Chapter 6
"No, Peggy and I aren't hardcore dykes or anything like that," Janet Baker told her daughter when the all-female fucking was over and the three participants were having a gabfest.
"Just free spirits," Peggy laughed.
"How did it happen? The way you two got together?" Kim asked.
"We were sitting around over coffee one day, just talking, you know," Janet said. "The subject turned to sex--the way it always seems to, sooner or later. Your aunt and I started complaining about how boring our husbands were in the sack."
"So you got it on?" Kim kept up her questions.
"It seemed like the logical thing to do," Peggy said with a shrug. "There the two of us were--both available and horny. One thing led to another and, presto, it happened. Now here we are almost a year later, still going strong with each other. We must be doing something right." Peggy paused.
"How about you, Kim?" she asked her niece. "Where do you stand now that you've tried pussy instead of cock?"
Kim didn't know how to respond. Fortunately, her mother came to her rescue.
"Kim's still young. It's not fair to push her, Peg." Janet frowned at her sister-in-law, then spoke directly to her daughter: "After today, your aunt and I will always have room in bed for you, darling, but we don't want to force anything on you. A girl your age shouldn't be tied down."
Kim silently thanked her mother for getting her off the hook. She definitely needed to do some soul-searching.
She told her mother and aunt how glad she was they had taken her into their confidence and showed her the all-female route to erotic fulfillment, then confirmed she had to think things over. They were very understanding about letting her keep her private life to herself.
There was only one problem. When she was by herself again, Kim felt as much out on a limb as ever.
Kim listened to her footsteps striking the asphalt as she crossed the parking lot of the Crossroads Motel to keep her rendezvous with her Uncle Frank. She felt as though her mind were separated from her body, giving her the sensation of spying on herself.
There was Frank's car. It was parked, obviously, in front of the room in which he was waiting.
"Now or never." Kim steadied herself, raising her fist to strike the door.
She knocked. The rapping sound echoed in the chamber of her mind. She had to suck in her breath and hold it to stop the racket in her head.
The door opened. There was Frank. Stark naked, A drink in his hand and a hard-on sticking almost a foot out in front of him.
He'd hardly said hello when he snatched Kim inside. Half-drunk and totally turned-on, he spilled whiskey all over her blouse. Then his hands were all over her. Limp as a ragdoll, Kim found herself as naked as her uncle within moments.
Then Frank was pulling her toward the bed. He laid her out and crawled on top. He was clumsy and rough, thoroughly male. Kim couldn't help but compare his macho approach with the silky lesbian technique of her mother and aunt--it was like going from one world to another.
There was no foreplay. Frank was thinking entirely with his cock. He couldn't wait to get his prick inside Kim's cunt. Shoving, cramming. So deep, so fast. Kim imagined she was being split in two.
"Oh, baby, take it, take it," Frank grunted. "Take my big cock as far as it'll go in your tight pussy."
Kim felt like a whore the way her uncle was fucking her. Her cunt was all he cared about. He was at her like a drunken sailor.
As if there were a mirror on the ceiling, Kim imagined she could see herself spred-eagled beneath her hard-driving uncle. The expression on her face was icy, her naked body frozen.
"Hey, get with it, little girl," Frank prompted. "I'm doing all the work. Wiggle your ass or something. Fuck me back."
Frank's hands slid under Kim's ass. He took chunks of each asscheek btween his thumbs and forefingers, pinching hard. It was intended to hurt--and it did.
Abruptly Kim was moving in spite of herself. Reacting to her uncle's assault, her thrashing ass caused Frank's cock to gyrate in her dry cunt.
Kim complained that she was in pain. Her uncle laughed at her, told her she knew she loved it, and clawed his fingernails into her asscheeks, fucking his prick even farther in her cunt. "Bastard!" Kim hissed in response. She angrily bit her uncle on the neck; It didn't do any good. He liked it. Made him fuck her all the harder.
"Little spitfire," Frank rasped. "Baby doll, count on your old uncle to bring out the best in you."
His hands moved from Kim's ass to her tits. Apparently he wasn't satisfied with the pink blush of her nipples, because with his squeezing tactics he seemed bent on turning them black and blue.
"Son of a bitch! Motherfucker!" Kim kept cursing her sadistic uncle. And she wondered why she bothered since Frank seemed to thrive on her insults.
Then, all at once, Kim got a different message from her struggle with her uncle. It started deep in her cunt. A twinge at first, then a release of electric energy, spreading across her loins.
Feeling the heat, the juiciness on her cunt, the buzzing of her senses, Kim recognized what was happening. It had hit her out of nowhere. And given the sensual breed of female that she was, all she could do was relax and enjoy it.
"I'm coming!" she announced.
"Don't I know it!" Frank whooped.
He twisted Kim's nipples for emphasis. Fucked his prick in her cunt. Kissed her on the mouth, drawing her tongue down his throat so it tingled.
Kim climaxed even more strongly. Her uncle's brutal treatment was like gasoline poured on her erotic fire.
When the savage kiss was broken she heard herself plead, "Manhandle me, Uncle Frank! Give it to me as rough as it gets!"
"Mmmm, when you come around, little girl, you do it in a big way!" Frank gasped.
"Thanks to you, Uncle Frank," Kim moaned as her cunt was fucked with a hammering fuck-thrust. "Now make it worse for me. Because the worse it is, the better it is. You've made me suffer all over except one place. Now punish me there."
Frank knew immediately that his niece was referring to her asshole. His hand came up from underneath, reaching into the crack of Kim's ass and finding her asshole. The opening puckered just enough for him to grip it like a ripe boil between his pinching fingertips. Then he squeezed.
"Pop it! Pop it!" Kim screamed.
Down in her ass she felt something give. At first she thought she was going to shit on the spot. But it was another orgasm instead, this one ripped from the spasming core of her bowels.
It felt so good. But Kim knew it could feel even better. What it would take was her uncle's huge cock in the right place.
"Fuck my ass!" she wildly urged Frank.
He was more than willing. His prick jerked out of Kim's pussy. Then he aimed a notch below and lurched.
He was right on target. Into his niece's asshole his cock-head plunged. Several inches of thick prick-shaft followed. No hesitation. Deeper, farther, Thrusting, surging. Until Frank was ass-fucking Kim to the hilt.
Kim still wasn't satisfied. She slowly lifted her legs. Every bit they were raised increased the downward angle of the cock in her ass.
"You're really in the mood for suffering tonight, aren't you, little girl?" Frank responded.
"You started it, you animal," Kim affectionately told her uncle. "Now I'm going to finish it up. Not going to be happy until your prick's drilling straight down in my ass. Fucking me all the way to my shit."
"You got it, sweetheart," Frank grunted.
He reached up, grabbing his niece's ankles. Then he bent her legs over her head so her body was crumpled into a ball.
Now Frank pumped up and down as though he were doing push-ups. His fucking prick was vertical. His cock quickly turned brown with the stain of his niece's crap.
"Still got you coming, baby?" Frnak asked.
"Over and over again." Kim swooned, her hoisted ass squirming in the air as her asscheeks were pierced by her uncle's fucking hard-on. "How 'bout you, stud? I could use some company in the coming department."
"You asked at just the right time," Frank answered. "My balls are in knots. This ass-fucking's not something a guy can do for long without spilling a bucket of jizz."
"Then give it to me!" Kim begged. "Nothing I want more than my ass full of your hot, thick cum!"
She reached into the crunch of loins for her uncle's balls. Holding onto them was like trying to grip a couple of glowing coals. Wincing from their heat, Kim squeezed, priming Frank's cum-supply in the last few seconds before his cock exploded in her ass.
"Get set!" Frank warned.
His balls jumped from Kim's hand, bulging at the root of his prick as he made a final fuck-thrust in his niece's asshole. Then the eruption occurred.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" Kim howled as the torrent of liquid heat from her uncle's spurting cock scalded the depths of her ass.
"Too much for you, little girl?" Frank croaked, his prick like a miniature volcano.
"Never!" Kim gasped. "As long as you're fucking me, I can't ever get enough!"
"Then you're still coming?"
"Just as hard as you are, Uncle Frank! Maybe even more!"
"Impossible," Frank wheezed. "I'm gonna be hollow by the time I'm through coming in your ass."
"And I'm gonna be more than filled to the brim with your jizz," Kim whimpered, weak with
I orgasm. "My poor, fucked butt'll leak like it's bleeding cum. And I'll smear it all over me. When all you can do is watch me, Uncle Frank, I'll still be tripping."
"You're right, sweetheart," Frank sighed as his cock slowed to a dribble. "They don't make 'em any hornier than you."
"If they do, you've got my permission to find 'em and fuck ' em," Kim laughed.
"I won't even bother to go looking," Frank answered, sliding his drained prick out of his niece's sloppy asshole. "As far as I'm concerned, you don't have any competition."
Unplugged, Kims asshole immediately began to overflow. The cum that oozed forth was tinged brown with crap. It might have been disgusting, except that this was Kim. And everything connected with her naked, teenage body was gorgeous perfection as far as her uncle was concerned. Even her shit.
Frank looked on with continuing arousal as his niece clapped her hand between her raised asscheeks, then smeared jism all over her crack and thighs. His hard-on never leaving him, Frank absent-mindedly began jerking-off in reaction to Kim's lewd performance.
"Well, say--just look at you," Kim chirped when she noticed how excited she still had her uncle. "Here I've been, thinking you were all fucked-out and playing with myself to take up the slack, while you're still ready to go. Guess I underestimated you, Uncle, dear."
"Hell." Frank shrugged, his rigid cock in his sliding fist. "I'm surprising myself."
"What're you gonna do with that hard-on, anyway, tiger?" Kim teased, unbending herself to come up in a kneeling position.
"Depends," Frank chuckled, steadily beating his bright-red meat.
"On what?"
"On whatever you say, little girl. You're in charge. Every time I think I'm teaching you something new, you wind up taking me to school. So why should I even try to pretend I've got anything to show you that you couldn't show me better?"
"My uncle's a wise man," Kim chuckled, thinking ahead as she buttered up Frank. Thinking ahead to the inevitable. For as much as Kim enjoyed fucking her uncle, pure fucking wasn't the main reason she was here tonight. There was a matter of blackmail.
So now Kim reminded herself of the pictures that Carlson had taken of her and her cousin Burt fucking. Thought of the investigation that her policeman uncle was conducting. How she had to stop it.
She had to make her move. Had put it off long enough. It was time to strike.
"Don't waste your cum jacking-off," Kim told her uncle. "I can use it."
"Where do you want it this time?" Frank eagerly replied.
"In my mouth," Kim said, making a tactical decision.
"Sure, baby, sure," Frank agreed. "Nobody sucks a prick the way you do. I'll give you a bellyful of jizz."
He moved toward his niece. But she stopped him.
"No," Kim said, "you take it easy. Let me do the work. I'm in charge, remember?"
She flattened her hands against her uncle's hairy chest, gently pushing him back. Frank was only too eager to cooperate. He fell onto his back. Kim knelt between his legs, leaning over his crotch and replacing his hand on his cock with her own.
Now Kim guided the head of her uncle's prick to her mouth closing her lips over his pulsing cock-knob. She started giving the best blow-job she knew how, expertly tonguing and licking prick.
"Baby, you're the best," Frank moaned, his hips twitching as his niece sucked his stiff prick.
"Yes, I know what I'm doing," Kim murmured, talking more to herself than to her uncle.
She fingered Frank's balls while she mouthed his hard-on. Her uncle loved the treatment he was getting, sighing about how good it felt.
Kim could have turned the blow-job into a mouth-fuck at any point, but she restrained herself, kept reminding herself to go slow, to gradually bring her uncle to a fever pitch. She wanted to strip his defenses away the way she would peel an onion--layer by layer. Leave him with no inner resources to call on when she finally made her move.
So her lips nibbled at Frank's prick rather than swooping down. And her fingers played with his balls first, then tickled his asshole.
"Mmmm, little girl, you're driving me crazy," Frank groaned after several minutes of this.
"Got any complaints?" Kim asked.
"Hell, no," Frank replied. "It's a long sweet ride, and every stop on the way's better than the last. I'm just goin' with the flow. Take as long as you want, sweetheart."
Kim kept expertly sucking his cock. Adding a little something to the mix, she slipped a finger into Frank's asshole, penetrating his ass the way a table knife slides through warm butter.
"Ahhh, I feel like I'm sinking," Frank groaned. "Just letting myself go and letting whatever's gonna happen go ahead and happen. Everything's limp except my cock."
"That's the idea, Uncle Frank," Kim soothed. "Just relax . . . don't move a muscle except between your legs . . . think with your cock and balls. Your pleasure's all that matters."
Kim hummed to her uncle as she mouthed his prick and fingered his asshole. The spell she was weaving was like a drug. She had her uncle floating on a cloud . . .
Too bad, Kim thought, he has to crash. Right about now.
"Uncle Frank," Kim said, her voice still as soft as velvet, but her will forged into steel.
"Yeah, baby?"
"Something I've got to ask you."
"Go ahead. Anything you wanna know."
Kim took a deep breath before continuing. This was it.
"You ever heard of a guy named Carlson?"" she said quietly, betraying none of her anxiety. "A history teacher at Jefferson High? Likes cameras?"
"Sure," Frank answered without thinking.
Then he did think. And his body tensed. There was a sudden rattle in his throat, "Wha-what about Carlson?" he stammered.
Kim knew there was no point in pulling punches at this point.
"Carlson took some pictures of me. Very dirty pictures," she evenly said. "I've got to have them."
Muttering, Frank asked what that had to do with him. For a cop he was a poor liar.
"Somebody blew the whistle on Carlson," Kim went on. "I already know you're in charge of the investigation. You were talking about the case yesterday. I want those pictures, Uncle Frank. I expect you to give them to me."
"Or what?" Frank answered.
"Blackmail." Kim said it--that ugly word.
Frank reacted like he'd been scalded. But he couldn't get free of Kim. For when he tried to wrest himself away from his niece, she closed her mouth over his prick. Bit into it.
"I'll hurt you bad, Uncle Frank, if you don't play ball," Kim hissed through her cock-clenching teeth. "Now and later."
"Can't help you," Frank winced.
"Can't or won't?" Kim hissed some more, tightening her gnawing hold on her uncle's captive cock.
"Can't," Frank gasped. "You should've talked to me before. The Carlson case is out of my hands now."
"Tell the truth," Kim demanded, sinking her teeth into the shaft of her uncle's cock to demonstrate she meant business.
"I am," Frank choked. "Yesterday I could've helped you. Now it's too late."
"Why?"
"Chief of detectives stepped in. Made me turn the pictures over to the school. He figured it was their problem," Frank revealed, communicating in grunts. "Up to them to deal with Carlson . . . fire him . . . press charges . . . whatever they decide. It's not my case anymore. You've got the wrong guy."
"Who is the right guy, Uncle Frank?" Kim said. "And you'd better be leveling with me."
"Who else? The head man at the school. Carlson's boss," Frank croaked. Then his voice flexed with sudden strength. "I don't have to spell it out for you, Kim. We both know who the principal of Jefferson High is."
"Daddy," Kim gulped.
"Those pictures'll be in your dad's desk bright and early tomorrow morning," Frank said. "If you're really in them--well, good luck. Right now, I'm getting the hell out of here now that I know the score. You're a terrific piece of ass, little girl, but that doesn't stop you from being poison."
Frank started to pull away. However, he was stopped. Not by physical means, but by laughter. Hysterical, insane laughter that turned Kim's face into a rubbery mask.
"Christ, she's flipped out," Frank muttered to himself. "Now what'll I do?"
"Stay," Kim told him, calming down as abruptly as she had flown off the handle.
"You all right? You were--"
"I was just having a good laugh on myself," Kim cut her nervous uncle off. "All the planning I did to blackmail you, and now this. I should've known better."
"Known what?" Frank cautiously asked, still unsure of his niece's state of mind.
"That I'd have fucked you anyway--with or without the blackmail," Kim said. "The fact of the matter is that I wanted to get it on with you all along. Must have. Otherwise, I wouldn't have waited so long to bring up the pictures. Could've brought them up any time yesterday, when it still counted. But I kept waiting. Getting all the fucking and sucking out of you I could."
"I hear you talking." Frank got interested. So did his cock. His hard-on had returned.
Kim took her uncle's stiff prick. His cock was quickly back in her mouth. No teeth this time. No taking it slow either. Frank's big prick was deep-throated. This time there was no blow-job, only a mouth-fuck from the very beginning.
Kim sprawled flat on her back and pulled her uncle down on top of her. Frank's hairy crotch smothered her while his prick used her mouth like cunt.
The cock-strokes were rapid and deep. Frank's balls bounced against his niece's chin. At the other end of her body, Kim thumbed her clit, getting her orgasmic machinery in gear so she could climax along with her uncle when his cock finally erupted in her mouth.
As she was mouth-fucked by Frank's fucking hard-on, Kim temporarily fogot about the incriminating pictures. All she cared about at the moment was the cock fucking her mouth. She was hungry for her uncle's jism.
Frank grabbed her by the hair. Snapping her neck, he mashed her face against his flexing groin. His hilted prick strained in her throat, an instant away from exploding with cum.
"Drink it, baby, swallow every drop of my jtez!" Frank rasped, his cock abruptly spurting.
Turning on the suction, Kim slurped her uncle's thick fuck-cream straight down to her belly. At the same time, her thumb having done its job on her clit, she came right along with Frank.
Frank had never shot as much cum as he was now. But Kim still couldn't get enough. She gulped his cock-juice faster than it spurted.
When at last his cock was drained, Frank pulled his prick from his niece's mouth. Kim playfully complained that she'd just been getting started, giggled that the cum always ran out before she really had the chance to satisfy her thirst.
"Don't worry, little girl," Frank told her. "You'll always get your share."
"Really think so, Uncle Frank?" Kim purred, left-over jism trickling from the corners of her grinning mouth.
"Nobody could resist you when you get a mind to turn it on," Frank said in all seriousness. "As if
I had to tell you. You know exactly what you're all about."
"Yeah . . . guess I do," Kim sighed, her finger dabbing her sticky lips.
Her eyes sparkled. She was thinking ahead. Some people, she thought, use their brains to get what they want. Others use muscle. Or power. Influence or money. Everybody had something that gave them an edge. And her edge, Kim now recognized with total clarity, was her cunt.
"Thanks," she told her uncle. "For the sucking, the fucking, and the rest of it."
"You still don't have the pictures that guy Carlson took of you," Frank pointed out. "Wish I could help you get them."
"You already have," Kim assured her uncle. "What happened here tonight set me straight. I'll be all right."
"Be careful," Frank advised. "I can take care of myself."