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 Like mother, like daughter, but...part 1
   (Inspired by chatting with a friend, this story explores relationships
between an uncle (Mike), his two nieces, Lana and Krissy, and their mother,
Destiny.)
   I'm a forty-plus...(OK just turned 50!), year-old guy whose been out of
a true relationship for a while now.  First wife turned sour (don't many
first wives?) and left me.  We didn't have any kids, sadly, so I was
immediately on my own after 25 years.  I tried the usual dating agencies,
on-line sites and found a few that lasted a couple of nights; one even
almost 6 months, but nothing really special.
   The only problem is my high sex drive!  I need to cum several times a
day - I get real grouchy if I don't.  Maybe I literally drove some of them
away by wanting to have too much.  I have recently found a really fun girl
who loves as much sex as I can give her.  Problem is she goes away on
assignment for months at a time, leaving me drained for a while, but soon
desperate again.  ON-line is OK but doesn't match the real thing.
   I get the odd 'free time' when my girl allows me to have another girl
for a night or two while she's away, but it's not so satisfying, even
though I often cum many times and exhaust myself.
   I was born in a small town on the other side of the state, with a sister
called Destiny, who is a year older than me.  I had a lousy childhood,
dominated by my bitch of a sister.  She used to taunt me about not being a
man quickly enough, but I got my own back on her one weekend with a few
friends.  We got her away from the house to a nearby barn and tied her up.
It was fun doing all the nasty things we could think of with her, but she's
never forgiven me.
   Soon after (was it 9 months?) she had her first baby - a girl called
Krista.  She'd had to marry her boyfriend of the time, under our parents
strict guidelines.  Lucky for her, probably coz she is so pretty and he
comes from a wealthy and well-known family, they were happy to pay for the
wedding and paraphernalia.  I've no idea whose kid it was.  Maybe it was
her boyfriend's but it could have been from anyone of my four friends, or
even mine!  Yes, I did my sister that weekend.  One day, she might put the
kid through a DNA test to check, if she dares.
   Three years later, she had another kid, also a girl they called Lana.  I
was invited to be godfather, because my parents are still religious and
because they wanted the family to be together.  My sister still sizzles
when she sees me, but she managed to control herself during the
christenings of both kids.  I don't think she's ever told her husband,
David.
   Anyway, I used to take the odd time to visit them, after I moved across
state for work.  It was interesting to see the kids growing up, and always
fun to tease my sister.  My parents would welcome me warmly but knew I was
quite a wild thing, not fitting into their religious ideals.
   Krista, the older daughter turned into a real beauty by the time she was
14.  But how sad that she took after her mother in the bitchiness stakes. I
couldn't help becoming aroused when the young thing was parading around in
her minute skirts or even worse when she put on her bikini.  At 14 she'd
developed breasts and sexy hips.  I'm sure she had boys drooling after her
all the time at school but, as far as I knew, she didn't ever bring any boy
home.
   Girls she did bring home.  Almost every time I went there to visit,
Krista was either away having a sleepover with her girl friends, or she had
two or three girls staying at my sister's house.  This always put a strain
on room space and I was forever tripping over lithe, almost naked, young
girl's bodies as they went from the bedroom to the shower and out to the
pool.
   This did everything for me, arousing my cock to extremes, but I could
slip off to satisfy my urge whenever needed.
   It was during one of these 'excursions' during a week's visit of their
summer holidays, when I'd slipped away from the evening barbecue, that I
noticed something that really surprised me.
   Krista was now 16, almost 17, and had become an absolutely stunning
girl, a head-turner of the first order.  I used to look forward to my
visits now, just to fantasise about enjoying the young fruit of my older
niece.
   I was aroused to utter pain by the sexy displays of the young girls all
afternoon, and I just had to seek some relief.  It didn't take long!  As I
groaned after shooting my pent-up cum all over the bush behind which I was
hiding, I noticed movement just to the side.  I glanced sideways as I
quickly tried to push my still erect cock back into my clothes, but there
was no-one there.
   I rejoined the party, looking around for all the girls that I knew
should have been there.  After locating Krista and all of her friends, I
finally found Lana (my younger niece) but she was slipping back into the
party, looking very sheepish.  Perhaps it was her who had seen something? I
vowed to try to find out later that week.
   Now Lana was also developing into a stunner.  Still only 14, but with
the body of a goddess, with some puppy fat, but just enough.  She had
wonderful golden hair which she only wore loose after swimming, but when
she did, she became almost magical.
   I thought that young girls (at least, that young) were off-limits to a
man of my age, but soon after that, I became aware that Lana was actually
teasing me.
   At first, it was just a smile and a giggle, a look down at the bulge in
my clothes, which was almost permanent when I was around the girls.  Then
it was the off-the shoulder tops.  'Oh, sorry,' Uncle, as the strap slipped
and almost revealed her young breast.  The flouncy walk-by in that tiny
short skirt that gave me a glimpse of her panties.  The 'accidental'
bending over to pick up the lost fork at the dinner table.  The brush
against me when there was really no need.  The extra long standing at the
edge of the pool until she knew I'd drunk in every inch of her beautiful
young body.
   Lana became the full-time occupation of my night fantasies, causing me
to groan out orgasm after orgasm, every night.  I didn't mind.  At least it
kept me from worrying about how to entrap her delicious but bitchy sister,
who was older and probably much more experienced.  And it also avoided me
getting into trouble from trying it on with my sister, who, despite her age
was still displaying movie star proportions and looks.  In fact, she'd
starred in a few movies, not the naughty kind, and was still getting
requests for bit parts.
   Every time I was visiting, I'd meet up with three of the guys from those
days and we'd reminisce about school.  Almost every time, our fun with
Destiny would come up.  None of the three guys left could forget that
weekend, often saying that they wished they could do that sort of thing
with their too-staid wives.  They all still drooled over my good-looking
sister.  I didn't admit to those guys that I'd done the same with a couple
of the girls I'd had since, but on my own, tying them up and enjoying them
numerous times.
   The idea did come to me that one day I'd like to repeat the fun with
Destiny, either alone or with some guys.  So far, we'd not spoken about it.
   The next day, Krista left with her friends and I was left with Destiny
and Lana for the day.  Destiny's husband was never around and I wondered
whether the two had separated.  We didn't discuss that sort of thing.
   After lunch, Destiny announced that she had to go to the city to do some
shopping.  She invited me to join her, but I could think of nothing worse.
She told Lana she had to go with her, but Lana stubbornly refused.  After
half-an-hour of attempting to persuade her, Destiny gave up and left.
   "She's all yours, Mike," she grunted as she slammed the front door. 
"Look after yourselves!"
   I watched Destiny drive off down the long path to the main road.  It was
a lovely warm summer's day, with just a hint of breeze.  I knew that I'd
love to enjoy a long swim, so slipped into my boardies, grabbed a towel and
went to the pool area.  I switched on the circulation pump and dived in,
swimming effortlessly for several minutes.
   As I paused for breath, I glanced up at the house and saw a face
disappear from one of the upstairs windows.  It must have been Lana.  Was
she spying on me?  Was she going to join me?
   I carried on swimming, having first to calm down a little as my cock had
already started to become aroused at the thought of Lana in the pool alone
with me.
   I paused again after 10 more laps, looking round to see if Lana was
still secretly watching.  However, she was no longer secretly watching. 
She appeared at the doorway from the lounge, wrapped in a huge towel.
   "Can I join you, Uncle Mike?" she called softly.
   "Sure, Lana," I agreed.  "Come on in!"
   The lovely girl simply dropped the towel where she stood and ran and
dived into the pool.  Was she wearing anything?  I couldn't be sure that
Lana wasn't naked.  I'd not seen a swimsuit, which she normally wears.
   I dived under water too see if I could find out, but by then she was
behind me.  She broke water and spluttered.
   "Wow!  Uncle Mike," she giggled.  "Isn't the water delicious?"
   I nodded, trying to look under the water.  Lana pulled herself up onto
the step beside me.  She was wearing a tiny bikini.  It was now almost
transparent, but in any case was almost as tan-colored as her skin.  That's
why she'd looked almost naked.
   I couldn't stop my eyes wandering slowly all over her body, watching her
young nipples erecting beneath the thin bikini material.
   "You like what you see, Uncle?" she demanded after several minutes.
   "Uh, sorry!" I gasped, realising that I'd been staring.
   "It's OK, Uncle.  I like you looking at me," admitted the young girl.
   "You are too young!" I said, emphatically.
   "Too young for what, Uncle?" she asked, innocently, but with a sexy
smile playing on her lips.
   "With your looks and body, I'm sure you already know what I mean," I
said, smiling.
   "Mummy doesn't like me going with boys.  She says they're naughty - all
the time," giggled Lana, her tight young breasts remaining firm under her
little top.
   "What about Krista?" I asked, gently.
   "Oh, Krista's just a bitch.  She's got no boyfriends.  But she does
things with her girlfriends," Lana explained.
   "Does things?  What sort of things?" I asked.
   "Oh, you know, Uncle," Lana giggled again, moving a little closer. 
"Girly things!"
   "Oh, you mean, like teasing boys and buying silly clothes?" I suggested.
   "No, silly Uncle," laughed Lana.  "I mean 'THINGS' as in play naughty
games..."
   Her voice trailed off and her eyes went far away.
   "You sister is a lesbian?" I asked, astonished.
   "I think so.  At least that's what I hear every night when she's with
her friends.  groaning, moaning, giggling, squealing, you know..."
   Lana's voice trailed off again and she began to wriggle beside me.
   "Uncle?" she suddenly said.
   "Yes, Lana?" I replied quickly.
   "What were you doing behind that bush yesterday night?"
   "What bush?" I said, trying to act innocently.
   "You know!" she giggled.  "The bush that made you groan!"
   Damn it!  She had heard something.  Had she seen anything?
   "I don;t think it was the bush that made you groan, Uncle Mike," giggled
Lana.  "You were being naughty, weren't you?"
   "Maybe!" I admitted.  "I'd got too excited watching you girls all
afternoon."
   "Look, Uncle," began Lana, "I do know about...you know...sex and things.
Not that I've done anything but..."
   "OK," I conceded.  "I'd better tell you, or you'll pester me for the
rest of the week.  At least we're alone now.  You won't tell your Mum or
Krista, will you?"
   "Uncle Mike!" she admonished me.  "I'm the soul of discretion!"
   Lana giggled - it was a clear very sexy sound.  I could already feel my
cock becoming harder inside my boardies.
   "When a guy gets excited he sometimes has to let of steam..." I began.
   "You mean blow his wad!" giggled Lana.
   "Well, yes..." I admitted.
   "So is that what you were doing behind that bush?" Lana asked, now
looking oh-so-young and excited.
   "Yes!  That groan was me cumming!" I told her simply.
   "Oh my!" she squealed.  "My uncle still does it to himself.  Wow!"
   "I do, I have to admit.  And you girls make it so much worse for me.  I
have to cum quite a few times every day," I said.
   "Really?" she giggled.  "I though it was only girls who could do that."
   My cock was now becoming almost out of control.  I stared at her
delicious young breasts one last time, then tore my eyes away.
   "Let's go for a swim," I suggested.
   Lana looked disappointed but soon swam off in front of me.
   (continued in part 2)
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Like mother, like daughter, but...part 1