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R'n'R

By Romany

(M/g, incest)


Eric lay in the gloom of his sister�s guest room. The house was
quiet at midnight, with his older sister Jen and husband Ron in
bed at the far end of the hall. Their twelve year old daughter
Aimee slept next door, with ten year old Ross asleep in his room
between Aimee�s and the bathroom along the hall. Eric lay on top
of the bedclothes; his small notebook balanced on his bare chest
and the ear buds plugged into his ears as he watched the porn
clip. One of a number of highly offensive kiddy porn flicks that
had passed between his buddies in his unit that he was playing
for the umpteenth time. Stuff that would get you jail if caught
with it. Eric at twenty-two, already had a weakness for underage
sex having being lured south of the border when he was nineteen
by two buddies, Tigg and Weasel. Tigg knew the quiet discreet
places to go for sex with underage prostitutes. If you desired a
boy or a girl, Tigg knew where to go. The video clip Eric was
viewing was Russian. Some willing young blond girl was introduced
to the camera at the beginning, but she was now looking harried
and worried while being double ended by two swarthy, naked,
tattooed middle aged men. Their cocks looked oversized compared
to the thin girl�s frail body; one jammed in her lips, the other
in her sex as she was fucked doggy fashion on a bare double
mattress. She might be eleven or twelve. By the end of the
fourteen minute clip, three men which presumably included the
cameraman dumped a load in her. The scene edited down from what
was probably a prolonged gangbang. As he watched and listened to
the men curse and grunt over the kid, as well as the girls�
feeble utterances during what was clearly not what she bargained
for at the start, Eric was oblivious to the door opening slowly
and the figure walk quietly into his room; pausing at the foot of
his bed. His view to the door obscured by the notebook screen
playing inches from his eyes.

Aimee stopped at the foot of the bed; her face screwed in
puzzlement at what she saw. In the gloomy half light in the room
she could see her uncle had his laptop open on his chest. And her
jaw dropped as she saw his big cock jutting through the flap in
his army issue cotton underpants; his hand moving deliberately on
the thick organ. It might be gloomy in the room but she could
clearly see what he was doing. She dithered at the end of the bed
confused by the presence of the laptop, and not appreciating he
couldn�t see her yet; her form masked by the laptop screen. Aimee
couldn�t fathom why he hadn�t moved. He must know she was here.
She moved to the corner of the bed and then along the side
towards him. Eric suddenly saw her shape loom into view to the
right of the notebook screen and he jumped. Sitting up quickly
and having to grab the notebook to stop it falling from his
chest; his hand fouling the ear bud cord and pulling them
abruptly from his ears. Aimee jumped in fright at his sudden
movement and moved to turn in panic and flee the room. Realising
who it was Eric called to her.


�Sh-sh-sh-sh,� he said urging her to be calm. �It�s OK�you gave
me a fright,� he said quickly; closing the laptop and putting it
beside him on the bed.

�You scared me to,� Aimee said quietly; trembling as a result of
his sudden movement.

Aimee stood waiting expectantly as he stepped off the bed and
taking her arm to ensure she wouldn�t flee.

�It�s OK,� he said. I was watching movie�I couldn�t see you for
the screen; or hear you as I was wearing ear buds,� he said
quietly.

His eyes were getting used to the ambient light; having
previously been adjusted for the glow of the laptop LCD screen.
He could see she was wearing a white cotton night dress with a
pink heart on the front. Her small budding breasts with her
little nipples evident even in the gloom. The night dress was
short, about mid thigh. He had ogled her slyly earlier in the
evening before her mother had sharply directed her to get her
bathrobe and wear it when moving about the living room
downstairs. She had stomped off in a huff. Her appearance in the
night dress was aimed deliberately at Eric. Aimee was well aware
of her appearance and the attraction she held for older boys and
adult men. She had shunned him since his arrival the day before.
Masking the deep crush she had for him by acting like a
precocious bitch such that her mother had scolded her for being
so rude and flippant with Eric. It was a sham. She was infatuated
with him. Her juvenile reasoning was, as he was her uncle and
also being so much older, he was unattainable. This coupled with
her immaturity saw her behave badly as a realization to the
futility of her crush. Eric had simply dismissed her as a bad
mannered little bitch, despite noting how she had blossomed since
his visit last summer.

Eric moved her to his bedside. As he sat back he realised his
cock was sticking out of his underpants and still nearly fully
erect despite the shock appearance of the girl. Now sensing she
had willingly come to his room after midnight like this, he knew
she was not here by accident. Aimee glanced down at his crotch
and eyed his erect cock.

�You saw me,� he said quietly.

She nodded her head and looked embarrassed.

�How long?� he asked.

�I�I don�t know�a minute or two I guess,� she answered a little
sheepishly.

�I was watching a sexy movie,� he said sheepishly and grinned at
her, beginning to jack his cock obscenely.

She smiled wanly at him and the nervously looked down at his hand
sliding up and down the cock; not knowing what to make of it all.
He noted her eyes shining as she watched his hand being familiar
with the cock.

�Have you seen one before�a man�a penis?� he asked softly. �A
cock,� he added with a leer.

Aimee�s eyes flicked to his and then back to the cock in his
hand. She had indeed seen an adult penis; and not an accidental
glimpse of her father�s one either. Her guilty secret was a
number of serious events with her friend Chelsea�s father; and
then the substitute art teacher she had seen secretly after
school last year came to her mind. His direct question made her
feel unsettled and she felt that he could read her mind; or at
least know if she lied. Yet she could not bring herself to say
yes. She swallowed hard and slowly shook her head.

Uncle Eric sat back a little and spread his legs. His cock now
fully erect looked huge waving about; held vertical by the
pressure of his underpants flap taught because he had spread his
thighs this way. Aimee looked at it and he saw the indecision on
her face. She hadn�t fled when she saw it from the end of the
bed; and she wasn�t about to run now she was only inches from it.
Standing by his knee looking down at it his eyes widened as he
saw her run her tongue along her bottom lip in an involuntary
gesture brought on by her nervousness. Eric misread the sign as
an expression of want. He reached for her wrist.

�Give me your hand Aimee,� he crooned.

She felt his hand take her wrist and at first she held back.

�Give me your hand,� he said a little sterner, his voice still
low in case he might be heard; despite her brother Ross being
some distance away behind his closed door.

Aimee didn�t resist further and he placed her hand on his
erection. Given her secret past history, the feel of an erect
adult cock was not a mystery to her; but still a wonderment to be
sure. But he was her uncle; her mother�s younger brother. She had
come into his room willingly yet not knowing really what to
expect. Driven by the yearning crush she felt yet believing she
had seen to it by her juvenile behavior that he must hate her.
She was desperate to redeem herself despite not really knowing
how it would turn out. This wasn�t that bad at the end of it all.
It was the shock she got when he jumped up that unnerved her. Now
feeling the hard cock in her hand emboldened her more and she
began to relax. Within a minute or two of gentle coaching, Eric
sensed she was relaxed sufficiently to let her wrist go. And so
she jacked him steadily with a practice familiarity. To his
surprise, she adjusted her position and crouched before him,
between his open thighs as he sat on the side of the bed. With a
brief flick of her fine blond hair behind each ear, Aimee lowered
her mouth over her Uncle Eric�s curved fat cock and began to suck
him just as she had learned to do with Chelsea�s dad and the
teacher.

Eric sat with a growing sense of excitement watching her head bob
up and down. The fine blond hair parted in the middle, hooked
behind each ear and hanging over her shoulders and back. He
stroked it lovingly and crooned encouragement. At one point she
took the cock and pushed it back and licked the underside from
balls to tip. His jaw dropped realising this wasn�t a casual act
she had just picked up. It began to slowly filter through his
brain Aimee was not the virginal novice he had thought she was a
few minutes earlier. He noted the way she looked up at him as she
licked the cock�s length. She was seeking praise and he gently
commended her on �being the best� and she smiled mawkishly and
lowered her head over the cock once more. Taking as much as she
could before gagging drove her head back.

�You�ve definitely been here before� Eric thought. �And not just
once or twice I�ll bet.�

Eric let the girl have her head so to speak. He allowed himself
to be further aroused by her not inconsiderable skill and soon he
was feeling that nagging urge to cum. He was feeling somewhat
agitated by his nearing ejaculation and he fiddled with her hair
and clasped his hands behind her neck. Aimee sensed where he was
going, having already learned the power of men�s ejaculation. She
pulled back a little and monitored his state of agitation. When
he eventually gasped and thrust his hips up from the bed, she had
eased back so just the knob was between her lips; his pleasure
maintained by her small hand jacking the middle of his cock
tightly. Eric sputtered and gasped and came quickly. Aimee had
planned to pull her lips off the cock and jack him through his
climax; but she misread his closeness and the first two strong
spurts filled her mouth before she twisted her lips away. The
subsequent spurts hitting her upper cheek and then jaw line as
she tried to twist her head away and down. He finished spurting
into her hair which had slipped forward from behind her hair.

Eric gushed and gasped his praise and appreciation and despite
the miscalculation that saw her mouth full of semen, and feeling
the ribbons of the fluid running down her face, Aimee felt
genuinely pleased he said he loved it. It was his reaction not
the words that warmed her most. He cradled her head and kissed
her hair and nose. Carefully avoiding her mouth which still had
semen in it as she sluiced saliva around to swallow the residue.
She had tasted cum before. She wasn�t necessarily welcoming of a
mouthful but she had come to accept it as part of the act of a
blowjob. She wiped her face instinctively and felt the wetness of
the ribbons of semen on her cheek and jaw line. She wiped her
hand on the bed, a sheepish grin on her lips. He took her head
tenderly and kissed her full on the lips. The little girl�s heart
sang at the thought he had no qualms putting his mouth where his
cock had been moments earlier.

�You were terrific,� he whispered and kissed her nose gently.

She blushed and wrapped her arms around his shoulders; feeling
secure in his arms.

�That was really great,� he said helping her stand between his
spread legs; his cock still jutting half hard from his
underpants.

�We�ve got plenty of time until the morning,� he whispered and he
stood and gently reached for the hem of her night dress.

Aimee was filled with apprehension. She might be more experienced
with adult men and sex than she had any right to be, but no one
had seen her completely naked. While she was no virgin previous
intercourse had happened when she was mostly clothed; just minus
her underpants. She held her arms in against her side and Eric
felt her reticence.

�It�s Ok sweetie,� he crooned. �I can be naked too.�

And with that he let her night dress go and quickly shucked his
underpants. She opened her mouth in awe at the sight of his hairy
pubic bush and the size of his cock and balls between his legs.
In Aimee�s experience the cocks were usually fleshy poles jutting
through flies of pants or underpants like she had just
experienced. This was the first time she had seen a man
completely nude. And despite the gloom in the room, she saw
everything plainly.

�Now you,� he said softly and took the hem of her night dress
once more.

The reluctance was still there but now he had stripped for her,
she felt obliged to go along with him. She stood passive as he
lifted the garment from her. Seeing she wore a small pair of
white underpants, he slipped his hands in the waist band and
pushed them down her thighs to the floor. The girl nervously
stepped out of the underpants and rolled her shoulders in so her
upper arms covered her budding breasts and her hands clasped in
front of her bald sex.

�No, no, sweetie,� he said gently, realising she was trying to
cover herself.

�Nothing to hide, either of us,� he crooned as he gently took her
shoulders and twisted her down onto the bed.

She lay on her back and then moved to the far side as he
stretched out beside her. Her shoulder hit the laptop where he
had dropped it so he lent over her and placed it on the floor
beside the bed. He turned on his side and brought his face close
to hers.

�You�re beautiful,� he whispered and kissed her cheek.

�No I�m not,� she whispered back.

�Yes you are,� he said with a grin, and he placed his hand on her
belly.

She jumped a little and she moved her hand to his as if to
control what he could do. He lay watching her as he slowly moved
his hand around her midriff; her hand lightly on top of his.  He
slowly moved it up to her small breasts. She allowed his hand to
move away from hers and she lay passive, bring her hands to
gently clasp together on her lower tummy. He fondled her breasts
and she lay with her face turned to his, watching his face
lovingly. He stroked her breasts gently and twiddled her nipples
until they became hard. Her eyes closed a little and she lay
enjoying his hands becoming more familiar with her budding
breasts. Eventually the wandering hand strayed down her belly to
her lower abdomen and over her lightly clasped hands. She started
when she felt the fingers lightly stroke her lower pubis and she
instinctively moved to push his hand away when his fingertips
stroked her sex; but she resisted the urge to stop him. And
eventually she let out a long sigh. Eric bent his mouth to her
closest breast and suckled the taut little nipple; sliding his
fingertips gently too and froe along her slit.

After several minutes of this, it was obvious the girl wasn�t
actually sexually aroused, despite her frequents sighing and
�oooh� and �aahh� noises she gave as encouragement to what she
now found enjoyable. Eric leaned over her. Aimee lifted her head
off the pillow in surprise at what he was doing. He stretched his
hand to hook the strap of his tote bag against the wall under the
window. Being careful not to crush her with his weight, he
dragged the bag close enough and felt in a side pocket. Finding
what he was feeling for he leaned back off of her and she lay
peering at him quizzically; wondering what he was doing. She
heard a faint �click� noise and then a �shlick schlick� sound. It
eventually dawned on her what he was doing when she jumped as she
felt the cold lubricant on his fingertips when he touched it
against her sex. He had flipped the cap of a bottle of lubricant
and squeezed it onto his fingertips and was now lubricating her.

�O-o-o-h,� she gasped and then chuckled nervously.

�Sorry,� he whispered. �I should have warned you,� he added and
he slowly greased the girl�s sex with the gel.

Eric lovingly lubricated the girls sex; reveling in the silky
touch of her preteen flesh. Pushing his fingers smeared with the
gel into her tight vaginal cavity so she had to lift her butt off
the bed to ease the slight discomfort she felt as he went into
the second knuckle; with three fingers stretching her vaginal
opening unnaturally. Aimee lay fascinated by what was happening;
the cool of the night air felt good on her naked young body. Her
two previous adult lovers had been more interested in simply
penetrating her rather than engaging in some prolonged seduction
that might result in undressing her. Those previous encounters
had all been somewhat urgent and furtive and geared towards the
men�s pleasure and did not require nudity from either her or her
lovers. Yet both her friend Chelsea�s father and the substitute
teacher had used lubricant; each conscious of her age and the
state of her physical maturity. As Eric gently greased her she
relaxed, knowing full well what was to come; enjoying his obvious
enjoyment of her body. But when he moved to ease her to the
middle of the single bed, and then slid over her, she felt a
little disappointed he did not continue further with what she
regarded as pleasant foreplay. With a slight feeling of regret at
this apparent haste, she opened her legs and slid her heels back
towards her buttocks; raising and spreading her knees. Eric did
not hesitate seeing her willing invitation. Pulling firmly on his
cock a couple of times to wipe the residue of the lubricant along
the length, he quickly braced his weight on one hand beside her
shoulder and pushed his cock against her young sex. Aimee placed
her hands on his shoulders and looked up at his face in the gloom
of the bedroom light. She saw the look of eagerness on his face
and felt disappointed once more. She wished he could be a little
more romantic with the way he regarded her. Oblivious to how she
was feeling Eric got the head of his cock in the opening of her
vagina quite easily. She lifted her butt to help and he slowly
slid his cock into her well greased vagina. Aimee letting out a
long sigh and a slight grunt as Eric shoved himself home with a
series of short jerks.

�You OK?� he whispered close to her ear.

�Uh huh?� she said, her face slightly contorted due to the slight
discomfort she was feeling.

Eric was big. Probably bigger than the two previous men who had
abused her this way; hard and thick and buried inside her. He
waited a respectful time for her to get used to him, and then he
began to deliberately fuck his tender young niece. Slow at first,
but with long deliberate strokes. Thudding gently against her
young cervix, and then pulling back so just the tip of his
cock-head was engaged. And then pushing back deep in her. She
realised he was now being totally considerate of her. Not knowing
he was a closet pedophile, she could not know he had been in this
situation with child prostitutes on numerous occasions. Unaware
he usually just banged girls without any of the consideration he
was showing her. Eric fucked her thoroughly. Reveling in her
tight cunt. Enjoying her light ooohing and aahing as she held him
around his shoulders. He was sucking at her neck and throat.
Mashing her small firm breasts with a hand as he took his
pleasure. Gradually increasing the speed as he went along.
Getting close and slowing; spending a few moments to nuzzle and
suckle her breasts while he brought himself back from the brink
of ejaculation. And then slowly building the pace, only to break
off once more and stave off the climax. He did this maybe three
or four times before he missed the point he should have slowed.
He felt a sudden delicious pang in his groin that he knew meant
he had passed the point of no return.

Eric quickly increased the tempo of his fucking to get the rhythm
that his body recognized as the optimum as a prelude to a strong
hard cum. Gritting his teeth and slipping his hands under her
buttocks, he fucked her vigorously; panting and hissing through
his nose as the delicious feeling coursed through his groin, up
through his cock tightly gripped by her cunt, and he came hard.
Aimee clinging to him as he vigorously fucked her in short sharp
butt-slapping movements as he spewed into her. Stifling the urge
to cry out as he wanted to; for fear of waking the sleeping
household. The bed jostled and creaked and the head board
occasionally bumped against the wall and Aimee felt afraid
someone would hear. Yet she clung to him; a broad smile on her
face as she enjoyed the sound of him cumming. She knew this sound
too well for a girl her age. But it was her handsome uncle who
she had had a crush on since his last visit. Her mother�s younger
brother by nearly fifteen years; naked and erect and buried
inside of her. Flooding her and making her feel unspeakably happy
as he slowly calmed down; still jammed as deep as he could get
inside of her. As he eventually stopped the motion of fucking,
and lay holding himself inside of her, she cradled his shoulders
and lightly stroked his back. None of her previous encounters had
ever been like this. This was by far the best.

When Eric slowly pulled out of her, her sex mad a light
fluttering farting noise and she groaned in embarrassment and
blushed deeply at her body�s betrayal of politeness. Eric ignored
it and fingered her, feeling his semen slowly oozing from her.
Conscious of the fact they were lying on the bedspread, and not
actually on the bed sheets, he reached for a Kleenex in a box on
the nightstand, and gently held the wadded tissue against her
crotch. She appreciated his consideration and reached a hand down
and took over the simple act of wiping her leaking vaginal
opening. Eric slid back and sat up looking down at her. He
fondled a breast as she finished wiping herself. Aimee stretched
her arm back and deposited the wad of tissue on the nightstand;
to be retrieved later and flushed down the toilet. He looked down
at her and idly toyed with her breasts. He then felt her sex and
for a few moments played with her labia and pressured her
juvenile clitoral area. Aimee was in bliss given her uncle�s
apparent consideration and appreciation of her burgeoning young
body. It did not cross either of their minds that her age and
their relationship were two powerful reasons why she should never
have had to experience this. But she did not see that. She felt
happy and somewhat overwhelmed by what had just occurred.

The rest of the night together saw Eric fuck Aimee twice more
before she drifted from the room near daybreak. She had been
reamed thoroughly and completely by her pedophilic uncle. Once
more in the missionary position and once made to crouch sleepily
on her knees as he rutted her vigorously from behind. These two
bouts of torrid sex mingled with his petting and crooning how
special she was made her feel great. She had no idea of Eric�s
dark pedophilic urges any more than he knew of her sexual
experiences; except for Eric to note Aimee exhibited a sexual
maturity that made him suspicious he was not the first to have
her.

***

The remaining four days of his short stay very quickly followed
the pattern of that first carnal night. And there were times
through the day when Jen had said she was going out on errands
which Aimee declined to accompany her; muttering good naturedly
her mother was impossibly frustrating to go shopping with. With
Ross often at a friend�s house, Jen checked with Eric if it was
Ok Aimee stayed with him. Of course it was no problem for Eric
and following Jen�s good natured teasing of Aimee about being
baby sat, Jen left for an hour or two on each occasion. Eric
fucked the willing girl each and every time they were left alone.
Indulging himself in a dominant carnal way as he twisted her
lithe body, sometimes in impossible angles, as he ploughed her
deeply. Flooding her young sex as he gorged himself sexually with
her body. And each night after mid-night, Aimee floated into his
darkened room and he fucked her at least twice before she left at
daybreak. Eventually his brief R-and-R visit ended. Amy weeping
quietly the final parting from his bed the dawning of the day he
left. Eric returned to base to prepare for shipping out to Iraq
as he knew he would when he had come to visit with his sister and
family. The inevitability of his going to a potentially dangerous
situation had made the parting from Jen doubly sad and she had
wished him safe journey and told him how proud she was; and how
their late parents would likewise be justifiably proud. There was
just the two of them from their family now and she wished him to
return safe and sound.

When the news came Eric had died a matter of weeks after his
arrival in Iraq, Jen was consumed by grief; as was Aimee. He had
been killed in a freak accident when the Humvee he was riding in
had slid off a dirt road and rolled down a steep bank; Eric being
thrown from the vehicle and crushed as it landed on top of him.
The day his body was to be buried here in Jen�s town, she
privately lamented she was now the last surviving member of their
family. Her family name would not now be carried on by her late
brother. Jen had no idea of the small spark of life growing
inside Aimee, as the girl bent over the toilet bowl that morning,
and retched and coughed into the bowl as she had done these past
mornings. Neither Aimee nor Jen having any idea the girl was
pregnant with Eric�s child. It had not occurred to Aimee why she
had the recent bouts of nausea. She had never had a period,
believing puberty was still some months off; therefore being
pregnant was not a consideration. But with her two other adult
lovers, the teacher had used a condom and Chelsea�s father had
had a vasectomy and had cum inside her without care on a number
of occasions; just as her Uncle Eric had done repeatedly. And so
Jen as yet had no knowledge that Aimee was carrying not just her
future grandchild, but a future nephew or niece as well! There
would be mixed emotions when it would eventually become known.
Eric would live on in his unborn child. Yet the joy of new life
would be heavily offset by the horror of how the young Aimee came
to be pregnant.


The End


� Romany 2010. Protected by copyright law.

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