Chapter 1
Tammy Wilson was lying in bed, wide awake, when she heard the car pull into the driveway outside. Beside her in the queen-size bed, Debbie Miller, Tammy's cousin, was already fast asleep. Tammy listened to Debbie's deep, rhythmic breathing and knew the girl was out for the night.
A car door slammed outside. A moment later, Tammy heard the front door of the house being opened. Russ Miller, Debbie's dad, was home.
Tammy crept out of bed, quiet as a cat. She flipped on the night light and rummaged around in her overnight bag until she found her makeup kit. She applied a little lipstick and mascara, working quickly and quietly before Debbie's full-length mirror.
When she was finished, Tammy checked herself out in the mirror. The make-up highlighted her pretty features very nicely. Her long, reddish hair was pulled back into a ponytail that fell from a knot high on her head clear to her waist. Her skimpy, pink nightgown hugged her slender body, showing off her developing curves.
Tammy smiled at herself in the mirror. She looked good enough to eat. And, if her plan succeeded, Russ Miller would be doing just that before the night was over.
Tammy Wilson had had the hots for her uncle for just over a year. Tammy had wanted to fuck Russ. He was a handsome, sexy man, but he was also quiet and shy. He barely noticed her, no matter how much Tammy flirted with him.
But Russ Miller didn't seem to notice any women. He'd lost his wife, Debbie's mother, in a car wreck several years ago. Since that time, according to Debbie, her dad had become something of a hermit. He had nothing to do with women, period. All he did was work, watch TV and sleep.
But Tammy planned to change all that-as of tonight. She was spending the weekend at the Miller's house. Now Debbie was sound asleep and Russ had just gotten home from work. The stage was set.
Tammy was ready to seduce her uncle!
She went to the door and opened it a crack. She could hear the TV playing softly in the den. Her heart beating wildly, Tammy stepped out into the darkened hallway and closed the door behind her. She walked down the hall toward the den and with the sound of the TV, her pulse began racing with excitement.
Russ Miller was sprawled on the sofa, staring blankly at the television, when Tammy entered the room. He looked up sharply, pulling himself up into a sitting position.
"Hi, Tammy," he said. "I thought you girls were asleep."
"Debbie is," Tammy said, smiling at him.
"I hope I didn't wake you with the TV. I can turn it off if it's bothering you."
"Oh, you didn't wake me," Tammy told him. "I just have trouble sleeping sometimes if I'm not in my own bed."
Russ nodded gravely. "I know what you mean. I'm the same way myself."
Tammy came into the darkened room, which was lit only by the glow of the color TV screen. "What are you watching, Uncle Russ?" she asked.
Russ shrugged. "Nothing, really," he answered. "I'm just sort of winding down after work. The TV helps me relax."
"Do you mind if I join you?" Tammy asked him.
"No, not at all," Russ responded at once. "In fact, I'd be grateful for the company."
Tammy smiled at the man, pleased by his response. She sat down on the deep, shag carpet, facing the TV, just a few feet from the sofa where Russ was sitting. Her body was at a slight angle to him and Tammy could feel his eyes on her, appraising her, as she looked at the television.
Russ Miller tried to keep his attention on the TV show-an old horror movie-but his gaze kept returning to his daughter's best friend. Tammy Wilson was a knockout. Her face was as pretty as a picture with alluring gray-blue eyes and a ripe, sexy mouth with full, soft lips. The make-up she was wearing made Tammy seem much older than she really was.
Russ found his gaze traveling down over the girl's slender body. Tammy's tits pushed out into the silky material of her camisole top, two firm, gentle swells of flesh. They tapered down into her tiny waist and out again at her hips and the curves of her tiny ass. Her long, slender legs were bare and folded beneath her, the skin as smooth as glass.
Russ couldn't take his eyes off her. He was getting turned on!
Tammy allowed the man to devour her with his eyes, making believe she was watching the TV. She knew how beautiful she was, sitting there on the floor of the den in her brief nightgown, and the effect she was having on him. The TV droned on, making her feel drowsy, but she could feel the tension in the room growing as Russ continued watching her.
Finally, Tammy tore her gaze from the TV and looked Russ's dead in the eye. "You're supposed to be watching the TV, not me," she said softly, a coy smile playing on her lush lips.
"I-well, I-" Russ stammered, embarrassed by the girl's directness.
"Oh, it's okay, Uncle Russ," Tammy told him, giggling. "I don't mind you staring at me. In fact, I want you to."
"I don't understand," Russ mumbled.
Tammy leered at the dark-haired, handsome man on the sofa, her gray eyes sparkling. "I want you to look at me," she repeated in a hushed voice. "Here, lemme show you what you really want to see."
With one, graceful motion, Tammy pulled her camisole off and flung it aside, exposing her tits.
Russ Miller gasped. His eyes bulged out, star- ing at the girl's exquisite titties. They were small but perfect-the tits of a young girl who was still developing into a woman. Russ gaped at the two, firm, upright globes of flesh. They were flawless and smooth as silk, tipped with jutting, pink nipples.
Then, before Russ could recover from his shock, Tammy knelt up on the carpet and pulled off her panties. Russ gasped again, his mind reeling. Tammy's pussy was a pouting, pink crack, its lips sleek and hairless, topped with a small thatch of downy, red cunt-hair. Her tiny ass was as perfect as the rest of her, the curving mounds of her ass-cheeks tight and satin-smooth.
"Do you like what you see, Uncle Russ?" Tammy asked him, smiling wickedly.
Russ gazed at the gorgeous, naked girl sitting on the floor of his den, his thoughts in a turmoil. All he could do was nod.
Tammy continued to watch him closely. She could tell her plan was working-Russ Miller was turned on! Pressing her advantage, Tammy cupped her tits in her hands and squeezed the soft, little tit-globes, pulling lewdly on her hard, jutting nipples. Russ stared, entranced, as she reached down slowly for her pussy.
"Do you wanna watch me get off?" Tammy asked coyly, knowing that he did.
Russ groaned, unable to tear his eyes off the girl. She turned slightly and spread her legs apart, giving him a perfect view of her lovely pussy. Tammy placed the tip of her middle finger on the top of her cunt-slit, just over her clit. Still watching his face, she began to rotate her fingertip over the tiny sex-button, massaging it slowly.
Tammy shivered with delight, flicking her little clit back and forth with her stroking finger. Her pussy got wetter and wetter as she played with herself. She was as excited as Russ was. She couldn't believe she was actually doing this, fingering herself off in front of her best friend's father!
From the look on Russ's face, he_couldn't believe it either. Tammy knew she had him in the palm of her hand. His handsome features were twisted into a mask of pure lust as he watched her rubbing her clit in lazy circles.
"Mmmmm, it feels sooo gooood," Tammy crooned, working her clit a little faster.
"You shouldn't be doing this, Tammy," Russ croaked, finding his voice at last. "You're my niece!"
"And you're my uncle," Tammy added, giggling. "That doesn't mean we can't have a little fun."
Russ shuddered, his eyes riveted to the provocative girl. Her finger circled over her clit-button, her palm resting in her downy, red pussy-hair. Then Tammy slid her finger down into her juicy, pink cunt-hole. She worked it in and out slowly, her head thrown back slightly, her long ponytail trailing clear to the floor.
Russ watched, completely entranced, as Tammy slipped her finger in and out of her creamy pussy-crack, fucking herself in a calm, deliberate rhythm. The girl's cunt made soft, squishing sounds as she stabbed her finger in and out. She was soaking wet! The sweet, dense aroma of the teenager's pussy wafted through the den as she played with herself and inflamed Russ to no end.
"Oooo, my pussy is so tight," Tammy sighed, jerking her hips wantonly in time to her jabbing finger.
"Yeah, I'll bet it is," Russ rasped.
"I'm a virgin, Uncle Russ," Tammy told him quietly. "My pussy is brand new."
"Christ!" Russ muttered.
His mind was completely blown by the alluring, sexy teenager. His prick was hard as a rock by now and his balls throbbing with pleasure. It had been a long time since Russ Miller had even looked at a woman-maybe too long.
Russ found himself moving off the sofa and onto the floor. He crept across the carpet like a man lost in a dream. The TV droned in the background, its glow casting the room in an eerie, unreal light. In some faraway part of his mind, Russ knew this was wrong, but he felt himself being drawn toward Tammy like steel to some irresistible magnet.
Tammy watched the man crawl toward her, her heart pounding with excitement. Her plan was working to perfection! She had Debbie's dad hot and horny with her sexy, little performance. Russ came over and sat down on the deep carpet right beside her, staring down at her with glazed eyes.
"Mmmmm, I like playing with myself," Tammy murmured, batting her gray eyes at him.
"I like watching you," Russ murmured back. "You're so beautiful, Tammy."
"Thank you," she said demurely, her finger moving smoothly in and out of her wet pussy-hole.
"So fucking beautiful," Russ repeated, lost in the girl's unwavering gaze.
The nearness of Tammy's lust, naked body was overwhelming. Russ felt the final traces of inhibition melting away. Without fully realizing it, he was leaning down toward her, being sucked down into a whirlpool of sheer, overpowering passion.
Tammy turned her face up toward Russ's, her mouth opening for a kiss. A deep spasm of pleasure shook her as she felt the man's mouth come down to cover hers, his lips pressing against her own. She ground her plush, soft lips into Russ's, sliding her tongue into the man's mouth at once.
"Yesssss," she hissed, breathing into Russ's mouth. "Kiss me, Mr. Miller! Kiss me!"
Russ moaned against Tammy's warm, yielding mouth, feeling her tongue stab down into his throat. She kissed him deeply and passionately. Russ shivered, overcome by Tammy's sharp desire as she probed his mouth with her tongue. She traced his lips with her weaving tongue and nibbled at them gently, turning him on more by the moment.
"Oh, Tammy!" Russ whispered. "Tammy!"
She opened her mouth wide to receive his tongue and sucked on it provocatively as he jammed it down her throat. Russ reached out blindly, his hand sweeping over the girl's long pony tail as he kissed her.
"Touch me!" Tammy whispered fiercely. "Feel my body, Mr. Miller!"
Groaning, Russ reached down for the girl's tits. A deep moan escaped his throat as he felt Tammy's titties for the first time. He squeezed her pert, upturned tit-mounds, his hands working spasmodically, pawing at the soft, little globes of tit-flesh. He rolled her hard, jutting nipples in his fingers, pulling at them gently.
"Yeah! Feel me up, Uncle Russ," Tammy panted, her mouth still glued to his, her finger still jabbing at her oozing pussy-hole. "Feel my tits!" She twisted around, mashing her titties into Russ's grasping hands as he clawed at them.
Russ groaned again, blown away by the feel of the girl's soft, warm tit-mounds under his callused hands. He pinched Tammy's swollen, pink nipples with his fingers, feeling them grow hard as little diamonds. Then he reached out with one hand and took hold of her long pony-tail again. Yanking her head back, Russ buried his face in Tammy's exposed neck.
He licked the girl's long, graceful neck, his tongue darting over the soft flesh, his nostrils filled with the fragrance of her perfume and shampoo-and the aroma of Tammy's seeping pussy-juice. Russ continued rubbing her ripe, warm tit-globes with his other hand as Tammy went on fingering her cunt, her willowy body trembling against his.
"Oh, Tammy, you're so nice," Russ muttered.
His tongue traveled lazily over the satiny skin of Tammy's shoulder and back across her chest, arching down toward her tits.
"Yeah-suck 'em," Tammy breathed. "Suck on my titties, Mr. Miller!"
Shivering down to the tips of his toes, Russ ran his tongue down over the tops of Tammy's tits. Craning his head to the side, he licked along the upturned curve of the girl's tit, then down along its sloping underside. His tongue weaved like a snake, stroking the front of her delicate, little tit-mound, making the upright globe dance under his long, firm licks.
"Oooo, you're makin' me so hot," Tammy sighed.
She loved the way Russ was licking her titties. She Cradled the man's head in her arm and drew it down further, rubbing her soft, little tit-globes into his face enticingly.
Russ moaned as his niece mashed her warm, yielding tit-mounds against his face. His tongue flashed across Tammy's pointy nipples, lapping at the hard, tiny nubs hungrily. He closed his lips around one of them, sucking the swollen-nipple into his mouth.
Tammy gasped with delight as Russ drew her aching nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it gently, making the hard nub grow even harder inside his warm mouth.
"Aw, Tammy, your titties are so delicious," Russ mumbled, his mouth stuffed with the girl's pulsing nipple.
"Oh, yeah!" Tammy exclaimed as her entire tit disappeared into the man's mouth.
She twisted around against him with delight as Russ slobbered over her tit, his lips encircling it completely, his tongue swiping at her nipple which was buried in his mouth.
Russ shuddered with bliss. The sensation of Tammy's ripe, firm tit-meat stuffing his mouth was truly mind-blowing. Never in his life had Russ Miller tasted anything so wonderful as Tammy's titties. He drooled over the satiny tit-flesh like an animal, unable to get enough of it.
"I gotta feel your pussy," Russ panted, gasping around the girl's pulsing nipple, stroking it with his tongue.
"Oooo, I want you to!" Tammy responded. "I want you to get me off!"
"What?"
Tammy leered up at him, her gray eyes smoky with lust. "I want you to get me off, Uncle Russ," she repeated softly. "I'm almost ready to cum."
"Christ!" Russ mumbled, losing himself in the girl's alluring eyes. He stared into them raptly as Tammy reached for his hand and guided it down toward her cunt.
A fresh jolt shook Russ as his fingers combed through the teenager's impossibly soft pussy-hairs. Then Tammy placed his hand directly over her cunt-slit.
"It's all wet, see?" she murmured.
"Yeah, it is," Russ rasped.
Tammy's sleek pussy-lips rested against his palm, her warm, creamy cunt-juices oozing over his fingers. Her pussy seemed to radiate a heat all its own as Russ cupped it in his upturned hand. Unconsciously, he began to squeeze her jutting cunt-crack.
"Yeah-rub it, Mr. Miller," Tammy urged him. "Rub my little pussy!"
Russ moaned at the girl's lewd words, but continued to massage her slick pussy-slit, making it squish as he rubbed it. Tammy's cunt-juices flowed out freely to coat his moving hand, warm and buttery-smooth and rich as honey.
Tammy's hands went into Russ's dark, shaggy hair, her fingers combing through it provocatively. She stared deep into the man's eyes, smiling up at him in her most enticing manner.
"Put your finger in my pussy-hole," she whispered. "Oh, Tammy!"
"Do it, Uncle Russ!" she begged. "Do it and you'll make me cum!"
Groaning, Russ did as she requested. He eased one finger down past the girl's pouting cunt-lips and into her pussy-hole. He gasped along with Tammy as the tight walls of her cunt closed around his invading finger, sucking it in.
"God, you're so fucking tight!" Russ grunted, amazed at the feel of Tammy's narrow pussy-hole throbbing around his embedded finger. He worked it in further, easing it down into the gooey depths of the girl's cunt.
"Oh, yes! Yes! That feels good!" Tammy cried as Russ filled up her aching cunt-hole with his piercing finger. "I'm gonna cream on your finger in a second!"
"Do it, Tammy!" Russ heard himself say in a hoarse voice. "Cum for me!" He dug his finger into her creamy pussy-hole, the tip of it bumping her cherry-wall.
"Oooo, you're hittin' my cherry!" Tammy squealed.
"Yeah, I can feel it," Russ muttered back, turned on even more.
He slid his finger quickly in and out of the girl's tight, virgin cunt-hole, fucking her with it, ramming her cherry-wall with every down-stroke.
"Oh, Uncle Russ! You're fuckin' me with your finger!" Tammy exclaimed, her seeping cunt-juices oozing all over his stabbing finger.
"Cum!" Russ panted. "Cum!" The thought of Tammy's tender, virgin pussy creaming around his drilling finger was driving him nuts.
"I'm gonna do it!" the girl groaned. "I'm gonna cum! Ahhhh!" She yanked Russ by the hair as the orgasm swept through her body, shaking her like a leaf.
"Yes, Tammy!" Russ groaned back. "Yes!"
He felt her slender body spasm as the climax gripped it, causing her to cry out sharply. The taut, slick walls of her cunt seemed to ripple around his buried finger, clamping down around it like a vise.
"Ohhh, Uncle Russ!" Tammy quaked, clutching him by the hair. "Oh, you're makin' me cream!"
She twisted her hips around, fucking herself on Russ's finger, jamming her cherry-wall hard up against it. Her gooey cunt-muscles quivered around the man's hard finger as a long wave of her pussy-cum came bursting out of her cunt.
"Yeah-cum!" Russ growled. "Cum for me!"
He moved his finger in and out of the girl's exploding pussy-box with a quick, steady rhythm, feeling it fill up with her cum. He sliced through her buttery cunt-cream, fucking her smoothly with his jabbing finger, eager to have her cum again.
He didn't have long to wait. Tammy was going wild at the sensation of her uncle's finger cutting through her pussy-cream and ramming her cherry-wall. She jerked her hips down sharply, working her aching clit-button against the man's fingertip.
"Oooo, I'm gonna cum again, Uncle Russ," she moaned suddenly. "Ooooooo!"
Another deep spasm rocked Tammy's body as a second climax quickly followed the first. Her swollen clit throbbed against Russ's fingertip as she jerked herself off on it. Her pussy-hole convulsed again, sending out fresh waves of her thick, honeyed cunt-cream.
"Mmmm, you're creamin', Tammy," Russ shuddered. "You're creamin' so good!"
He flicked the teenager's shivering clit back and forth under his finger, coaxing the climax from her pussy. He worked the little sex-button expertly, rotating his finger in quick, firm circles above it.
Then Tammy was gasping as Russ slid his finger back over her pulsating clit-button and into her cunt-hole again. She held Russ tightly, her body trembling against his, as he began to fuck her pussy slowly and sensually with his probing finger. Her warm cum-juice flowed out of her cunt like a river.
"Uncle Russ! Oh, Uncle Russ!" she gasped, over and over, as the man finger-fucked her. "I'm cumming again! Ohhhhhh!"
Tammy moaned deep in her throat as she creamed around Russ's embedded finger once again. Her firm, slick pussy-walls squeezed down around it as the cum cascaded out of her cunt-box to smear his hand.
Tammy had never felt so good in her life. Debbie's dad was giving her the best climax she'd ever experienced, but more than that, Tammy knew her plan was succeeding. She was seducing her uncle-and the evening had just begun.