Two Is Better Than One
(MM/g12, first time, oral, vaginal)
Edited by Locutus2366
Chapter 1
“Daddy? When will Uncle John be here?” Vicky asks.
Victoria Taylor, is twelve, almost thirteen. She is just shy of being five feet tall, by about an inch. Her long, brown hair cascades down her back, with a glossy sheen. The gods haven't blessed her with anything up top, not yet anyway, hopefully soon before school starts. They have also left her rail thin. “Maybe if I had boobs, Daddy or Uncle John would notice me,” she says forlornly, while looking in her mirror. Her Dad, Steven, and her Uncle John, are twin brothers. They are ancient, nearly forty, but they are still awfully good looking.
“He said he'd be here around eight this morning, Princess. Are you anxious to get to Water World?” Steve asks.
“Yes. I've been wanting to go all Spring,” Vicky yells through her door. Standing there looking at her nude body, she starts putting her bikini on. “This would look a whole lot better if I had boobs,” she mumbles. Then putting a T-shirt over her bikini, she opens her door, and walks towards the stairs.
“I'm ready when Uncle John gets here.”
“Are you wearing that?” Steve asks.
“Yes. What's wrong with it?” Vicky asks, indignantly., with a smidge of teenage attitude.
“There's not much to it,” her Dad answers. “Aren't you worried guys will stare at you?”
“If only. Nobody will even look at me twice,” Vicky huffs.
“Why is that? You're really beautiful. You know that, right?”
Smiling brightly now, Vicky asks, “ Really Dad. You think I'm beautiful?”
“Yes Baby. I do think you're beautiful. I'm just not wanting to kill any boys today. You're growing up too fast for my liking.”
The sound of a car on the gravel drive can be heard, and Vicky goes to the door. Her Uncle John is getting out of his car as she walks out onto the porch. Running down the steps, she flings herself into John's embrace.
“Hey, kiddo. You look good today. Are you excited about going to the water park?”
“Yes, Uncle John. It's going to be so much fun. I can't wait to get on the slides and race you to the bottom. I hope it isn't too much for a couple of old men,” Vicky says, giggling.
“Who you calling old, Missy?” John says, in his best 'old man' voice.
“You old man. You're older than Daddy.”
“Only by twenty-three minutes,” John states in defense.
Steven walks out to join them on the porch, head down, smiling, and shaking his head. “I think she's got your number Old Man.”
“Now don't you start too. We're only forty. You make it sound like we're eighty or something.”
“Well, forty and forty is eighty, isn't it?” Vicky says, giggling harder.
Steven laughs, and says, “Hey Bro. I'm glad you're going with us today. I might need help bashing heads together. There won't be a boy there who won't be ogling all that bare skin.”
“That may be, but it's your fault for having such a pretty daughter,” John states.
“Really? You too. I wish I was as pretty as the two of you say I am,” Vicky says, blushing bright red.
Setting her back on her feet, John looks at her, “Have I ever lied to you, Pumpkin?”
“Well... no. But I'd feel prettier with boobs,” she says, quiet enough that only he can hear.
“But you're so pretty without them,” John says. “Boobs, as you call them, can be overrated. They don't come with brains inside them. Those are up here in that pretty little head.”
“But I thought that all guys like them,” Vicky says, dejectedly.
“They're nice to look at, but they can be a waste. I much more prefer small ones. You're pretty, just as you are.”
Smiling up at her Uncle, Vicky says, “Thanks Uncle John. I'm happy you like me the way I am.”
“You guys ready?” Steven asks.
“Sure thing Dad.”
The three of them go to Stevens truck. John opens the door and lets Vicky climb in first, then follows her. Steven gets into the drivers seat and starts the engine. Once their seatbelts are fastened, Steven drives down the narrow lane, and out to the road. Vicky loves riding in her Dad's old truck, it has a bench seat, so she can sit in the front between her Dad and Uncle. She's not relegated to a back seat, away from the conversation.
“Daddy and Uncle John look so much alike,” she thinks. “People get them confused all the time.” If you're around them all the time, then it isn't so hard.“For old guys, they look really nice,” she giggles to herself.
An hour later, they arrive at Water World. Steven pays for the three of them, then they enter the park. “There's some empty tables over there,” Vicky shouts out, pointing to some empty tables, with big umbrellas over them. They set their old towels on the table, and start getting ready for their day of fun. John and Steven had decided on loose shorts and T-shirts over their swim trunks. Vicky wore her Dad's old high school football jersey over her bikini. Vicky smiles at John when she sees him standing there staring at her. “So, he DOES think I'm pretty,” she thinks, gleefully. “I still wish I had boobs, there's absolutely no way I can expect to fall out of this bikini. I couldn't even fall out if I went topless.”
Vicky takes John's hand in both of hers' and pulls him to his feet. “Come on Uncle John, we have to get in line for the slide. You promised to slide down and race me.”
“Okay, okay. I did promise.”
“You two go ahead,” says Steve, chuckling. “I'm going to the pool and swim a few laps.”
Bouncing on the balls of her feet, Vicky turns towards the slide, pulling John along. They climb the steps ascending to the top. Standing in the short line, they wait their turn. She hugs him tight, saying, “I'm so happy you decided to come with us today. It's more fun with you here.”
“How could I not come, your my favorite niece?”
“I'm your only niece, Silly. Daddy can be a stick in the mud sometimes,” Vicky giggles out loud.
It's their turn now. They sit in anticipation, waiting for the bar to raise. When it raises up, they push off, speeding down the slide. Vicky screams in joy and exhilaration. At the end of the slide, Vicky goes under water at ahigh rate of speed. She comes up choking and coughing, after inhaling some of the water. John comes over to rescue her. He easily lifts her into his arms.
“Easy Vicky. Take a breath.”
Vicky wraps her arms around him, laying her head on his shoulder. She feels his hand under her ass. He's holding her up, while she takes deep breaths. “This is almost worth choking,” she thinks. John makes his way to the side of the pool to let others slide down.
“Are you okay, Sweetie?”
Vicky nods her head, not wanting to let go. Nobody can see where his hand is, but it feels very good right where it is. They need to climb out of the pool. But when John goes to set her on her feet, she looks up sheepishly, and says, “Not yet. Just hold me a few minutes more. I like this.”
With his back to the wall of the pool, he stands there, holding her. Vicky smiles to herself, as she feels his cock growing against her. His loose trunks do nothing to keep it from growing. She's never seen one before, or even felt one. But she knows what it is when it gets bigger. She knows that much at least. “I've got to find a way to get him to let me see it,” Vicky thinks. “It feels so big.”
John sets her down on her feet. As they climb out of the pool, she asks, “Can I stay at your house tonight, Uncle John?”
“If you want to. We can watch movies, or play games,” John tells her.
Vicky smiles to herself again, thinking, “Yeah. We can play some games. I know what I want to play with.” The young seductress looking up at him says, “That would be cool. Daddy can have the house to himself. He doesn't ever do anything, except with me.”
“Well, you can stay over anytime you want. I'm home every night,” John says.
“How come you never married?” she queries. “Don't you want a wife?”
“I thought I wanted to a few times, but things never worked out.”
“Daddy loves my Mom, but she's more interested in the stage. So they never got married. But I guess you already know that,” Vicky states.
“Yeah, I know. I don't think it's fair to either of you. I imagine he's lonely, and you need a Mom.”
“Sometimes I wish I had a Mom, but I don't really know her. She only visits if her tour brings her close by. So me and Daddy take care of each other. Being a grown-up sounds complicated.”
Chuckling. John says, “It can be VERY complicated at times. But we do what we got to do.”
Seeing her Dad at their table, she takes John's hand and walks over. “Hey, Dad. Uncle John says I can stay at his house tonight. Is that okay?”
“I don't see why not, seeing as he invited you.”
“I asked if I could,” she says, honestly. “But he says it's okay.”
“Then I don't see why not. You'll have to take clothes for tomorrow, I have to work, so I'll pick you up tomorrow night.” Steven says.
With a big grin, Vicky bounces once again on her feet. “I'll get him to show it to me. I just gotta think of some kind of way,” she thinks. “He never says 'no' to me. Not like Daddy does.”
“What do you want to do now?” asks Steven.
“I think the wave pool. It's the only place I'LL ever see waves. Sure won't see any on the lake,” Vicky says.
John laughs, and says, “You will if I go by fast enough in my boat.”
“Only if you're pulling it with your truck,” Vicky says, while giggling hard.
“Go ahead and laugh,” John snarls. “It'll have a motor in a couple of months.”
“Nope. All your money is going to your favorite niece. You have to buy me dresses, shoes, boots, and...”
“Since when?” John blurts out.
“I saw it in a dream, and dreams come true,” Vicky states as matter of fact. “So I'll work on a list for you,” she barely gets out, before finding herself flying through the air into the pool.
She surfaces to find John and Steven laughing it up at her expense. “Okay, Big Bad John,” she ponders. “We'll see who laughs last.”
She swims back to the side, and climbs out of the pool. They make their way over to the wave pool to frolic in the waves. But then, they hear thunder, and look to the sky. Sure enough, while they were playing around, a storm was quickly rolling in, that hadn't been in the forecast.
“Change of plans, I guess,” says John, rather sadly. “Let's get our stuff and head home. We'll have to do it again some other time.”
Vicky has been wanting this day for quite awhile, But now, she can't wait to get to John's house to try and get her first look at a real cock. “Is it really as bigas it felt?” she wonders.
Vicky finds it difficult to sit still, on the way home. She keeps thinking about Uncle John's cock. “Does Daddy feel the same? Is his cock big too?” she thinks, absent mindedly. “I'll have to find a way to find that out also.” The ride home is quick, with her mind wandering like it is. She has found it hard to concentrate to the men talking on each side of her. But she has to figure out how to make this happen.
Once home, Vicky runs to gather clothes ready. Deciding to take a quick shower to rinse the chlorine off, she darts into the bathroom to do just that. After drying off, she throws a sundress over her head, giggling. “Oh my, I forgot to put panties on,” talking to herself and grinning. “Uncle John will be surprised. Hopefully in a good way.” Vicky dries her long brown hair as best as she can. Then hangs her bikini over the shower rod to dry. “I wish I had time to paint my nails. I want to look my best for him tonight.”
Vicky grabs her small bag, then saunters down the stairs to the living room. She smiles brightly as she enters, saying, “I'm ready. I tried to hurry.”
“Wow! You look pretty good, Vicky.” John says, smiling at her.
This causes her to blush lightly, but she really loves hearing it from him. “What will he think when he finds out there's nothing under my sundress,” she wonders. She sports a mischievous grin, as she sets her bag by the front door.
“Since it's still early, what do you say we stop on the way to my house for dinner?” John asks, looking at Vicky. “That way, your Dad doesn't have to cook early. We can go to Angelo's if you'd like.”
With a beaming smile, Vicky says, “I'm always ready for Angelo's. Are you sure?”
“Anything for you, Doll Face,” John says, in his best 1920's gangster's imitation.
Vicky picks up her bag, and then kisses her Dad goodnight, before heading out the door behind John. “This is going to be so awesome,” she says smiling up at him.
Chapter 2
Just as they step out of the house, the rain starts to dump in a roaring downpour. Their clothes are soaked through before they get to the car. Vicky clambers into the car in a fit of giggles, while John mumbles, cursing his luck.
“Come on, Uncle John, it's just water.”
“Yeah, I know. But I had finally dried out from the water park. I would have rather waited to get home and get wet in the shower. And you look like a drowned rat. But a very pretty drowned rat,” John tells her.
Vicky smiles at him shyly, and asks, “Do you mean that, Uncle John? Do you really think I'm pretty? I like it a lot when you say that I do. I just don't feel it sometimes. I feel skinny, and well... flat. I'd feel prettier, I guess, if I had...you know...boobs.”
“Oh Angel, you are beautiful just the way you are. Boobs are nice and all, but it seems the bigger they are, the dumber women can be. It's best to have itty bitty ones,” he says, in a comforting voice. “Your Aunt Charlene had big ones, and look how dumb she was.”
Vicky giggles loudly at the memory of her Aunt. “I didn't like her too much. She said some crazy things. Even I knew better than to believe everything she said. And I was just a kid.”
“Well, you're a bigger, smarter kid now. Believe me, you are very pretty. Even soaking wet,” he reassures her.
“Are we too wet to go to Angelo's?”
“We're going, whether they like it or not. We're not going to be the only ones wet in there,” John chuckles, as he pulls into a parking space. They look to see if the parking lot is safe from moving cars. Then they quickly get out of his car, and make a mad dash to the front door of the restaurant. Vicky is a fit of giggles when they enter. The storm has kept most people at home, so they have no wait time for a table.
“Hello John,” the hostess says. “You picked a raunchy night to be out.”
“Well, the Young Lady and I, were on our way to my house, but I had promised her that we could come to your fine establishment,” John says, in a very poor imitation of a British accent. This causes Vicky, along with the hostess, to giggle uncontrollably.
“You're such a doofus, Uncle John,” Vicky says, as her giggling subsides. “But I love you still.”
The hostess, Amy, agrees with her. “I think doofus, is very fitting. I'm very glad that he has brought you in. I'll show you to your table, then get your drink orders,” Amy says, smiling at Vicky.
After Amy leaves to get their drinks for them, Vicky shyly smiles at John, before saying, “I know you were joking, but thank you for calling me a young lady.”
“Are you a lady?”
“You and Daddy say I am.”
“Okay. Are you old?” Vicky smiles, shaking her head. “As near as I can tell then, that makes you a young lady.”
“Doofus,” she says, lovingly at him.
Amy brings their drinks to them with a server in tow. After placing their choice of entrees, their conversation turns to the events of the day. Once their meals are brought to them, the conversation becomes sporadic. “I love this place,” Vicky says, taking another mouthful of spaghetti.
“You can slow down, you're going to choke,” John chides her. “There's no rush.”
“It's getting cold inhere, with the air conditioner blowing on my wet clothes,” she says, as a chill overtakes her.
“Then let's finish and get out of here, but not so fast that you choke. Your Dad won't let me take you anywhere anymore if you die.”
“Very funny,” Vicky tells him, with a snide remark.
Seeing the server bringing the check over, John pulls out his wallet to give her his credit card. They finish eating while waiting on her to return. He signs the bill, leaving a generous tip. Vicky and John walk to the doors and feel instant relief when the warm outside air washes over them. The rain has let up, but it's still misting all around them.
“After we get some dry clothes, we can watch a movie if you want,” John tells her.
”That would be cool,” Vicky says, brightly. “I haven't watched a movie lately. We can watch whatever you want.”
The ride home goes by pretty quick. Small puddles of water dot the streets. John is more careful than usual, having Vicky with him. The last thing he wants, is to have her get hurt in an accident. He pulls into his drive, parking as close to the door as he can. John retrieves Vicky's bag from the backseat, then starts for the door. Unlocking the door, they enter into the foyer.
“Here ya go,” John says, passing Vicky her bag. “Go ahead and dry off, there's towels in the closet in the bathroom. If you bring your wet clothes out, I'll wash and dry them with mine.”
“Okay, Uncle John. I'll be out in a minute.” Vicky walks down the hall to the guest bathroom, while John goes to the master bath off his bedroom. She pulls the sundress over her head, dropping it on the floor. Getting a towel, she dries off, then dries her hair. Pulling one of her dad's T-shirts out of her bag, she slips it over her head, letting it fall down around her. Then she pulls her hair from underneath the collar, such as it is. The T-shirt has seen better days. But she loves wearing her dad's shirts, she feels closer to him. “I should have brought the shorter one,” she mumbles. “Maybe I can get one of Uncle John's dress shirts.”
Getting her brush out of her bag, she proceeds to brush her long hair. “It's such a rat's nest after all that rain. I have to look as good as possible for him.” Leaving it cascading down her back, instead of the usual ponytail, she gathers her sundress, then leaves the bathroom.
Walking into the living room, she stops and waits for her Uncle to turn around. When he does, he stands there flabbergasted staring at her. She smiles demurely at him before saying, “Sorry I took so long, what do I do with my dress?” Vicky is quite pleased by his silent stares. “Do you want to take a picture? It'll last longer,” she teases.
“Uh... y-you really are a beautiful girl, Vicky. Sometimes I forget just how pretty you are.”
“Thank you, Uncle John,” she says with a beaming smile and a slight blush. “He really noticed. He thinks I'm pretty,” the thought rushes through her head.
“Here, let me take your dress. I'll go throw it in the washer along with my wet clothes. Then I'll make some popcorn for us to have for the movie.”
She goes over to the couch and sits in the center. “Now he has to sit close to me. Then I just have to sit closer to share the popcorn,” she thinks, trying to plan her next moves. “I hope I get to see 'it' tonight. I want to touch it too.” Vicky quietly giggles to herself while sitting there smiling as John returns.
Once John puts the DVD in the player, he settles beside Vicky, not knowing what fate has instore for him. Vicky leans against him and curls her legs up beside her. The T-shirt barely covers her like this. Her tan legs should be easy for her Uncle to see. With the opening credits droning on, she lays her head over on his chest. His arm snakes around her as the movie begins.
Vicky reaches into the bowl for a handful of popcorn. Looking up at him with a smile, she says, ”I like this. We should do it more often.” John's hand rubs up and down her arm in a gentle caress. Then he bends down to kiss the top of her head.
“I think you're right. Just sitting here with you is very relaxing. He bends to kiss her head again, just as she looks up. The kiss catches the corner of her mouth. She quickly adjusts her head to meet his lips with her own. A huge smile crosses her face, as John quickly tries to straighten upright. “I'm sorry. You moved,” he says softly.
“If I had known you were going to kiss me again, I would have looked up sooner. I liked it,” Vicky says, mischievously. “Don't look at me like that. Didn't I doit right?”
“It was... very nice. But I'm your Uncle.”
“If I can't kiss my Uncle, who am I supposed to kiss?” Vicky waits for an answer. “Well?”
“You shouldn't be kissing anyone just yet.”
“Well, now I have, and I like it. I want to do it again.”
“Not like that. But I'll give you a kiss,” he says, leaning in to kiss her.
Not missing a chance, the popcorn falls from Vicky's hand as she reaches up to cup his face. She twists beside him until she can reach around his neck. Pressing her lips to his, she holds him close, fearing that he'll get away. John tries to sit back, but she holds on to him. A quiet moan escapes him before she relinquishes. “Don't push him too fast,” she thinks. Their faces are inches apart, when she smiles at him again.
“You shouldn't kiss like that without asking someone first,” he says, breathlessly.
The smile slowly fades from her face and a tear appears in the corner of her eye. “Okay. Uncle John. May I please kiss you like a Young Lady?”
“Okay, okay. Just don't cry. I can get into serious trouble kissing you like this.”
“I'm not planning on telling anyone, Uncle John. So if anyone finds out, it's because YOU told. You won't tell anyone, will you?”
“No. Of course not. Are you really only twelve?”
Her heart races, while maintaining a sad expression. “Yes. I just want to know what it feels like,” She turns to straddle his lap, resting her hand on his cheek. Giving him a shy smile, Vicky says, “I'm ready.”
“I don't know if I am,” he tells her. “You're too pretty to take chances like this.”
Leaning forward, she presses her lips to his once again. Instinctively, her mouth opens partially. His tongue reaches out, licking her lips, drawing a moan from her. Her arms encircle his neck, holding him to her. John gives a moan in reply, his tongue entering her mouth. “So, it's really done like this,” she thinks, as she holds on tight. The kiss lingers, with both of them moaning. Eventually, the kiss ends. Vicky straightens, not able to hide her smile. “Thank you, Uncle John. Do I have to ask every time?”
“No. Not every time. Just when I want to go to hell,” John says, quietly.
“Did I do it right? Was I bad?”
“Not at all. You probably did it too good.”
“Then we can do it again?” Vicky asks, giggling.
“Vicky... I don't know if I can take kissing you. For a first time, you did very good. I have to make sure I can resist you.”
Vicky leans forward once again. Their lips meet, and John moans loudly. His tongue licks her lips and her mouth opens in invitation. Her heart soars at the feeling of his tongue against hers. Their tongues battle in her mouth as her joy makes her want to explode. Vicky can feel moisture forming between her legs. It starts to leak from her pussy. “Wow. I've never felt this wet before,” not wanting to stop the kiss. The kiss ends though, and she rests her head on his shoulder.
“I like it too much. I can't keep doing this, Vicky.”
“Me too. It feels great,” she says. Shifting her weight, she smiles at the feeling of him growing under her. “That feels kind of big. Maybe he will let me see it now.”
John's cock is twisted in his jeans, so he reaches between them to straighten it up. When he does, his hand accidentally brushes her up against bare slit. He instantly freezes. “Where's your panties?” John asks her.
She smiles, just inches from his face. “They're in my dresser back in my room. I didn't think you'd mind,” she says, grinning at his shocked look. “Your hand feels good. I think I like you touching me there. Can I see it? Your cock?”
“I really don't think that's a good idea, Vicky.”
“Please. I've never seen one before. Not a real one. I think I got your jeans wet.”
“Yes. Yes you did. This isn't good.”
“Please. I just want to touch it. I promise not to hurt it,” she pleads. She hears John groan, as his hand brushes her bald slit again. “Pleeeease.”
John doesn't say anything, just slightly nods. Vicky's smile broadens at his subtle ascent. Reaching down, she struggles with the button holding his jeans together. Sliding off his lap, she gets on the floor on her knees. Opening his pants, she reaches inside to pull his boxers away from his cock. Fighting with the waistband, she finally uncovers his rock hard cock. It springs free, causing her to giggle. She tries to circle it with her hand, but she can't quite reach all the way around it.
“Wow!” she exclaims in amazement. “It's bigger than it felt like.” John groans louder as she takes it in her hand, his head going back to rest on the back of the couch. She slowly strokes his dick, the way she's heard you're supposed to do. “How can that fit inside me. It looks to big to go in,” she thinks, in awe. Using both hands, she strokes him with one hand, and plays with his foreskin with the other.
“Vicky,” John groans.
Leaning forward, she licks a drop of his precum off the tip of his cock. “It's now or never,” she thinks. Opening her mouth, the tip of his cock slips in. Sucking another drop of precum from his cock, she tries taking more into her mouth. Being mindful of her teeth, she sucks on the head, drawing more precum out. John's body shakes, the cock twitches. “This is fun. It doesn't taste bad either,” she thinks, taking more of his hard cock into her mouth. John gently lays his hand on the top of her head.
“Oh God, Vicky. I don't know how much I can take.” John's hip raise up, pushing his cock deeper into her willing mouth. “Don't stop,” he moans.
John's cock begins to swell in her mouth. Vicky can feel the first spurt, explode in her mouth. A second spurt erupts, filling her mouth. Instinctively, she swallows his cum. The feeling of it going down her throat is actually soothing. A third spurt of cum, followed by another. The spurts are coming faster than she can swallow. Cum drips out of her mouth, rolling down to her chin. It drips off, landing on her chest. Swirling her tongue around under his foreskin, she sucks the last drops of cum before swallowing. A string of cum stretches between her lips and the tip of his cock as she straightens up.
Looking up at his face and grinning, she says, “That was fun. Did I do it right?” Vicky asks, proudly.
Slowly answering, John says, “Vicky, that was fantastic. You did a great job.”
“Can I do it again? I promise to swallow it all next time,” she pleads eagerly.
“I'm sorry. It will be awhile before I can cum again. But you look ultra cute with cum on your face.”
“You can shoot it all on my face if you want to. I like that I can make you do that.”
John chuckles. “Well, you were very good. That felt wonderful.”
“What does it feel like?,” Vicky asks.
“Here, lay down. I can make you feel good too. You've never done anything to yourself? You're definitely wet enough to have done something,” John tells her.
Vicky lays down, as John moves around to lay between her legs. With his hands, he spreads her legs apart. She smiles shyly at him, feeling fully exposed.
“I'm going to lick your pussy. Just relax and let the feelings overtake you.”
“Okay, Uncle John. This won't hurt, will it?”
Chuckling once again, John says, “No. This won't hurt at all. It's been awhile, but I think I can still do this.” John blows his breath across her clit, sending chills across her skin. Placing each arm under her legs, he raises her knees higher, allowing him to hold her in place. With a tentative lick, Vicky squeals, as his tongue licks up her slit. Juices begin to flow from her pussy with each subsequent lick.
“Oh my God, this feels sweet!” she thinks. No longer shy, her legs wrap around his neck, holding him close. Vicky feels his arms reach around, spreading the lips of her pussy open This allows his tongue unrestricted access to her nether regions. His tongue licks her opening, causing her body to jerk slightly. The sound of his tongue lapping her juices is the only sound to be heard. Not realizing, she holds her breath. Both of John's arms reach up from under her legs, to caress her nipples. His fingers gently squeeze each one with a slight pinch.
“U-U-Uncle John,” Vicky moans, finally taking a breath. His tongue dives into her hole. Squirming, she submits to his tongue. Her breathing becomes erratic and ragged. She can feel the moisture of her cunt increase. Feelings that she's never felt before rush through her, from deep within. Vicky gasps loudly, as his tongue brushes across her clit. Tongue and clit battle for superiority. The tongue is winning. Whimpering, her ass raises off the couch to push her little bald pussy to his mouth. A great pressure quickly builds within her. It feels as if she's going to explode. The sensation of him sucking her clit into his mouth, while still flicking his tongue across her sensitive clit, causes her whole body to tighten up. Vicky cries out, when the pent up pressure releases suddenly in an explosive climax. Her body trembles and shakes, in what feels like a lifetime supply of pleasure.
When it subsides, she feels only half conscious. “What happened?”
“That, My Angel, is what is known as a climax. That was your first?” he asks, softly.
“I never felt like that before. It felt awesome,” Vicky says, quietly. “Is it supposed to feel like that?”
“Yes. Though I didn't expect you to come so fast. Are you okay?” John asks, with concern.
“I'm okay.”
John smiles at her, before saying, “You have the sweetest little cunt I've ever tasted.”
“If it's going to feel like that, you can taste it any time you want to,” Vicky tells him. “Thank you. I want to do more of that. I can do that to you more too. If you let me.”
“That could be dangerous. Men really like to come. The more you do it, the more we want.”
Vicky smiles to him saying, “Good. I want to do it all the time.
John lays beside her, pulling her close to him. Kissing her forehead, he hugs her tight. With her face so close to his, she raises her head, pressing her lips to his. His tongue licks her lips, her mouth opening for his tongue to enter hers'. Their tongues wrestle together. Whining, her arm encircles his neck. The feeling of trust and desire grows between the two.
“Is it always that fast, Uncle John?”
John smiles at her, then gives her a quick kiss. “Not usually. You were just over excited. It can take longer now that you've had your first. I'm happy to be the one to give you your first climax.”
“That was my first time sucking a cock too. I liked it a lot.”
“IF we do it again, we can do it on the bed. We'll have more room.”
“I'm glad you let me stay with you tonight. Can I sleep with you, so you can hold me?”
“We'll see Vicky. That could be very complicated. I have to be very careful, I don't want you to think that we have to do anything.”
“But what if I want to do more, Uncle John?”
“There's a lot more than what we did, I don't want to rush you. You'll have plenty of time to learn.” John kisses her cheek, smiling at her.
“But it felt so good. How can that be wrong?”
“Someone your age isn't supposed to know about doing something like this. But you can sleep with me tonight. I'll just have to behave myself,” John says, kissing her again. He rolls onto his back, and fastens his pants. Pulling Vicky on top of him, he awkwardly stands, lifting Vicky in the process. “Let's get you cleaned up. The cum is drying on your chin.”
Giggling, Vicky says, “It felt good there, but it is drying.”
“It's on your T-shirt too, what do you say we take a shower?” John asks.
“Really!? Together?”
“Sure. I can wash your shirt tomorrow. That way your Dad won't know.”
In the bathroom, John pulls her shirt over head, leaving her naked. He turns the shower on, removing his own clothes as the water warms. Vicky follows close behind when he steps under the water. Looking down at his cock, she sees it is much smaller than it was when it was in her mouth. Wanting another look, she reaches out with her hand to hold it. John's cock immediately begins to swell. A smile crosses her face as it grows in her hand.
“Be careful Vicky, it's starting to like you,” John warns.
“I already like IT, “she giggles. “Why did it get little?”
“It's always smaller, until someone sexy takes it in her hand. Then my blood rushes there, making it hard.”
“I'm sexy?” she asks, with shyness.
“Very much so. You are very close to becoming my downfall. You're a very dangerous girl.”
“I don't mean to be,” she says, in a sing-song voice. “If you let me practice, then I'll get better. Then you'll really like it. You can teach me to do it better..” Vicky says, like there's no other reasoning.
“Well we've done enough practicing for the night. So let's get finished here and get ready for bed.”
They finish washing each other, then John turns the water off. Stepping out of the shower, John gets two plush bath towels and take turns drying each other off. Gathering up their clothes and towels, John heads to the laundry room to throw them in the wash. He had forgotten their clothes from the rain, so he throws them in the dryer. He quickly decides the best option is to dry both loads together. They are both really small loads anyway. Once back upstairs, he sees her sitting naked on his bed. “I guess I better get you something to sleep in.”
“Why? I like it like this. You said I was sexy, didn't you?”
Failing to find fault in her logic, he just nods his head. “You're sexy, but sitting there naked won't make me like you any less,” John mumbles.
“Duh. I'm your favorite niece, remember?”
“As you forgot to point out, Miss Smarty-Pants, you're my only niece.”
“Now that I sucked your cock, I'm really, really your favorite,” she says, giggling.
“Shut up and get in bed,” John says, laughing. Somehow, in all their playful banter, he has forgotten to go find something for his niece to wear to bed.
Vicky crawls to the middle of the bed, then turns and looks at her Uncle. “Which side do you sleep on, Uncle John?”
“I sleep over here by the clock, so you can have the other side,” John instructs her.
Vicky lays down in the middle of the bed, facing the clock. She smiles brightly up at him, and says, “You don't want me too far away, in case you get scared.”
“And why would I be scared, Missy?”
“Now that we made each other come, you might wake up in the dark and miss me,” she says, with a prim and proper look.
“Aren't you ready to go to sleep yet?”
“Not until you get in bed and kiss me like a girlfriend,” she sweetly states.
“Oh, my aching ass,” John mumbles.
“What's wrong with your ass?”
John busts out in laughter. “You really are something. I'm glad you're here tonight. That is just a saying.”
But John does as she wishes. He gets in bed, covers up, and pulls her to him. His lips press to hers', her mouth opening, inviting his tongue to wrestle with hers'. Moaning softly, she revels at his touch. His hand rubs her ass, and she moans deeper. It's almost a growl. The kiss breaks, and Vicky snuggles into his side. Sleep soon overcomes her.
The next morning, Vicky wakes with her Uncle John holding her to him. She feels his hand caressing her ass. Looking up at him, she sees that he is already awake. A smile crosses her face and she says, “Good morning, Uncle John. I slept so good next to you.”
“I have to say, that I slept very well too. In fact, I slept better than I have in a very long time. I don't think you moved all night.”
Vicky cranes her head up to his, and kisses him sweetly. “I hope I get to sleep like this every time that I'm over here with you. But I have to go pee now. I don't want to get up though.”
“Well, go ahead, I'll start breakfast. I've got to dry the clothes too. Your Dad wouldn't like it if he shows up and sees his daughter naked.”
Vicky giggles, as she slowly throws the covers back to get out of bed. “Wow. It looks cooler than it did last night,” she says, looking at his dick. “If you had a wife, I bet she'd want it all the time.”
“I don't have a wife though, and I plan to keep it that way. Now go on,” he says, slapping her ass playfully.
John stops by the half-bath off the laundry room before putting their clothes in the dryer. After setting the coffee maker, he starts to make her breakfast. Vicky walks in, just as John is setting the bacon and eggs on the table. “There you are. I was thinking I had to come find you.”
Vicky takes her seat while John sets another plate with toast on the table. “This is my favorite breakfast, Uncle John. What are we going to do today? Can we have more fun, since we're already naked?”
“As much as I'd like to, I don't think we should today. But if you come stay over again, then maybe,” John tells her.
A huge smile beams across her face, after biting her bacon. “I really liked it. Maybe it won't be so fast the next time.”
“I'll try to make it last longer next time,” John says, chuckling.
“Hopefully it will be real soon. Do you always have that much stuff come out?” she asks, eagerly.
“For you? I probably will. You're pretty sexy, remember? So I got a little excited.”
“I like that you think I'm sexy. That was really awesome what you did to me. I never felt anything like that.”
“I loved eating your cunt. It has a sweet taste to it. The best I've ever tasted.”
This pleases Vicky. The thought that her Uncle likes how she tastes, gives her ideas for things to come in the near future.
“Well, since we didn't watch the movie last night, can we watch it now?” Vicky asks him.
“Sure. But we're going to watch it today, not play around,” he tells her.
“Okay,” she says dejected. “But can you still hold me?”
John smiles at her. “Sure thing. I'd be happy to.”
John restarts the DVD in the player, then they settle on the couch to enjoy their day. There is no plan other than to watch the movie, and maybe the sequel. Vicky snuggles up close to John, her naked body feeling warm up against him. His arm is around her, his hand rubbing on her tight little ass. Between movies, they take a bathroom break. Before starting the second movie, John gets them both a drink and sets them on the coffee table.
“We're going to have to get dressed before long, Vicky. Your Dad will be off of work soon, then he'll be here to pick you up.”
“I wish we didn't have to get dressed. I'm trying really hard to be good,” Vicky tells him. “I wish you'd let me suck it again before I have to leave.”
“I know, Angel. You are being good. But we can't take the chance, he could arrive early.” John hugs her, then kisses the top of her head.
After the movie ends, John gets their clothes from the dryer, so that they can get dressed. He fixes them both some lunch, just a simple tuna sandwich each and a huge bag of chips.
“At least my sleep shirt doesn't have cum on it now,” Vicky giggles.
John chuckles, then says, “Maybe next time, we can make sure you're not wearing it. That way it stays clean.”
Vicky gives her Uncle an enthusiastic smile. “Next time, I'll make sure to swallow it all for you.”
Just then, they hear a truck pull up outside. John goes to the door to let Steven in.
“Hey Brother,” Steven says, as he gets to the door.
“Daddy,” Vicky says, excitedly. “I'm glad to see you. We had a lot of fun.”
“I'm glad, Princess. Maybe you will want to do it again.”
“Oh yes, Daddy. I really do! I can't wait.” she giggles.
“Are you about ready to head home then?” Steven asks her.
“Yes. I have my bag right here. Uncle John washed everything for me, so it doesn't need washing now.” Vicky turns to John and hugs him tight. “Thank you for everything last night, Uncle John. I had so much fun.”
“You're welcome, Angel. Maybe next time we can have even more fun.”
“Bye Uncle John,” Vicky calls over her shoulder.
Vicky and her Dad, ride home in almost silence. She has other things on her mind. “I wonder if Daddy's cock is as nice as Uncle John's. Would his cum taste the same? I need to figure a way to find out.”
Chapter 3
“What are we going to do tonight?” Vicky asks her Dad, dropping her bag in the foyer. Her mind is racing, thoughts running through her head on how to get her Dad to let her see his cock. “Uncle John had been easier than I thought. And him licking my pussy was so very good,” she thinks. She smiles inwardly at the memory.
“I haven't thought about tonight. I guess we can do whatever you want. I missed you not being here last night, Princess. I can even order a pizza, if you want,” Steven tells her.
“Cool. East Side Pizza has the best. But no anchovies,” Vicky insists, with a look of disgust.
“Okay. Go put your bag away, and I'll order the pizza,” Steven tells her.
Vicky grabs her bag, then retreats to her room. “I think some of that fancy perfume Mom gave me the last time she was here should help. But not too much. I don't want to stink. That should make him more likely to show me his dick.” She dabs a tiny amount behind her ears. Then she looks her sundress over to make sure it's still clean. She hasn't worn it all that long since her Uncle washed it. “Yup. It looks good. Daddy likes it when I wear dresses.” She slips her panties off and tosses them in the dirty clothes basket. She giggles at her lack of panties. “This feels good. I hope he licks my pussy, like Uncle John did. That felt so awesome. Just imagine if they both let me suck their cocks.”
Her nails still look good, so she brushes her long hair, letting it cascade down her back.“ Ready or not Daddy, here I come.” The preteen seductress exits her room, heading to the kitchen.
“My, don't you look pretty, Vicky. And you smell really good too. Is that the perfume your Mom left you?” Steven inquires.
“Yes it is. I figure I had to wear it at some point. Might as well be now,” Vicky tells him, with a big smile.
“I'm going to run change from my suit. I'll try not to be too shabby for you tonight,” her Dad says jokingly.
After he's gone, Vicky thinks fast. She gets plates and napkins, setting them on the table. Then she fills two glasses with soda, and also sets them beside the plates. “Ooh, candles. Think fast, Vicky.” Then she remembers the two fat candles in the foyer. “These will have to do. I hope Bay Berry will be okay,” she says, to herself. She sets them on the table, close to the plates. “Now, where is a lighter? Oh yeah, the one for lighting the grill.” Quickly grabbing the lighter, she carefully lights both candles.
She quickly runs to the door when she hears the pizza delivery guy knock. “I'm glad Daddy always pays with his card,” she giggles. Taking the pizza, she takes it to the kitchen. She dims the lights after placing two slices each on the plates. “So far, so good,” Vicky mumbles. She's standing by the table, as her Dad walks in. She smiles brightly at him.
“Wow. You've gone all out tonight. This looks great,” Steven praises her.
“I want tonight to be special. You never go on a date or anything. So tonight, I'm your date,” Vicky says, with pride.
“It's an honor, Miss Vicky.” Steven walks over and slides her chair out, letting her sit, before pushing it in. Then he joins her, sitting close to her.“I can't get over how pretty you are. It seems you get prettier every day,” Steven tells her.
“Thank you, Daddy. That makes me feel special,” she says, adoringly. “You look very nice too. I'm sorry I called you, and Uncle John, old.”
“That's okay. I would think so too, if I was still twelve. I don't feel old, so that's a good thing.”
They enjoy their pizza together, talking about their day at the water park yesterday. Vicky tells him about the fun at her Uncle's house, and how she'd like todo it again.
“Since you liked it so much, I don't see why you can't. We'll just have to coordinate it with him,” her Dad says.
“Maybe I'll take some of my own movies next time,” Vicky says, slyly.
Thunder crashes, and lightning flashes through the windows, as they finish putting away the leftovers. “Wow! That was loud,” Vicky exclaims.
“It looks like it's going to be 'one of those nights,'” Steven laments.
“I sure hope the power doesn't go out,” Vicky says. But under her breath, she mumbles, “I kinda hope it does.”
“We can watch television for awhile, before it's time for bed. How's that sound?” he asks her.
“That'll be great.” She steps in close and hugs her Dad tight, when another crash of thunder sounds.
“I've never known you to be scared of storms,” Steven says. He doesn't see her smiling against his chest.
“But I am, Daddy. Sometimes they are way too loud.” She tries to lose the smile on her face before straightening. “This is working out better than I thought,” she thinks. “I hope I get to taste Daddy.”
The television drones on as she tries to figure out how to start. During a commercial break, the power goes out. A squeal of surprise escapes Vicky.
“Well Vicky, I guess there's nothing left to do but go to bed. We can get some extra sleep. Good thing we didn't blow out the candles yet. Steven carefully makes his way to the kitchen to get the flashlight from the drawer in the kitchen. He licks his fingers, and snuffs one of the candles. Once back in the living room, he hands the flashlight to Vicky. “I'll take the candle with me. You can take the flashlight to get to your room. I'm going to take a shower, then go to bed.”
“Okay, Daddy,” she says, dejectedly. She heads to her room, trying to figure out how she can still see his cock. “I can't see it in the dark,” she mumbles in her room. Vicky hears the shower start and wonders if she can sneak in to see. “Nah, it's still too dark.” While looking out the window, she sees the security light on the garage light up. She tries the light switch in her room, and her room becomes awash with light. “Yes! Now there's light again.” Her mind races, trying to think of a way. Then it comes to her. Shucking her clothes in a flaying arm rush, she switches off her light, Vicky sneaks quietly to her Dad's room. “It's a good thing the doors don't squeak,” she thinks. There's no light in the room, just the faint flicker of the candle, shining from under the bathroom door. He hadn't turned any lights on. Making her way carefully to the bed, she crawls in and covers up.
Laying there in bed, she hopes he doesn't realize the power is back on. She hears the water stop running, her heart racing. The light from the candle goes away, the soft click of the bathroom door sounds. Vicky can hear his bare feet across the carpet in her Dad's room. Steven sits on the bed, sighing in relief of a long day. He lays down and covers himself. Vicky pounces on him before he can get comfortable. He cries out in surprise.
“Can I sleep with you Daddy? I'm scared of the storm,” she says, with fear in her voice.
“You scared the crap out of me, Vicky. I'll have to get some boxers to...” he starts to say. Vicky has wasted no time in finding his cock and wrapping her hand around it. “What are you doing, Vicky?” he says, then realizing he is feeling her nakedness. “Where's your clothes, Young Lady?”
“In my room. I don't need them,” she explains. Vicky squeezes his cock, so that he can't push her hand away. It begins to grow in her hand. Excitement rushes through her. It's getting harder as she begins to stroke it. “Can I see it, pleeeeeease? I really want to,” Vicky pleads.
“You need to let go of me, Vicky,” Steven tells her.
“It doesn't feel like you want me to do that, Daddy,” she giggles. “So can I?”
“This is so wrong, Vicky. I'm your Father.”
“And you're supposed to teach me about things like this,” Vicky says, as a matter of fact.
“Can we do this tomorrow?” Steven almost begs.
“No. I want to see it now.”
“There's no light, so you can't see anything.”
Vicky giggles, and says, “The power is back on. Just turn your light on so I can take a looksee. Please Daddy?”
Steven reaches out and turns the bedside lamp on. The room is illuminated with light. “This isn't a good idea, Vicky. I'm your Father, and You're only twelve,” Steven says, in a last ditch effort.
“I just want to look at it. I want to see yours,” Vicky says.
Steven's head drops back on his pillow in resignation. Vicky slowly strokes his cock, seeing a drop of precum ooze from the tip of his cock. Feeling his head drop back, Vicky sees her chance. Lowering her own head, she opens her mouth and takes his cock inside her mouth. With a grunt, Steven goes to sit up, then feels her teeth gently bite down on the head of his cock. He knows better than try to get away from this predicament. Vicky's tongue swirls around the head of his cock behind her teeth. Unable to control himself, he softly moans. Knowing she has won. Vicky loosens the enamel gripping her Dad's cock. Steven is resigned to the fact that his daughter, his little girl, is sucking his dick.
“If she keeps this up, she's in for a big surprise.” Steven thinks. “Then she won't want to do it ever again.”
“This is so cool,” Vicky thinks, while continuing to suck her Dad's dick. “It's just like Uncle John's. I hope his cum tastes just as good.” Her head slowly bobs up and down on Steven's cock. His moans tell her she's doing everything correctly. Every now and then, it twitches in her mouth. Her tongue swirls along the underside of his cock. She caresses his balls lovingly. Her Dad lays his hand on top of her head, encouraging her to take him deeper. Just like with her Uncle, she can't take all of it in her mouth. The tip is at her throat, but any deeper and she will gag.
“God Vicky. This is amazing,” Steven sighs.
“Yes it is,” Vicky thinks. “It's my second cock in two days. None of the girls at school would believe this... even if I wanted to tell. I bet they wouldn't suck.” Her tongue plays with the foreskin of her Daddy's dick. It delights her to hear him moan. “I wonder if my Mom sucked it for him.” Her Dad's moans are getting louder, and she feels his rock hard cock begin to swell. Preparing herself for what is about to happen, she slows the bobbing of her head. Cum erupts into her mouth. Quickly swallowing, she moans with pride at what she's made her Daddo. Vicky swallows after each spurt of cum, not letting any get away from her. The last couple of spurts are smaller, so she sucks the last from his dick before swallowing one last time. Satisfied that she has it all, she sits up smiling at her Father. She smiles proudly at him, before asking, “Did I do it right? How did it feel?”
It takes a few seconds for Steven to answer her. “That was amazing, Vicky. I don't think I've ever come so hard. I can't believe you swallowed it all.”
“I think I like it,” she says, carefully. She's not ready to admit that she sucked Uncle John's cock too. “Does it feel good when you blow up like that? What does it feel like?” she asks, hopefully. Her pussy is already wet from the excitement of sucking him. But inside, she is wanting him to lick her, like Uncle John did. “Can he lick my pussy just as good,” she wonders.
“This is so very wrong, but it's only fair that you know how it feels too. Lay down here, and we'll get started on learning a few things,” Steven tells her.
Vicky quickly lays down as instructed. Her heart is beating, like it wants out of her chest. Her legs fly open, exposing her cunt to her Dad. She smiles up at him. He lays between her legs and places hers over his shoulders. “Damn, this feels great already,” she thinks. The little seductress is waiting for her Daddy to eat her pussy, and give her another climax.
Steven's tongue snakes out, giving her slit a tentative lick. Chills run through her at the feeling. Her body tenses up at first. It feels amazing. She lifts her tight little ass up to press her pussy against his mouth. Juices begin to flow from inside her. “I'd love to feel like this all the time,” the thought going through her mind. Steven's hands push her legs back towards her head. His tongue delving into her. One of his hands, goes to her chest, tweaking a nipple. She squeals in surprise. His other hand works its way to her pussy lips, spreading her wider for his tongue to reach inside. The juices from her pussy are flowing freer now, the excitement growing within her. Steven's tongue glides through the lips of her cunt with ease. Then it finds her clit, sending waves of joy, causing her legs to tighten around his neck. While manipulating her clit with his tongue, a finger finds the tiny hole of her love tunnel. It carefully circles the wet, warm treasure, until it meets the barrier protecting her innocence. It's close to hurting, but she doesn't want it to stop. The invading finger withdraws, now wet with the fluids of her inner body. The finger now finds her little rosebud, circling, looking for a chance to enter.
“Daddy,” Vicky whimpers. His hand on her chest, once again tweaks her nipple. The tongue flicks across her clit. With a slight push, the finger probing at her little star enters where she had no idea it could. As the finger invades her ass, the ring of striated muscle squeezes it tightly. The finger is coated with the juices from her pussy, allowing the persistent digit free access to her inner core. Slowly working into her a little at a time. In and out. In and out. Moaning loudly, the sphincter relaxes. “Damn. Who knew that would feel so good?” she thinks. “I like it.” Her Dad continues to finger-fuck her ass.
Vicky feels that glorious pressure building deep inside her, the same pressure she felt with her Uncle John last night. She is close to another climax, but with her own Father. “That feels so good, Daddy,” she informs him with a sigh. His tongue battles with her clit. The hand on her chest, crosses to her other nipple, tweaking gently. Her climax hits her. Vicky's body begins to convulse and shake. The finger continues in her ass. “D-D-Daddy,” she screams. Juices flow freely from her pussy. Steven's tongue, continues flicking the little love button, until she finally begins to calm, coming down from her orgasmic high.
Steven moves up to place soft kisses on her neck and mouth. “That is how it feels, Princess,” her Dad tells her. “Your cunt tastes very good, by the way.”
Vicky gives him an exhausted smile. “That was...,” unable to find the words. “It was incredible, I don't know how to say how good that felt.”
“I'm very glad you liked it. I never thought that I'd eat my daughter's pussy.” Steven says, softly. He begins kissing her, her mouth opens inviting his tongue. Vicky wraps her arms around his neck, her legs trying to wrap around his waist. Moaning with enthusiasm, she returns his kiss.
“Wow! Daddy is just as good as Uncle John,” she thinks, the thought rushing through her mind. “Who needs a boyfriend?” Vicky feels her Dad's cock on her thigh. It's getting hard again. They break their kiss and she buries her face in his shoulder. Smiling to herself, she says, “Daddy? Your getting hard. I can feel it growing.”
“I can't help it, Princess. It's not everyday that a naked, pretty girl, is wrapped around me,” Steven tells her. “You're so beautiful.”
“Really Dad?” Vicky asks. “Can we do more? I want to know what it feels like in my pussy. Pleeeease?
“That's a little much, don't you think?”
“I want to, Daddy,” Vicky pleads with him. “You're the one I trust. Mom says I should trust whoever does it. And that's you.”
“I don't know, Vicky. That's a pretty big step.”
“I can feel that you want to. You don't want some boy that doesn't care doing it, do you?” Vicky asks, using twisted logic.
Steven's cock is rock hard now. The thought of fucking his little girl is swirling around in his mind. “Are you sure? You know it's going to hurt your first time.”
“Yes, Daddy. I know. And I'm definitely sure. I want you to be my first,” Vicky says.
With a resigned sigh, Steven just says, “Okay. But you have to stop me if it's too much.”
“Okay,” Vicky states, in triumph. “I'm already wet for you. I can't get more ready.”
Nestled between Vicky's thighs, Steven looks her in the eyes. Vicky is full of uncertainty at what to expect. She knows it's going to hurt, but how much? Never the less, she is full of want. Full of need. Her legs are still around her Dad's waist, his cock now at her tiny opening. The adult cock pushes ever closer. Looking down, she sees his dick that is about to impale her. He rubs it up and down her slit using his hand. Glistening with the moisture from her cunt, they are both ready. The lips of her labia spread. Steven pushes further. “This is going to hurt, no matter how careful he is,” she thinks. She steels herself, the large cock pushes forward. The tip enters. Her hymen is there, then it isn't. She cries out with the sting of it tearing. Steven stops. He rest there, giving her time to adjust.
“Are you okay, Princess? Do you want me to stop?”
Her answer is to raise her ass, taking more of him in. She shakes her head, 'No'. Very slowly, Steven pushes more into her. Waiting a few seconds, she urges him on. “More Dad. Don't quit.” Steven pulls back, then slowly pushes forward again. He does this several times, then the tip hits another obstruction within. After a moment, he begins a slow rhythm. In. Out. In. Out.
“God Vicky. You're so tight,” she hears her Dad say. She smiles at this, knowing that he is inside her. He carefully fucks her. Her cunt squeezing his cock. Vicky's pussy is stretched to its limit. It hurts, but not as bad. “Dad is fucking me. He's really fucking me,” she thinks. “I'm a woman now.” Arms around his neck, she holds tight. The feeling of his cock moving in her pussy is pure joy. She tears up just a little at the caution he is using. “I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too, Princess. I can't believe I'm almost ready to come again,” Steven whispers.
“You're bigger than I thought. But I really like it,” Vicky says, before kissing her Dad again. It's starting to feel good. She can feel the beginning of the pressure again. The cock within her, massages the walls of her pussy. Her juices are flowing, lubricating his cock.
“I'm not going to last long, Vicky,” Steven grunts.
Every time he goes in, the tip of his dick touches her cervix. Her own climax is close. The first shot of his cum, splatters the walls of her pussy. She feels her pussy filling with cum. It sends her over the edge. Vicky cries out as her climax wracks her body. Cum is pushed out of her cunt each time her Dad pushes in. Steven slows and they come down together.
“Thanks Dad. That was great,” Vicky says quietly. “I hope we can do it again.”
“Not tonight. I haven't done it twice in a long time,” he chuckles.
“I didn't mean tonight, Silly. You're really big. It's hard to believe that it fit,” Vicky says.
“I didn't think it would go in either,” says Steven. “I hope I didn't hurt you.”
“Only at first. But it started not to hurt once you were in me. Dad? Can I sleep with you tonight? I wasn't really scared.”
“Under the circumstances, I'd love it if you slept with me. God knows there's room in the bed.”
“You put a lot in me, ”Vicky giggles. “It feels good. How long does it stay there?”
“It'll be gone in the morning, most likely,” her Dad tells her.
“Oh. Too bad,” Vicky says with disappointment. “It feels like an awful lot. My pussy is full.”
Steven pulls her to his side. Vicky snuggles in tight to him. “Thanks again, Dad.” She sits up and kisses him warmly, before laying down again. Once more, she snuggles in tight. “Good night, Dad.”
- Good night to you, Princess.”
Before falling asleep, Vicky thinks back on the night with her Dad. She also thinks about her Uncle John. “That was so good. I'd like to get Uncle John to do that too. They are the two men that I love. And they both love me. Life can't get any better.
Vicky wakes slowly the next morning. She goes to stretch, then feels the soreness. Then she remembers that she's in her Dad's bed. She smiles through the pain. “I'm not a virgin anymore. Daddy fucked me. God that was awesome,” she thinks. Vicky slowly gets out of bed. Moving gingerly, she heads to the bathroom. The smell of bacon assaults her nose. She finishes quickly and starts toward the kitchen. Halfway, she hears Uncle John's voice. Entering the kitchen, she gives him a big smile.
“Hey, Angel. How ya doin' this morning?” Uncle John asks.
“I'm great. How about you?”
“I'm good. But the power is out at my place, so I came over for breakfast.”
“It went out here for a little while. Daddy let me sleep with him, because I was scared.”
“That's because you have a good Dad.”
“Yeah. He's the best,” Vicky says, giggling. “Are you going to be here long? I'm going to take a hot bath after breakfast.”
“Maybe. I don't have anything planned for today. Are you okay, Vicky? You seem to be walking a little strange.”
“Just a little sore. That's why I'm going to soak in the tub,” Vicky tells him.
“Well, if you don't have to do anything, would you mind watching Vicky for a little while this afternoon? I have to go to the office for a couple of hours,” Steven asks.
Vicky gets a sly grin on her face, that neither man can see.
“Sure. That's no problem. I can watch Vicky almost any time you need me to,” John says.
“No problem huh?” Vicky thinks. “We'll see about that.”
“Is that okay with you, Vicky?” her dad asks.
“Oh yes. I'm looking forward to Uncle John watching me.”
“Alright then. Just remember to behave,” Steven says.
“Don't worry, Daddy. I'll be real good,” Vicky says, sweetly. “I'm going to take my bath now.”
Chapter 4
Vicky goes down the hall to the bathroom. She starts the water, letting it fill the tub with all that wonderful heated goodness. It's almost like cum, only better for your sore spots. While it's filling, she tries to decide which one of her new bodywashes she wants to use. “Yeah, Uncle John might like the Green Apple the best. So Green Apple it is,” The hot water relieves the soreness between her legs. “I wish Daddy would hurry and leave. Then Uncle John can put his cock in me like Daddy did, That felt so good. I bet he'll put a lot of cum in me too.”
Laying back in the tub, her fingers reach between her legs. Vicky finds her clit, and runs her finger across it several times. It just doesn't feel the same as when her Dad did it. Or Uncle John either. They made it feel much, much better. “I feel a lot better already,” she thinks. Vicky giggles to herself, knowing she didn't bring any clothes to the bathroom. “Uncle John will stare at me again. At least I hope so.”
Vicky smiles, when her Dad knocks on the door and tells her that he's leaving now. “Be good for your Uncle John, Princess,” her Dad says.
“I will, Dad,” Vicky answers. “I'll be very good,” she thinks.
Vicky can barely hear her Dad's car start. She lets the water out of the tub and quickly dries off, after stepping out. “I hope you're ready, Uncle John. I know my pussy is.”
Once she's dry, she brushes her long hair out. She applies bodyspray wanting to smell good for her Uncle. Her towel is tossed into the clothes basket. Satisfied, she opens the door and starts to the living room. Giggling to herself, she thinks, “Get ready Uncle John, I want you in my pussy.”
John isn't looking her way, when she enters. Vicky smiles, before saying, “I'm finished with my bath, Uncle John.” John turns toward her, his mouth hanging open.“Bingo,” she thinks. “He likes that I'm naked.”
“Vicky! You're naked!” John says, stating the obvious.
“Yes. I like being naked for you. Now, I don't have to get undressed,” Vicky says.
“But...you're naked,” John stammers.
“Who are you? Captain Obvious?” Vicky giggles. “You should be naked too.”
“I don't think that's a good idea.”
“What's that in you're shorts then? Part of you thinks it's a good idea,” Vicky says, while pointing at her Uncles growing bulge.
“Damn it Vicky. You're standing there naked, what do you expect to happen?”
“I expect you to get naked too,” Vicky says, with her hands on her bony hips. “Well? I'm waiting.”
“Vicky, I think...,”John stops talking as a very naked, pretty Vicky climbs on his lap.
“Look,” she says, leaning in to kiss her Uncle. “I want this,” another kiss. “You want this,” stating, with a longer kiss. “Quit stalling. Get naked. That thing under me is getting harder,” Vicky says, while squirming on the cock in his shorts. “You don't want a mess in your shorts, do you?” she asks, with the sweetest smile she can muster.
John lets out a slow, long sigh. His hands cup her ass cheeks, kneading them gently. “Vicky ,you don't play fair. I can get in so much trouble doing this with you.”
“Not unless you tell someone. I'm not telling, you can trust me on that.” She leans into him again for a deeper kiss. “Now hurry up,” she urges.
Vicky starts to get off his lap, but John pulls her to him. His hands still on her ass, he stands. “Let's go to your room. You'll be more comfortable,” John says, carrying Vicky down the hall. Her arms wrap around his neck and her head rests on his shoulder. You're just too damn sexy Vicky. And you smell great too.” John holds her tight against his chest as they get closer to her room.
“I don't have boobs, or even hair. Do you really think I'm sexy, Uncle John?” she asks, softly into his chest.
“Yes I do, Angel. You are dangerously sexy. I just want to eat you up,” John returns, just as softly.
Vicky giggles, and says, “That's what I want. I want you to eat me.”
“Well, if that's what my Angel wants, then that's what she'll get,” he says, as he tosses her on her bed.
Vicky giggles loudly when she lands on her bed. She lays on her back, knees up and slightly open, watching her Uncle unbutton his shirt. “God, they're both so hot,” she thinks. “They are identical in almost every way. It's like being with the same man.”
“I'm going to take my time on that pretty little cunt of yours. You're going to scream when you come,” John warns her.
“Promises, promises,” Vicky whispers to him. “But you have to come too. I like it when you do.”
John stops unbuttoning his shirt, and just pulls it over his head. He quickly unfastens his shorts, letting them drop to the floor. Stepping out of them, he is quick to get his boxers off. Vicky slyly smiles when his cock springs free, pointing straight out at her. “It looks happy to see me,” she tells him.
“Well, it should behave itself. But it has a mind of its own, at a time like this,” her Uncle tells her. “A hard cock has gotten many a man in trouble since the beginning of time,” John says, while kneeling down between her luscious, open thighs.
“You want me to eat you?” John asks, her softly. “Like this...,” he asks, while licking up beside her slit. A shiver runs through her body.
“Yes,” she says softly.
“Or like this...,” he asks, licking up the other side.
“Yes, Uncle John,” Vicky says. “Please, Eat...,” she starts to say, as his tongue slides through the lips of her slit. “Oooh,” she gets out. Moaning quietly as his tongue slides through once again.
John kisses each side of her cunt, her moans growing louder. He takes her legs and places one on each side of his head. Her legs go around his neck, holding him to her. Vicky's body shudders when he continues his slow, methodical licking. “Oh, my God, this feels so good,” she thinks. The heels of her bare feet dig into his shoulder blades. Juices begin to slowly flow from her pussy. John reaches between her legs and his finger touches the cleft of her cunt, His tongue finds her clit and flicks across it. He carefully slides a finger into her, expecting to hit her barrier.
Vicky's ass raises up when his finger enters deeper. She's expecting to feel discomfort, but there is none. Only her Uncle's finger sliding into her. Still, her moans grow louder. John slowly starts finger fucking Vicky's cunt as his tongue gently tickles her clit. His tongue and finger work together. Her legs tighten around his neck. As they clamp down, her ass raises off the bed. Her mind stops thinking clearly. All she knows is that this feels great. “Fuck. This isn't going to last long,” she thinks. “The slower he goes, the faster I'm losing it.”
John makes deep, long strokes with his finger inside of her. Twisting his finger left and right. He curls his finger upwards, rubbing against a spot inside her that sends shivers through her again. Vicky can hear the juices of her cunt squishing, as his finger goes in and out of her. Her Uncle uses one arm to push her legs back towards her head. The finger continues to fuck her. His tongue flicks back and forth over her clit. Her mind is completely gone now, oblivious of everything around her.
With his finger covered in her juices, he finds her tight little anus. The coated finger slides in to his knuckle. Her legs buck at the sensation. It delves deeper, working her rectum to loosen it. It dives deeper. Instantly, without warning, her body tenses. Her senses explode in her head. John's tongue fucks into her cunt. Unable to think, Vicky's body lets go in a hard and fast orgasm. She hears a scream. It's her. Shaking and convulsing through it, her pussy presses up to her Uncle's mouth. The orgasm goes on and on. Her fists pull at the sheets. She screams again in ecstacy. John slows his tongue and finger, allowing her to come down from her orgasm. Vicky whimpers when it eases.
Her Uncle comes up beside her, taking her into his arms. She rolls toward him, burying her face into his shoulder. Her breathing is still ragged, erratic. Moans still escape her.
“You're okay, Angel. Just relax. Try to take deeper breaths.”
John holds her tight, rubbing his free hand down her hair. Vicky's breathing slows, becoming more even. “Oh. My. God,” she whispers. “What did you do to me, Uncle John?”
John chuckles quietly. “I just gave you what you needed, Vicky. That ought to hold you, for awhile.”
“That was fantastic. I wish I could feel like that every day. I thought I was going to pass out though. Can I make you do that too?”
“I'm happy just being with you,” John says. He lays back, pulling Vicky on top of him. She kisses him with a gentle passion. Her tongue licks across his lips. John moans deeply. Vicky's mouth opens and his own tongue chases hers back into the warm recess of her mouth.
Vicky sits up and smiles slyly at him. “Can I just sit on it and let it rub on my pussy,” she asks, hoping he says yes.
“I don't see a problem with that, I might cum though.”
“Oh, you will,” she thinks. “You might even go in. An accident, of course.”
Vicky pushes herself back, her cunt resting on his cock. She begins sliding her pussy slowly along his dick. The half hard cock, begins to grow underneath her. John runs his hands up and down her thighs. Her juices leaking from within her lubricate his cock. His is now rock hard, making it easier to glide back and forth. “This feels really good, Uncle John,” she says, her eyes half closed.
Raising up above his cock, she reaches back and takes him in her hand. Her Uncle groans as she rubs her slit with the tip of his cock. Her juices further lubricate him. Reluctantly, she lowers herself to slide back and forth again. Vicky's pussy is throbbing. The desire to feel his cock in her pussy growing. Raising up again, she uses his cock-head to slide between her very wet pussy lips. “Okay. Here goes,” she thinks. His cock passes her opening. She quickly, but carefully drops down a little bit. The tip of his cock enters her hot pussy. John's eyes open wide, but before he can say anything, she lets his dick slide further into her little spot of heaven. “You're in, Uncle John,” she says, smiling. “This is what I really want.”
“You shouldn't be doing this, Vicky.”
“But I want it, Uncle John. You feel so damn good in me,” Vicky says, with a moan.
“God Vicky. You're so tight. Doesn't it hurt?” John asks, with genuine concern.
“Only a little. But it's so good,” she says, looking him in the eyes. “I've been wanting to feel your cock in my pussy. Now you are. Do you like it?”
“I'm not dead. Of course I like it. But you shouldn't be doing this,” John says. Anger and desire battle within him.
Vicky pushes herself down, his cock slips deep in her cunt. She feels him touch her deep. This is as much as she can take inside. Vicky starts to slowly ride him. Up, then down. His slick dick stretching the walls of her pussy.
They both moan loudly. Up. Down. Her legs are weak after her orgasm. But she continues to ride his hardness... The burning need between her legs is a fire that needs quenching.
With both of them moaning, they don't hear that Steven has come home. When he hears voices in her room, he decides to let them know that his meeting was canceled. He suddenly stops at her door, not believing what he is seeing. Vicky is facing him with closed eyes, they're laying sideways on the bed. She's naked, on top of his naked brother.
“What do you think you're doing,” he shouts.
John's cock instantly goes soft as Vicky turns in horror. His cock falls out of her with a comical plop.
“Daddy!” Vicky gasps.
“I-I-I,” John starts, unable to find words. He's unable to sit up with Vicky on top of him. The shock he feels doesn't help.
“I asked, what are you doing?” Steven asks again, looking from Vicky, to John, and back again.
“I just wanted to know if it felt as good with Uncle John as it did with you,” Vicky stammers.
Steven and John look at each other in total shock. “You mean...?” John begins.
“Shut up, John,” Steven snaps.
“But Daddy, it felt so good last night. I wanted to know,” Vicky quickly says. “Don't be mad at him, it wasn't his fault.”
“But Vicky, you're only twelve,” her Dad says.
“I tricked him. He didn't want to do it. And me being twelve didn't matter last night,” Vicky says, with as much confidence that she could muster. “Why can't I, if I want to?”
“Vicky...,” Steven starts. He then stops, not knowing how to argue with her. “Well, how was it?” he asks defeated, not knowing what to do.
“I don't know,” Vicky says, with sadness. “We didn't get to finish.”
Unable to control himself, Steven laughs. “So...what are we supposed to do? I didn't expect you'd be fucking for a few more years.”
“But we did last night. I really wanted to know if it felt the same with Uncle John,” Vicky explains quietly.
“I didn't hurt her, Steve. I tried to resist her, but I couldn't,” John says.
“I can totally understand that part. I couldn't either,” Steven says. “I don't know if I'm mad or not. I don't know what I'm supposed to do.”
“If you're not mad, does that mean I can still do it?” Vicky asks demurely.
“You amaze me, Vicky,” Steven says. “I don't know what to say. There is no 'right' or 'wrong' answer to this. But from the looks of that,” Steven says, pointing at John's cock, “You're not going to finish.”
Taking that as approval, Vicky turns away from her father. Not wanting to miss her chance, she turns around and leans down to suck her Uncle hard again. Her pussy is now in John's face. John grunts in surprise. Steven is surprised too to see his daughter take his brother's cock in her mouth. Standing there behind her upturned naked ass after having moved up to the side of the bed, his own desire begins to grow. “Damn. Me and John have shared almost everything in our lives. But could we...?”he thinks.
When Vicky takes his cock in her mouth, John momentarily forgets about Steven. Feeling her sucking on his cock, he raises his head to lick her cunt. The taste of her has his cock begin to grow.
Vicky too, has forgotten everything but the growing cock in her mouth, and the tongue licking her pussy. She momentarily loses John's cock, and squeals in surprise, when she feels a second tongue licking between her ass cheeks. Vicky moans loudly, as the two tongues lick her. “Oh, my God,” she says, moaning. “Daddy...”
John opens his eyes, to see his brother's face close to his. Their tongues licking Vicky. John's hands rub along Vicky's back, as she resumes sucking his cock. “Damn,” she thinks. “This is better than I ever thought.” Her Uncle's cock is rock hard again. Her dad stops licking her ass. She hears the zipper of his pants. “Oh shit. They're both going to fuck me,” she thinks with excitement. “I can really find out if they're the same.” She stops sucking her Uncles dick. Turning around, she says, “I'm ready, Uncle John. I want you in me again.” Then seeing her Dad naked, and hard, she asks, “Can I suck it, Daddy?”
John sits up, gets off the bed. He motions for Steven to lay in his place. Smiling, Vicky leans down, taking her Dad's cock in her mouth. John gets on the bed again and gets behind Vicky. She feels his cock sliding in the folds of her pussy. Her Dad's hands rest on her head, then John's cock is easing into her. The tip of his cock spreads her cunt lips when the tip pushes in. His hands hold her bony hips while slowly sliding into her. Vicky squeals around her Dad's cock. Swirling her tongue around the head of his cock, then she takes him deep again. John's dick has reached her limit. It brushes up against her cervix. Pulling out to the tip, John sinks back to her depth. His cock slick with her juices. It produces a suction sound each time he withdraws. John sets a rhythm fucking her. Vicky sets her own rhythm sucking her Dad's cock to match.
Vicky is unaware of the pressure building within her. John's cock presses down into her cunt as her Father's presses up into her mouth. Her tongue swirls around the head of Steven's cock each time it pulls back. It begins swelling in her mouth. Without warning, her Dad's cock explodes in her mouth. The spurting cum excites her. The pressure builds in her, then her pussy is filled with cum from her Uncle's cock. After the first spurts from each dick in her, she tenses and begins her own climax. With the start, her body shakes and convulses. Her mind is blank as the two cocks fill her. Vicky swallows her Dad's cum as best that she can. Her Uncle grunts while he unloads his sperm filled cum into her cunt.
Vicky collapses forward on top of her Dad with John following, her body continuing to shake. John slowly pulls his spent dick out of her, laying breathless on the bed. “Damn, damn, damn,” she thinks. “That was so awesome.” She lets her knees slide, allowing her body to lay flat between her Dad's legs. Groaning, she lays there in silence. Cum runs from her pussy, pooling on the bedding.
“We have sooooo got to do that again.” Vicky says, exhausted.
“Are you sure, Princess?” Steven asks. “That wasn't too much for you? Are you okay?”
“That was great, Dad. Really, it was great. I loved it.”
“I think you're a glutton,” John says.
Vicky giggles at this. “I never dreamed that you'd both do me. It was wild.”
John runs his hand gently up her back. The caress feels so soft to her. “I don't want you to go home, Uncle John. I want you here.”
“I'm not sure that I want you to go either,” Steven says. “This little minx will kill an old man without help.”
Giggling, Vicky says, “You're only forty Dad. But you two are the best ever.” She stretches up to kiss her Dad. Then leans over to kiss her Uncle. “I'm the luckiest girl ever.”
“Okay. Is anybody hungry?” Steven asks, chuckling.
“I will be, when I can move,” Vicky sighs.
“Yeah. Me too,” says John. “But I'm not ready to move either.”
“Can we do it again after we eat?” Vicky asks, seriously.
“You're twelve, we're not,” Steven reminds her. “You have to give us a chance to revive ourselves some before we can do this again. Your sudden awakening to sex is really something.
“Oh. Okay,” Vicky says, dejectedly.
“What do you say we cookout?” Steven asks.
“Yeaaaah,” Vicky exclaims.
“Do you have everything?” John asks. “I can go to the store, if not.”
“I believe so. We can just have burgers.
“Do I have to get dressed? I don't think the horses or chickens will mind,” Vicky says, excitedly.
Chuckling, her dad says, “I guess not. But you'll have to be ready in case someone shows up.”
“I will. I only want you and Uncle John to see me naked,” Vicky replies. “Maybe by then you'll feel like having fun again. You were ready again last night pretty fast.”
“Don't get your hopes up, Vicky,” John reminds her. “But you never know.” Then he turns to Steven, “I think we've created a little monster.”
“I'm not a monster,” Vicky says, giggling. “It just feels awesome, and I want to do it more.”
Much to Vicky's disappointment, John and Steven don shorts. John goes outside to light the grill. While Steven goes to the kitchen to get the burgers from the freezer. Vicky helps by getting the condiments and the buns. In no time at all, they are seated , enjoying their burgers with much laughter. Steven did have her sit on a towel, because her tight cunt was still leaking out. “We'll at least try to keep your chair clean.”
“Uncle John sure put a lot in me,” she says giggling. “Just like you did. But it feels good in me.”
“Could you tell if there was any difference? You said that's what you wanted to know,” Steven asks.
“I think everything is the same, Dad. I don't think I could tell you apart if my eyes were closed,” Vicky says. “You look so much alike. Your cocks feel the same. And you taste the same. When you put it in me, you both shoot the same amount. It's like you're the same person. I really loved being with both of you though. That was really awesome.”
“So you're done with your...research,” John asks.
“No. I think I have to do it a lot. Just to be sure. I don't know how I can tell you, how much I liked it.” Vicky looks thoughtfully at the brothers, “Can I still do it with you if I stay at your house?”
“I don't think I have a choice, Vicky. If I don't, you'll attack me in my sleep,” her Uncle says. I think your Dad and I both want to be with you again. I'm afraid we like it too. But it's still wrong, in so many ways.”
“Didn't you like it, Uncle John?” Vicky asks, puzzled.
“Very much so. You have the tightest pussy I ever stuck my dick in,” he says. “I'd have to be really stupid not to like it. You make me cum more than I ever have.”
This causes Vicky to smile with pride. “And you made me have a really good...organism thing. Those feel sooooo good,” Vicky says, happily.
“Well, It's an orgasm,” John says, chuckling. “And I have to admit, I loved giving you one. That tight little pussy of yours, tastes divine.”
“I think you're feeling better,” she says, looking down through the glass table. “Is yours getting bigger too, Daddy?”
Steven returns her look with chagrin, “I'm not going to lie, yes, it is. I can't help it.”
“Can you be in my pussy this time, Daddy?” Vicky asks, with longing.
“You do realize that neither of us should be fucking you?” her Dad asks.
“I know. But I'm not telling. And you aren't making me do it. It just makes us happy,” she says, with finality. “I'm already naked for you.”
“Yes you are, Princess,” Steven says, in defeat. He smiles at her and squeezes her knee. Vicky laughs and tries to pull her knee away.
“And I can suck your dick, Uncle John.”
John's cock grows harder listening to her desire for their cocks. “If that's what you want to do, Angel. I can't very well deny you. I would love to eat your pussy again too.”
“You can do that anytime that you want to. That feels amazing,” Vicky says, cheerily. “You and Daddy both do that very well.”
“Well, we will have to do that, just not right now,” her Dad says. “We need a little more time. Why don't you make sure all your clothes are off the floor. I'll probably need to wash everything.”
“Okay. But I'm not going to let you forget. I want to make you come again. And Uncle John wants to eat my pussy,” she says, brightly as she leaves the room.
Vicky goes to her room and gathers the clothes off the floor. She puts them in the basket, to take to the washing machine. “Before I take them to wash, I want to look at something on the computer,” Vicky says to herself. “I hope I can find that site that Carol was talking about.” Powering up her computer, she sits back in her chair. She types in 'Daddy/daughter 4K' and waits for the results. It's slow to load, but she is totally blown away once it does. There's a page of thumbnails staring back at her. Picking one, she clicks on it. 'Daddy covers his daughter's face'. “Wow. Uncle John said I looked cute with some cum on my face. If he and Dad both did it, I'd look even cuter,” Vicky says, out loud in amazement. “That dick is way bigger than theirs. ”The 'daughter' is on the floor on her knees, sucking her 'daddy's' cock. When he's ready to come, he pulls out of her mouth and jerks his cock to finish. “Oh, my God. He shoots a lot of cum. It's allover her face. I wonder if they would do that to me?” she mumbles, “I'd like that. I do like to taste it though. But I bet having that much on me would feel sweet,” she says, wanting to try it now.
After viewing a couple more clips, Vicky shuts her computer off. Taking the basket, she walks to the laundry room. Her tight little ass barely wiggles as she walks.
“There's my Princess, ”Steven says. “It took you awhile to get your clothes.”
“I had to look something up. Sorry it took so long,” Vicky apologizes.
“No worries. I kind of like you being naked, you're very pretty like that,” her Dad says with a smile.
“Yeah,” John says. “I like you showing off. Not everyone can look so good like that.”
“Does that mean I can be naked all the time, Daddy?” Vicky asks, with hope in her voice.
“Only if me and John are the ones seeing your beauty.”
“No problem, Daddy. I want you two to be the only ones that see me,” she says, striking a pose.
“You'd make a great Lady Godiva,” John says, complimenting her.
“Who is this Godiva lady? ”Vicky asks, puzzled.
“She's a lady that loved riding horses while naked,” John explains.
“Cool. Can I ride my horse naked, Daddy?” asking excitedly. “That would be fantastic.”
“Now hold on. Our property isn't fully wooded. If someone should drive by, on the off chance, it's possible they could see you,” Steven says. “You don't want that, do you?”
“Rats. I still think it's cool,” she says. “Just think. If we were riding like that, we could stop anywhere and fuck.”
“Girl, is that all you think about,” John asks, chuckling.
“No,” Vicky says, giggling. “But you guys make it so good. How can I not want to?”
“Well, we want to make sure that we don't hurt you, Vicky. You are super tight. Your cunt is really little,” John explains.
“Isn't that a good thing, Uncle John? You like to put your cum in it don't you?” Vicky lovingly chides him.
“Oh hell yeah, I like it. But I'm not the one likely to get hurt. I love that you're so tight,” her Uncle tells her.
“I can tell that you like it,” Vicky says, looking at the growing bulge with a sly smile. “You're getting a hard on.”
“You're naked, I can't help it,” John says. The thought of that pretty little pussy you have and knowing how tight it is. What man wouldn't get hard?”
“How about you , Dad? Are you getting hard too?” Vicky challenges.
“What? Not me. I've got more control,” Steven says.
“Then what do you have in your shorts? A banana?” she asks, giggling.
“Okay, so I'm hard,” her Dad confesses.
“Good. That means you're both ready,” Vicky says, getting down on her knees. “I saw something on my computer that I want to try. The girl in the movie sucked two cocks and they shot their cum all over her face. Can we do that?” She smiles up at them waiting for their response. “Okay, it was only one cock in the movie,” she thinks. “But I have two cocks to play with.”
“Are you sure you want cum on your face,” John asks.
“Yes, please. I want to see what I look like.”
“Well, okay,” John answers, letting his shorts fall to the kitchen floor. He deftly steps out of them and walks over to stand in front of Vicky.
Reaching up, Vicky wraps her hand around his dick, slowly stroking him. Her Dad sighs and removes his shorts also. She reaches for her Dad's cock, starting to stroke him with her other hand. “This is so cool. I have two dicks in my hands,” Vicky says, gleefully. “I hope you both shoot a lot for me.”
Without waiting for a response, she takes her Uncle's dick in her mouth, sucking him gently. Steven moans softly as his daughter strokes his rigid cock. Her tongue swirls underneath John's cock-head drawing a loud sigh from him. Releasing John's cock, she turns to her Father to swallow the head of his dick. His hand rest on top of her head. Vicky plays with the foreskin of Steven's cock with her tongue. He grunts loudly when she nibbles on the loose skin with her teeth. “This is awesome,” she thinks, with a mouth full of cock. John groans while she quickly strokes his dick. Her hands are wrapped tight around his shaft, enjoying the feel of his cock in her hand.
“Oh, God Vicky,” her Dad groans. “You are getting really good at sucking.”
Vicky is too happy with what she's doing to answer. Her head continues to bob back and forth on her Dad's ultra hard cock. Letting go of his cock, she turns back to John's. A string of saliva trails from her mouth back to his cock as she takes John's into her mouth. She feels John place a hand on the back of her neck. His warm piece of manhood goes further into her mouth when he pulls her forward. The tip pushes in until it touches the inside of her throat. Vicky almost gags, before being released. On her own, she tries to swallow him, repeating the challenge to her throat. She strokes her dad's dick while she sucks on John's. Vicky releases John's cock from her velvety mouth. She strokes both of them with her tiny hands.
Vicky looks up, smiling. “This is fun,” she says, before taking her father into her mouth. His cock disappears, sliding towards the back of her mouth. Beginning to master this feat, she gags less each time she swallows their cocks.
“Vicky,” she hears her father sigh. “You're a great cock sucker.”
Momentarily, she looks up again, saying, “That's because I love doing it.” Vicky proudly swallows the hard cock deep into her mouth again. Steven's hand gently cups the side of her face, while John's hand caresses the back of her neck. Vicky vigorously strokes her Uncle's dick as her head bobs back and forth on her Father's cock. “Don't forget, you both have to come on my face,” she reminds them, when switching to suck John again. Her tongue swirls around the head of his cock, while she nibbles his foreskin. Steven's cock is covered with her saliva, her hands gliding along his dick effortlessly. Drool drips from her mouth. Excitement flows through her at being able to please the two men.
“I'm not going to last long, Vicky,” John tells her. “You're damn good at this.”
“Cool. I want you to come,” Vicky says gleefully. With a cock in each hand, she strokes faster. Steven pushes her hand aside, stroking his cock furiously over her face. Giving a loud grunt, his cock begins spurting cum from the tip. The first spurt lands just under her right eye. The second on her nose. John is now groaning loudly. His dick erupts, spewing cum on her forehead from the left. Laughing and giggling, Vicky feels cum hit her face from both sides. One shot of cum lands in her open mouth, but she's not sure from which one.
When the cocks stop giving her cum, Vicky releases John's cock. She stands and runs to the bathroom. “This is so sweet,” she yells, looking in the mirror. “You gotta see this. It's better than in that movie.” Seeing a glob of cum about to drip from her nose, she sticks her tongue out to catch it. Vicky happily swallows it before returning to the living room.
“This is really awesome, ”Vicky says, entering the room. “I want to do this again. I love when you both give me your cum.” The thick cum slowly runs down her face.
“You look like a porn star,” John tells her.
“I thought you were sexy before,” Steven chimes in. “Now you're even sexier.”
“I know,” Vicky says, giggling.
“Holy fuck,” John says. “Sexy, doesn't begin to cover it.” John runs his finger along her cheek, scooping cum off of her face. Using his finger, he feeds it to her. Vicky sucks his finger clean.
“I could feel every spatter on my face,” she says. “Can you fuck me now?” Vicky asks, with enthusiasm.
“I don't think I can, ”John says. “I believe I'm done for the moment.”
“Daddy, can you?” she asks hopefully.
“Not for awhile, Princess. We've already come twice.”
Vicky squeals loudly when John picks her up. “But you still need to come,” he says. John sits on the couch, laying down on his back. He quickly turns her so that she is facing his cock. Taking her by the thighs, he pulls her pussy to his face. Her giggles cease, as her Uncle's tongue slowly glides through her wet slit. Moaning quietly, the invading tongue slurps up the juices from deep within her. Another set of hands spread the cheeks of her ass open. Steven's tongue finds her perfect little star. The moans become groans, as the two tongues assail her orifices. Vicky's hands clutch the cushions of the couch.
John sucks on her clit, freeing her pussy for Steven's finger. Her Dad's finger delves into her, getting it wet with her juices. His creamy finger then finds its way to her rosebud, working its way inside of her rectum. Vicky squeals in ecstasy as his finger twists and turns within her. Her tiny fists are full of the cushions of the couch. John flicks his tongue across her clit while sucking on it. With the excitement of sucking two cocks, the assault on her clit, and her Father's fingerfucking her ass, the pressure inside her quickly builds. Steven's finger fucks faster. He places kisses on each ass cheek. John's tongue, fucks her tight little cunt. “Oh, Daddy,” she moans, the pressure continuing to build. Her brain stops working, the two men working together. With her head next to John's cock, Vicky's pretty cunt explodes. She cries out in joy at the release. Juices flow freely into John's hungry mouth. Quivering and shaking, her body convulses.
Vicky gives a final squeal as her climax subsides. Her body begins to relax. Momentarily, she loses consciousness.
Regaining her senses, Vicky sighs loudly. “What happened?” she asks. “That was so strong.”
“You came really hard, ”her Dad says, while rubbing her ass.
“I think you were trying to drown me,” John says, chuckling.
Vicky lays on top of John, not ready to move yet. “I'm sorry,” she says to John.
“Don't be, Angel. That cunt of yours taste excellent. I'm very happy to eat it,” he says, running his hands up and down her sides. “When you're ready, we need to get you cleaned up. All that cum is going to irritate your face if it stays on there too long.”
“But I like it there,” Vicky whines.
“We can do it again another time,” Steven says, sternly. “But for now, you need to clean up.”
“Okay,” Vicky says, pouting. “Thank you for cumming on me like that. I loved it.”
“Come on, you little cum slut. I'll get in the shower with you and help,” John tells her, chuckling.
“Am I really a cum slut?” Vicky asks, with excitement in her voice. “That sounds so cool.”
Chapter 5
Vicky wakes in a good mood. Rolling over, she comes face-to-face with John. She has forgotten he slept in her bed with her. Gently raising the covers, she smiles brightly to see that he isn't wearing anything. Quickly, but quietly, she goes to her bathroom to do her morning business and brush her teeth. “I don't want to be kissing Uncle John with bad breath,” she says, giggling at her own humor. Finishing, she runs back to her room and climbs in bed.
Snuggling close to John, Vicky reaches down, taking his cock in her hand. It begins to grow instantly. “Good morning, Uncle John. Time to wake up,” she says, in a sing-song voice.
John groans and opens his eyes. “What do you think you're doing, Vicky?”
“You've rested all night,” Vicky says, cheerfully. “I'm getting you hard so you can fuck me.”
“First thing in the morning?” John asks. “Don't you think it's too early?”
“No. If I wait too long ,you'll just come up with excuses. I want you to fuck me,” the words falling out of her mouth.
“Well, I have to go to the bathroom, or this will get kinkier than I'd like.”
As soon as John leaves the room, Vicky jumps up from the bed. Grabbing her Uncle's clothes, she tosses them under her bed. “He can't get dressed if he can't find them,” she says to herself.
Laying back on the bed, she kicks the covers to the foot of the bed. Drawing her knees up, her legs fall to either side in anticipation of his return. But the person coming through the door, is her father.
“Hello, Daddy. You have to get naked too. I can suck your dick while Uncle John fucks me,” she pleads.
“Are you that eager?” her Dad asks.
“Yes. Tomorrow you will both be at work, so we're doing it today. Don't you want to, Daddy?” she asks, in her imitation of a sexy voice.
“I'm going to need to go to work just to get some peace,” Steven says, his shorts falling to the floor.
Vicky gets on hands and knees, crawling to the edge of the bed as her Dad comes closer. Reaching out, she takes his soft cock in hand. Vicky kisses the tip, then stretches the foreskin playfully. “I like your dick, Daddy. It's fun to play with,” she says, before taking it in her mouth. One hand caresses his balls, while the other, on the bed, holds her up. Juices are already flowing from within her cunt in her excitement. A light smack on her ass startles her.
“Couldn't wait til I got back?” John asks. “Where's my clothes, Girl?”
“I threw them out the window,” she says, once she releases her Dad's cock from her mouth.
“Then you best go get them,” John admonishes.
“I can't right now, I'm busy,” Vicky says, incredulously.
Taking her Father's cock in her mouth again, she wiggles her ass at her Uncle.
“Careful girl, you don't know what you're implying,” John warns, teasingly.
Vicky hums around the cock in her mouth when she feels the finger sliding through her wet slit. After two passes, it feels for the entrance to her pussy. Finding it's mark, it slowly enters her warm orifice. It slightly stretches her open, making its way deeper. She groans softly when a second finger joins the first. Vicky moans in ecstasy when John twist his fingers inside of her tight, hairless cunt. The walls of her pussy contract when she feels John's tongue licking her asshole. “I want to do this everyday,” she thinks.
Vicky feels the bed moving with John getting behind her. She wanted him on top of her, but she doesn't want to release her Dad's dick. The feeling is too awesome in her mouth. Steven's hands rest on her head, as John dick presses against her little opening. John groans behind her, while the tip enters her. She gives a grunt at the suddenness of being stretched. Vicky wants to grit her teeth, but that would be bad for her Dad. Her tongue swirls around the head of the cock. Reveling at the moan coming from her Father, she sucks him deeper.
John starts a steady rhythm in and out of her cunt, ending the need to bob her head. Each time John pushes in, her mouth goes further down her Dad's cock. “God, Uncle John feels huge,” she thinks, unable to speak. “But I love it.” John bottoms out inside her, causing her to grunt. When John pulls back, her tongue swirls around her Dad's cock-head. Then she is pushed down on his cock again. Having two cocks in her is beyond belief. There is no way to pick a favorite, they are identical.
Having wanted this since waking up, Vicky is all too soon feeling that wonderful pressure building deep in her gut. Her Dad's dick going in and out of her mouth, while John's dick is going in and out of her pussy, is causing a rapid build to a good morning orgasm. Much faster than she would like. But there is no stopping it. With a scream around her Father's cock, John drives her over the edge. Her cunt explodes, her juices flowing freely. Vicky's small body shakes uncontrollably. Convulsions rage through her. The screaming around the cock in her mouth, has set her Dad's orgasm off. Cum erupts into her mouth. Spurt after spurts hoots into her mouth. She manages to swallow some of it, but most oozes out around his dick. It runs down her chin, falling on the bed. Uncle John holds her hips tight, diving into her. The blast of cum in her pussy fills her quickly. But it can not escape yet with the huge cock inside of her.
Releasing her Dad's cock from her mouth, her shoulders drop to the bed. Her hips, still being held by John, prevent her from totally collapsing. His cock fully unloaded, John slowly pulls out. A flood of cum gushes to the sheets on her bed. “Mmmmm,” is all she manages, as her legs slide, letting her hips collapse to finally rest upon the bed.
“Now, where's my clothes?” John asks, breathlessly.
“Under my bed,” Vicky whispers. “I didn't really throw them out the window.”
“Too bad. I thought about throwing you out the window to get them,” John teases.
“Next time I'll suck Uncle John and you can fuck me Daddy,” Vicky says, exhausted.
“Next time?” the twins ask in unison. But Vicky doesn't hear them. Her well used little body, has drifted off into a brief 'Slumberland' nap.
Smiling, the twins answer her in unison, “Next time will have to wait for later.”