Second Chances (M/g, F/g, MF/g, inc, oral, anal, ws) 
by Coproman


I had lusted after my cousin Tanya ever since we'd met on my first trip down south to my grandmother's house in Georgia.  My aunt and uncle lived near Grandma, and when they came over to see me and I saw Tanya, I was stricken.  At the time she was only a countryfied eight years old, while I was a MUCH more mature New-York-City-fied ten.  But as young as she was, and as countryfied as she may have been, there was something very sensual about her outgoing personality, blossoming light-brown figure and her cute dimples that stirred up my young hormones.  During the two weeks I was there, however, I never so much as tried to kiss her; after all, she was family--my mom's sister's kid--and I had always been told that family was off limits to any "funny stuff," as my dad used to call it.  But that didn't stop me from fantasizing about her. In fact, her image stayed stuck in my head for years.  With every girlfriend I ever fucked, I imagined that it was Tanya's pussy I was plowing, her asshole I was filling with my sperm.  But when I'd finally open my eyes, I was always disappointed to see someone else beneath me.

It wasn't until my grandmother passed away, fifteen years after that first trip down south, that I would get to see Tanya again, when I came down for the service.  She was on her own, now, but still lived in the area and had offered to pick me up at the airport and let me stay at her place for the couple of days I'd be there.  Just hearing her voice on the phone made me horny, and during my flight, all I could think about was how she might look after all these years.  I was trying to picture a grown-up version of the eight-year-old I'd played with, but I just couldn't do it.  What made it even harder was trying to factor in the kid she'd had when she was about fifteen.  For all I knew she had retained all that pregnancy weight and now looked like the Goodyear Blimp. 

When I got off the plane and was walking towards the exit, I scanned the faces of the people waiting to meet the arriving passengers and spotted one face that seemed familiar.  But I immediately thought I was mistaken, perhaps recalling a face of someone I'd seen in a fashion ad or somewhere, because this woman was gorgeous.  Light-brown-skinned, she was wearing a bright red halter, which hugged her tits, and a pair of white low-rider jeans, which hugged her bubble butt.  This was topped off by a pair of sunglasses, hoop earrings and a white sunbonnet; and every man--and woman--who passed her by was checking her out.

I continued to walk, still staring at her while saying to myself, I couldn't possibly be THAT lucky, when the woman smiled, stepped up to me, and hugged me.

"Hi, Cuz!" she said.  "It's good to see you.  It's been a long time."

"Hi, Tanya," I mumbled.  "You look...terrific."

"So do you, so do you," she said.  She suddenly bent down and started looking around herself, as if she had dropped something, then said, "Why are you hiding?"  That's when I saw a little girl, about eight years old, appear from behind her.  She looked almost exactly like Tanya, even down to the dimples, only her skin was a little lighter and her hair was a little straighter, falling in dark, loopy curls.

"Cuz, this is Natalia; Natalia, this is your Uncle Bob."

I crouched down, put my duffel bag on the floor and extended my hand.  "Hi, Natalia.  Nice to meet you."

But the little girl just smiled shyly and hid behind her mother again.

"Sorry.  She's just not used to being around a grown man, since her father and I broke up," Tanya explained.  "But don't worry; she'll warm up to you."  She then looked at my bag.  "So is that it, or did you check something?"

"No, this is it," I said, picking up the bag.  "We can go."  And, Baby, I would go ANYWHERE with you, I said to myself.

On the way to Tanya's house, I tried hard to look cool by pretending to check out the sites as we drove through Atlanta, but I couldn't help snatching frequent glances of my cousin.  I could never have imagined that she would grow up to be this much of a fox.  Tanya just drove, never taking her eyes of the road, but after a while, she broke into a smile, showing those dimples.

"So what's going on, Cuz?" she asked.  "What are you up to, besides sitting there with your tongue hanging out of your mouth?"

If I weren't so dark-skinned, I would have blushed as red as that proverbial beet.  I ended up laughing at my own embarrassment in getting caught.

"Sorry," I finally said, "but I can't help it; you're just so...gorgeous."

"Thanks."

"And you know something else?  I've been attracted to you ever since I came down here that very first time and Auntie and Unc brought you over to Grandma's to meet me." 

"Yeah, I know," she said matter-of-factly, still looking straight ahead.  "I always knew."

"But how could you have possibly known that?"

" 'Cause you were drooling and I'd never seen a boy drool before, so I asked my mother about it."

"And what'd she say?"

"She said she hoped you'd find a girlfriend, so you'd stop acting that way around me."

We both laughed at this, and when we calmed down, I said, "Well, I've got to know, Tanya: How did you feel about me, back then?"

"Oh, I've always thought you were cute, Cuz," she admitted.  "In fact..."

"What?"

"Well, I'm a little embarrassed to say this, but I've even thought about the two of us...you know...fooling around and whatnot."   

I put my hand on her thigh.  "So how about it, Tanya.  We're adults, we're attracted to each other, and only the two of us would know."

She glanced at Natalia in the rearview mirror and sighed.  "It's not that I don't want to, Cuz, but there are some...well...issues that have to be considered."

"Do you mean the cousin thing?  Is that what's bothering you?"

She chuckled.  "No, not at all."

"Then is it Natalia?  Does it have anything to do with her?"

This time she hesitated before saying, "Sort of...but it's a little more than that.  And it may take me a while to tell you, because I need to use exactly the right words.  I don't want you to get the wrong idea."

Now I was completely confused so, desperately, I asked, "Well, can you at least give me a hint?"

She smiled.  "In due time, Cuz, in due time."

By then, we had arrived at Tanya's house, but we had only enough time to dash in, change our clothes, and get right back in the car to drive to the church.  We made it there just minutes before the start of my grandmother's service, which, despite the nature of the occasion, turned out to be a fairly pleasant family-reunion type of affair.  But even though I was surrounded by family members I hadn't seen in years--and who I should have been catching up with--I couldn't keep my eye off Tanya, who looked luscious even in the conservative black dress she was wearing, and it was very satisfying to know that I would be going home with her.

But because I'd had such a long day, the minute we got back to Tanya's house, I dragged myself into the guest room, flopped on the bed and immediately fell into a deep sleep.  A couple of times, when I kind of half-way woke up, I thought I heard sounds, like moaning and water running, coming from Tanya's room, but I just dismissed them as dreams and went back to sleep.

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The next morning, as I was sitting on the couch in the living room, watching TV, Tanya suddenly appeared, wearing a tight pair of denim shorts, a tee shirt and a baseball cap. She looked even hotter than she had at the airport, and my dick couldn't help waking up as I gazed at her.

"Cuz, I have to shoot over to the mall to pick up a few things," she said.  "Do you mind watching Nattie for me?"

"Sure, no problem," I said.

"Thanks."  She was about to walk out the door when she suddenly turned and, with a smile, said, "By the way, she shouldn't be any trouble."  Then she was off.  

Several minutes later, Natalia, still wearing her pajamas, strolled into the living room and climbed into the easy chair, which was a few feet away from the couch.  I smiled at her, and this time the smile she returned was engaging, not shy at all.  But when I went back to watching TV, I noticed that the girl was not watching with me.  Instead she continued to stare at me, and I could have sworn she was sneaking glances at my crotch.  After a few minutes, she got out of the easy chair, came over, and sat right next to me on the couch.  I looked down at her and smiled again.  She smiled back again and it seemed like she wanted to say something but didn't know how.  Finally, after squirming a lot, she got up enough nerve to speak.

"Uncle Bob?"

"Yes?"

"Can I play with your thing?" she asked.

"What 'thing'?" I asked, confused.

"This thing," she said, grabbing my crotch.  I jerked back in surprise then gently put my hand on top of hers to stop her.

"Wait a minute," I said.  "Where'd you learn about playing with a guy's thing?"

"My daddy taught me," she said nonchalantly.  "He said to be a good little girl, I had to learn how to play with a guy's thing and take the cream in my mouth."

"Oh, really?" I asked, my dick beginning to harden.  "So how long have you been playing with your daddy's thing?"

"I don't know.  I do it every time he picks me up to go stay with him.  Sometimes he lets me do it right after I get in the car.  And if I play with it real good, he makes me feel good by putting his tongue in my trickle."

"Your 'trickle'?" I repeated.  "What's that?"

"You know," she said, as if I were the dumbest person on Earth.  "Where I pee pee."

Hearing that made me almost fully erect, and I could feel my heart beating faster.

"So can I play with yours?" she asked again.

At first I was reluctant; after all, this was an eight-year-old child.  But I figured, since she had already been introduced to sex by her own father, this was my opportunity to travel back fifteen years and do to Natalia what I'd wanted to do to Tanya at that age.  It would be like getting a second chance to have sex with my eight-year-old first cousin.  So I resolved to let Natalia have her way with me.

"Sure, Honey, go ahead," I finally said, moving my hand off hers.  "And if you do a good job like you do on your daddy, I'm gonna make you feel good just like your daddy does."

"For real?" she asked, beaming.

"Yes, Baby, I promise."

With that she refocused on my crotch, quickly unbuckling my belt and unzipping my jeans then, as I lifted up, tugging them and my boxers down until she was able to free my seven-inch prong.

"Wow!" she said, as it popped out.  "Yours is even bigger than my daddy's!"

But the size didn't deter her one bit, as she held on to the base of it, formed her lips into a big, juicy "O" and plunged her mouth down on it.

"Oh, shit!" I said, stiffening and instinctively grabbing the back of the little girl's head with both hands.  "Oh, yes, Baby!  That feels so fuckin' good!"

Right away Natalia began to bob her head up and down, forcing nearly the entire length of my straining wang down her pre-teen throat then making her way up again until just the crown was in her mouth.  Over and over she did this, picking up speed then slowing down again, even flicking her tongue over my piss slit, driving me crazy.  I could tell that she had done this before, because not once did her baby teeth accidentally scrape against my shaft, nor did she come up for air, breathing steadily and surely through her nose.  Soon I could hear the spit sloshing around in her mouth, as her little head moved faster and faster; and when she began to fondle my balls with her other hand then eventually moved it down and stuck her finger up my ass, I couldn't take it anymore.  On the girl's very next downstroke, I closed my eyes and pulled her head down as hard as I could, while lifting my hips.

"Shit!  Fuck!" I screamed, trembling uncontrollably.  "I'm coming, Baby!  Take it!  Take it all right down your fuckin' throat!"

To my surprise, Natalia kept her lips clamped around my prick, as I spurted wad after wad of sticky semen into her sucking mouth.  Since, in preparing to travel, I hadn't gotten a chance to jack off in the last several days, I had a heavy load, and I didn't think this child would be able to take it all.  But while she struggled to swallow the deluge of sperm, the little girl stubbornly stayed right where she was, determined to slurp down every drop I ejaculated.  Finally, my orgasm subsided and my dick began to shrink inside the second-grader's mouth.  But now I had an urgent need to piss, but I was too wiped out at that moment to pull myself off the couch and go to the bathroom.  So I just kept holding on to Natalia's head then, taking a deep breath, flipped us over.  With her now underneath me, and my dick still in her mouth, I said:

"I have a special treat for you, Baby; just swallow like you did before, and keep swallowing till it's all gone, okay?"

"Ungh hungh," she responded, mostly through her nose.

I then relaxed my loins and immediately felt a small stream of urine begin to flow out of me and into her.

"Mmmmmm!" little Natalia moaned as she began to swallow.

"Yeah, drink my piss, Baby girl," I whispered.  "Drink it down."  A few seconds later, it felt like a dam suddenly burst in my bladder, and what had been a small stream of urine turned into a rush of hot piss straight down the eight-year-old's throat.  But again the little girl didn't miss a beat; she just kept swallowing until every drop of my piss had found its way into her tummy to join the millions of sperm cells already there.

After again flicking my piss slit several times with her tongue, this time to get the last drops of urine, Natalia pulled my dick out of her mouth and asked, "So did I do a good job?"

"Oh, yes, Baby," I panted, smiling.  "You did a wonderful job.  You did the best job anybody's ever done on my thing."

"And did you like it when I drank your pee pee?"

"Yes, I did, Baby girl.  Not too many little girls can do that, so I wasn't sure you could handle it.  But you did it really well."

"That's because my daddy taught me," she bragged.  "He said when you're driving in the car and have to go, you should never stop at a gas station, because the rest rooms are so nasty."

I smiled again, realizing how much I needed to thank Natalia's dad for all the important lessons he'd taught her.

"Okay, my turn!" the little girl suddenly said.  Immediately she scooted from beneath me and told me to lie down.  When I did, she took off her pajamas, climbed over my face, braced herself against the armrest then, making sure her pussy was right above my mouth, parked her beautiful little butt squarely on my face.  The first thing that struck me was Natalia's odor.  I had smelled a lot of pussies since I'd started having sex, but they had all been mature.  Never had I sniffed the fragrance of a girl whose genitals were still in the process of developing, and I savored the familiar but very different odor that filled my nostrils.

"Giddyup, horsie!" the girl yelled, and she began to buck her little ass back and forth on my face, sliding her pussy from my nose to my chin, smearing me with her juice.  After several seconds of this, she slowed down, upon which I grabbed her small thighs, to steady her, then poked my tongue as far as I could into her slit.

"Ooooo!" the eight-year-old moaned.  "That feels gooood!  My trickle likes your tongue!"

I pressed my lips against her pussy, covering her whole little hairless box, and went to work on her with my tongue--licking, slurping, even occasionally flicking it against her tiny clit, making the young girl swoon. Natalia alternated between holding still and gyrating her bottom on my face, as she continuined to moan in pleasure and approval.  After sucking the child's pussy for several minutes, I began to wonder if a girl this young could come--I simply didn't know!--but I was about to discover the answer to my question, because she suddenly stiffened then sat on my face as hard as she could.

"Eeeeeeee!" she shrieked, and I could feel her whole little pussy pulsating against my mouth.  Afterwards, she slumped over on the armrest, taking most of her weight off my face, then said, "Now I have to pee pee.  Can I go in your mouth?"

Just hearing those words made my re-hardening dick grow another inch.  "Of course, Baby girl.  I'd love to drink your pee pee."

To keep things from getting too messy, I gently guided her ass back down onto my face and again covered her entire pussy with my lips.  It took a few seconds but finally a warm, acrid liquid began to flow out of her.  Instead of letting it fill my mouth, I began immediately to swallow at the back of my throat, eagerly drinking the eight-year-old's pee, while trying to keep up with the increasing force of her stream.  A couple of seconds later, the girl's piss was gushing into my mouth and I was swallowing steadily, surprised at just how much her little bladder was able to hold.  After a while, Natalia's stream decreased again, until just a dribble of pee rolled out of her.  I had just swallowed the last of it and was cleaning out her pussy with my tongue when I heard a noise.  Turning my head, I was shocked to see my cousin Tanya standing there staring at us.

"You have a hell of a way of babysitting," she finally said.

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Instinctively pushing Natalia off my face and sitting up, I tried to explain to Tanya how I wasn't doing to her daughter what we both knew I was.  But the only thing that came out of my mouth was a jumble of incoherent words, and after a second or two of this, Tanya held up her hand.

"Listen," she said, "don't try to explain.  Just lay there and learn."  She then smiled and beckoned her daughter. "Come on, Nattie; Momma's got a special treat for you."

When I heard "special treat," I thought, No, she COULDN'T mean the same thing I meant by that.  But when a smiling Natalia ran over, lay down on the carpet, and opened up her mouth, I just sat there dumbfounded.

Peeling out of her skin-tight shorts (she wasn't wearing any underwear), Tanya said, "Well, Cuz, in case you haven't already guessed, these were the 'issues' I was hinting at in the car.  So you can see why I was having such a hard time trying to figure out how to tell you.  I didn't know if you were into something this deep.  But I figured if I left you and Nattie alone long enough, she would get around to making one of those moves her sex-addict father taught her and I'd know for sure.  I'm just glad our tastes are so much alike."     

Tanya then carefully stepped astride her daughter and squatted down until her smooth light-brown ass was hovering only inches above the eight-year-old's pretty face.  Wanting a better view of the action, I got off the couch and crawled over until I was only inches away from the two females.   

"Make sure you catch it all, Baby, 'cause Momma just cleaned the rug, okay?"

"Okay, Momma."

I still couldn't believe what was about to happen until I saw the first drops of pee begin to fall out of Tanya's pussy and straight into her daughter's mouth.  Those drops quickly turned into a steady stream; then, suddenly, piss was shooting out of my cousin's cunt so fast that it made a hissing sound and began to foam up as it rapidly filled Natalia's mouth.  But just as it was about to overflow, Tanya sat down on the girl's face, sealing her pissing pussy to the eight-year-old's open mouth.

"That's right, Baby, drink Momma's piss!" Tanya yelled.  "Momma had to go when she was at the mall, but she held it till she got home, so she could use her favorite potty instead!"   

All I could hear now were gurgling sounds as the little girl gulped down what seemed like a gallon of piss.  When her bladder was almost empty, Tanya lifted up a little, allowing me to watch the last squirts of pee come out of her.  Then, totally without warning, she farted right in Natalia's nose.  The foul odor made the child frown at first, but then I was amazed to hear her sniffing it in, filling her lungs with the awful-smelling gas.  Smiling down at Natalia, I moved my face even closer to hers so we could both savor the shitty aroma of her mother's fart; I then urged Tanya to lean forward.  When she did, I spread her ass cheeks apart and speared my tongue into her smelly anus.

"Oh, shit!  Yeah, Cuz, do it!  Lick my ass!  Lick the shit out of it!"

I tried to do exactly that, as I slurped around in her not-very-clean asshole until it was dripping with spit and dissolved shit.  Meanwhile, below me, Natalia took care of her mother's pussy, eagerly tonguing it and sucking at the clit until Tanya was moaning in ecstacy.  A couple of times, the little girl and I locked glances and smiled at each other, and once, instead of washing down Tanya's asshole, I just kissed it, while collecting saliva in my mouth.  When my mouth was full, I moved my head down and kissed Natalia, surprising and exciting the child when I pushed the blob of shitty spit into her mouth.  She eagerly swallowed it, and her tongue probed my mouth to search out whatever I might have missed giving her. 

With the essence of Tanya's shit all over my lips and tongue and the smell of her fart still lingering in my nostrils, I was at the height of my horniness.  Pulling back, I jacked my super-hard prong a few times then moved forward again and pressed it hard against my cousin's spit-slick poop chute.  I was now getting my SECOND second chance, this time to fuck Tanya herself, as I'd wanted to do for so many years, and I intended to take full advantage of this renewed opportunity.

"Ooh!" Tanya gasped as the head of my dick popped inside her anus.  I stopped and held on to her hips, waiting for her to get used to the feel of me, then eased forward until all seven inches were lodged snugly inside her rectum.

"Momma!" Natalia suddenly said, "I can't see Uncle Bob's thing anymore, just his testercals!"

"That's because his thing is all the way in Momma's doo-doo hole, Baby," said Tanya, "and it feels just like a great big turd stuck up in there!"

That exchange between mother and daughter just made me all the hornier as I slowly pulled out of Tanya, until only the head of my dick was inside, then again pushed all the way in.  Her asshole was so tight and hot that I had to do everything in my power not to come prematurely.  Finally, though, I calmed down and began to establish a steady fuck rhythm.

"Yeah, Cuz!" Tanya suddenly yelled out.  "Fuck my shitty ass!  Fuck it raw!"

And I tried my best to satisfy her wishes, as I repeatedly plunged my pole to the bottom of her rectum, my crotch slapping against her ass and my balls bouncing off her pussy with every downstroke.  A couple of times I just leaned back, while Tanya bucked her ass against me, impaling herself on my cock.  Whenever that happened I was able look down and see my shit-stained dick plowing in and out of my cousin's anus.  Not only that; every time Tanya pulled off me, I also got glimpses of Natalia's face below us, as she gazed up in fascination at the anal penetration (perhaps wondering how it felt).  As if all that wasn't enough stimulation, I soon felt something wet trailing along the underside of my dick and realized, to my astonishment, that Natalia was licking my shaft every time it emerged from her mother's backdoor.        

After several minutes, the velvety tightness of Tanya's asshole, along with the fleshy persistence of Natalia's tongue, proved too much for me.

"Fuck!  I'm coming!" I yelled.

I fired my first load of sperm deep into Tanya's bowels; then, wanting to share my triumph with the little girl who had helped to lubricate me, I pulled out and shot the next two loads in Natalia's face; finally I stuck my shit-smeared rod in the child's mouth and spurted the remainder of my semen down her throat.  Afterwards Natalia went to work on me, giving me a thorough tongue bath, cleaning all of her mother's shit off me.  When she was done, I pulled out of her mouth and shoved my still semi-erect dick into Tanya's pussy.  Leaning over her back until my mouth was close to her ear, I let her in on what I planned to do.

"I gotta go, and I'm gonna give it to you, okay?"

Tanya responded by turning her head to the side and sticking her tongue between my lips.

Concentrating to keep myself from getting hard again, I finally relaxed enough to piss, and a stream of urine began to pour out of me and into my cousin.  Once it started, it quickly increased until I was blasting a river of piss into Tanya's pussy, defiling the place where Natalia had been born, turning it into a common urinal.    

"Mmmmm!  Yeah, Cuz, do it to me!"

Confused about what was happening, Natalia asked, "What's he doin', Momma?"

"He's pissing in Momma's trickle, Baby!  He's filling it up with his hot piss!"

"Ooo, Momma, can I have it?"

"Yes, Baby, but it's gonna come out too fast for you to drink, so go get in the bathtub so Momma can give it to you in your face, okay?"

"Okay, Momma," the little girl eagerly replied, and she quickly shimmied from beneath us and scurried off to the bathroom, her plump little pre-teen ass jiggling cutely as she darted away.

The very thought of what Tanya was going to do to her daughter turned me on so much that I started getting hard again and was finding it difficult to finish peeing.  I had to take a deep breath and focus to make my dick shrink enough to empty my bladder.  When the last of my piss was inside her I started to pull out, but Tanya quickly stopped me.

"No!" she said.  "If you pull out I'll lose it.  Stay inside me and let's walk to the bathroom together."

I said "okay" and eased back inside her.  Since I was getting hard again anyway, my erection would serve as a good stopper to hold my piss inside her till we got to the bathroom.

"Now just hold on to my hips while I stay bent over and walk with me," said Tanya.

Seeing us walk into the bathroom that way, Natalia, who had been lying down in the bathtub, bolted up and began to giggle.  "You guys look like some kind of weird animal from outer space!"

Tanya and I laughed at that, but things got more serious again when, without breaking our connection, we stepped into the bathtub and, with Natalia lying down again, positioned our bodies until our genitals were directly above the girl's face.

"Okay, Baby, get ready," Tanya said.  "And remember--don't try to drink it."

"Okay, Momma." 

At Tanya's signal, I eased back until my semi-soft prong slipped out of her.  Immediately a torrent of golden piss gushed out of her cunt and splashed directly into Natalia's face, soaking her whole head and washing into her hair.  Natalia had her eyes closed and her face scrunched up in a frown as she endured the downpour.  I got so turned on watching the eight-year-old getting drenched in piss that I immediately developed another full-fledged boner, and as the last of my urine dripped out of Tanya's pussy, I jammed my joint up my cousin's snatch and began to fuck her in a frenzy.

"Yeah, Cuz!" Tanya screamed.  "Fuck me!  Fuck me hard!"  Then, turning her attention to her daughter, she asked, as calmly as she could, "Nattie, Baby?  Can you see?"

"Yes, Momma."

"So where is Uncle Bobby's thing NOW?"

"In your trickle."

"And who used to live in Momma's trickle?"

"I did," the girl said, giggling.

"And since you used to live in there, who gets to have the present Uncle Bobby's going to leave in Momma's trickle?"

"I do."

"And what kind of present is he going to leave you?"

"A cream-sickle--I mean, trickle," the child said, again giggling.

"That's right!" Tanya laughed.  "You're gonna get to suck all of Uncle Bobby's thick, nasty cream right out of Momma's trickle, 'cause you're Momma's special girl, and Momma wants you to have everything she--SHIT! FUCK! I'm coming!"

And as Tanya trembled through an orgasm, her pussy throbbing madly, it triggered my own.  Thrusting my rod as far inside her as I could, I held her hips tight against my crotch and groaned as I began to shoot my load.

"FucK!  Take it, Tanya!  Take it all in that hot pussy!"

Having already come twice, I didn't think I was capable of producing a third load of sperm so soon, so I figured little Natalia wouldn't be finding too much "cream" in her mother's pussy.  But your body can surprise you at times, especially when it's in the throes of horniness, and that's just what happened to me, as I shot glob after sticky glob of semen into Tanya's hungry snatch.  By the time I was done and had pulled out, her fuck hole was a slimy mess with gooey strings of come dripping out of it.  It would be more than enough for Natalia to consume, and Tanya was going to make sure that the girl got every drop, as she again squatted over Natalia's face then adjusted herself until her pussy was poised directly above the eight-year-old's lips. Even though it was hard to maneuver in the narrow bathtub, I managed to reposition myself so that my head was close enough to Tanya's ass and Natalia's face to get a good view of the procedure.

"Now open wide and stick your tongue out, Baby, so you can catch all the cream, okay?"

"Okay, Momma."

I watched in fascination as a small white blob suddenly appeared from between Tanya's cunt lips.  The blob got larger and longer, becoming a slimy rope that oozed out of her until, after just hanging there for a few seconds, it slowly fell onto Natalia's tongue, which was trembling in anticipation.  The eight-year-old eagerly swallowed the semen then opened her mouth for more, which her mother gladly fed her.  In fact, four more gooey gobs of come found their way out of Tanya's slit and into Natalia's mouth before my cousin went dry, upon which she again lowered herself to seal her pussy to the child's open mouth, so she could clean the remaining sperm out of her.

For the next several hours, Tanya, Natalia and I engaged in every kind of sex in every combination we could think of, beginning with Natalia getting rid of her belly full of my and her mother's piss by standing over us in the bathtub and peeing in our faces while we kissed, and culminating with my doing something that Natalia's father had not yet gotten around to: taking her cherry, which we accomplished with the help of a lot of KY jelly along with Tanya stretching her daughter's immature cunny lips wide open while lovingly sucking on her clit.  Having measured the fat head of my cock against her tiny opening, I never fully believed I could get it inside the eight-year-old.  But with steady pressure, I not only made it fit but, with just one hard shove, managed to break the girl's hymen, without causing her too much pain, then ease myself forward until I was in her up to my balls.  Naturally, it turned out to be the tightest fuck I ever had, so tight that, when I finally came, I ended up shooting so much sperm inside the child that, even with a lot of it overflowing, it still took nearly half an hour for it to drain out of the bruised opening (and onto Tanya's tongue, by the way).  After that last episode, the three of us just conked out on Tanya's bed, and by the next morning, we were all so sore we could barely get up or get dressed in time to drive back to the airport; I just barely made my flight.      

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Months later I got a call from Tanya.  She said that apparently Natalia hadn't done all that thorough a job of licking my come out of her pussy, because she was pregnant.  And, yes, I was the father, because Natalia was the only person she'd had sex with since I'd left.  When she'd started to show, she'd told everyone that she didn't know who the father was, because she wanted to protect both herself and me.  Only Natalia knew the truth; Tanya thought it was only fair to tell her, since her new baby sister would be taking up residence where only Natalia had lived, in her Momma's trickle.

"And don't worry about being involved with raising her or anything," Tanya added.  "All I ask is that you come down to visit maybe three of four times a year, because she'll need to learn those same special lessons Nattie learned, and I can't think of a better teacher than her daddy."

Well, I did more than just visit.  I packed up my things and moved down south, using the excuse that I needed a change of environment but, at the same time, wanted to be near family.  I got there just in time to sign up as Tanya's Lamaze coach and, three weeks later, actually witnessed the birth of my daughter.  As I watched Tanya being wheeled out of the delivery room with little "Roberta" in her arms, it occurred to me that none of this would be happening if I hadn't followed up on a couple of resurrected opportunities that I'd allowed to get away from me the first time, and I was suddenly very grateful for second chances.


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