Chapter 4

   Jill had a dream that night.  She dreamed that she got a pony
for her birthday, but when she tried to get up on it, it turned
into Uncle Bob's penis.  She perched on top of it, looking
around.  She was way up in the air.  It didn't hurt, but it
wasn't going in her either.  She looked around and could see for
miles.  Then, slowly, she realized she was sinking down on it as
it spread her open.  Again it didn't hurt, but her hips spread
apart visibly and then her belly bulged as if she had a baby
inside it, but it was just the head of his monster cock inside
her.  She stroked her swollen belly and he cried out and spurted
inside her, making her belly swell even more as he filled her up.
 Jets of his sperm started squirting out of her belly button,
like there was a fire hose in there.

   Her eyes flashed open.  She was breathing like she'd run the
fifty in four seconds flat.  It was dark.  There was nothing in
her pussy.  With a sigh, she went back to sleep.

   The next time she woke, when she opened her eyes, her Uncle's
chest was right in front of her face.  They had rolled together
in the night and were facing each other.  She drew in a breath
and smelled his male scent.  Her hand was between her chest and
his and she lifted a finger to drag it through his chest hair.
She remembered her dream, and then watching as her mother got
fucked by the cock she had dreamed about.

   Fucked.  That was the word for it.  Jill wasn't used to
thinking about things like that and using words like that.  But
now she knew what that word meant.  It was a raw, sexual word, a
word that brought to mind thick creamy sperm being flushed into a
spasming pussy.  Her own pussy started getting wet and she felt
the tingle of being excited sexually.

   She let her hand wander down toward her uncle's cock.  She ran
into it long before she thought she would.

   It was hard.

   It was lying between them, up against his stomach, and a
wrinkle in the sheets was why she hadn't felt its heat against
her abdomen.  She moved the sheet and rolled against him, feeling
that hot, hard log press into her stomach.  She knew how it felt
on the outside now.

   And, after her dream, she just HAD to know what it felt like
on the inside.

   She scooted upward until her face was at her uncle's chin.
Then she raised her topmost leg and, reaching between them again,
grasped his cock lightly and moved it until the head was nuzzled
into her pussy.  The head was so big that it rubbed her whole
pussy mouth, including her clit.  She began rolling forward and
backward, just a little...  just enough to make that big knob
masturbate her clit.

   Now she got wet, and her pussy mouth opened up each time the
head nudged into it.  She was having such a good time that she
didn't feel his body move.

   Bob didn't wake up, exactly, but he drifted toward the line
between sleep and being awake.  He was dreaming, apparently,
because his prick felt like it was sniffing around a nice, juicy
pussy.  If his cock would have had a tongue, it would have been
licking that pussy, getting it excited so it would open up and
welcome the massive girth of his cock.  He pushed and felt the
head get warmer as it burrowed deeper.  In his dream there was no
reason not to slide it right on into that nice warm pussy.

   So he did.

   Jill was breathing deeply anyway, very excited now, and close
to getting off on the cock that she was masturbating with.  Then,
suddenly, before she could do anything, her uncle's body rolled
toward her and his hips thrust. There was an instant of sharp
pain as her hymen was torn, and then a deeper, duller, more
intense pain as her pussy mouth was cruelly stretched as her
virgin pussy walls were forced roughly apart and two inches of
Bob's cock pried it's way into her.

   Jill's eyes, which had been closed in rapturous sexual thrill,
popped open and she looked at her uncle's face.  She was holding
a breath, about to shout at him, when she realized he was still
asleep.  She let the breath dribble out of her mouth in a low
pitched moan as she raised her leg again, trying to open up her
pussy and ease the ache in her loins.  Her uncle's arm moved and
draped across her waist as she lifted her arm.  His arm pulled
her close to him and she let her hand drop on his hip.  It was
through that hand that she felt the muscles of his buttocks tense
and she knew he was going to thrust again.  She also knew that,
while she could stand what had already happened to her, she would
NOT be able to take two more inches.

   "NOOoooooooo" she groaned as his hips DID flex and ball bat in
her pussy was driven further up into her.

   Bob woke up suddenly at the agonized sound of his niece's
voice at his chin.  The first thing he saw was her face, which
was a mask of pain.  The first thing he felt was his cock, being
clasped by a set of velvet vice grips.  He felt her body against
his, and knew immediately whose pussy his cock was in.

   Jill, with tears in her eyes, said "Oh shit oh shit oh shit"
about the same time she realized her uncle's eyes were open.  She
looked up at him and whined "Owww".

   Bob tried to roll away from her, to get his cock out of her,
but he ran into Kathy's still sleeping body.  At some time during
the night she had crawled between him and her mother.  His
automatic response was to push Jill away from him.  She rolled
about eight inches and suddenly, there was no more bed.

   Arm flailing and squealing with fright, Jill rolled off the
bed and landed with a thump on her butt on the floor.  The pain
was gone.  She looked down at her pussy, expecting to see raw,
torn flesh, maybe even spurting arterial bleeding.  What she saw
was her perfectly normal, though now gaping open pussy.  There
was a little tint of red, mostly around the bottom of her slit.
There was so little feeling that she was afraid something had
been injured and her hand flashed to her pussy.  When her finger
hit her clit and a tingle of sexual thrill shot through her she
heaved a sigh of relief.  She looked up to see her Uncle Bob
leaning over the edge of the bed, looking down at her.

   "You OK?" he said.

   The whole thing suddenly seemed hilarious and she started
giggling. Then the enormity of what had happened struck her and
she stopped.  She looked up at the uncle she adored.

   "It was IN me!" she said in awe.  "You popped my CHERRY!  It
was up INSIDE me Uncle Bob!"

   "I know" he said softly.  "I felt it.  But are you Okay?"

   "You know?" her serious gaze locked with his.  "I think I AM
Okay!" She pressed her clit with one finger again and smiled.
"I'm DEFINITELY Okay!" she said.  She leaned up and her arms
reached out, her hands capturing her Uncle's face and pulling it
down for a sloppy kiss on the mouth.  "I wanna do it some more."
she said when she was done.

   Bob looked at his recently deflowered niece.  "Maybe later,
sweetie.  I don't think it's a good idea to push things. Besides,
you might feel differently about things in the morning." He knew
she'd be sore in the morning.

   She contented herself by crawling into his arms and snuggling
up to his warm naked body.

   Eventually they both slept again.

   Bob woke up slowly, reluctantly.  Somehow his brain knew it
was Saturday, even though he wasn't really awake yet.  He had to
pee, but didn't want to get up.  What caused him to leave the bed
was the thought that, if he DID get up and go, the pain would be
gone and he'd be able to go back to sleep.

   He had cultivated that
don't-quite-wake-up-all-the-way-and-navigate-by-Braille method of
moving around in the low light of the morning, and he sat to
piss, pushing his hard cock down into the bowl and leaning
forward comfortably.  He almost fell back asleep sitting there.

   He jerked as his body leaned forward enough to cramp his lungs
a bit and stood up, feeling his way back to the bed.  When he got
there he cracked his eyes open and...  woke up.

   Liz and Kathy were gone.  His head swiveled but they were
nowhere to be seen.  As if in answer he heard the clinking of
cutlery from the kitchen and realized they must be making
breakfast.

   Jill was still in the bed.  She was still naked.  She was
lying on her back, sleeping the sleep of the young, deep and
peaceful, one arm flung carelessly to the side, her hand by her
head.  Her hair was fanned out on the pillow.  One leg was
straight, and the other bent at the knee.  One side of her body
was straight, and on the other side her limbs were flung wide. He
realized that the straight side was where his body had been only
a few minutes before.

   He peered at her sparse pussy hair and her pink pussy lips
winked at him. They had been hot and tight around the tip of his
prick the night before.  He looked down, surprised to see his
cock straight and rock hard again.  He felt the overwhelming urge
to soak his cock in Jill's pussy. But he knew he couldn't.  Not
yet anyway.  She was just too tight.

   Instead, he crawled onto the bed and stuck the tip of his
tongue between those tight pink pussy lips.  He slid it upwards,
feeling for her bud and, when he found it, he flicked it lightly
with the tip of his tongue.

   She made a noise in her throat and the leg that was bent
flexed a little.

   He kept it up, pressing harder until his tongue was spreading
her lips. Over and over he licked her clitty, until she made
another sound and her hands moved.  He felt moisture seeping into
her pussy, and smelled it at the same time.  Her straight leg
began to draw up until she was lying with both legs spread, knees
bent.  She lifted her head, her eyes sleepily open.

   "Mmmmm that feels so nice." she murmured.

   He stopped long enough to raise his own grinning face.  "Good"
he said. He started pushing harder, now using his lips and teeth
on her and her hips began that special female wiggle that tells a
man he's doing exactly the right thing.  He felt a drip of precum
ooze out of the tip of his cock - a big drip, that he knew would
string down and eventually fall to the bed.

   "If you keep doing that I'm going to cum." she moaned, her
fingers finding his hair and running through it, like she was
giving him a scalp massage.

   He paused.  "Good" he said.

   "But I don't WANT to cum...  not this way" she complained.  "I
want to cum with you in me."

   "I'm too big." he said, and went back to sucking her clit.

   "It went in me last night." she said, now pushing at his head,
instead of caressing it.

   "And it hurt" he said.

   "Please?" she begged.

   She was dripping wet now, and again he felt the urge to sheath
his cock in her femaleness.  "You have to tell me if it hurts."
he said.

   She nodded and began breathing hard immediately as he crawled
up, over her young body.  Her hand reached for him and she sighed
as she felt his girth and firmness.

   "You're sooo hard." she moaned, digging the tip between the
lips he'd just been licking.

   "And you're soooo warm" he grinned, pressing forward.

   He didn't fuck her, so much as poke at her repeatedly, pushing
for entrance, but not hard.  Her legs spread even more and she
panted.

   "You're teasing me." she whined.

   "I'm taking it easy on you" he countered.

   "I want moOOOORREEEE" she squealed as he bored in, the head
popping between her stretched lips until they snapped over the
neck of his cock must behind his glans.  He felt his foreskin
being stretched and bunched at the same time and stopped.  Now he
pulled and pushed, but not enough to actually make his cock move
back out or in much farther.  All he did was stretch her pussy
lips over and over.

   He leaned down and sucked a stiff pink nipple.  Suddenly his
forward movement DID cause him to go in more, and he was now able
to move an inch back and forth.

   "I feel so stuffed" she gasped.

   "You only have just the tip in you." he said and she frowned.

   "I still want more." she demanded, shoving her hips up at him.

   He fucked her with that inch until it became two inches and
then three, but that was as far as he could get.  She was just
too tight and tense.

   "It feels...  I don't know...  I feel like I'm being split
open, but it feels so good too." she moaned.

   "Just lie there and enjoy the good feeling part" he said and
began to fuck her with the three inches of the end of his cock.
She was stretched so tightly that the skin around her clit pulled
as he went in, dragging her clit down to where the top of his
cock rubbed it hard on the in-thrust. Then it was pulled back to
it's normal position as he pulled out.

   She lasted for another two minutes before she started bleating
and whining and yipping that she was going to cum.  He didn't
think she could possibly be any tighter, but when she came her
pussy clamped down on him so hard that he had to stop thrusting.
She shook and gave a long rising whine.

   She opened her eyes and the look in them was so full of
emotion that he suddenly couldn't stop.  His balls lurched and an
astoundingly good feeling coursed through him as his cock spat a
thick stream of spermy semen up into her pussy.  He groaned.

   Jill's eyes opened wide and she thrust her pussy up hard,
getting maybe another inch in her as she took a breath and said
"Uuunnngggg it's shooting, isn't it Uncle Bob?  You're cumming in
me aren't you?"

   "Yeeesssssssss" he groaned as three more liquid bolts of hot
lightning shot into her stuffed pussy.

   "Mmmmmm it feels all warm and nice." she said as she felt the
aftershocks of her own cum.

   Bob's prick felt so good making those short jerks in her
spermy pussy while it spewed his load that he shoved just a
little more in her as he dribbled one last teaspoon of his potent
spooge in her fertile slot.  Then, unable to hold himself up any
longer, he rolled sideways and landed flat on his back, his chest
heaving.

   Jill lay there too, sprawled on her back, her legs bent, as
his copious ejaculate filled her pussy mouth and oozed down to
make her butt crack wet. When she felt that she closed her legs,
clamping her pussy lips shut.  It had been a lot of work to get
that nice warm spunk in her pussy, and she didn't want it to all
leak out.

   Her head rolled sideways, looking at the man who had claimed
her prize.

   "Thank you Uncle Bob" she sighed.

   His head rolled too.  You're welcome sweetheart.  We didn't
get too far, but boy, howdy, that was fun.

   They spent a little time kissing and talking until Liz stuck
her head in the doorway to see if they were awake.

   "Good, you're both up.  Breakfast is ready."

   Bob loved his first cup of coffee in the morning.  He loved it
even more if he had time to read the paper while he drank it, and
t his morning he did.  He was deep in the middle of a fascinating
article on Quarterback Tony Ogden's troubles with testing
positive for steroids when something pricked at his attention and
he began to listen to the women, who had been chattering like
women do.

   "So I get Tuesdays and Thursdays" That was Kathy's voice.

   "Yes, and mother gets Fridays and the weekend, but has to
share once in a while," said Jill.

   Liz agreed.  "During the day, but he sleeps with me all three
nights. Fair?"

   "Fair" said both girls together.

   "My bed's not big enough" said Jill.

   Kathy said "Hey, I have an idea.  What if we got a bed like
Mom's for our room?  I mean we'd have to get rid of the small
ones, and just have one big one."

   "But then you'd be in the bed too, when it was my turn."
complained Jill.

   "Well, yeah, but I wouldn't be doing anything with him.  You'd
be in the bed when it was my turn too."

   "Oh...  yeah.  I guess that's right." Jill thought about it
for a while. "Would you go sleep with mommy sometimes?  So Uncle
Bob and I could be alone?"

   "Sure squirt" said her older sister.  "If you'll do the same
thing.  Is that OK Mom?"

   Liz was shaking her head.  "What have I done?  Yes, I suppose
that would be OK.  At least I'll get to spend some quality
talking time with my daughters once in a while.

   Bob spoke from behind the paper.  "Shouldn't you...  you know,
talk to Uncle Bob about this?  I mean you've got him assigned to
a different woman every single night.  What if he doesn't want to
do it that much?"

   "Bob?" asked Liz.

   Bob lowered the paper as if he hadn't been listening.  "Um?"
he tried to look innocent.

   "Do you love us Bob?" asked his sister.

   "I do indeed." he affirmed.

   Liz turned to her daughters.  "OK, we're agreed.  Deal?"

   "DEAL" yelled the two grinning girls, in unison.

   


  
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