The usual disclaimer applies.  This is a completely fictional story exsisting totaly in the mind of the author.  The characters are fictional and any resemblance to actual persons is totally coincidental.  If you are not an ADULT or are offended by graphic depictions of sex between adults and children or acts of incest, please do not read this story.  This story neither condones or encourages acts of sex between adults and children and should not be construed as such.  It is intended soley for the entertainment value of those who enjoy excersing their first ammendment rights by reading this type of erotica.

By Buck Naked - please send comments to UncleMike20@hotmail.com

Staci - My Neice, My Lover

Chapter 4 - A Trip in the Park

As Staci and I approached Gloria and the huddle of policeman that were gathered in the hallway, my knuckles turned white and the sound of blood rushed through my head. The officers watched us stone-faced as we approached them. Gloria was sobbing and holding her head in hands.

How could Gloria have known what had been going on in my room down the hall? It had been approximately four hours since Staci and I had left Gloria's room to go for a sundae. Had the sleeping pill Gloria had taken as we were leaving not had its soporific effect? Had Gloria come down to my room to look for Staci and heard the mad lurching of the bed springs, my animal grunting and groaning and Staci's cat-in-heat yeowling as I had ravaged her young daughter's pussy and plucked her unripe cherry?

As we drew closer, my eyes darted from side to side and up and down the hall looking for an avenue of escape and I might have made a break for it had it not been for the fear that paralyzed me and kept my feet walking steadily towards the two plain clothes detectives who now stepped toward us.

"Mr. Hornsby?" the taller detective on the right in the dark suit asked in an official voice. 

"Yes," I replied tentatively, my voice catching in my throat. Cold sweat was now forming on my brow.

"We'd like to have a word with you," croaked the other detective. He was a short, squat man in a tan sportcoat with a military crewcut.  

"Staci, is your name Staci?" he asked the frightened looking girl at my side. She nodded her head hesitantly. "Why don't you go see that nice policeman over there," he said directing her to the uniformed officer who reached for her hand.

As I stood between the two detectives comptemplating prison life and trying to deal with the sinking, nauseous feeling in the pit of my stomach, I realized that it didn't matter. I wouldn't have changed a thing. I loved Staci with all my heart and all my body. I loved her little girl fragrance, the sunshine in her freckled face, her sparkling blue eyes and the tender soft curves of her little girl body.  But most of all, I loved that I could love her with an unrestrained and primal passion and would be met with no resistance, no judgement and no guilt, only the innocent and unfettered desires of her own curious mind and developing body. Staci was just beginning to become aware of the carnal pleasure that her young body could bring her and how she could use it to make grown men shake.  No, I loved and craved Staci and I wouldn't have changed a thing regardless of the risks or consequences.

"Mr. Hornsby, I'm afraid we are going to have to ask you to come down to the station with us," said the short, bullfrog looking detective.

"I undertand," I replied, surrendering myself.

"We are charging  Gloria Hornsby with murder and arson in connection with the death of Frank Hornsby and she asked that you take care of your niece in the interim rather than turn her over to County. We'll need you to come down and sign some papers. After we book her, we'll be able to tell you when the bail hearing will be held," said the tall detective.

It almost didn't register at first. They hadn't come to arrest me for molesting Staci, they were arresting Gloria for burning the house and killing Frank. My head spun. The uniformed officers were handcuffing Gloria while Detective Froggy read her rights.

We went down to the station where I signed the stack of papers giving me custody of Staci while Gloria was incarcerated. Talking to the detectives  I found out that Staci had called them from the grocery store and spilled all the details of the events that had lead up to Frank's death. Staci was still under the impression that Gloria had killed Frank because she was jealous over the attention he had been giving to her. Staci's bitter resentment towards her mother and my assurance that I would always be there for her had been enough to prompt her decision  to turn her mother in. 

During the initial police investigation into Frank's death, Gloria had described to the police the shocking details of the scene between Staci and her father that had greeted her when she had returned home early that night. The detectives had read between the lines and could pretty much figure out the rest of what had happened. Not being particulary fond of child molesters, they figured that thanks to Gloria, there was now one less pervert to deal with and quietly closed the case, but with the increasing pressure from the insurance company and now with Staci stepping forward, their hands were tied and they had no choice, but to arrest Gloria for the murder of her husband Frank. 

It was heartbreaking, the whole time that they had been cuffing Gloria and taking her away, she had cried and pleaded to Staci, "I love you, baby. I did it for you. I couldn't let him hurt you, I love you Staci." Gloria was a broken woman. I felt for her and understood why she did what she had done. Frank was a louse and probably deserved what he had got, but when it came time to post Gloria's bail, I opted not. I left her in there. Now Staci was mine and mine alone.

It was a whole new experience for me. In one quick stroke I had acquired a live-in lover and a child to care for, and they were one in the same! The manner in which the parental and sexual facets of my relationship with Staci crossed over and blended with each other made for some interesting situations. I enjoyed shopping for clothes for my little love doll. I would spend half my time in Kids R Us and the other half at Fredricks and Victoria's Secret. 

I would spend hours in the little girl's section of department stores with a raging erection picking out frilly little ankle socks and panties with pastel icecream cones and pink Power Rangers on them. I liked the cute little outfits that played up her youth and femininity, short skirts and tight little short outfits. Staci complained that some of the clothes that I picked for her were for younger girls and that they were too juvenile or fit too tightly for her tastes. I asked her to humor her old Uncle Mike and that I would make up for it at the "big girl's store". 

At the mall, I would drop Staci off at the Disney Store while I went into Fredricks of Hollywood where the sales girl helped me to shop for my "very petite" girlfreind. I had a great time shopping as I picked out pairs of gauzy little crotchless panties and lacey little bras with the nipples cut-out. We almost couldn't find a garter belt and stockings small enough to fit Staci. The black leather bra, panties and thigh high boots outfit was very expensive, but as I stood there picturing my little blond angel covered in black leather preparing to spank her naughty uncle, my cock twitched up and down begging me to buy it.

Life was interesting at home also. One moment I would be sitting bare-assed naked on the kitchen table with Staci sitting in a chair pulled up between my legs, my thick member planted in her young mouth pumping a hot load of sticky cum down her small throat, the next moment I would be shoving her into the bathroom bugging her to brush her teeth prodding her with platitudes: "You need to brush every day honey, we want to keep your smile pearly white", "Make sure you get all that cum out of your braces, honey. We don't want people calling us Cum-Breath now, do we?"

Our nights and days blurred together. We had sex all the time. The more that Staci learned about sex, the more she wanted it. At night in our bed we would screw six different ways until I would pass out exhausted. After I had fallen asleep, I would awaken again to find my little girl sitting on top of me sliding up and down on my big meat pole like a carousel horse. Her little pussy soon stretched to where it could comfortably accomodate the massive piece of flesh that dangled between my knees. 

We reached this point by doing her "stretching" excercises while we watched tv on the couch at night. She would climb up on my lap wearing only a little tee shirt or tank top, her cute little dimpled ass shining below. Facing the tv and stradling my lap, she would reach down with her little fingers and grasp the veiny, jutting tool between my legs and massage the big rubbery head against the glistening folds of her little love mound as she slowly lowered herself on to it. Once the soft white cheeks of her little girl ass had slid down and come to rest on the mat of coarse black pubic hair in my lap, we would watch tv like that, with her impaled on my large throbbing man-meat. As we would sit there allowing the wet little lips of her young hairless cunt to spasm and stretch around the hot shaft of meat, I would take in the fragrance of her soft silky hair and let my hands enjoy her young body. 

My large hands almost covered the whole of her undeveloped chest as they reached up under the shirt and massaged and caressed the soft skin. My thick fingers tweeked and teased the little cherries on her chest and I could feel her baby cunt spasm as it grew accustomed to the size of my cock. The more I pinched and pulled on the little nipples, the wetter her soft, hot crotch became. I allowed one of my large hands to gently stroke the softness of her tummy and I swear that as I pressed my fingers into her soft belly, I could feel my thick shaft inside, filling her up, reaching up almost to her ribcage. Her insides felt warm and wet and with each little movement she made, it felt as if her insides were gently sucking and nursing on the cock buried within her, drawing it up further into the warth. 

I nibbled on a delicate, perfectly formed ear beneath the silky blond hair with my lips as my hand traveled lower across her soft abdomen to the place of our union. There was tremendous heat rising from the junction where the slick little hairless lips gripped around the stiff shaft. I fingered the rubbery little sheath that covered the spot where the stretched lips met, coaxing the tiny red ruby of a joy button from its hiding place. It became wet and slippery between my fingers. I lifted a dew covered finger to Staci's soft panting mouth and let her suck it into her warm wetness. Having treated her to the taste of her own precious love juice and let her suck passionately on my thick finger, I removed it and returned the saliva slick digit to the third grader's sensitive little love button. 

As I began to masterfully diddle and stimulate the hot little baby clit with my finger, I clamped the other large hand over the soft girlish chest to keep the squirming, squiggling youngster firmly impaled on the ridgid pulsating pole of flesh. As she struggled vainly to wiggle off the thick cock and away from the too intense pleasure my finger was generating in her twitching little love button, the tight lips would slide up the slick shaft. I would then gently, but firmly slide her back down the shaft again as my hips would thrust up into her. When the sensation would become too intense for me and I would feel my straining testicles on the verge of exploding, I would stop and we would settle down for a few minutes before starting up again. 

We would do this over and over throughout the course of prime-time programming until I just couldn't stand it anymore and then I would grab her slender hips and pull her little white cheeks firmly down against my groin and let surge after surge of my hot searing cum pulse into her, filling her up. My cock must swell and expand as it explodes or else my loads must be unusually voluminous because as I would groan and feel my cock exploding into the tight twat, her eyes would bug out wide and she would let out a prolonged and tremulous holler as if she were riding on a roller coaster. This was how we stretched her little baby cunt our first nights together. 

Staci also acquired quite a taste for sperm. She had been sucking her dad off for nearly five years on an almost daily basis. She said that while his sperm had not tasted bad, she found mine absolutely delicious! She would suck me off many times a day and I began to worry about how I was going to keep up with her love for the stuff. She regarded it as a treat and would blow me in me moring at breakfast and then have me shoot all over her corn flakes. "They're Grrreeeaaatttttt!!," she would say as she ate her sperm frosted flakes. She also liked sperm covered icecream sundaes, sperm and peanut butter sandwiches, sperm and maple syrup on her pancakes, the little girl just really had a hankering for sperm!

While I certainly enjoyed having the adorable little third grader service my thick heavy cock with her wet willing little mouth, my personal favorite was fucking her smooth little baby cunt (it was hot, wet and tight) and feeling up her soft, tender, little body. 

We had to start reclaiming the sperm that I would shoot up into her to help satisfy her seminal appetite. After I would finish thoroughly fucking my little angel, she would scamper to the refrigerator to get a small jam jar she kept there and setting it on the floor, would squat over it. Her little stomach would contract and undulate like a belly dancer and the thick spooge with come oozing out of the little coral hole hidden between the pink puffy lips and then dangle, drip, and drain into the jar. Satisfied that she had salvaged all she could, she would run her little finger around the tiny hole gathering the gooey residue and savor the flavor from her finger. As much as I hated to ever think about sharing Staci, I knew I would always place her happiness first and it would only be a matter of time before I would have to make other arrangements to satisfy her growing cum lust.

It was summer and Staci was out of school. We liked to go on outings together regularly. The park was one of Staci's favorite places to go. Our hunger for each other's bodies would often get the best of us and we would have sex at the park frequently. Sometimes we would step off the jogging trail and scarcely concealed behind a bush, Staci would suck me off hungrily and try to swallow as much of my load as she could. I always kept a handerkief in my back pocket to clean up the excess.

Other times we would slip into the men's room if it looked like no one was around and I would lean her over the sink and reaching up under her dress, pull her undies down around her knees and fuck her vigoruously from behind. One day I got a bad cramp in my leg as I was fucking her over the sink and I jerked up abruptly trying to shake it out. I had forgotten to withdraw my boner from Staci's tight little twat and as I stood up, I lifted her into the air. The cramp was still attacking my leg and as I hopped around the men's room, Staci bobbed around in the air in front of me suspended on my erect cock. The cramp finally subsided and we came to rest standing in front of the row of sinks and mirrors. Both of us looked into mirror at the same time and burst out laughing at the sight of her suspended in mid-air, bobbing up and down in front of me like a one of those silly toy dogs in the back window of someone's car. We laughed until my hard-on subsided and Staci was slowly lowered to the ground.

On one particular visit to the park, we went to the playground. It was mid-afternoon and was a beautiful, sunny day. Staci was wearing a short little yellow dress with daisies on it. Her hair was pulled up into a little blond spout on the top of her head that bobbed around as she climbed over the monkey bars and crawled through the playhouse. "Look at me, Uncle Mike!," she called as she balanced herself on top of the jungle gym. I admired the tone and tan of her healthy young body as she climed and swung and rolled around. She was an adorable child. I felt my cock stirring as I watched.

Staci sat at the top of the sliding board while I waited at the bottom to catch her. Raising her knees up she flashed her little her panties at me below. I was so close that I could see the pattern of the little pastel polka dots on her panties and the shape of her soft warm mound beneath. Catching me looking, she smiled playfully at me and with one of her little fingers began toying with the fluffy lips through the thin cotton.

"What are you looking at Uncle Mike? Huh? You wouldn't look up a little girl's dress would you, Uncle Mike?" she toyed. "You wouldn't try to look at her panties and at her hot little cunny now, would you?" she smiled as her finger traced the contour of her love mound and into the soft crack forming in the front of the damp polka dotted cotton crotch.

"Staci, stop! You're driving me crazy!" I felt my cock lurch to life inside my trousers. Staci slid down the sliding board and landed at the bottom right between my legs. She reached out and felt the stiffness straining at the front of my Dockers.

"Oh, Uncle Mike! I AM getting to you aren't I?" she giggled as she stroked the big dick through my khakis. 

"Staci, stop! You're going to make me cum in my pants," I complained. "Let's go swing!"

I walked towards the swings as Staci ran ahead. I admired her shapely tan legs as she ran, the blond spout on her head bobbing up and down. The swings were the old kind with the thick wooden board as a seat supported by long chains to the pipe cross beam high above. You could really swing high on these babies. I noticed that there didn't appear to be anyone else around as Staci climbed on to a swing and began to rock back and forth.

"Uncle Mike, push me. I want to go real high. Push me, please Uncle Mike," she pleaded.

Her cute little derriere hung off of the back of the seat and met my hands as I pushed her forward. Each time she swung back to me I let my fingers press into the tender little cheeks and shove her forward. 

"Higher Uncle Mike, higher!" she shouted. I couldn't push her as high as she wanted to go.

"I've got an idea sweetheart. I can really make one of these things soar. I loved the swings as when I was a kid. Why don't you sit in my lap and let me do the pumping," I said catching my mistake too late.

"Ohhh!, that's a great idea. You're REALLY good at 'pumping' things, aren't you Uncle Mike," she said excitedly as her naughty smile widened across her braces and her eyes sparkled at me.

We sat in the swing facing each other, face to face, crotch to crotch, and I began to pump us back and forth. Looking into her adorable freckled little face, my heart began to melt. As we swung back and forth and the stiffness in my pants rubbed back and forth against the hot soft mound between her tender thighs, my blood began to heat.

We both began to moan and get hotter and hotter as we dry humped on the swing in the park in broad daylight. My mouth met hers and our lips locked passionately, my hand reached under the yellow dress and squeezed and kneaded the soft cheeks through her underpants. As we would reach the back of our high arc, I would pull hard on the chains and thrust my feet forward and my stiffness up tighter into the steaming softness between her tender thighs. It only took a couple minutes of this and I had to bring the swing to a stop. 

I looked around to make sure that there was still no one watching. I saw only an older looking man who was walking a large German Shepard that was nosing around in the bushes beside the trail. They were quite a ways away from us and not facing in our direction. I ordered Staci to stand up on the wooden seat of the swing. She looked at me questioningly, but obliged without hesitation. I pulled my little niece's underpants down over her slender legs, smiling as I saw the wet spot in the crotch panel and quickly stuffed them in my pocket. 

Grabbing the chains of the swing, I pulled her closer until her sweet fuzz-less little peach was in my face. I lapped at the glistening little crack between her legs and drank the sweet nectar from her unripe pussy. I let my thick tongue snake up the hot little hole between her legs, my whole head now up under her dress as she stood on the swing. I licked at her delicate little clit and sucked up the warm, flavorful, fluid now dripping and running from the soft fluffy crack. As the swing jangled around in response to her squirming I gave her a few last licks, straining my tongue beyond her little third grade pussy and bathing her sweet little ass crack with my big saliva wet tongue until her whole crotch was wet and slick.

I lifted the excited young girl from the swing to the ground and sat in the swing myself. I pulled the large twitching member from the fly of my khaki's and guided the pretty little girl's blond head to my lap where I bobbed it up and down for a moment to coat the thick vieny piece of man flesh with her little girl saliva. I had Staci stand on the swing straddling me in the same direction I was facing. The idea was for her to lower her steaming little cunt onto the head of my hard erection and then continue to lower herself as the big slick cock slid up into her wet little pussy, but as she was lowering herself, the swing gave a sudden lurch and Staci lost her footing and fell hard into my lap.

The head of my rigid cock found a hole, but instead of her wet little pussy, it had found the dainty puckered little hole of her hiney. The weight of her falling had forced the saliva slick head of my cock into her virgin poopchute, hesitating momentarily as it met her little schoolgirl sphincter, and then fully up into this dark, wet, new territory. 

Staci let out a piercing scream and I quickly reached a hand to her face to cup her mouth, but it missed its mark and the side of my hand went right between the shrieking teeth and braces. She bit down hard on my hand drawing blood. Her legs were flailing as her sphicter convulsed over the sudden and unexpected invasion. The little girl squirmed like a bug that has been stuck with a pin. Eventually, Staci began to gain some control over herself. Just as the flailing and kicking subsided and I was about to lift her off of my member, we heard the laughing and hollering of kids as they ran towards the swings followed by their mother. 

I tried to sooth Staci and calm her down as we rocked gently back and forth on the swing with my huge dick buried to the hilt in her quivering little third grade ass. I stroked her hair and whispered to her softly telling her to relax and breath in and out slowly. There was no way I could lift the little girl up off of my big shitty dick in front of this woman and her kids who were now climbing on the swings next to us. We would have to settle down for a while and enjoy a nice leisurely swing and ass-fuck while we waited for the people to leave.

Staci's little yellow daisy dress covered up what was happening between us and as I soothed away the tear's and her pained expression left the freckled face, none of the playing children or watchful parents around us had known that my huge erection was buried fully in her spasming little ass as we swung back and forth.

Staci was calming down now and I could feel her breathing returning to normal and even though it was still extremely tight, I could tell her little rectum was starting to relax and adjust a little. I had definitely been looking forward to ass-fucking my little niece, just not now, not here and not in this manner. 

I couldn't help but to enjoy it though, Staci had a wonderful little ass. Her bare tender cheeks were resting on my lap and my cock twitched and thrilled in the warmth and tighness of her insides. As we swung back and forth, people came and went. We said hi to differnt people walking by, talked to the people on the swings next to us and for all appearance sake we were just an uncle and his affectionate niece out for a day in the park. An elderly couple gave us disapproving looks and whispered to each other. They probably didn't think it was proper for a cute little girl Staci's age to be sitting on a man's lap. I wonder what they would have thought if they had known that the cute little blond girl in the yellow dress was wiggling around on the fat cock that was buried firmly between her sweet cheeks. 

The old man who had been walking the handsome German Sheperd came by and watched us swing for a long time. His facial expression showed no sign of emotion and he never turned his gaze, just watched us swing back and forth. I could tell that the man admired the cute little freckled face girl sitting in my lap by the obvious bulge in the front of his pants. I wasn't jealous like I thought I would be though. It was kind of exciting showing Staci off, having another man admire her beauty. As he watched us, I stared back and began to thrust my slippery cock back and forth, in and out of Staci's tight ass. 

I could tell that Staci admired the man's masculine looking canine. She stared at it with a kind of fascination. She was also beginning to enjoy having a cock up her ass. As she watched the dog she began to squirm her ass around in my lap feeling the cock wiggle around inside her. Staci grabbed the chains with both hands and begin to raise and lower herself on the stiff piece of flesh that she was impaled on, a little at first and then higher and higher. Her tight little rectum felt wonderful as it slid up and down on my throbbing cock, stroking it, milking it, loving it. 

As we swung back and forth she began to intensify the rythm of her bouncing in my lap. The friction of her sphincter gripping the hairy, vieny flesh of my penis was building up an incredible heat in our shared crotch in spite of the slippery ass slime that lubed the fleshy pole. As she began to work me towards that feeling of wonderful pressure and delicious tension I could tell that she was working herself there as well. 

Staci's eyes were half closed as she continued to stare at the dog and her mouth hung open drooling. I started to thrust upward to meet the soft little bouncing cheeks as they fell. Silly little noises like those a three year old might if they were bouncing on their grandpa's knee were coming out of her mouth now. Her whole insides were sucking at my dick as her stretched little asshole lifted up and dropped back down again more rapidly now. The strange man continued to watch my niece fuck herself on my dick as we swung back and forth. The man and his dog where the last ones left at the playground.

As Staci brought me closer to orgasm, I reached under her dress and began to diddle her little clit and finger her wet dripping little pussy. She began to convulse as I increased the pace and pressure of my thick diddling finger. I ventured another finger and now worked two fingers in and out her steamy little baby cunt. The incredible heat and pressure in my balls began to build until I could contain it no longer. Pulling hard on the chains, I thrust forward from the swing seat jamming my exploding cock as far up into the creaming little preteen's spasming asshole as it would go. 

We came together and came hard. I heard her scream out and felt the flood of warm pussy juice as it ran from her steaming cunt over my fingers and down into the open fly of my trousers soaking my heavy spasming balls. The cum pulsed and pumped deep into the writhing child filling her full. She continued to bounce frantically on my lap. My thick cock twitched and spasmed and continued to pump more and more of the hot spunk deep within her bowels. I almost fell off the swing backwards I came so hard in her quivering young ass. I almost expected to see her blast of the end of my cock like an overinflated balloon and fly around in the air spraying sperm from her ass.

As we started to come back down from our high and opened our eyes once more, I realized that in our excitement I had pulled Staci's dress up to work her little pussy with my hand and it was now still pulled up around her waist. The stranger stood still watching. He had enjoyed a good view of the bizarre scene as I had finger-fucked my niece's bald little pussy while she had rode herself silly, fucking her little girl ass on my massive cock, all while we had swung back in forth in the brilliant sunshine of the park. For an instant a small smile appeared at the corner of his mouth then disappeared again. He turned and called to his dog Rex and walked away down the path.

It took a few moments for Staci and I to pull ourselves together again and then for me to pull her petite, perspiration covered body off of my flagging cock. 

What a day in the park it had been. As we got into the car to leave, Staci and I talked about what had happened. 

"Is it wrong to do it in my hiney like that?" Staci asked looking at me with her sweet innocent blue eyes.

"No, baby. Wrong means different things to different people. Did you enjoy it Staci?" I asked my little niece.

"YESS!!! It hurt at first, but then it felt really good!" she said excitedly.

"Then its not wrong for us baby," I told her.

She sat quiet for a moment thinking and then looked back to me. "Uncle Mike?" she asked.

"What honey?"

"Would it be wrong if a little girl did stuff with a really nice doggy like that one back in the park?" she asked anxiously.

I stroked the blond bangs from her blue eyes and looked into her concerned face. "Let me think about that one darling and I'll get back to you," I responded, my cock getting hard in my pants again.

By the way, the judge set Gloria's bail at $200,000. While I could have  bailed her out, I didn't. I also opted to let her be represented by a public defender rather than hire a sharp attorney. I told myself that it was because she had killed my only brother, but truth is he probably deserved it. I guess I really just wanted to make sure that I would never be without Staci, my niece, my lover.





