Chapter 2
The sound of doors opening and closing roused Don from half-sleep to full wakefulness. He looked around groggily, realized where he was, then recalled his romp with Jan and closed his eyes, smiling happily to himself. When he heard the whisper of bare feet on the carpet, he opened his eyes a slit and peered across the room.
His two nieces were crossing from the hallway to the kitchen, both dressed in shorty nightgowns with frilly panties. Sue, the oldest, was tall and leggy, a striking brunette with blue eyes. Her sister was shorter and more rounded with baby fat, and had her mother's blonde hair and eyes. They slowed to make sure their uncle was still asleep, then continued into the kitchen.
The sight of the two young nymphets sent a tingle into Don's balls, and he caressed his limp prick for a few moments before sitting up and reaching for his clothes. As he dressed, wondering what the girls looked like naked and getting excited at the thought, he heard them whispering loudly in the next room, and he could make out their words distinctly.
"How come they didn't wake you up?" Sue was asking. "They did me."
"I was crashed out," her sister replied. "Are you sure they were in Mom's room?"
"Cripes, yes! Do you think I'm dumb or something? I couldn't tell what they were saying, but they sure weren't playing games."
The refrigerator door slammed shut, then Terri said, "I don't believe it. Mom wouldn't do anything like that, and I know darn well Uncle Don wouldn't, either, He's too nice. I think you were dreaming."
"You're just a little jerk," Sue said scoffingly. "Grown-ups do stuff like that all the time. If you don't know that, you'd better get your head together."
"Stop it!" Terri hissed. "I don't want to hear about it any more! Jeez, you've got sex on the brain! Get some glasses for the milk and shut up!"
"Okay, okay, but I know I'm right."
There was the sound of scraping chairs, then silence. Don slipped into his shoes, then began to silently fold the blanket and sheets, putting them in a neat pile on the couch. It disturbed him that Sue had heard last night and suspected the truth. It could hurt his image in the girl's eyes, and possibly affect her relationship with her mother. He decided not to say anything about it to Jan, and silently vowed to be more careful in the future as he strode to the bathroom.
His sister-in-law was coming out of her room dressed in a robe when he entered the hall. He stopped and smiled. "Good morning. How did you sleep?"
Jan averted her eyes and her cheeks reddened. "Fine, thank you. I'll have breakfast ready in a few minutes, then I have to go back to the hospital. Are you coming along?"
"No. I don't want to see either of them just yet." He started into the bathroom, then halted. "Where does that bedding go? I'll put it away."
"On the shelf in the girls' closet," she replied, holding her robe against her as she stepped by him. "I'll get the coffee started."
Don was amazed at her obvious shame as he went to the stool and loosened a stream of piss. After what their mates had done, he felt they had every right to fuck each other, especially since their ardent desire was mutual. He certainly didn't feel guilty, and was even looking forward to another sucking-fucking session with his brother's beautiful wife.
After washing his hands, Don retrieved the bedding from the front room and carried it to his nieces' closet. He slid the door open, placed the things on the shelf, then moved quickly to catch a rectangular metal lunch box that he knocked off. The lid flew open as he fumbled with it, and a pile of photographs fell to the floor. He squatted down to replace them, then stopped breathing when he saw what they were.
There were pictures of naked young girls in seductive poses, undoubtedly taken from men's magazines, and to these were paper clipped shots of his nieces in the same positions that he was sure were taken with the instant cameras he had sent them last Christmas.
The youngsters had evidently photographed each other in order to compare their girlish figures with the models who were turning men on all over the world.
"Jesus H. Christ!" Don muttered as he scanned each set before placing it back in the box.
Though the background was different, Sue and Terri had duplicated each pose exactly, even to the expressions on the models' faces, and Don's prick grew rapidly to a hard-on as he looked at each one carefully.
The children's titties were smaller, but their pink-nippled mounds stuck out high and firm. Sue's pussy hair was darker and thicker than her sister's, but her tits weren't quite as large. In several of the shots, both girls exposed the petal-like inner folds of their cunnie. Don licked his lips, almost tasting the sweet honey that would flow from those virgin twats if he lapped their tender slits.
"Don," Jan called from the kitchen, "the coffee's ready and I've got breakfast started."
"Okay. Be there in a minute." Hurriedly replacing the rest of the pictures, Don put the box back on the shelf and closed the closet door. Forcing what he had just seen from his mind, he began willing his stiff cock to wilt as he walked slowly through the house. When he reached the kitchen, he sat down at the table quickly to hide the bulge in his pants.
"Morning, Uncle Don," the girls said in unison.
"Hi." Don filled his cup and lit a cigarette, trying hard not to stare at his nieces.
"I thought I told you girls to put robes on," Jan said as she broke eggs into a skillet. "That's no way to be dressed in front of your uncle."
"Aw Jeez, Mom," Sue said, "we're covered up. Those robes are too hot. You don't mind, do you, Uncle Don?"
Don shook his head, somewhat embarrassed. "Not if it's okay with your mother." He couldn't very well say that he could see the outline of their pert titties each time they passed by the sunlit windows while setting the table, or that the sight of their smooth bare legs and the crease of their asses under the thin panties was giving him another hard-on. "Might as well be comfortable."
"Don," Jan said, dishing up a plate, "Terri's going to church this morning, but Sue's going to stay and straighten up the house. If you need anything while I'm gone, she can show you where it is. I'll be back around noon to fix lunch."
"Don't worry about me. I'll be just fine. I plan to shower and shave, then read the paper."
While they ate, the girls plagued Don with questions about the foreign countries he had been in and the people who lived there. He regaled them with stories, some true and some not, until they were finished and Jan ordered the table cleared.
Don sipped another cup of coffee until the others were through in the bathroom, then went in to clean up. The memory of the pictures kept returning to his mind, and by the time he was dressed again, he was deeply troubled at the lewd thoughts he couldn't seem to shake.
Sue was drying the last of the dishes when he went back to the kitchen to get a cold beer. She smiled at him charmingly and asked him to sit down and talk until she was through. He dropped into a chair at the table, feeling wild electric impulses in his groin as he watched her flit back and forth and bend over, putting things away.
The young lady's top was low cut, and each time she stooped he could see the beginning swells of her lush tits and the deep cleavage between them. When she reached for the upper cupboards, the top hiked up, and her youthful ass was outlined clearly under the skimpy bottoms. The sight was too much, and his cock throbbed into an erection.
"How come you didn't go with Mom?" Sue asked.
"Wouldn't do any good. The doc said they'd both be out of it for quite a while."
She turned to face him, drying her hands on a towel. "Uncle Don, they're going to be okay, aren't they?"
"It's hard to say, kitten. They tangled with that semi pretty good. Your mother should find out something this morning. Is she gone yet?"
"Yeah. Both of 'em are." Sue's eyes became wet as she hung up the towel. "I'm really worried."
"They'll be all right, honey," he said sympathetically, not wanting her to cry. "All we can do is wait."
"Oh, Uncle Don, I'm so glad you're here!" Sue sobbed, running over to throw her arms around his neck. "It's all so terrible!"
Don was flustered at her outburst, but put his arms around her and patted her comfortingly. Her cheek was against his and he could feel hot tears, but he was upset by something else. She was leaning over, and he could see both of her bare titties all the way to the pointed nipples as her top fell away.
"Take it easy, kid," he said, swinging around on the chair. "They're doing everything they can."
She was crying softly as she twisted and sat down on his lap, then she stopped suddenly and leaned back, gulping wide-eyed when she felt his rigid prick under her firm ass.
"You're...!" She swallowed hard. "What happened?"
He hid his mortification by saying gruffly, "Sorry, kid. I think you'd better get up."
"No, please," she whined. "I'm so strung out I don't know what to do. Hold me, Uncle Don. Please?"
Before he could reply she had nestled her head against his shoulder and he could feel his organ pulsing strongly against her youthful buttocks. It felt good, and since she already seemed to know what it was, he saw no reason in forcing the issue. Circling her waist with one hand, he placed the other on her warm thigh and hugged her.
"You're almost grown up, Sue," he said quietly. "You've got to learn to take these things in your stride."
"I know." Sue snuggled closer and squirmed her ass on the stiff bulge of his muscle. "It's just that I need somebody now. Know what I mean?"
"I think I do." He glanced down into her nightie. One tit was flattened against his chest, but he could see the other one plainly. The nipple had become hard, and was sticking straight out from her creamy mountain. Her loveliness, delicate aroma, and child-like innocence was boggling his mind, and his pecker began to jerk uncontrollably. "You can't stay here all day, you know."
"Umm-hmm. But I'd sure like to. You feel good." She wriggled again, grinding her behind on his swollen pole. "Hole me tight, Uncle Don."
He was sure now that she was teasing him. She knew what that hard rod was and enjoyed having it touch her private parts even though there was clothing between them. Armed with that knowledge, and getting more aroused by the moment, Don began inching his hand up her thigh, feeling her tremble as he neared her pubescent pussy. When his fingertips touched the elastic of her panties, she kissed him on the neck and parted her legs.
"I love you, Uncle Don," she whispered. "I love you so much."
"I love you, too," he rasped, struggling to quell the lustful craving that was making his heart pound. The pictures popped into his mind again, and before he could stop himself, his fingers were caressing the hot moist crotch of her panties. He could feel the downy lips of her twat and her virginal crevice through the thin material, and it made his prick throb wildly. "Sue, baby."
"Oh, wow, Don! Uuuhhh! Please! Ooohhh! Uuuhhh!"
Easing his other hand under her top, he rubbed it up across her rib cage to her tit. Slowly and gently, he covered the mound and began squeezing it, teasing her hard nipple with his palm. Then he twisted his head and kissed her on the mouth, twining his tongue with hers.
"Oh, Jeez, Don!" she panted, breaking away and pressing her mouth to his ear. "God! I don't believe it! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! I feel all funny! Wow! Hhhuuuhhh! Hhhuuuhhh!"
"Easy, kid. Take it easy. I won't hurt you." Fervent desire had taken control of his senses, and Don knew he couldn't stop if he wanted to. The warm, cuddly nymphet in his arms was exciting him beyond belief, and his conscience was forgotten. He pried up the elastic around her thigh and slipped his fingers under it. Sue's fleece-covered cunny was exuding intense heat, and the lips of her twat quivered when he separated them with cautious care.
"Don! Uuunnnggghhh! Oh, Jeez! Uuuhhh! Uuuhhh! I'm going crazy! Ooohhh! Please, Don! Help me! Uuunnnggghhh!"
She was panting hot breath into his ear from her open mouth, and her lithe body was trembling all over as he slid his fingers into her slick valley. The fragile inner lips were parted, and warm, oily mucous was oozing from her dainty little hole.
"Baby! Oh, sweetheart! You're so wet! You wanted this, didn't you?"
"Uuuhhh-hhhuuuhhh!" she moaned, delirious with rapture. "Oh, Doonnn! Hhhuuuhhh! I've never felt like this before! Never! God, it's blowing my mind! Uuunnnggghhh!"
He pushed her up. "Take off your top! Hurry!"
Sue's eyes were glazed and her jaw was slack as she speedily stripped off her nightie, baring the hard-nippled adolescent breasts sprouting from her chest. "Don! Darling!"
Bending down, he took a soft tit in his mouth and began to suck while he tickled and teased her stiff little clit. She jumped and cried out at his first touch, then groaned with pleasure as she pressed his face into her titty and parted her thighs even more.
"DON! AAAGGGHHH! CRIMINY! THIS IS FAR OUT! HHHUUUHHH! I LOVE IT! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH! IT'S REALLY HAPPENING TO ME! AAAGGGHHH!"
Don moved his fingers down her dewy pussy, touched her asshole briefly, then probed into her orifice with his forefinger. A short way up her vagina he felt the membrane of her hymen, but there was a large enough hole in the center to allow passage for his finger. Still slurping loudly on her delicious titty, he began to finger-fuck her while massaging her clit with his thumb.
"GGGAAAHHH! OOOHHH, DON! HHHUUUHHH! YOU'RE DOING IT! OH, JESUS!
IT'S WONDERFUL! HUH! HUH! HUH! don't STOP! I CAN FEEL EVERYTHING! GOD! UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUUNNNGGGHHH!"
She clutched him to her and rocked on his hard-on while he darted his finger in and out of her juicy cunt. Her pussy made schlucking noises as he fucked her, and the sound mingled with his wet sucking on her tit.
"G G G NNNUUUGGGHHH! DON! I FEEL QUEER! HUH! HUH! OOOHHH! SOMETHING'S ... HAPPENING ... TO ... ME! DON! OH, GOD! I CANT HELP IT! I FEEL...! WWW A A AHHH! WWW A A AHHH! OH, HOLY JESUS! HUH! HUH! HUH! HHHUUUHHH! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH!"
The young lovely thrashed and twisted on his lap, yanking her tit from Don's mouth with her contortions. Her legs flailed the air, and it was all he could do to keep her from falling to the floor. Then, after one final spasm, she went limp and sagged against him, breathing heavily.
"Wow, Don! That was a trip! I've got goosebumps all over!"
He extracted his wet finger from her snatch and pulled his hand from beneath her panties. Though he wanted to fuck her now more than ever, the discovery of her hymen had temporarily jolted him back to reality. At forty-two, he had no business taking a young girl's cherry, no matter who she was.
"I think that's enough now, kid. Get up and go get some clothes on. This has gone too far as it is." Sue sat up and looked at him searchingly.
"Don't say that, Don. I wanted it to happen. Honest! And I won't tell anybody, either."
"Good." He pushed her away and forced her to stand up. "Now get dressed."
She turned to face him with a quizzical expression on her pretty face. "Don, I think I had an orgasm. Is ... is that how I'd feel if I, well, went all the way?"
"Something like that I guess." He-picked up his beer and took a long pull of the cold liquid, trying to ignore his hard-on and the ache in his balls.
"Could we, uhh, do that, too? I'd be scared, but I'm willing to try."
When he put the can down and swung around, he saw that she was already peeling her babydoll shorts down her shapely thighs. A burst of air rushed from his lungs when he saw the fluffy vee of hair and the lips of her cunt.
"Stop it, Sue!" he said sharply. "Damnit, you're just a kid, and a virgin at that! I can't take advantage of you! Pull those things up and go put something on, before we both get into more trouble than we know what to do with!"
Sue was pouting when she raised the panties again and bent down for her top. She crossed to the doorway, stopped to give him a hurt look, then silently went to her room.
"Good God Almighty!" Don swore after emptying his beer. He got himself another, and popped the top. "What the hell am I trying to do, get myself hanged?"
Going into the living room, he put the can on a table near a chair, then went to get the Sunday paper from the porch. When he stepped outside, he spied an attractive teenage girl sitting in front of the other half of the duplex. She smiled at him and he said hello.
Back inside he settled himself in a chair by the open window, lit a cigarette, then began scanning the front page for the latest news. He was deep in an article on the Middle East situation when Sue came through the room, heading for the front door. She was wearing a brief shorts and halter outfit that barely concealed her most desirable features.
"I'm going next door for a while, Uncle Don. Tell Mom where I am, will you?"
"Sure, kitten. See you later."
The door closed, then Don heard Sue exclaim, "Why, hi, Gail. I was just coming over to see you."
Don heard vague whispers as he turned the pages slowly and sipped his beer, then the words became louder and more distinct and he couldn't help overhearing.
"... don't know how to explain it, Sue," Gail was saying. "I guess you just have to feel it to know what it's like."
"Oh, crap!" Sue said. "I think I did, but I'm not sure. I felt all queasy and everything, and my head almost went in orbit."
"Sure sounds like you had a climax, all right. Who did it to you?"
"I can't tell you that. It's a secret. But he's really something else! He got hard and everything!"
The other girl giggled. "All guys do when they play around. Didn't you know that? Shit, they touch a tit or a pussy and their thing goes straight up. They're all the same."
There was silence for a few seconds, then Sue asked, "Gail, do you cum harder when you, uhh, screw? I mean, more than when you use your finger?"
"God, yes, kid! A lot harder. It's outasight. You should try it some time."
"I want to, but I guess I'm a little scared. Mom told me it hurts like hell the first time."
"Bull. It's not that bad. By the time you get to your climax you won't even remember it. Once you get started, you'll feel kinda empty without a big old peter up your pussy."
"Ssshhh! Someone might hear you."
"Nah. My folks are still in bed. By the way, what's your uncle gonna do for tail while his wife's laid up?"
"I don't know. Why?"
"Oh, nothin'. I wouldn't mind trying him one time. He's sure a good-looking stud. How old is he?"
Sue's voice was icy when she replied, "He's in his forties. And don't mess around, Gail."
Gail laughed. "Uh-huh. I thought so. You want to fuck him, too. Is he the one that made you cum?"
"Be quiet. Here comes Terri."
Don put the paper down and smelled the finger he had speared into Sue's tight little pussy. The aroma still lingered, and after hearing the girls talk, he was getting hard all over again. As he cocked an ear for more conversation, he mentally put aside the idea of fucking Sue, but wondered if there was some way he could talk her into doing a sixty-nine with him. The thought of having her suck him off made his prick stretch to its limit.
"What's up?" Terri asked outside.
"Nothing much," Gail answered. "Sue and I were just sitting here wondering how we could get your far-out uncle to fuck us."
"Gail!" Sue shouted hotly. "Shut up!"
"You'd do that, too, wouldn't you?" Terri said with bitterness dripping from her words. "You'd get him in all kinds of trouble just to have your fun."
"Calm down, Terri," Gail said placatingly. "We're not gonna do anything. We were only talking about it. Besides, he probably wouldn't mess around with young stuff like us, anyway. It's fun to think about, though."
"Sue," Terri said evenly, "why don't you go out with some of Gail's boy friends if you want it that bad? From what I've heard, they all do it to her."
"She's just jealous, Sue. She wouldn't know what to do with a hard-on if she had one in her hand. I'll bet she's never even seen a real cock."
"God, neither of us has," Sue said with disgust. "I'd sure like to see one now, though. All this talk is making me hot."
"Sue Spaulding!" Terri exclaimed. "How can you talk like that?"
"Well, it's true. I think I've been missing a helluva lot."
Don had his fly open and his joint out. While he was listening, he had been stroking his straining pecker slowly while lewd and lascivious thoughts danced through his brain. If only those girls were in the room right now they would see what a magnificent pecker looked like.
He stretched out his legs and opened them, then began to pump his dick more quickly, feeling the thick turgid sperm racing through his groin toward his organ. Closing his eyes, he pictured young Sue jacking him off with her small dainty hand, marveling out loud at the size of his wondrous shaft.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ooohhh, baby! Uuunnnggghhh! Unf! Unf! Unf!"
His moans were hushed because of the girls outside, but his hand was flying faster, jerking the loose skin on his staff from the root to the giant purple knob at the end. Diddling Sue had primed the pump, and it was only a span of seconds before white jizz was spurting from the tip of his cock, arcing through the air, and raining down on the carpet.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Aaarrrggghhh! W w whhhuuunnnggghhh! Oh, Jesus! Uuunnnggghhh!"
Don's body convulsed spastically with the ejaculation, then he sank back in the chair, sighed, and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was Terri leaning against the closed front door with her eyes wide and her mouth agape.
Neither of them moved while Don stared at the girl and she locked her gaze on his dripping, rock-hard prick. Then she took a few faltering steps toward the hall and her room.
"I ... I'm sorry, Uncle Don! I didn't know ybu were...!" She choked back a sob, made a frantic dash for her room, and slammed the door.