Crystal loves to tease her Uncle Bob and her brother Mark.  Lately she's
been teasing Uncle Bob when she collects her paycheck.  But each payday she
needs to come up with a new idea to get Bob to turn it over.  Maybe if she
practiced with her brother she'd know what to do.

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   Teasing Niece, Teasing Sister

   By Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

   Crystal hung up her apron and got ready to clock out.  It had been a
reasonable day at Bob's Ice Cream Emporium where she worked for her Uncle
Bob after school several days a week.  Today was Friday, which meant it was
payday, which meant he would be horny.  Uncle Bob always got horny on
payday for some reason.  Some day, when she was in College, maybe taking
psychology, she could ask the instructor what it was about payday that made
her Uncle horny.

   Not that she minded.  He was a pussycat as far as she was concerned. 
She'd been wrapping him around her little finger since she was about eight.
She teased him on purpose, just to keep him going.

   Like when she got to work she took off her bra so her healthy plump teen
titties would wobble and move around under her thin uniform shirt.  And of
course, whenever she went into the big freezer to get another bucket of
this or that ice cream, she came out with her nipples spiking the shirt.

   He always looked and she always made sure he got a good look.

   Then, during hellos or goodbyes, she pressed her ripe body up against
his from crotch to chest and gave him long lingering kisses on his stubbly
cheek.  Each of those kisses was punctuated with "I love you Uncle Bob" in
a sexy whisper.  About a month ago he'd started squeezing her buttocks as
he said "And I love you back!" It was fun and didn't hurt anything, and she
enjoyed it a lot.

   Not that she made it obvious to anyone except her Uncle.  She was quite
proper around anybody else.

   Well everybody except her brother Mark.  She liked to tease him too.  He
was a year younger than she and had just started High School.  He didn't
have much experience with girls and he got a hardon at the slightest
provocation.

   One week she kept count and was pretty sure she'd given him an erection
twenty-seven times!  Usually it was just from walking around in her panties
and bra, but she also liked to go to and from the shower naked, or with
just a towel.

   He'd get a boner and then he'd just go to his bedroom, where she was
sure he beat off.

   He seemed to take it in stride and never got mad, even when it was
obvious she was trying to get to him.  They got along very well and neither
of them had any real angst about the fact that he got turned on by her, or
that his lust for her got her own juices flowing.

   Mark had a pretty good idea that she was doing it on purpose, but he
didn't care.  He loved beating off - the feel of his teen spunk shooting
was exquisite - and she was a sure bet for a quick fantasy.  He knew she
wasn't being mean or anything, and that she loved him too much to actually
try to hurt his feelings.

   In fact, Crystal had made it something of a habit to tease her brother
first, if she planned to tease her uncle.  For instance, if she planned on
kissing her uncle a certain way, she found a way to practice on Mark ... 
to see what he did.  You might call it a dress rehearsal before the actual
performance.  It didn't always work out that way, but she tried to do that
as much as possible.

   But now it was payday and Crystal waited until all the other employees
had picked up their checks and gone.

   Lately her Uncle had been playing a game with her on paydays.  He'd hold
out her check and say something like "What'll you give me for this?" Then
it was up to her to titillate him.

   Two weeks ago she had given him a real kiss, right on the lips.  That
had been interesting.  She'd kissed several boys, lots of times in fact,
but they were never kisses like this one.  This one made her stomach feel
funny, and the feel of his hands on her butt when he kissed her just made
it more intense.

   Last week she said she'd sit on his lap while he kissed her.  That was
even more fun because she could feel his big adult boner under her butt. 
This time he kissed her with his tongue too and slid his hands all over her
back.  That kiss had gone on for a long time, and when it was over they
both breathing deeply.  She knew that people would say what they were doing
was wrong, but she thought those people were stupid.  He made her feel
good, and she knew he would stop if she asked him to.

   So what could she give him for her paycheck this week?

   She could think of a couple of things, but they were awfully naughty. 
She didn't know just how far she could really go with Uncle Bob before he
got mad at her or something like that.

   Then she got an idea.

   It would be teasing, but there would be a good excuse for it.  She'd
been going to the back for something earlier in the day and had run into a
mop handle that was half fallen over.  It had run right into the skin on
her ribs just below her right breast.  She pulled her shirt up in the
bathroom and saw there was a bruise there.

   She went into her Uncle's office.

   Uncle Bob was sitting behind his desk.  There was just one pay envelope
left and it was sitting right between his hands.  He looked up and smiled.
"Hi pumpkin, what are you going to give me for your paycheck this week?"

   "Welllllll" Crystal said drawing it out, "I have an owie, and I need
something soothing put on it cause I think it's bruised.  And then maybe
you could kiss it and make it all better?  Mom or dad always kiss my owies
at home, but they're not here."

   Uncle Bob knew his niece was a terrible flirt, and that whatever she was
talking about would be sure to get his bone going.  "OK, and where IS this
owie you have?"

   Crystal started pulling her shirt up, little by little, first exposing
her belly button, then all of her abdomen and the skin above it.  She went
past where she knew the bruise was and halfway up her breast, stopping when
she felt her fingers touch her nipple.  The whole lower part of her breast
was revealed.

   Bob licked his lips.  This girl drove him crazy.  She was the very
definition of a dichotomy.

   On the one hand she seemed completely innocent, with no hint of any kind
that there might be a slutty woman tied up in her body somewhere, screaming
to be let loose.

   On the other hand, she never pulled back or accused him of going too
far, and he got the idea that she'd do just about anything he asked her to
do.  But he didn't want to rock the boat.  She was letting him kiss her and
he knew he could get her to do lots more if he just went slow and easy.

   And more was what he wanted.

   Crystal saw the hot look in his eyes and shivered.  It wasn't from
fright that she shivered, but from a feeling deep inside her that liked the
way he was looking at her.

   "Could you kiss it and make it all better?" she asked in her little girl
voice.

   "Oh yes." he said, unfreezing and moving one hand toward a desk drawer.
"I have just the thing here to make it feel all better.  His hand came out
with a little bottle that had a red liquid in it.  On the bottle it said
"Miss Kitty's Edible Massage Oil - Cherry" He flipped up the lid and stood
up.

   "Um, I think I'd like to sit on your lap while you do that" Crystal
said. He grinned and sat back down.  Soon she was sitting on his lap,
wiggling her butt as she leaned backwards to give him room to touch her
bruise.  He put a dollop of red stuff on his fingers and started rubbing
the bruised area lightly.  He let his hand move up and cup the breast, just
holding it's weight in his hand.

   It felt nice, especially where he was touching her breast.  Nobody had
ever touched her breast except for herself.  She loved to stroke and rub
her tender tits while she was in the shower.

   "I think I owe you a thank you kiss" she said and sighed as his lips
captured hers.  His tongue darted into her mouth and she sucked on it
before giving him hers to suck on too.

   The kiss broke and he said "I think we need to put some extra on, in
case the bruise spreads.  Then, as he kissed her again, he slid his hand up
under her shirt and rubbed her breast all over.  When his fingertips
started tweaking and squeezing her nipple she moaned.  There were wonderful
feelings going through her body from that nipple to her little virgin muffy
and they were making her wet down there.  She felt just a little dizzy.

   When that kiss ended Uncle Bob's hands came to the buttons of her shirt.
"I think it's about time to kiss it and make it well".

   She looked down as the last two buttons came loose and he began to
spread the shirt apart, baring her perfect teen titties.  She didn't feel
any fear.  What she felt was excitement.  Something new was going to happen
and she couldn't wait to see what it felt like.

   "Oh yes I think so too." she sighed.

   His lips did go first to the bruise, but they slid upwards almost
immediately and he licked her stiff nipple before sucking it into his
mouth. Crystal grunted with the sweet agony of orgasmic feelings as he
sucked and chewed on that nipple.  Then he moved to the other one and made
it feel fantastic too.  She was REALLY wet now, and she knew her panties
would have to be dried out before they went into the hamper.

   Then, suddenly it was over.  His head came back up and he smiled at her.
"Well, I think that about does it.  If the problem persists we can do
another treatment.  Then he kissed her lips one last time before handing
her her pay envelope.

   "Uncle Bob!" she sighed.  "You're so naughty.  You kissed me several
places that weren't hurt at all!"

   "Better to be safe than sorry, don't you think sweetie?"

   Now it was her turn to smile.  "Yes, I think I totally agree." She
couldn't resist another kiss and then she buttoned her blouse and ran out
of his office to go home.

   CHAPTER TWO

   That night Crystal lay in bed, remembering the feeling of her Uncle's
lips on her sensitive nipples.  She began slowly rubbing two fingers along
the slit of her pussy and soon she was hoping for another of those nice
orgasms.  She thought about how nice it would be to have somebody sucking
her nipples while she did this.

   She wondered if maybe her brother would do it for her.

   Mark was just about ready to pull his PJ bottoms down and whack off. 
Crystal had sat around watching TV with her babydoll pajamas on tonight
and, of course, he'd gotten a hardon from it.  Now he was going to get to
feel good.  With an almost ceremonious movement, he bared his stiff prick.
He'd just gotten his hand wrapped around his iron hard cock and jerked it
twice when he saw his door opening in the darkness.

   "Mark?" came a whisper that he knew was his sister's voice.  He stopped
jerking and tried to pull his PJs back up without making any noise.  His
bed creaked though and again Crystal said "Mark?  Are you awake?"

   "Yeah" he whispered back.  "What do you want?"

   "I need some help." she said.  "It's sort of personal"

   Mark wanted to get on with whacking his peter off.  "OK, what?"

   She came over to the bed.  "First I have to ask you a question.  Do you
ever masturbate?" Of course she was sure he did, but she had to get him to
admit it for her plan to work.

   "What kind of question is that?" he asked defensively.  "Do YOU
masturbate?!" he said, thinking that would shut her up.

   "Yes ...  I do." she answered simply.  "Do you?"

   So much for THAT idea.  But now he was interested in whatever was going
on.  "Uh ..  well sometimes ...  yeah, I guess." He didn't know how to
answer this kind of question from his sister.

   "OK.  Now ...  is it ever hard for you to cum when you masturbate?" she
asked.

   This was getting stranger and stranger, but she seemed to be serious so
he just answered her.

   "No.  Sometimes I cum too fast.  I mean it feels good and I'd like it to
feel good longer, but then I cum and it's over.  Crystal, why are you
asking me these questions?"

   "Something happened today.  I had an orgasm and it was an extra nice
one. I want to have another one except that I have to have help."

   "What do you mean ...  help?" he said.

   "I need you to ...  suck my nipples." she whispered.

   "You let somebody SUCK your NIPPLES?" he said out loud.

   "Shhhhh.  You'll wake up Mom and Dad." she whispered.  "Yes I did and it
was fantastic.  So will you help me or not?"

   This was too good to be true.  Mark was going from hoping to get a
glimpse of her fabulous teen titties to actually getting to taste them!

   "Sure" he said "If you'll help me too.  Deal?"

   Crystal had thought he might figure that part out, so she said "Sure. 
Move over." and climbed into bed with her brother.  They stretched out and
she immediately slid her hand into his PJ bottoms.  She'd felt her uncle's
erect boner against her butt several times, all hard and bumpy.  She'd been
curious ever since about what it would feel like ...  in her hand.  This
one wasn't her uncle's, but she was quite sure it was pretty close.

   She wasn't disappointed.

   Mark was rock hard and he sucked in a breath as her cool fingertips
straggled through the nest of hair around the base of his cock.  Then that
cool hand found his hot flesh and her fingers wrapped firmly around his
rod.

   He fumbled with her Baby Dolls and found that she'd removed the bra that
went with them.  All he had to do was unbutton the single button at the top
of the little jacket and he could sweep the thin cloth aside.  There, in
the moonlight, were her gorgeous breasts.  All he could see was dark and
light, but the dark tips looked swollen to him.

   He leaned over and touched one with the tip of his tongue.  Unable to
wait, to make it last, he opened his lips and suckled one gently,
experimentally.

   She moaned "Ohhh yesssssssss" and stuck her free hand in her panties and
began strumming her clitty, but she couldn't do that and jack on his cock
at the same time.  They needed different rhythms.

   "Can you fingerfuck me while I do you?" she gasped.

   This was getting to be too good to be true as far as Mark was concerned.
First he got to taste her titties and now she was going to let him play
stinky finger?  Her use of the word "fingerfuck" convinced him she wasn't
just trying to set him up for something.  Nonetheless, his hand went slowly
toward her panties, unsurely, not knowing exactly what to do.

   Her hand came up and found his and pushed it in her panties.  "There ...
right there ...  feel that little bump?  Rub that.  OOOWW not so hard Mark.
Yeah, gently, Oh Mark, yes that's it exactly ...  oh keep doing that
please."

   He was so engrossed in fingering her correctly he forgot to suck and her
hand pulled him to her chest to remind him.  Then he got it all together
and sucked and rubbed at the same time.  As his finger slid down it found
her pussy mouth and slipped in.

   "MMmmmmmmm" she moaned.

   That sounded promising, so he pushed that finger in further.

   "Ohhh yes Mark do that too, yessssssssssss." Without warning her hips
bounced up off the bed and she whined.

   By instinct he knew she was ready to cum.  When he beat off, that was
when he whacked harder and faster, so he reasoned he should do that to her
too.

   He reasoned correctly.

   She went off like a cherry bomb as he sucked and nibbled a nipple while
thrashing her pussy with his fingers, sliding them in and out and sideways
all at once.  Her legs stretched open widely as her pussy bucked up at his
hand.  Her hand on his head crushed him to her breast and he had a hard
time breathing.  In truth, he was so busy taking care of what SHE needed,
that he hadn't even felt her jerking on his cock.

   He remembered as she came down from her high and her hand quit moving on
his penis.

   "Don't stop Crystal" he moaned.  She started jerking him hard ...  too
hard and this time it was he who told her to go gently.  Finally she found
the right combination of speed and pressure and he knew he'd cum any
minute.

   "Oh yeah Crystal, you're doing that so good ....  just a little more ...
I'm gonna cum ....  I'm GONNA SHOOT"

   Crystal felt the amazing thing in her hand swell and then jerk
repeatedly.  She couldn't see what was happening, but she felt it as his
cum shot up in the air and landed on him, the bed and her.  If that felt
half as good as her cum had she knew he'd let her do this any time she
asked.  She slowed down instinctively, stroking him more gently and felt
warm wet dribble onto her fingers.  For some crazy reason she was tempted
to taste that warm stuff.

   "So who did you let do that?" asked her brother.

   "I can't tell.  It's a secret." she said.  She knew her Uncle could get
in big trouble for messing around with her and she didn't want that to
happen.  "What I CAN tell you is that I love him and trust him, so nothing
bad is going to happen.  I'm sure of that."

   It was probably good she said that, because Mark felt some kind of
animal passion in his gut at the thought of some guy forcing his sister to
do anything even remotely like what they'd just done.

   He kissed her lips, not even thinking to ask and she kissed him back,
not even thinking it was odd.

   "OK" he said softly.

   That night, after returning to her own bed, Crystal thought about what
had happened.  She knew somehow that she needed to keep her visits to her
brother's bed on a ...  special ...  basis.  If she went there a lot, she
was quite sure she'd let him do things to her that a brother really
shouldn't do to his sister.

   She chuckled.  Like letting him suck her boobs and stick his finger in
her pussy was OK with the world at large.

   So, the next morning, when she saw him in the hall, she pushed him
against the wall and pressed her body up against his.  With her face only
an inch from his, she said "I loved what we did last night, but I don't
want to get too used to it, OK?"

   Mark had no idea what she was trying to say, but he sure liked being
pinned to the wall by her, so he just smiled and nodded his head like a
good boy.

   Since Crystal wished she could feel her brother's fingers probing her
tender pussy and his mouth sucking her sensitive nipples four or five times
a day ...  she decided that three times a week wasn't "too much".  So,
twice more that week she waited until everybody's lights were turned out
and then slipped into her brother's room.  She also decided that flannel
pajamas were better then her baby dolls, since they unbuttoned and were
soft.

   By the time of her third visit that week, she and Mark had learned to
make it last quite a long time, with many hot kisses and much tender
stroking before he made a mess.  The second time she gave in to her
curiosity and tasted what was on her hand after he spurted.  She found she
liked it and, each time after that, she licked whatever he got on her hands
off ...  in the dark ...  so he wouldn't know she was doing it.  She didn't
want him to think she was as excited about all this as she really was.

   And now she had an idea about what to do to get her next paycheck.

   CHAPTER THREE

   All week long Crystal thought about Uncle Bob, and payday, and her idea
for what to do to "get" Uncle Bob to give her her paycheck.

   The next week, the night before payday, Crystal paid her brother another
visit.  This time she got there before he turned out his reading light.  He
looked up from the thriller he was reading as she slipped into his room.

   "Boy am I glad to see YOU!" he whispered.

   "Why thank you sir" she dimpled.  "I have another request tonight."

   "OK" he agreed, without even knowing what he was agreeing to.

   "You might want to hear what it is before you give in so easily." she
said, but there was no edge in her voice.

   "OK, what exactly is it you require help with?" he said.  "In case I
decide to help you."

   Now she blushed.  "I want to learn how to do something, so I can do it
for this person." She acted like she'd actually said something clear and
concise.

   Mark didn't have any more information than he had before, but he said
"OK" anyway.

   "Take off your PJs" she whispered.

   He did, and his healthy young adolescent erection stood straight up.  He
was hard as good knife steel.

   Crystal came over to the bed and climbed up on it, putting her face
directly above his straining prick.

   "I wouldn't keep your face there if I were you" he warned.  "You'll get
a faceful."

   She turned her head and looked at him and said "I don't think so."

   Then she looked at his prick again, and dropped her mouth onto it.

   Mark froze as if he'd been dropped in a bath of liquid nitrogen.  Every
single iota of his senses shut down, except for those senses that had
something to do with feeling her warm, wet mouth on his achingly hard
prick. She sucked, experimentally and his body gave her an ooze of precum
to taste.  She pulled her mouth off of him and tasted, licking her lips.

   "You taste good." she whispered.

   "Urg" he responded, his rigid body taut as a bowstring.

   Then her mouth was over his cock again and she sucked and bobbed her
head, like she'd seen the girls do on a certain video tape her father owned
and was quite sure the kids didn't know about.

   Within about 45 seconds she was rewarded with a mouthful of salty warm
spunk that she swirled in her mouth and swallowed.  She liked the warm feel
of it when it hit her stomach.

   Mark was a big, strong boy, a husky lad, who could hold his own in
pretty much any situation where he wasn't outnumbered.

   She left him a whimpering, limp child, curled up in a ball on his bed,
wondering if his balls were still inside their sack, or if maybe they'd
shot out the end of his prick and were now resting in his sister's stomach.


   As she slipped back into her room, Crystal thought about how easy that
had been,and not at all icky.  She was a little dazed, which showed in the
fact that she'd completely forgotten to have her brother get her off.  She
worked on her clit and pinched her nipples for a long time before she
finally had a painfully sweet orgasm.

   She couldn't wait until the next afternoon.

   It was good that Crystal worked with ice cream, because she was hot as a
pistol all day long.  When quitting time came her pussy was wet and she
repeatedly licked her lips, thinking about what she was going to do for her
pay today.  She knew she was playing a dangerous game, but the thrill of
playing had her hooked.  She hoped her uncle would understand, and not
throw her out.

   Bob too had been anticipating payday all week.  During the week, based
on some unwritten rule, he and his niece were completely professional.  She
worked hard and he treated her just like any of the other kids who worked
for him.  That feeling stayed with him until there was only one paycheck
left on his desk.  Everybody except Crystal usually got their paycheck when
they first came to work.

   Finally it was time.  He went outside, put up the "Closed" sign in the
window, helped with a few of the remaining customers and told everyone they
could leave for the day.

   Then he went to his office and waited.

   Crystal found two or three things to "tidy up" as everyone else left. 
Then, taking a deep breath, she went to the office.

   Bob held up the envelope and waved it in the air.  He repeated the
ritual formula.  "And what will you give me for your paycheck this week?"

   Crystal blushed.  "You remember last week, when you kissed my owie and
made it better?"

   He nodded, licking his lips.

   "And I sat on your lap?"

   Again, he nodded.

   "And you kissed me too?"

   He smiled.

   "I'd like to sit on your lap again.  And kiss you."

   Well, that wasn't quite what he'd had in mind, but then, he'd been
extremely fortunate with her already.  Who was he to complain if she wanted
to take things slowly.

   "I'd like that punkin." he said, smiling.

   Crystal went behind the desk as he rolled his chair back.  She straddled
his lap, put her hands on his shoulders, and sat down ...  hard.

   "Ooof" he grunted as her pussy smashed into his stiff prick."

   Crystal immediately stood up.  "Oh MY!" she said in her little girl
voice.  "I sat down too hard!  I'm sorry Uncle Bob.  I hurt you, didn't I?
Gee ...  I should probably kiss it and make it better, huh?"

   Bob looked up, his eyes wide.  What she was offering to do was way more
than he'd ever hoped.  Getting her off ...  no, watching her face as she
went through an orgasm ...  was so much fun in and of itself that he hadn't
ever worried about himself.  It was easy to beat off and think about her,
and he'd done that many times.  Would she really ...?

   "If you think that's a good idea ..." he said softly.

   She leaned down and kissed him briefly.  "You did it for me.  I should
do it for you." she said simply.

   She dropped to her knees and spread his legs apart with her hands on his
thighs.  She knee-walked between his legs and, keeping eye contact with
him, leaned down.  At the last second she looked at his bulge and planted a
chaste, quick kiss on the lump in his pants.  The lump moved.  Her hand
came to the lump and petted it, like she might pet a dog.

   "Is that better?  I can't tell.  There's all that clothing covering it.
I think you need to take your pants down Uncle Bob ...  just so I can see
if it's better.  I think I might need to kiss it on the skin ...  you know
...  like you did for me."

   Bob stood up and his hands reached for his belt.  Hers got there first.
She unbuckled the belt and tried to unbutton the button above his zipper,
but couldn't pull hard enough.  With a flick of his fingers he unbuttoned
the pants and then dropped his hands at his sides again, letting her slowly
unzip the pants.

   "I'm not wearing any underwear sweetheart." he warned her.

   She looked up at him, her eyes a little glassy, and then she looked back
at his crotch as she pulled on the legs of his pants.  His prick caught in
them and it was painful.  Quickly he reached into his pants and pulled his
prick up against his abdomen.  She kept pulling and, once they were dragged
past his hips, his pants dropped with a rustle to his calves.  She sighed
as his erection fell down and pointed at her face.

   Crystal stared at her uncle's prick.  It looked so different than she
had expected.  Her brother's had a lot of loose skin on it.  The tip had
been covered with a loose hood of skin, but when she ran her hand up and
down it the skin moved easily, sliding off the head and along something
hard under it.  When she had stroked back the other way the skin covered up
the head again.  She had liked playing with that loose skin with her
tongue.

   But her Uncle's was different.  He had no hood, and the head was bare,
as if the hood had already been pulled back.  She reached up and the skin
on his penis was tightly stretched.  She ran her hand up and down his
length twice and realized that if she wanted to do a lot of that some kind
of lubrication would be required, or it would be uncomfortable to him.  The
tip was dark, bluish or maybe purplish and it was large and very smooth
looking, with a different kind of skin than what there was on the shaft
itself.  The skin on his shaft was bumpier, and she could see blood vessels
under the skin.  She could see why they called the tip a "head", because
under it was a smaller part that looked like a neck.  Then the shaft came,
like some armless snake's body.  She looked at the little slit like opening
on the very tip and, as she watched, a milky drop of fluid burbled out and
started to slowly drip down.  She watched as it got to the bottom of the
head and began to droop.  Before it could fall off she reached out one
fingertip and scooped it off.  Then she tasted it, like she'd taste icing
off a cake.

   Bob stared down at his beautiful niece.  She was inspecting him as if
she'd never seen a penis before and that went well with his impression that
she was pure and virginal.  But when she stroked him gently and then
scooped up and tasted his precum, he saw the slut in her, pulling at her
bonds, trying to get free again, but still restrained.

   Then she leaned forward and, after giving the tip one of those chaste
little kisses, she gave him the blowjob of his life.

   She didn't just stick it in her mouth and jerk him off, like a lot of
women do.  She made love to his prick, licking it, nipping it, kissing it
and taking it in her mouth.  She was gentle with her mouth, but her hand
gripped him with strength, squeezing and releasing, not stroking exactly,
but putting pressure on the whole thing at once.  She closed her lips
around the head and sucked, tickling the head with the tip of her tongue,
and then slid her lips down as far as she could get them.

   She pulled off and kissed the tip again as her hand slid up and down the
saliva slackened shaft.  She looked up.

   "I only did this ...  once.  And that time he came ...  already.  I mean
sooner.  Am I not doing it right?" she asked plaintively.

   Bob reached down and stroked her hair.  "Sweetheart some men have a hard
time cumming from a blow job.  You're doing it beautifully, better than any
woman has ever done for me and I love what you're doing.  It doesn't matter
if I cum or not.  You're making me feel really good."

   "But I won't get to ...  taste you." she complained.

   Bob was blown away.  His gorgeous niece was on her knees, asking him to
shoot in her mouth.

   "Baby, would you be willing to do something for me?  Something that
would help me cum?"

   She looked up at him wide eyed.  She nodded.  Somehow something had
changed.  This was no longer a flirting game.  "What?" she asked.

   "Do you ...  masturbate?" he asked.

   She nodded, not embarrassed at all by his question.

   "Would you do that for me?  Now?  Here?"

   Crystal's mind was whirling.  She knew things were going quickly ... 
VERY quickly, but she still felt like everything was OK.  She wanted to
taste him now.  It wasn't about the paycheck any more.  And she felt a
thrill as she thought about baring her secret place to him.  Mark had
fingered her, but he hadn't actually SEEN her pussy.  The thought of this
handsome man seeing her made her very excited.

   "Yes" she whispered.

   She stood up and backed up, away from him.  His hand went to his cock
and he began to stroke and squeeze it as he watched her unsnap her jeans
and take one foot out of them.  She leaned against his desk and spread her
feet as her fingers slid slowly between her legs.

   "Get up on the desk" he suggested.

   She moved things aside and sat up on the desk, getting her heels, her
jeans dragging from one foot, up on the desk too.  She leaned back on one
hand and spread her legs for her Uncle's hot gaze.  She let him look before
she slid one long finger in as deep as it would go.

   Bob felt his sap rising almost immediately.  He wanted this to last a
little longer, so he slowed down, regulating the pleasure by squeezing and
twisting the knob a little.  She hissed as her finger began driving in and
out of her pussy and her legs flexed open further.  She closed her eyes and
let her head fall back as she added a finger, probing her pussy until it
sloshed.  Her head lifted and she opened her eyes, looking into her
Uncle's.

   "I can't cum very well just from doing this." she panted.  "I came when
you ...  sucked me ...  last week.  I'm close, but I can't get there ... 
alone.

   "Do you want me to touch you?" he asked, taking a step closer.

   "I don't want to have a baby." she said, but her hand flashed faster as
she said that.  "I'm a virgin Uncle Bob."

   "Well then," he said, stepping closer to her still.  "I just won't do
anything that will make a baby in you," he stepped up to the edge of the
desk "or take away your virginity."

   Bob reached out and fumbled with the top button of her uniform shirt. 
She sat up and with quick flicks of her fingers pulled it aside, baring her
breasts.  He drank in her beauty, breasts bared, jeans and panties still
hanging off one ankle.  He felt like he could cum just looking at her like
this.  He leaned over and put his hands on the desk, leaving his cock
hanging free between her legs, pointing at her pussy.  He kissed her.

   "You take my cock and use it to play with yourself.  I'll do other
things and we'll see if we can't get you to cum." he said.

   He began to kiss her neck, and shoulders and chest.  He licked her stiff
nipples and suckled them before going back up to kiss her with long
passionate kisses.  At first she didn't do anything, but then her hand
gripped him firmly and he felt her begin to dig his prick into her pussy.
She slid it up and down between her lips, going ever so shallowly into her
pussy mouth.  Then she used it on her clitty and began to moan.  He wanted
to jam it into her, but he controlled the urge.  This was much further than
he'd ever even hoped to go with her and he knew he had to keep his promise.
He sucked on her nipples and she began to writhe.

   "Yes ...  oh yes." she croaked.  "Oh Uncle Bob ...  it's happening." She
began to make squealing noises, louder and louder until she fell back onto
the desk and let go of his cock.  She arched her pussy up against his body
and he grabbed his cock, swabbing it in her sex again as she finished her
cum.  He made sure not to go into her, but seeing her cum all over the tip
of his prick brought his balls to a boil again.  This time he didn't want
to stop it.

   "Hurry up and get done if you want a taste baby," he groaned.  "Cause
Uncle Bob's about to blow his cork."

   Crystal sat up and pushed him backwards, almost causing him to fall
over. She was off the desk and down on her knees in a flash, her hand
batting his away as she stroked and sucked the head.  Closing his eyes he
let go, flushing hot semen into her mouth.  She never pulled off and he
opened his eyes and looked down to see her sucking and swallowing happily.

   Ten minutes later, breathing normally, and with paycheck firmly in hand,
Crystal left the Emporium feeling warm and satisfied.  Bob sat in his
chair, pants still around his calves, head back and wondered whether things
could get any better than they had.

   CHAPTER FOUR

   That night Crystal took a shower and got horny from washing between her
legs.  She knew she'd never get to sleep ...  that she'd have to visit her
brother.  But the more she did, the more she WANTED to do, and that was too
dangerous.  She couldn't get on the pill without her mother's approval,
which she knew she'd never get.  She thought about getting some condoms,
but then, with typical teenage reasoning, she thought she'd just be tempted
to let someone fuck her if she had a condom, and that if she didn't, she
wouldn't.

   But she DID think of another thing she'd always wondered about.

   Mark was reading again when she slipped into his room.  He put his book
down and whipped the sheet off of him, exposing his naked body.  He had a
boner to be proud of.

   "Oh man I hoped you'd come tonight." he sighed.

   "I think we're doing this too much." she whispered.  "I like doing this
too much." she said, as she saw his face fall.

   "Did you ...?" he asked.

   "Yes." she said, licking her lips remembering.

   "Who is it?" he asked anxiously.

   "I told you, I can't tell." She stepped closer to the bed, looking at
his erection.

   "So why are you here tonight?" he asked.

   "I like doing it." she answered simply.

   "Oh good" he gushed.  "Cause I like it too."

   "Do you like it enough to ...  do it to me?" She was afraid he would say
"No."

   She shouldn't have worried.  "You'd let me do THAT?" he asked
incredulously.

   She leaned over and kissed him on the lips while her left hand sought
out his sex bone.  "Oh yes, little brother.  I'd be HAPPY to let you do
that to me."

   Within seconds they had figured out what millions of other lovers had
discovered over the years, that the classic 69 position was the best way to
get at each other simultaneously.

   Within a minute she had an orgasm, drenching his face with her tasty
juices.  His first thought was that it was gross, but then he discovered
that it let him slide his face through her garden much more easily, and
that was just fun.  He set about trying to get another face bath.

   Two orgasms later Crystal used her hand on his cock, jacking him while
she loved the head with her lips and tongue.  She felt his cock swell in
her hand and clamped her lips firmly around the neck of his cock,
swallowing greedily as he fed her his nectar.  He yelled into her pussy as
his butt bounced off the bed.

   She couldn't decide whether he tasted better, or Uncle Bob did.

   Throughout the next week, as the next payday got closer and closer, she
perfected her technique on her brother until she could make him cum when
SHE wanted him to cum.  He was a good pussy licker too, but she didn't know
just what to tell him to make him better.  She just enjoyed the feel and
hoped that her Uncle would accept that as her next offering for her next
paycheck.

   The next Friday, when she got to work, Crystal went into the back room
to change into her uniform.  As usual she took off her bra before she put
on her uniform shirt.  They had the option to wear whatever they wanted on
their lower body.  Most wore jeans.  Tonight she wore a skirt ...  with no
panties.

   All night long she served customers with the air blowing up her skirt
and cooling her pussy.  That was good, because tonight her pussy was extra
hot, as she thought of what she hoped her handsome Uncle would do to it
tonight.

   Crystal let the last customer out and locked the door.  She flipped the
sign to make it say "Closed" and turned out the lights in the front half of
the store.  Just the thought of getting her pussy licked had made her damp
and she stopped on her way to Uncle Bob's office to wipe her pussy with a
tissue.

   When she walked through the door Uncle Bob was sitting straight backed,
her paycheck on the desk between his hands.

   "Hi Pumpkin" He picked up her paycheck.  "I think this is yours.  But
I'm not sure, cause I forgot to write the name on the outside of the
envelope."

   "Gee Uncle Bob" said Crystal, standing with her feet together.  She had
to fight the urge to rub her thighs together.  "Can't you just ...  look
inside it to see whose it is?"

   "I don't know about that" he said, trying to sound sad.  "If it's not
yours, and you saw it, whoever's it is might be upset."

   "Oh" she said in a small voice.  "Isn't there anything I could do?  I
mean to help you find out if that's mine or not?" She looked around and saw
the chair that faced his desk.  "How 'bout if I sit over here?  This isn't
close enough for me to see what's inside the envelope, so you can look."

   Crystal sat down, leaned back, and let her knees fall apart.  She knew
he could see up her short skirt when his eyes widened and he licked his
lips.  He opened the envelope and looked inside.

   "This is definitely yours." he said, licking his lips again.  "What are
you going to give me for it this week Crystal?"

   Crystal reached up and undid the scrunchy that was holding her pony tail
together.  She shook her head and her hair settled on her shoulders.  "I
have something in mind" she said, making it sound like she was hesitant. 
She wanted to scream at him to get over here and suck her pussy, but she
clamped down on that desire.  She reached in her pocket and pulled out a
stick of red licorice.  She pretended to fumble with it and dropped it on
the floor between her legs.

   "Oops" she said.  "I dropped my licorice Uncle Bob.  I'm so tired from
working.  Would you get it for me please?"

   Bob came around the desk and knelt on the floor.  Crystal spread her
legs wide and pointed between them, downward.  It was hard to tell if she
was pointing at the floor, or something ...  else.

   Bob looked at the stick of red licorice on the floor.  "Gee, do you have
any more Crystal?  For some reason I'm ...  hungry."

   Crystal looked into his eyes.  "Well, I don't have any more.  The one I
dropped is my last one.  But I had one a little while ago, so I should
share this one.  Maybe you should just ...  eat it." Her fingers pulled her
skirt up just a little.

   Bob reached for the licorice stick and, to her astonishment, pressed it
between her legs and against her pussy.  Then he put it in his mouth.

   "Hmmmm" He bit and chewed.  "This is the best licorice I ever had."

   "Are you full yet?" asked Crystal.

   Now he stared into her eyes.  He shook his head.  Then he leaned in,
flipped her skirt up and pulled her pussy to the edge of the chair.  He
looked up into her eyes as he stuck his tongue out and licked her split. 
When he felt her clitty he stopped and tickled it with the tip of his
tongue.

   Crystal sighed and slumped back.  She let her arms drop straight down to
her sides as his hands came up and unbuttoned her uniform shirt, baring her
breasts.  He squeezed her nipples and twirled them as he sucked and licked
her pussy.  She wanted to hump his face, but had no purchase on the chair -
no way to make her pussy hump.

   But she didn't need to because Uncle Bob was an expert pussy licker.

   That became evident immediately as he brought her to an orgasm that made
her pussy actually squirt something into his mouth.  She felt it happen and
heard the slight almost farting sound as something shot out of her and onto
his tongue.  He swallowed and dove in for more.

   After four orgasms Crystal had to push him away.  She was falling off
the chair, and her pussy was so tender that she couldn't take any more. 
Uncle Bob lifted his wet face from between her thighs, smiled, stood up and
turned around.  He reached for her pay envelope and handed it to her.  Then
he went back around the desk, sat down, and began to work.

   It took Crystal another five minutes to gather her strength.  Uncle Bob
speeded her up by suggesting that, if she left her pussy exposed much
longer, he was going to have to come back for seconds.  She covered her
trembling pussy with one hand and struggled to her feet.

   It took her twice as long to walk home as it usually did.

   CHAPTER FIVE

   She was so sated that, when she got home, she went to bed and didn't
even go see her brother.

   But the NEXT day, Crystal sidled into her brother's room as soon as she
saw their parents close their bedroom door.  He was waiting for her, naked
and stiff.

   "You want me to lick you?" he whispered.

   She shook her head, and sat down beside him, fisting his cock and
sliding her hand up and down on it.

   "I want to know what it feels like to feel it against me." she said. 
"Not in me.  We can't do that.  But up against me."

   Mark licked his lips and watched as she got naked and crawled on the bed
with him.  She cuddled with him and reached between them to put his cock
between her legs.

   She murmured as it scraped along her pussy lips.

   "We have to be careful." she sighed.

   "I know" he said between kisses.  "It feels really good."

   "Mmmmm" she slipped her tongue into his mouth.  "It sure does."

   Before they knew it he was dryfucking her as she kept her legs tightly
closed.  She suddenly realized she could cum this way and her kisses got
hotter and hotter as she bucked her loins against his.  He lay heavily on
her, his hips thrusting and then he pushed himself up so that just his cock
was massaging her pussy lips.  She was about to tell him to lie back down
on her - she loved his weight on her, and the feel of his skin rubbing
against hers - when he dipped his head and sucked a nipple.  She decided
that was good too and felt her orgasm beginning to announce its arrival.

   "Crystal ..." he groaned.

   She felt his explosion of semen flood her pussy mouth.  The slippery
spooge made her pussy lips flow around his cock and his prick raked across
her clit.  She came as he squirted several more times, making the triangle
next to her pussy messy with their cum.

   He was still hard.

   "Crystal ...  let me put it in a little?" he panted.

   "No Mark" she panted back.  "We can't do that."

   "Are you going to let ...  him ...  put it in you?" he gasped.

   "No." she said, but she didn't sound too sure of herself.

   Mark was still sawing his prick in and out of her tightly closed thighs
and he kissed her deeply.  His prick hadn't softened even a little and he
continued to slide his cock through the slippery mess that was soaking her
pussy lips.  Crystal felt another orgasm coming as she panted and bucked
and loved the stimulation her pussy was getting.  She came again on his
slippery rod and pressed her titties against his chest, loving the feel of
his skin slipping across her hard nipples.

   She only pushed him away when she realized she was thinking hard about
what it might feel like to have Mark's slippery penis slide up inside her.

   "I have to go" she rasped.  And she slid out from under him as he rolled
sideways to land on his back.  She looked down at his cock, still hard and
straight and proud.  His pubes were a mess of white, sticky cum and she
knew her own pussy looked just like that.

   Grabbing her clothes she tip-toed out of his room and into the bathroom
to clean up.  She ran her fingers through her wet pubic hair and, when she
felt her fingertip slide between her pussy lips she couldn't help but let
it go into her ...  just a little.  She shivered at the thought of the
sperm on the end of that finger tip, and how she had just put her brother's
sperm where HE wanted to put his sperm.

   She just couldn't wait for next payday.

   The next day she started her period, but that wasn't the real reason she
stayed away from Mark the rest of the week.  He moped around and finally
cornered her in the hallway, asking what was wrong.

   "We got too close to doing it." she whispered.

   "So?" he prompted, hopefully.

   "You dope!" she hissed.  "I'm not on any birth control.  Do you want to
knock me up you idiot?"

   "Of course not" he said, horrified at the idea of being a father at
fifteen, especially if the belly that he caused to swell up was his
sister's.  He couldn't think of a single person who would pat him on the
back and say "YEAH!  You da man!  What a stud!"

   "But you'd stick it in me if you had a chance, wouldn't you?" she asked
softly.

   "Well ...  yeah ...  but ...  Oh.  I guess I see what you mean." he
finished.

   "Well you only see part of what I mean, because I thought about LETTING
you stick it in me!"

   "Wow!" He was shocked - not at the idea of doing it with his sister, but
at the idea that she might let him.  He had only suggested it because ...
well, he was a guy.

   "So you understand why it's not a good idea for us to ...  play.  At
least until we can be sure we're in complete control."

   "Ohhh Kaaaay" he said miserably.  It looked like it was back to beating
off for him.

   On Friday Crystal wore the same outfit she had the week before.  At one
point she was scooping ice cream into a waffle cone.  Uncle Bob, standing
next to her and talking to the mother of the little boy she was scooping
ice cream for, casually slid his hand between her legs and up until his
fingers grazed her naked pussy lips.

   "Eeep!" she yipped, and the sugar cone in her hand crushed as she
slammed her legs closed, trapping her Uncle's hand.  As she apologized to
no one in particular, Uncle Bob dragged his hand out from between her
thighs and slid it around her naked hip to cup one buttock, giving it a
little squeeze.  Then he moved to the sink, washed his hands and helped
another customer.  She tried to shoot him a dark look, but he just winked
at her.

   An hour and a half later Uncle Bob flipped over the sign to "Closed" and
locked the front door.  He turned around and leaned against the glass door.


   "It's very naughty to go without panties while you work." he chided.

   "It's even naughtier for the boss to feel up the employee!" she came
back.

   "So what are you going to give me for your paycheck this week, employee
of mine?" he asked, flipping off the light switch to the front lights.

   "It's a surprise" she said.  "You have to close your eyes until I say
you can open them, OK?" She crossed her arms under her braless breasts.

   "OK" he said, and closed his eyes.  He heard her moving around and
moving things around.  Then she took his hand and said "Follow me ...  keep
your eyes closed." He did and she led him to the office.  She leaned him
against his desk, reminding him to keep his eyes closed again and he stood
there.

   He heard the rustle of clothing and the scrape of a chair being moved
over the floor.  Then he heard the unique sound of a can of whipped cream
being used and her admonition at the same time to keep his eyes closed
tightly.

   "Keep your eyes closed as I talk to you" she said.  "What's your
favorite fantasy about me Uncle Bob?" she asked.

   His favorite fantasy was about fucking twins in her belly, but he didn't
think it would be ...  effective ...  to admit that.  He found himself
tongue tied.

   "Come on Uncle Bob, you can admit it" she cooed.  "You want my cherry
don't you Uncle Bob?  THAT'S what you think about sometimes, isn't it?"

   Now Bob was concerned.  Thinking about it was one thing.  Teasing her
about it was one thing.  Letting her tease HIM about it was one thing.  But
DOING it?  That was something else!  "Crystal, honey ...  I don't think we
should ..." he started.

   "Open your eyes" she ordered.  He did and saw her splayed out in the
chair, stark naked.  She had covered her nipples with whipped cream,
placing a red M&M on each little white mound, to represent a nipple.  And
her pussy hair was now covered with a thick coating of white whipped cream.
She had pulled those delectable pussy lips apart and placed a bright red
Maraschino cherry between them.  "I'll give you my ...  cherry ...  for my
paycheck." she said, her voice throaty.  "But the only thing you can use to
get it is your mouth."

   Bob swallowed.  She looked delicious ...  literally!  Caution fled and
he went to her and sank to his knees between her spread thighs.

   "Of all the flavors we have here at Bob's Ice Cream Emporium" he said,
staring at her pussy, "my very favorite is 'Crystal Delight'."

   He couldn't decide where to start.  He wanted to go for those sweet
nipples, with the candy there.  But if he did that he'd get her pussy
decoration all over his stomach as he pressed against her.  He dipped his
head and started with the cherry between her pussy lips.  He licked and
sucked and gobbled as Crystal tripped happily into an orgasm.  She held his
head to her pussy until it was done and then panted her thank you's.

   When Bob ate his favorite flavor ...  Crystal ...  it really WAS a
delight!

   He kissed his way up to her throbbing nipples and, as he sucked the
first one, biting the chocolate she had put there, he let his hand drift to
her pussy.  He tickled her clit with his long middle finger, and then slid
that finger into her pussy.  As he got the second M&M from her other nipple
he slid that finger deep, feeling for her cervix and rimming the mouth of
it with the tip of his finger.

   "Oooooo ...  OH!  UNCLE BOB!" she squealed as she felt her pussy
plundered by his digit.  "I'm gonna cum again!" she whined.  And, as she
did he bit her nipples gently and thought about what her pussy would feel
like some day, wrapped tightly around his prick.  He couldn't help but hope
things would eventually lead to that, even though he knew it was wrong,
wrong, wrong for him to even think about fucking his underage niece.  Just
to get her used to the idea, though, he gave her a long tongue kiss while
he slid his finger in and out of her perfect teen pussy as she wiggled
happily in the chair.

   Then, when he was sure her cum was over.  he pulled his finger out,
kissed her once more, stood up and handed her her paycheck.

   She didn't take it though.

   "You made me feel very good." she said, still breathing hard.

   "I enjoyed it Pumpkin." he said.

   "You got a treat to eat.  What about me?" she went on.

   His balls ached.  He'd hoped she would offer again.  The last time had
been fabulous.

   Quickly he bared his stiff prong for her.  She reached and the whipped
cream suddenly appeared in her hand.  She squirted a line all the way along
his cock.  She hadn't brought any extra candy or cherries with her.

   "Now there's cream outside ...  and inside." she said, licking her lips.

   She took it lovingly into her mouth.  Her hands went to his buttocks and
she shoved her face against him, taking so much into her mouth that she
choked.

   "Not so deep sweetheart." he warned as she coughed.  "There's a way to
take it that deep, but I don't know how to tell you how to do that."

   She figured it out on her own though, and after several false starts and
coughing jags, he felt the tip of his cock slip into her throat.  She
pulled off again and looked up at him.

   "I did it!" she preened.  "I really did it!"

   She went back to work.  It must have been harder than she made it seem
because several times more she pulled off and coughed.

   But there came a time when he felt her nose against his pubes ...  and
this time she didn't pull back.  She stayed there, breathing noisily
through her nose.  He felt her throat constrict, like she was trying to
swallow and her fingernails dug into his butt cheeks as she pulled hard.

   "Oh sweet baby." he groaned, and felt the cum rushing through his prick.
"Watch it honey ...  here it comes." he moaned.

   She pulled back and loved the tip of his cock, letting his hot cum swirl
in her mouth and swallowing.  It was good she was holding him, because he
swayed, his knees weak.

   She took another two or three minutes kissing and licking his prick. 
Then she stood up and pressed her breasts against him.

   "I like that." she said huskily.  "My throat's a little sore, but I like
that."

   She kissed him and left him with his slacks around his ankles, picking
up the envelope where his nerveless fingers had dropped it on the floor. 
She collected her clothing and, with a coquettish look over her shoulder,
walked through the door, her naked buttocks rising and falling before the
closing door cut off the view.

   Bob collapsed in the chair she sat in when she offered him her "cherry."

   Crystal used her own fingers for the rest of the week, trying to get
that same feeling that Bob's long digit had given her, teasing her cervix,
but it just wasn't the same.  Oh, she came all right, as long as she
squeezed her nipples just so, and it felt great, but it just wasn't quite
as good as when her uncle's finger brought her off.

   She knew she had to have that long finger in her again.

   CHAPTER SIX

   Three days later Crystal slipped into her brother's room.  He was
reading again, but lying there naked, his cock already stiff.

   "I can't stop thinking about you." he said, putting the book down.

   "I know." she said, slipping her flannel jammies off and dropping them
to the floor.  "But we have to be careful Mark.  We have to use control."

   "OK" he said.  Boys will say "OK" to anything if it will get them access
to a soft, wet pussy.

   She crawled on top of him and settled her dripping pussy down on his
cock, which was lying on his stomach.  She wiggled until her pussy lips
straddled his long log and then she began sliding her pussy up and down his
length.  Four long hot kisses later she shuddered as she got her first
orgasm.

   "Let me be on top of you." he husked.

   "I don't think that's a good idea." she panted.

   "I won't put it in you." he promised.

   "You're sure?" she begged, wanting to believe him.

   "Honest." he gasped.

   She rolled over but kept her legs closed.  "You have to stick it through
my legs." she whispered.

   He raised up and aimed his cock at her pussy lips, which pooched out,
swollen and wet.  They both sighed as his cock head slid into the triangle
made by her thighs and pussy lips.  His cock was so long it drove into the
bed covers.  Then he sawed in and out, breathing more and more erratically.


   "This feels so good." he breathed.  He began to suck her nipples while
he fucked at her pussy.

   When Mark felt his balls boil over, he didn't want the tip of his cock
pressed against the bed, so he raised up until the tip was right against
her pussy lips.  He couldn't stay still.  His wiggling made his cock tip
press between her pussy lips.

   "Mark!" she warned.

   He froze, and let his cum bathe her pussy, the head right between her
lips, his semen flooding her opening.  He sagged and the tip nudged into
her opening, firing it's last two shots.

   Crystal felt his warm spend saturate her pussy lips.  It felt wonderful,
all warm and gooey and nice.  The heat of it went deeper than she thought
it would have.  Some of it must have seeped into her pussy.  Her period had
been three weeks ago, so she was probably pretty safe.  She let herself
have one more orgasm as she thought about all that nice thick cum in the
mouth of her pussy.

   When they had caught their breath she pushed him away.  "That was too
close." she sighed.  "You promised."

   "I didn't go inside you." he defended.

   "Yes, but your stuff did a little." she grumped.

   "I don't want to make you pregnant Crystal" he said with honesty.

   "We're OK this time." she said.  "But I don't' think we should do that
again."

   "But it feels so good." he complained.

   "I know." she said.  "That's why we shouldn't do it again."

   They went for the rest of the week satisfying themselves, in their own
rooms, alone.

   Friday came and Crystal was ready to play.  She'd heard one of her
friends talking about the first time she had gone "all the way" and about
how it had hurt when the boy popped her cherry.  Crystal had listened
carefully, but remembered her uncle's finger deep in her pussy.  There had
been no pain at all ...  just that fantastic tingling feeling.  She planned
on asking her uncle why there had been no pain.

   But he wasn't there when she reported for work.

   Dave, a college kid who wore the name tag "assistant manager" because it
made him feel older, told her what to do, even though she'd been working
there longer than he had.

   "Where's my uncle?" she asked, plaintively.

   "He's at a trade show.  They're unveiling a bunch of new flavors and
some new cones and stuff like that." said Dave.

   "How will I get my paycheck?" she asked, disappointed beyond what she
should have been.

   "He left them for me." Dave said importantly.  "I'll hand them out."

   Crystal didn't want to get her paycheck from Dave.

   But, when he strode around preening and handing out the envelopes, she
took hers and stuffed it in her back pocket.  For one crazy moment she
thought about giving it back to her uncle, so she could bargain for it. 
She went home frustrated and horny.

   She took it out on Mark, who had no idea why his loving sister was
suddenly so bitchy toward him.  He cupped her butt one night as he passed
her coming out of the bathroom while he went in.  She slapped at his hand
and hissed at him.

   "What did I do?" he asked miserably.

   "Nothing.  Just don't talk to me!" she snarled.

   By Wednesday, though, she had calmed down and she went to Mark's room to
apologise.  She apologised by showing him the new thing she'd learned.  His
prick was slimmer and went into her throat with less trouble, though he was
also longer, so it went deeper.  She was able to stay all the way on him as
he spurted, but it backed up in her throat because she couldn't swallow and
she choked and coughed while he pounded her on her naked back.  He made it
up to her by licking her pussy.  She told him to put his finger inside her,
but he didn't do it the way Uncle Bob did and it wasn't quite as good a
feeling.

   As a result, the next payday, Crystal was so horny that she almost went
to the employee bathroom to masturbate.  But she didn't, because she didn't
want to have to hurry.  At the end of the day, when all the others were
gone, she walked into her Uncle's office ready to scratch that itch.

   Bob looked up.  He was horny too.  "Hi sweetness." he said.

   "You were gone last week!" she accused him.

   He smiled.  "I'm sorry sweetie.  I tried to find a new flavor that had
your name in it." he offered.

   She snorted.  "I had to get my paycheck from Dave." she said without
thinking of just how he might hear that.

   Bob leaned forward.  "Crystal, tell me you didn't do anything with Dave
to get him to give you your paychedk." He looked very serious.

   Crystal realized what had happened and she laughed.  "No silly.  He just
handed it to me.  I missed you though." She tried to look sad, but the fact
that he was jealous made her feel too happy to pull it off.

   Bob looked at the single pay envelope on his desk.  "Well, I have THIS
week's paycheck here." He felt like teasing her just a little for some
reason.

   "I see that." she said in her soprano voice.  "I'd really like to have
it.  There are some things at the Mall I'd like to buy."

   "Well, I suppose I could be convinced to give it to you." he said.

   Crystal started taking her clothes off.  She was impatient and wanted
that good feeling.  She knew what she thought would give it to her.  She
got the chair and sat in it, legs splayed apart.

   "No whipped cream today?" teased Uncle Bob.

   "You're going to have to provide the cream." she said, her voice
suddenly lower.  "Right here." she said, sliding one long finger between
her pussy lips.

   Bob thought she meant she'd let him fuck her.  He felt a stab of alarm.
This was going too quickly.  He'd dreamed of fucking her cute pussy ... 
but not until she was seventeen or so.

   "We can't do that sweetheart." he said sadly.  "I'd love to, but it
hurts the first time, and you're just too young.  And you don't need a baby
at your tender age either."

   Crystal got a hot feeling in her belly as she realized his
misunderstanding.

   "Oh!" she said.  "That reminds me.  Last time, when you ...  um ...  put
your finger in me?  It didn't hurt at all.  In fact I loved it.  And it
doesn't hurt when I use my own fingers either.  But shouldn't it have
hurt?"

   Bob looked startled.  "I didn't even think about that.  That is
interesting.  What else have you put up in there?"

   "Nothing." she blushed.  Some of her girlfriends claimed to use things
like carrots and candles, but that had never appealed to Crystal.  "Just my
finger ...  and ...  um ...  during my period ...  you know."

   Bob's eyebrows rose and then fell.  "Tampons.  You use tampons.  Of
course.  Crystal, do you remember the first time you did that?  Did it hurt
then?"

   "Yes!  It was awful!  I cried and my mother said it wouldn't hurt after
that.  I didn't want to do it again, but I had to.  But she was right.  It
wasn't so bad after that."

   "That's when you tore your hymen." he said.  "And that's why your finger
...  and mine ...  don't hurt.  But it would still probably hurt if we had
real sex, baby, and we shouldn't do that."

   "Oh!  I didn't mean ...  that." she said.  "I just want you to rub me
with your penis a little and squirt ...  on the outside.  It's so warm I
just know I can get my good feeling if you do that." She rubbed her pussy
some more.  "And you don't have to worry about the other.  I'm safe."

   What Crystal meant was that it was only a week until her period was due
again.  So there probably wasn't an egg waiting around in her womb to be
fertilized.  And if Bobby's cum wasn't so dangerous, then Uncle Bob's
wouldn't be either.

   What Bob heard was Crystal saying that, somehow, she'd gotten on the
pill ...  just for him ...  just for this.

   "Oh baby." he sighed.  "I'd love to do that for you."

   "Goody." she chirped.  "Because I want to feel it really bad."

   "It IS bad" he sighed.  "We shouldn't be doing this.  You're my niece
and I love you."

   "It's NOT bad." she said firmly, sticking a finger as deep into her
pussy as she could get it.  "We're not ...  fucking ...  and we DO love
each other.  And if I didn't do these things with you I might want to do
them with somebody else."

   Crystal was thinking of Mark.

   Bob was thinking of some pimply faced, skinny teenager rubbing his cock
against Crystal's precious pussy lips, and it made his blood boil.  "Well,
we don't want that, now do we?" he asked, standing up.

   For the first time Bob got completely naked too.  Crystal watched with
slitted eyes as his body was exposed to her.  She'd seen Mark's naked body,
of course, but no other man's, and she was fascinated at the differences.
Mark had youthful muscles under a sparse covering of skin.  He looked like
a sprinter who wrestled.  Uncle Bob's body was heavier, more thickly
muscled, with hair on his chest and arms that Mark didn't have.  Crystal
knew what it felt like to have Mark lying heavily on top of her, pinning
her to the bed.  She wondered what it would be like to be under Uncle Bob.
She wouldn't be able to move at all.  She'd be helpless.  He could shove
that lovely huge thing sticking out from between his legs right up inside
her pussy and she wouldn't be able to stop him.  Her pussy squirted at the
thought and her hand got wet.

   She watched as he came toward her, his hand firmly around his long thick
prick.  He rubbed the knob in little squeezing circles, like he was trying
to make his cream squeeze out.

   But when he got to her, he couldn't touch her pussy with his prick while
he was standing.  When he got to his knees his prick was too low.

   "Get up on the desk." he rasped.  She jumped up and hopped on the desk,
putting her heels on the corners and leaning back on her arms.  Now his
thick rod was perfectly placed to kiss her nether lips.

   "Hurry" she panted.  "I'm so horny."

   He fisted his prick and dug it between her gaping pussy lips, sliding it
up and down her slot in the slippery mess that was there.  He got the mess
on his cock and was able to slide his hand up and down it.  A big drop of
cream oozed out and he nosed that into her pussy opening, swabbing it all
around her lips.

   Crystal bit her lip, her hips twitching.  She wanted to push at that
stiff cock.

   She felt her orgasm rushing towards her as he used the tip to hammer her
clitty, slapping it over and over and then rubbing against it.

   "OH Uncle Bob!" she yipped.  "Here it comes ...  Oh don't stop."

   Bob ground his cock head into her pussy opening and leaned forward to
suck her stiff turgid nipples while she came.  She couldn't keep her hips
still and they lunged of their own accord, stretching her pussy lips around
the thick head at her opening.  She wailed her happiness as her orgasm sent
electric jolts through her body.

   Bob, his cock head firmly seated in her opening, heard and felt her
cumming and let his own release flow.  The first jet rocketed out of his
cock and shot two inches up into her pussy channel.  He pushed off the desk
with his hand and his cock head left her warm embrace as he fisted the head
and swirled his hand around it.  Four more ropes of sticky cum flashed out
of the tip, painting her pussy mouth with a thick coat of goo.

   Crystal, feeling the hot spunk covering her pussy, flashed one of her
hands to the area and began sliding two fingers in and out of her pussy,
pushing his spunk inside, using it to make her clitty feel fabulous as her
cum extended.  She hadn't realized it would feel THIS good, and she fell
back on the desk as she got dizzy and shaky.

   Bob stared at his niece's sperm-covered mons.  She had two fingers
digging deep in there, and he knew she could take his cock.  He wanted to
lean forward and skewer her pussy.  He wanted to squirt deep inside her.

   But he still had a little control, and he moved away, just to make sure
nothing happened.  He had to sit in the abandoned chair again to gather his
strength.

   Crystal lay there for ten minutes, idly rubbing her pussy.  She turned
her head toward her uncle and they looked at each other with a soft look in
their eyes.

   "I love you Uncle Bob." she said softly.

   "Baby, you have no idea how much I love you." he said, remembering how
much it took not to fuck her.  CHAPTER SEVEN

   That satisfied Crystal for three whole days.  In the meantime, because
she had refused to let Mark do anything with her, she relented and gave him
a blow job every night.  That was fine with Mark.  Her mouth felt as good
as he thought a pussy would.  He loved to hear her swallow his cum.

   But as the day her period was supposed to start got closer and closer,
and Crystal got hornier and hornier, she finally lost control.

   That night, when she went to Mark's room, she stripped and climbed into
bed with him.

   "Tonight I want you to squirt on my pussy again." she said, breathing
deeply.

   This time she spread her legs wide and let Mark get between them.  He
held himself up with one hand while he used the other to hold his stiff
cock.  He tried to jerk it and rub her at the same time.  But she wanted
her nipples sucked too, and he had to support himself with both hands to do
that.

   So, leaving the tip of his prick nosed into her pussy mouth, he leaned
down and feasted on her ripe nips.  He poked at her with his prick.

   "Careful" she gasped.

   He didn't answer.  His mouth was full of her right nipple.

   Crystal felt her orgasm coming.  Her hips got unruly and began to wiggle
against his rigid pole.

   "Careful" she panted, even though he wasn't moving any more.

   It was pure accident that he chose to poke at the same time her hips
chose to jerk upwards and suddenly, his prick head popped inside her pussy.


   "Ohhh owww" she moaned.  It hurt.  She was stretched so much.  But it
was somehow the kind of hurt that had a good part too, and she suddenly
wanted to keep feeling the good part.

   "Mark" she gasped.  "I think it's in me a little.  Don't go any deeper."


   Mark, as we have established already, was a horny teenaged boy.

   "OK" he gasped back.  The head of his cock was surrounded by fire and it
felt BETTER than her mouth, which was merely hot.  But he didn't want her
to make him stop completely, so he pulled his cock back out.

   His brain immediately registed extreme unhappiness, and he promptly
pushed the head back in.

   "Ooooo ...  ummmm" moaned his sister.  It still hurt, but that lovely
feeling of the top of his bone rubbing her clitty as it moved made her
crazy.

   Not hearing any further complaint, Mark commenced to fuck his sister's
pussy with just the head of his cock, slipping it in and out gently,
feeling the sap rising in his balls.

   Crystal's orgasm crashed on her like a ton of water.

   "Ohhhh ahhhhhhh mmmmmm" she groaned, her hips going out of control.

   Mark felt his spunk shooting along the length of his cock and, because
that's what boys do, decided that inside her pussy was better than ON her
pussy, so he let it go.

   Six healthy teenaged ropes of potent sperm flushed into Crystal's pussy,
filling it to the brim.  Knowing that, if he stayed in her, he was about to
shove his cock deep, and knowing that she wouldn't like that, Mark pulled
and let his cock head hover over her gaping sperm-filled pussy mouth as the
last two squirts splattered her mons.  He aided it by stroking his prick to
get every drop out.

   He collapsed on his sister's warm soft body and sought her lips.  He
wasn't sure that this was what she'd had in mind, and wanted some sign that
she wasn't mad at him.  Her hot, passionate kiss convinced him everything
was OK.

   Crystal had her period two days later and sighed with relief.  She
hadn't been really worried, but she'd shoved an awful lot of gooey sperm up
into her pussy with her fingers since her last period, so it was good to
know that wasn't too dangerous.

   Had she been a little older she wouldn't have jumped to such a
conclusion.  Still, she decided to go back to blow jobs and getting her
pussy sucked as far as Mark was concerned.

   Now, however, it was an every night thing.

   Throughout the next week Crystal and her uncle traded looks that melted
her heart.  Once, while they were in the cooler together, he kissed her
long and deep.

   "Uncle Bob!" she said, after the kiss, which she hadn't resisted in any
way shape or form, and in fact had returned with gusto.  "It's not even
payday."

   "I don't want to wait til payday" he complained in a little boy voice.

   Crystal had the urge to suck a load of his cum into her stomach, but
resisted.  There were other employees around.

   "Too bad.  But I promise I'll make it worth the wait." she said.

   Since they'd done everything except fuck, Bob forced himself to leave
her alone and went into his office, where he locked the door and beat off.

   Twice.

   The next payday came and Crystal acted like it was nothing different at
all.  She did blow her uncle a kiss when nobody was looking, but that was
it.

   When closing time came Bob flipped the sign.  Only he and Crystal were
left in the store.

   "I have some bad news." he said.

   Crystal turned and crossed her arms under her braless titties.  "OH?"
she prompted.

   "I left your paycheck at home accidentally." he said.  "I won't be able
to give it to you until Monday I guess.  Unless you went to go home with me
to get it tonight." he added.

   Crystal thought.  It had been three days since her period had stopped.
She knew how good Mark's dick had felt sliding in and out of the mouth of
her pussy, and she'd already decided she wanted to feel her uncle's even
bigger cock head doing that.  But going home with him would take so long.

   "My parents will expect me home on time." she said doubtfully.

   "I thought maybe you might cook me dinner." he said.  "Your mother brags
on you for your cooking ability."

   Crystal lit up.  The only thing she knew how to cook was spaghetti, but
you couldn't mess that up without actually trying.  She picked up the phone
and called home.

   "Mom?  Hey, it's me.  I think I'm going to go over to Uncle Bob's
tonight and make him spaghetti.  He's looking a little thin and hungry."

   Bob was looking hungry, but not for spaghetti.  He wanted to take his
time with this delicious teen and leave her weak and helpless.  And then he
wanted to make her a woman.  His caution about her age had eroded over the
weeks.  In his mind she already was a woman.

   "OK, I'll probably just walk home.  It's not all that far.  If it's too
late I'll call and you can come pick me up." said Crystal into the phone.

   She hung up and unconsciously pinched her nipples through her uniform
shirt.  "She said to make you happy.  I think I can do that." she said, her
voice sultry.

   They rode home in Bob's car in virtual silence, listening to the radio,
while each thought about what they wanted to happen at Bob's house.  Their
thoughts were remarkably similar, though in Bob's fantasy his prick went
deep inside her, and in hers it just teased her pussy until she came and
then squirted just inside her pussy lips.  She still thought of herself as
a virgin, as silly as that might seem.

   When they got there, Bob followed his niece inside, watching the sway of
her hips as she walked in front of him, her short skirt swishing.  Once
inside she turned.

   "Let's wait for supper.  I want my paycheck now."

   Bob led her to his bedroom, taking his shirt off on the way.  He kicked
his shoes off in the hallway.  When they got inside the bedroom Crystal
took her clothes off with no shyness at all while Bob watched her naked
charms revealed.  Then she got to her knees in front of him and attacked
his belt.  She got his pants loose and they dropped to the floor to reveal
his prick straining out from his heavy balls.  Crystal sucked his knob
happily, licking it and kissing it.

   He took her to the bed, kicking off his pants on the way.  He was too
impatient to take his socks off.  Crystal flopped happily on the bed, glad
she could be comfortable and spread her legs.

   "Lick me." she commanded.

   Bob reduced her to a flopping rag doll as he sucked her clitty and bit
it, sliding first one and then two fingers deep inside her and tickling her
cervix.  Crystal flopped her way through an orgasm and then gasped for
breath as he crawled up between her legs.

   She put a hand on his chest.

   "I let a boy put his cock in me ...  just a teeny little bit." she said.


   Bob felt rage suffuse his face.  Some punk had gotten to her first!

   "But only just a little bit." she said, seeing his face go tight.  "Not
all the way.  I wanted to see if I could do that with you."

   "What boy?" he rasped.

   "I can't tell you." she said.  "It's a secret."

   "Why is it a secret?" he asked, his head dipping to her nipples.  He
knew she'd be unable to think if he worked on her there.  She loved to have
her nipples sucked.

   "You'd think I was terrible." she moaned, feeling the sparks beginning
to shoot to her pussy again.  In her mind doing things with Mark was
incest, but doing them with her uncle was just plain fun.

   Bob was curious.  The way she was putting it made it sound like it must
be a young boy.  He wanted to know.

   "You shouldn't have done that baby." he said, licking a nipple.  "He
might have given you a disease."

   "Mmmmm no, he's a virgin too." she moaned.  "He doesn't do anything with
anybody except me."

   "You let him do other things too?" Bob felt his gut tighten.

   "Sometimes." she panted.  "I practiced some of the things I wanted to do
to get my paycheck."

   "You shouldn't do things with boys who don't love you." he grunted,
fisting his cock and rubbing it between her glistening pussy lips.

   "He does love me." she gasped.  "And I love him too, just like I love
you."

   Bob wasn't in any mood to think about it, but her words rattled around
in his brain.  She didn't have a boyfriend.  He'd asked her about that
numerous times.  Her parents didn't allow her to date yet, except to go
with a crowd of kids to the mall or things like that.  What boy could she
get access to in private?

   The answer thundered into his head.'

   "Mark?!" he rasped.  "You do these things with Mark?!"

   Crystal felt her uncle's prick head forcing her pussy lips apart,
stretching them until that wonderful pain was all over her pussy.

   "Yeesssssss" she groaned, wiggling her hips.  "But nobody else Uncle
Bob. Only youuuuuu" she squirmed.

   Bob felt relief flood his mind.  He liked Mark.  Mark was no pimply
faced strange boy who wouldn't care what happened to Crystal.

   "You let him do ...  this?" Bob pushed enough that his prick head popped
inside the girl.

   She winced and her head flopped back and forth, but her wince turned to
a smile.

   "Yeesssss.  It hurt at first, just like it hurts now, but I like the
hurt." she moaned.

   "Then what did he do?" panted Bob, loving the feeling of hot pussy
surrounding his cockhead.

   "Mmmm ...  he took it out and then put it back in."

   Bob did the same thing, ecstatic at the feel of her pussy lips stroking
the head of his cock.  "Like this?" he asked.

   Her hips wiggled some more.  "Mmmm ...  yes, but lots of times."

   Bob began fucking her with just the tip of his cock.  After the first
few times he went a little deeper.

   "Did he go in this far?" he asked, giving her two inches.

   Crystal felt things she'd never felt before.  As his cock rubbed her
deeper inside she felt tingles and thrills that were different than what
her pussy mouth felt like full of cock.

   "Noooo, not that far." she groaned.

   Bob gave her another inch on the next push.  "He didn't go in this far?"
he prompted.

   Crystal's hips wanted to lurch up off the bed.  This felt fantastic!

   "I'm not sure any more." she moaned.  "Maybe if you went in a little
more I could tell."

   Bob knew she was ready.  On his next push he didn't stop until he felt
his cock head push her cervix out of the way and his pubes meshed with
hers.

   "Did he put it in THIS far?" he grunted.  He stayed there, rubbing her
clitty with the base of his cock.

   "Nooooooooooo" she squealed, and she had an orgasm.  Her pussy rippled
all along Bob's invading prick, like it was trying to squeeze him back out.
"You're FUCKING me Uncle Bob!" she squealed as she came.

   "Yes I am sweet thing." grunted Bob.  "And you feel better than anything
I've ever felt before." He started sawing his cock in and out of her as she
flopped again, squealing and whining her way through the longest orgasm
she'd ever had.

   "I LIKE fucking Uncle Bob" she sobbed.  "I LIKE fucking with YOU Uncle
Bob."

   "Did you let Mark cum in your sweet pussy Crystal?" gasped Bob.

   "Just a little" she panted.  "Just inside me a little."

   "Not deep like this?" he shoved hard, feeling her cervix stretch to kiss
his cock head.

   "Nooooo not like that." she cried.

   Bob grunted again as his cock exploded, streams of spunk shooting into
his niece's womb, his prick just as deep inside her as he could get it.

   "For you baby." he grunted.  "Deep in your pussy for you." He squirted
again and again, emptying his balls into his lovely young niece.

   "Ohhhhh" she moaned.  "I can feel it.  It's so hot!  There's so MUCH!"
She tripped into another orgasm, right on the heels of her first one and
her pussy milked him again, getting every drop of his virile spunk into her
belly.

   Bob collapsed on his niece, and she welcomed the feel of his weight, as
she knew she would, unable to move, feeling his thick cock deep inside her
and loving it.  She hadn't known it would feel THIS good.  She suddenly
wanted to do this every day for the rest of her life.

   Bob loved it too.  He thought she was on the pill, that what they were
doing was safe as could be.  He looked forward to dumping his balls in his
luscious niece over and over again in the years to come.

   Crystal, having morals different that most girls, had some similarities
too.  She didn't want to lie to her mother, so she pushed her uncle off of
her and, her pussy dripping his sperm, padded naked into the kitchen to
make spaghetti.  She had to use a paper towel to wipe up the drips running
down her thighs.

   After a while Bob came in, also naked.  He walked up behind her and
cupped her teen breasts, squeezing them.

   "I loved that Crystal." he said, kissing her neck.

   "Me too." she sighed.  She was thinking about how she loved it so much
that she was going to have to do something to get on the pill.  She wasn't
so sure she could control her urges any more and only do this during safe
times.  She was pretty sure she'd let Mark fuck her now too.

   They ate dinner naked, and it didn't seem strange to either of them. 
Then Crystal took his hand and led him back to the bedroom, where he packed
her pussy full of thick, rich sperm again, replacing everything that had
drained out of her.

   Instead of making her call her mom, Bob told her to take a shower and
then he drove her home.  He handed her her paycheck as she got out.

   "Thanks again sweetness." he said.

   She smiled a brilliant smile.  "You're going to have to get a couch in
your office.  We'll need it so I can get my paycheck from now on."

   EPILOGUE

   Bob did get a couch.

   And he fucked Crystal on that couch every day for a week, even though
there was no paycheck involved.

   And at night, Crystal snuck into her brother's room and she let him fuck
her deep.  She urged him to spurt her full of his cum deep too.

   But she never got on the pill.

   It was a scandal, of course.  Her parents demanded to know who had made
her belly swell up with a baby inside it.  She didn't tell anybody anything
when she missed three periods in a row.  But soon her belly told her
parents and then the shit hit the fan.

   Mark saw their anger and stepped between them and her.

   "I did it." he said, his jaw sticking out.  He may have just turned only
sixteen, but he was man enough to stand up for what he thought he'd done.

   Their parents were furious.  But their minds were clear.  They knew that
once kids started doing that kind of thing, it was almost impossible to
make them stop.

   Bob got the call at his Ice Cream Emporium.  It was Janet, his sister.

   "Bob?  We have a little problem and we need your help."

   "Sure Babe" he said to his sister.  "Anything I can do, I'll do."

   Then Janet told him that her son had fucked her daughter pregnant.  Bob
was astonished and berated himself for not clarifying that Crystal actually
WAS on birth control.  He felt terrible.

   "We know we can't make them stop." said Janet.  "But we can separate
them.  We need to know if Crystal could live with you.  It's too late to do
anything about the baby, and she wants to have it anyway.  I know this is a
lot to ask Bob, but we don't know what else to do.  What do you say?"

   Bpb negotiated enough to make it believable that he was reluctant to
take in a pregnant teenaged girl, but finally consented to be her surrogate
parent.

   Needless to say, it was a dream come true.  They wouldn't actually know
who had impregnated her until the baby was born and they could see it's
features.  Even then it might not be clear.  But Bob just assumed it was
his, and he took Crystal in as if she were his wife.  I suppose since he
was her surrogate parent, it was only proper and correct that she be his
surrogate wife.

   She had her own bedroom.

   But it never got used.
   
