Chapter 13
In desperation, Marilyn decided she should consult with her uncle, Fred. She hadn't spoken with him in a long, long time and she figured perhaps he could help her out of her dilemma.
"Uncle Fred," she began, "I wonder if I could see you?"
"About what, Marilyn?" he asked her. "I'm quite busy."
"It's alright if you're too busy," she said with a hurt voice.
"I'm never too busy for you," he said. "When can we get together? At your convenience."
"I was thinking about tonight after school," she told him.
"All right," he told her. "Come over to my place and we can talk about your problems."
All during school that day, all she could think about was what she would say to her Uncle Fred. When the day was finally over and she had an opportunity to visit with him at his apartment. She was surprised to see him strutting about in his shorts.
"Uncle Fred, aren't you going to put your clothes on?" she asked him.
"I guess I haven't told you I've joined a nudist colony," he smiled at her.
"A nudist colony?" she asked him.
"Yes," he told her, "I have decided that there isn't a reason in the world why people should wear clothes. Clothes are artificial. It is much more natural to go around in the natural."
"Do you expect me to take off everything?" Marilyn giggled.
"That's up to you, honey," he told her. "If you want to strip, go right ahead."
The idea of seeing what her uncle looked like suddenly appealed to her. Marilyn almost forgot what she had come to see him about in her haste to take off her clothes to display herself for him. As she slid out of her dress, she revealed her huge bosoms. Then she pulled off her panties and he got a look at her crotch.
"Don't you look like a tasty morsel," her Uncle Fred smiled.
To her alarm, he requested, "Come over here and pull off my shorts, sweetie."
She was amazed at his boldness. Nevertheless, her curiosity got the best of her and stark naked Marilyn walked across the room and slipped down her Uncle Fred's shorts. To her delight and surprise he had a huge cock with an enormous red knob.
"How do you like it, honey?" he asked with a broad smile playing about his lips.
"It's big enough," she told him.
"It's juicy enough, too," he said. "How would you like to do a sweet sixty-nine with your old Uncle Freddie?"
"Why, Uncle Fred," she laughed nervously, "I couldn't do a thing like that. What kind of a girl do you think I am?"
"Just checking that out, sweetheart," he told her, "now why don't you relax and get your head down between my legs?"
'I can't do that," she protested once more. All of her protesting was of no avail. He was determined that he was going to have what he wanted.
"Come on, sweetheart," he told her, "let's get cracking."
Going into the bedroom, she followed. He pulled back the king-size bedspread and told her, "Get in the middle of the bed, honey, and we'll stretch out and start sucking."
The flip manner that he went about making his request made her smile.
"Uncle Fred," she giggled, "you're so funny."
"And I'm juicy, too," he said, pointing at his penis which was starting to drip with cum.
Realizing that he needed some action, she couldn't help wonder about his wife.
"What about your wife?" she asked. "Won't Aunt Helen have twenty fits?"
"Your Aunt Helen is going to play bridge tonight. You don't worry about her. She's an alcoholic and uses bridge as cover up. She's been frequenting Benny's Bar."
"Oh, I've heard about Benny's Bar," she nodded, "that's next to the club Alabam."
"That's right," he smiled, "and she goes from Benny's Bar over to Club Alabam and picks up a lover and you know the rest."
"I'm so sorry to hear that, Uncle Freddie," she said.
"Don't worry about it, honey," he told her, "she's too loose to enjoy anymore. Stretched it out too much and I haven't enjoyed fucking her in the last twenty years."
"Well all right," she said, as she felt no guilt. If Aunt Helen was playing around she had every right to carry on with Uncle Fred. After all, didn't his balls demand satisfaction? That was why she felt it actually was an opportunity to perform a much needed and valuable service.
When she stretched out she raised her leg and stroked her vagina.
"Now, baby doll," Uncle Fred smiled as he crouched over her crotch, "you just grab that great big cock of mine and start sucking. Lick around the balls first and if you have a mind to, eat the ass out, too."
"You want all the action, don't you, Uncle Freddie?" Marilyn giggled.
"All the action I can get, baby doll," he assured her.
This was the moment that she had waited for. She was determined to give him a very good time. She began pumping on his penis while she let her tongue lick around his big sweating balls. Parting his ass cheeks with one hand, she let her tongue slip around his asshole. Fred loved her action and told her to.
"You sure know how to use that tongue on a guy, honey," he told her. "Keep it up. You're really fantastic."
She figured he deserved some good times and she let her tongue slip smoothly up his tight anal channel. Her Uncle Fred wiggled about the bed as he felt her tongue plunging up his asshole and her hand pumping on his penis. He was pleased and proud that she was so efficient. At the same time, he was having a ball licking her pussy. He let his tongue sweep along her slit while he fingered her asshole. She loved the way he pumped his tongue in finally, focusing his action on her clit. Flipping his tongue back and forth across her clit while she ate his ass out and pumped on his penis had double delight.
"Eat my cock," he finally told her, "I'll be shooting off in your hand. That would be a disaster."
Marilyn knew enough to listen and she pulled her tongue out of her uncle's twisting asshole and quickly swept over his balls on the way up to the top of his cock. Slipping her mouth smoothly over his penis shaft, she sucked vigorously on the head at first. She let her mouth ride to the base of the penis while she massaged his balls playfully. He loved the sensations and pumped forward fast The head of his shaft massaged the back of her throat.
"Wow!" her Uncle Fred panted. "Oh, baby, now you're doing it. I love it,"
To return the good time she was giving him, her Uncle Fred bent low over her crotch and plunged his tongue once more up her pussy. Gripping her ass cheeks with his hands, he squeezed. Pulling her tighter to him, he got his mouth so close over her snatch he built up a suction. The pussy suction stimulated her so much she locked her legs around his neck. Momentarily taking her mouth off his penis she told him, "Keep that up. I love that, Uncle Freddie."
She didn't have to worry that her Uncle Fred would slip his tongue out of her slit now. For Fred was a confirmed pussy-eater. He was waiting for that fantastic moment of orgasm. He was doing his best to bring her around. While his hands continued playing with her ass cheeks, his tongue continued flicking across her clit in rhythmic movements. Returning to his cock, she plunged her face down so far that it rammed down her throat and almost choked her. Pulling off so she could enjoy a simple suck job, she continued.
"Keep it up," she panted. "Oh, yes, baby, yes, that's the way I like it. Keep it moving." The twisting precision movements of her tongue flipping over the head of his shaft had him trembling. He locked his thighs around her neck as she sucked him. The two of them were enjoying it immensely. Marilyn was learning something about playing with the ass. She had neglected this aspect of lovemaking when she was doing her cock-sucking thing. She was glad that she could learn how to provide some electrical sexual thrills to him. Letting her fingers tease around his ass cheeks she got him so stimulated he was ramming in hard driving thrusts. The two of them now were both absorbed in one thing. They Were trying to come off together in a steaming hot climax. Soon, she felt him juicing. As his sperm load exploded in her mouth, she sucked greedily. At the same instant she gushed in his mouth. Her Uncle Freddie was delighted and excited and continued flipping his tongue around her juicing vagina. Licking up every drop, he didn't stop until he had completed the act.
Pulling out, he glanced up at her as she continued letting her mouth slip back and forth on his still erect male member.
"Pull your mouth off my pecker, honey," he said, "and I'll show you a thing or two about lovemaking."
"What, Uncle Freddie?" Marilyn asked innocently.
"You'd be surprised, baby," he told her. The moment she released his cock he got off the bed.
"Your pecker doesn't go down," she told him.
"It sure doesn't, honey," he told her, "it serves me well."
"I can see that," she said innocently.
"Now, sweetheart," he told her, "I want to watch you do some really super action for me. I'll show you what I mean in a minute."
Going to the closet he came out with a strange-looking dildo and a strap.
"What in the world have you got that for?" she asked.
"Do you know what this is?" he smiled at her.
Not wanting to let on that she knew very well what it was and had been fucked with one, she shook her in feigned innocence.
"That, lover baby, is a prick. It's a plastic prick and it allows me to give you a sensational fuck. I poke my pecker up your pussy and then thrust this plastic dick up your asshole. You get it both ways that way. How does that grab you?" His eyes were aglow with anticipation.
"Oh, I'd like it, Uncle Freddie," she enthused. "Will you screw me that way?"
"I wouldn't want to fuck you any other way," he told her. "A gorgeous girl like you needs to be brought out. When I finish having sex with you, honey, you'll make some young stud a mighty good piece of ass."
"Is that a nice thing to say?" she teased.
"That's the greatest compliment that any woman can have," he said.
"What about my mind?" she asked him. "Don't you take that into consideration?"
"Who needs to worry about the mind anymore?" he said. "They've got the think tank to take care of that. It all works out with a computer. You just shove the question in on a piece of paper and it figures it out and slips it out at the other end. But you have never found a genuine fucking machine. There is no replacement for a pussy. Nor is there anything like a nice tight asshole. And when you put them all together, that spells a fantastic fuck."
"Uncle Freddie," she giggled, "you ought to be ashamed of yourself."
"I am," he said, "I'm ashamed that I never got into your pussy before. Judging from the way that you fuck, you've had quite a bit of action."
"Well that's what I was meaning to talk to you about," she told him.
"Don't tell me about it," he said. "I much prefer thinking of you as an innocent little cherub."
"I'm no cherub," she shook her head, "and I'm certainly not innocent."
Her Uncle Freddie paid no attention to what she was saying and was strapping the dildo onto himself. She didn't continue. She was curious to know what he would do. It did seem strange to see two pricks flipping up from one body. One was real and one was plastic. Going over to his chest of drawers he pulled out the first drawer and took out a tube of something. Going over to the bed he squeezed the tube and using the slippery substance on his plastic penis, he smiled at her.
"This will ease it up your asshole," he smiled proudly.
"You're quite a stud, Uncle Freddie," she winked.
"I know what's happening, honey," he said, "and when you have two pricks sliding into you, you'll know what's happening, too." He smiled at her.
"Get your legs up in the air, honey and spread wide. Your Uncle Freddie is gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked before."
She threw her legs up in the air as he slipped a pillow under her ass cheeks.
"Just rest your pretty legs on my shoulders, honey, while I fit these cocks into you," he grinned proudly.
Slowly easing the slippery plastic penis up her tight rectum, he began driving his own prick into her pussy. The double sensations of being fucked in both places appealed to her.
"This feels so gooodd," she said enthusiastically.
"Sure it does," he told her, "you're gonna love it, baby."
The double action pleased her. Her hips gyrated as the plastic prick stabbed her rectum. A moment later his own cock rode all the way up her pussy.
"Oh, Uncle Freddie," she panted, "fuck me. I like that. Fuck me, Uncle Freddie, fuck me."
Never before had Fred seen a woman who was more eager to be fucked. Her hands were all over him as he pumped away.
"Watch in the mirror," he called out as he glanced over to the dresser to see his reflection while he screwed her this way. It appealed to his twisted sexual desires to watch what he was doing. "Fuck it," he told her, "fuck. That's it. Twist your hips, honey. Now you're doing it. Oh, yes, that's the way I like it. You're nice and tight in both places."
She couldn't help feel proud of herself. She realized that she was giving him a fuck he would never forget.
"Oh," she groaned in delight, "yes, yes, fuck me. Now, baby, now."
He was becoming more turned on every second. There was no doubt in his mind about what a sensational grind she was. His body trembled and he began sweating. Their bodies slapped each other's as they both began to perspire.
"Oh, Uncle Freddie," she groaned in delight, "you're a great lover."
Her hands were on her uncle's buttocks. She was nimbly gripping them now and then she parted his ass cheeks and slowly slipped her finger up Freddie's asshole.
"What're you trying to do to me, lover?" he asked her.
"Give you a wild ride," she told him.
He continued stabbing into her until he exploded. As his hot cream exploded in her pussy she twisted her hips around and cried frantically.
"Oh, Uncle Freddie," she panted, "that's wild."
She was sobbing with emotion as she completed the act. When he pulled out of her she had to tell him everything.
"You don't know what a bad girl I am," she laughed.
"You were excellent, honey," he said, "you gave me a screw up there with those hundred-dollar-an-hour girls. I only wish your Aunt Helen was as good as that when I married her."
"Well, I mean," she explained, "I've had sex with another girl."
"The next time you fuck another girl," he said, "let me know. I'd like to watch. My balls itch just thinking of it."
He went to the bathroom and was unfastening the dildo. She observed him washing it off in the sink as she called out to him to get his attention.
"Uncle Freddie," she said, "my brother Wally has screwed me."
"Somebody had to break him in," he chuckled, "it might as well have been you, honey."
She was giggling so much now she could hardly contain herself. Nothing that she could say would shock her Uncle Freddie.
"I fucked my Daddy, too," she said.
She heard a loud sound and she didn't understand what had happened. Coming into the bedroom he flipped the dildo onto the floor.
"You what?" he exclaimed.
"I fucked my Daddy," she said bluntly.
"That's awful," he said, "that's sick."
"Don't you think it's pretty sick that you're fucking me?" she asked him.
"We're not blood relatives," he said, "blood makes a difference."
"I guess so," she said testily as she got to her feet and slipped into her panties.
"Where are you going?" he demanded.
"What business is that of yours?'" she said, "you look down on me because I'm a father-fucker, don't you?"
"I don't exactly look up to you," he admitted.
"I'm sick of people casting arrows at me," she said. "You're no Puritan."
She never said another word as she left. She was really disgusted as she went home. It was becoming obvious to her that each person could cover his own hang-up. All he had to say was that what he did was all right and what the other person did was sick. It made her sick just thinking about it. When she got home, her father was there and she fixed him a good meal. He said nothing about sex and that was a relief.
In the days that followed she tried to do her very best to make him happy. Her brother found himself another girl and never asked her for sex any more. All was going smoothly until one night her father came home loaded.
"Looks like you've been drinking, Daddy," she said.
"Yeah, I've been drinking," he said, "and I got a ticket, too."
"Daddy," she exclaimed, "you're gonna get in a lot of trouble if you don't watch out."
"Why don't you blow me, punkin?" he said as he sat down in a chair and began unzipping his fly.
"I thought it was all over between us, Daddy," she said, "I can't do anything with you anymore."
"Oh, sweetheart," he begged, "why don't you pull down your panties and ride your Daddy's dick?"
"Right in that chair?" she asked him. "I can't think of a better place," he said, as he peeled out his penis and started stroking.
The eight of her father's enormous penis turned her on. Marilyn decided that maybe it wouldn't hurt if she did give him a little fuck. She pulled down her panties and got on the chair and straddling him, slid down over his smooth slick cock.
"That feels fantastic, honey," he told her. "Keep fucking."
He plunged his penis into her with rapid-fire force.
"Wow!" he panted as he fucked away.
Pressing his lips over hers, they were lost in a soul kiss. They didn't hear the door open. In walked Marilyn's mother, accompanied by Uncle Fred.
"Stop that this instant," her mother demanded. "What the hell do you think you're doing?" she screamed. "You're a molester, a damned molester. You're going to pay for it. I'm going to get my little girl back," she shouted.
"Would you stop!" she cried louder, as the two paid no attention to her.
When Uncle Freddie pulled out a flash camera and took some pictures of the action, they both stopped dead in their tracks.
"What are you trying to do?" her father slurred.
"Nail you," his wife replied. "I got a pretty raw deal in that divorce action and you're going to pay for what you did to me, and pay through the nose."
Immediately, Marilyn realized what a tragic situation she was in. Pulling away from her father's wilted penis, she picked up her panties and ran from the room. While she was in her bedroom she could hear her mother and her Uncle Freddie and her father arguing.
"What are you going to do with all this?" her father demanded. "Try to wreck my job? You'll kill the goose that lays the golden egg. You won't get any more alimony money so you'd better not try that."
"A little blackmail money would come in mighty handy," she said. "Freddie has the pictures and he can prove plenty. Any time you get out of line, you'll be sorry. I want a couple hundred dollars more a month."
Just then Freddie's wife burst in which an officer.
"There they are," she pointed at them.
She could hardly believe her eyes. For Marilyn's father was sitting there dead drunk with his prick still hanging out.
"What's the meaning of this?" the officer demanded.
Realizing they had no alternative and that the blackmail scheme was over, her mother said smoothly, "This man, my ex-husband was molesting my teenage daughter. Arrest him."
One look at the Polaroid pictures convinced the officer that Fred knew what he was talking about.
"Well I never," Aunt Helen shook her head as she barged in, "I figured you were playing around with some cheap cunt. I was surprised when we followed you here. I knew that something was up."
When it was all over, Marilyn was put in the custody of her mother. Her warped father paid a dear price for his molesting. Not only did he serve a jail term, but when he was allowed to go back to earn a living he discovered he had no job.