in the shower. Yes, she's OK." I shouted up the stairs "Molly, your Daddy wants you… No Bill, he's had an accident. Stig bit him. No, he's fine, aren't you boy? Yes, yes, aha, no problem."

Molly ran down the stairs dripping wet, barely covered by a small bath towel, and grabbed the phone from me.

"Hi Daddy. Yes, I'm fine. Oh, yes they are. Yes, he's fine. Oh yes, Daddy. They're teaching me all sorts of things." Molly's face turned scarlet as she listened, "I will, I promise, Daddy. Can I speak to Mummy?" A long pause. "Hi. Oh yes Mummy… aha, mmmnm…" I stared at her as she spoke to Aunt Jane. She let the towel drop to the floor and stood naked. Beads of water ran down her lithe eleven-year-old body towards her bald pussy mound. Her hand slipped between her thighs and gently stroked her pussy with her fingers.

I took a photo of her on my mobile phone and sent it to Bill, smirking to myself as she gently rubbed between her pussy lips and found her love button. I knelt on the floor before her and began licking her pussy. "That's fine, aha, LICK, mnmnm, yes, mnmnm, what? Oh nothing mummy, no, Stig's licking me. Aha, yes OK. Bye Mummy, loves you."

"Daddy wants to talk to you, Uncle Robert" she passed the phone down to me.

"Yes Bill, aha," I flicked my tongue at her pussy. LICK. Molly leaned forward, pushing her pussy into my face, giggling. "You want me to teach her what? Oh yes, that's not a problem." LICK. "Aha," LICK, "mnmnm, I know, she looks lovely, doesn't she? OK, see you when you get back." LICK.

I put the phone down. "Got an itch, Baby?"

"Yes, mnmnm" LICK, "Just there," LICK. "Oh yes, Uncle Robert." Molly's legs opened wider as my tongue delved into her pussy hole. She squealed, "Please don't stop, Uncle Robert."

The doorbell rang. I stood and lifted the towel, and draped it loosely around her shoulders. I opened the door to the delivery man.

"Your order, sir" I pulled the money out of my pocket.

"There you go; keep the change"

The man said, "Thank you, sir" and stared open-mouthed behind me. I turned and watched. Molly had dropped the towel and leaned against the telephone table with her knees bent and was rubbing her pussy again.

The delivery man kept staring. "Pretty little thing, isn't she?" the man nodded open-mouthed as I closed the door on him. "Still got that itch, Molly?"

"Oh yes Uncle Robert, it won't stop. Can I play on the rocky horse later?"

"Hum, we'll see. Shall we watch the DVDs first?" Molly nodded, I passed her the pizza box and went upstairs to the spare bedroom and retrieved the DVDs from the cameras.

As I came down the stairs I heard her chatting to Stig. "Good boy, Stig… just there… oh yes, good boy… you're a good doggy" I stared as she sat on the edge of the chair with her legs wide open. Stig was between her thighs and lapping at her pussy while she stroked his head.

"Save some for me, Molly?"

"I will, Uncle Robert" she giggled.

I sat down and she tore off a triangle of the pizza and passed it to me. "That's enough for now, Stig. Here, catch" she pushed him away from between her legs and threw him a piece of pizza. Stig gulped it down and begged for more.

The DVD was playing; squealing noises erupted from the speakers. Stig stared at the TV screen with his head cocked to one side and Molly started giggling. "Is that me?"

I smiled. "Of course."

We sat and watched her performance. I stared at the TV screen, the expressions on her face a look of pure bliss. The DVD lasted for no more than fifteen minutes, and it ended with her hugging the horse's neck, fast asleep.

I put the second DVD in the machine, the rear view, and stared as she climbed on the rocking horse, helped my Mike. I saw myself tie her ankle and handcuff her wrists, and thought "This bit needs editing." We watched her little bottom precariously balanced above the large black dildo. I slowed the DVD down when my hand stroked her bottom on the screen.

She slowly sat, taking the black head easily into her pussy, the smaller cream dildo touching her virgin star arsehole. She got up from the settee and knelt on the floor in front of the TV.

We watched as she slowly dropped down onto the saddle. I stared at the pivot's action, gently rocking as she worked her bottom down onto the cream dildo. I smiled as the dildos fucked both her holes. "Oh wow" she gasped.

We stared at the screen when Stig suddenly jumped at Mike. Molly giggled with her hand covering her mouth. "Oh Stig." I watched as Mike rolled about in agony on the floor, knowing full well I'd have to edit this bit.

The video finished with Molly's thighs tightly draped around the saddle, the stock of the cream dildo clearly visible, wedged in her arsehole, while hugging the horse's neck.

The screen went blank and Molly stared at me. "Is that the end?" I nodded. "Are you going to let my Mummy and Daddy see it?"

"Just your Daddy for now, sweetheart."

"What's a fuck slut, Uncle Robert?"

"Why, Baby?"

"That's what my Daddy said I was going to be, his little fuck slut."

I smiled at her. "Well Molly, at the moment you're my little fuck slut, until your Daddy gets home." She nodded and carried on eating the pizza and passed little scraps to Stig.

When she'd had enough, she plonked herself down on the settee and cuddled Stig in her arms and fell asleep. I sat at the PC and edited the DVDs and watched them again. I posted a message on one of the special sites, "Eleven-year-old girl, Fucked in the saddle" and posted a short clip of her face, and then sat and waited for replies. There were four replies within a couple of minutes. "£500 sterling a copy" I typed.

Within ten minutes I was inundated with orders. I giggled, "What a way to make a living." Molly woke up as I chatted online to a friend. She stood at my side and stared at the screen.

"That's my teacher."

"Is it, Baby?" She nodded.

I switched the web cam on and he accepted. "Want to meet my niece?" I typed.

"YES" came the reply.

"Come and sit on my knees, Molly?" she maneuvered herself between the PC desk and sat. I lifted her legs over mine.

"Is that MOLLY SAINT?" the words spelled on the screen.

I giggled, "Go on, answer him."

Molly typed, "HI MR ROGERS, YES IT'S ME" I adjusted the cam.

"OH WOW MOLLY YOU'RE BEUTIFULL" he answered.

I panned the cam down her body towards her pussy. Mr. Rogers, or "Billy Boy" as we knew him as, was one of our best clients and a keen and avid collector.

I pasted a link to the video clip I'd made earlier and switched off the PC.

"Won't he tell me off?" she asked.

I laughed. "No, Molly. Mr. Rogers will do anything for you now."

"He doesn't like me, Uncle Robert. He says I'm a silly little girl."

I laughed loudly. "I'm afraid, Molly, that Mr. Rogers will be keeping a close eye on you now. Would you like to see Mr. Rogers in action? If I show you something on DVD you have to keep it to yourself and don't tell a soul, OK?"

She nodded "Yes, Uncle Robert, I promise."

"OK then," I lifted one of the arm chairs, turned it onto its back, and removed the board that was loosely fixed to the base of the chair. I pulled out the hoard of DVDs and sifted through them and found the one I was looking for.

Molly stared at the large collection of DVDs on the floor. As I loaded the DVD into the machine she asked, "Are all of these of little girls, Uncle Robert?"

"Oh yes, Baby, all of them."

She stared at me with a puzzled look on her face. The DVD played. "HI, I'M HONEY," the young naked girl said as she sat on a bean bag on the floor in a large room. She stared at the camera. "I'M ELEVEN YEARS OLD." Billy boy / Mr. Rogers sat behind her and began fondling her flat chest. He whispered in her ear, and she nodded. "I LIKE MEN NOT BOYS." He whispered again, and she nodded. "I LIKE BIG MEN, NOT LITTLE BOYS." I watched Molly staring at the screen. Mr. Rogers played with the girl's bald, immature pussy.

"Do you know her, Molly?"

She shook her head no. I fast-forwarded until another girl came up on the screen, and I stared at Molly's reaction. "That's Katherine."

"Is it? Do you know her?"

"Yes, she's older than me and she goes to my school."

"HI, I'M KATHERINE AND I'M TWELVE YEARS OLD"

"See?" Molly squealed excitedly.

"Do you know where she lives?"

Molly nodded "AHA."

We watched as Billy boy played with her small, firm breasts, tweaking her nipples. We watched as his hand slid down her belly to a wispy V of dark pubes on her pussy mound and Billy Boy tousled the small amount of pubic hair, slipping two fingers into her pussy.

I fast-forwarded the DVD and Molly tutted. "Oaer, Uncle Robert" the DVD stopped at another girl.

"Do you know her?"

Molly stared at the screen in shock. "That's Lucy! She's my best friend at school."

"HI, I'M LUCY, AND I'M ELEVEN YEARS OLD."

We watched Billy Boy in exactly the same scenario. Molly stared at the TV screen with her hand over her mouth.

"She didn't tell me. We promised to tell each other everything" I stared at her as she watched Billy Boy playing with her best friend's pussy.

"Molly, why should she tell you?"

"Because she's my best friend" she turned and stared at me as I shook my head.

"Molly, these things are private and you have to keep them to yourself, only the people involved should know." she stared at me deep in thought and nodded in response.

The girl, Lucy, was happily sucking Billy Boy's hard cock. Molly moved closer to the TV screen and stared as her best friend tried to swallow the whole of Billy Boy's cock.

"That's what your Daddy wants me to teach you."

Molly turned and stared at me. "Is that what he wants me to do?"

I nodded "and other things, Baby."

She sat and pondered what I'd told her. "But you said my Daddy's cock was bigger than yours?"

"It is, Baby. He doesn't expect you to get it all in at once, but in time, as you get older, you will." She carried on staring at the screen, watching her best friend.

"Mr. Rogers hasn't got a very big one, has he?" she giggled.

"No Molly, he hasn't. But then, how many little girls would know?"

I skipped through the DVD and stopped at each girl. Molly knew all the rest. They all went to her school. Mike and I had wondered for a long time how Billy Boy had managed to procure the girls in such a short time. Obviously by now he was successful. I flicked back through to the earlier girls.

I found Honey again. "Are you sure, you don't know her, Molly?" She shook her head.

"No, why?"

"Because Uncle Mike wants her."

"Does he? Why her?"

"Because we know Billy Boy hasn't fucked her yet. He calls her pussy, "tupence" because she's so small.

"And Uncle Mike wants to fuck her?" Molly exclaimed.

"No, Baby. I think Uncle Mike wants to keep her."

Mike had had this obsession with this girl Honey for a while. He must have watched this DVD about a thousand times. I switched the DVD player off.

"Oaer," tutted Molly, "can I watch Lucy and Mr. Rogers again?"

"No Molly, that's enough."

She sat and chatted. "You wouldn't think Mr. Rogers was like that, would you?"

"Why, all men are like that. If you flashed your pussy at any man, they would take notice and want to fuck you."

"Would they?"

I nodded. "Shall we have an early night, Molly?"

She smiled and nodded, "Can I have another go on the rocky horse?"

I shook my head, "No Baby; there's things I have to teach you."

"For my Daddy?" I nodded.

Molly sprawled on the bed, tousling Stig's fur as I undressed. I lay beside her, and she watched as I gently stroked my cock hard, wanking it slowly. Molly stared, intently watching my actions.

"Would you like to try?" She grabbed for my cock, "Gently Baby." She wanked my cock slowly. "Now, put it in your mouth." the dampness of her small mouth made my cock twitch, as she slowly sucked at the head.

I maneuvered her so I could lick her pussy. "This is called a sixty-nine, you suck my cock and I lick your pussy."

"AHA," she mumbled.

"That's it, now force it down. That's it, a little more. Now, back up, and back down." Suddenly she gagged. She sat staring at my cock, gulping air into her throat. "Try again, Baby?" She did. "Now, when you get to the bit where you feel sick, swallow."

It took two or three goes before she managed to swallow, the wonderful feeling of her tight larynx around my shaft. I held on to her head and kept her in place. I let go and she pulled off my cock, swallowing and gulping air.

"So how did that feel, Molly?" I asked as she stroked her throat. "It hurts."

"Want to try again?" She nodded. Molly's mouth sank down my shaft again. She swallowed. My cock twitched within her throat, and she suddenly balked and retched. Fluid engulfed my cock and balls as she pulled back up. "Take your time, Baby" I told her, as she sat gulping for air. I reached down, grabbed my tee-shirt, and wiped the fluid, sick, and pieces of pizza off my cock and balls.

I pulled her on top of me and began licking her pussy and sucking her nub. She pushed down hard onto my face as my tongue slid into her hole. My nose was buried in her arsehole, and she began sucking my cock again, trying to force it down her throat. I had to stop her; my balls had begun to swell.

"That's enough, Molly" I told her as I pulled her round to face me. I kissed her gently, her tongue shot into my mouth and played with mine. "I want you to sit on my cock and ride it like you did the rocky horse."

She smiled, "I'll try, Uncle Robert".

Molly crouched above my cock, her feet at my sides, and her hands splayed on my stomach. She rubbed my cock head back and forth between her wet pussy lips teasingly, and sat on the head. She pushed slowly down my shaft until she reached the entrance to her womb.

Suddenly without warning she dropped down onto my cock, the whole length was wedged within her pussy. She "owwed," a look of pure shock on her face. "Don't move, Molly, just sit there and get used to it." She stared at me, unable to speak.

I twitched my cock inside her, and she owwed and slowly pulled herself back up my shaft, and then dropped down again. "Molly don't, you'll hurt yourself."

She carried on, groaning "I have to learn for my Daddy." I let her do as she liked, and she started to moan, the concentration on her face unbelievable. "Mnmnm Aaargh, huh, huh, huh" She began to fuck my cock and she squealed within seconds, and carried on, "Huh, Huh, Huh."

Something inside her had taken over. Her lithe body rocked and ground onto my cock. "Stop Molly, Not yet." Strange, guttural mewing noises erupted from her mouth. She fucked me in total concentration.

Suddenly I felt her womb contract, and liquid exploded from deep within her. She squealed, mewed, and her head dropped down onto my chest, as my cock fished in her river of life.

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