Kathy Harris: Hot niece, hot daughter

Then, as she stood there with the money in her hand, staring into the jar at all the money that was left, she felt another surge of anger at her father.

"You bastard," she hissed softly, "you had enough money here to pay Hal off. You had enough and more, you worthless bastard! You just wanted me to fuck with him because he's your friend and you care more about him than your own daughter!"

Struggling not to cry, Barby left the house quietly, knowing that she intended to never return. Then, dragging her suitcase down the street, she made her way to the bus station where she bought a one-way ticket to the city and to a new life that she knew just had to be a lot happier than the one she was leaving behind.

Barby was warmly and eagerly taken in by her uncle and his family. For the first time in her life, Barby began to feel genuinely accepted, and her only sadness came from the fact that her own parents and brother had never been able to make her feel that way.

Her Aunt Ruby insisted on calling Clay and Diane to let them know that Barby was all right, and that the young girl would be staying with Uncle Bill and Aunt Ruby in the city "for an indefinite period of time".

"What did they say, Aunt Ruby?" Barby asked curiously.

Ruby flushed and glanced away from the girl, wondering how to answer the young girl.

"Let me guess," Barby said. "They probably said that they don't care if I never go back home."

"Well…"

"It's all right, Aunt Ruby. I know they don't really care about me. That's why I'm here. You can tell me the truth," Barby said.

"Oh, honey, I'm so sorry, but you're right. They did say pretty much what you think. But, don't you worry one little bit. We all love you and you can live here with us forever if you want. And don't you dare go acting like a guest. You're one of the family!" Ruby said, giving the girl a warm hug.

It was the wisest thing her aunt could have said, and Barby knew that the woman was one hundred percent sincere. She smiled warmly at her aunt and returned her hug eagerly.

Over the next couple of days, Barby easily settled into the routine of her uncle's household. She was feeling happier than she ever had before, and she knew that her decision to run away had been the right one.

Now, more than ever, the girl had that strange feeling of being closer to her uncle's family than to her own, but it no longer bothered her. For she was exactly where she wanted to be.

She had her own room in the large ranch-style house and she was already beginning to make a few friends in the neighborhood, friends she knew she could invite over anytime she wanted.

She had met a couple of teenaged boys, too, who had come on to her, but Barby had kept her distance, determined now to put the past and her whorish reputation behind her. The next time I fuck with anyone, she told herself, it'll be with someone I really care about, who cares about me!

A few days after she had arrived, Barby found herself alone in the living room with her older cousin Rosie. Uncle Bill and Aunt Ruby were both at work and wouldn't be home until much later.

"Come here and sit down by me, honey," Rosie said warmly. "I feel as if I hardly know you, but I want us to be more than cousins. I want us to he good friends."

Touched by her cousin's warm words, Barby smiled at the girl and sat down next to her on the couch. Rosie put her arm around the young girl and held her close, kissing her on the cheek.

Tears sprang to Barby's eyes as she realized that she had never been treated this affectionately before. Not by anyone.

Barby liked the way her cousin dressed, and now she studied the outfit Rosie was wearing. It was a pair of very good white pants with a matching top that was nothing more than a couple of wide straps that ran down over her big tits and fastened to the pants.

"I really like it here, Rosie," she said now. "Good! And we really like having you live with us! Mom and Dad are really excited about you being here," Rosie said warmly.

Rosie put her hands on the younger girl's knee which was bare below her shorts.

"Tell me, have you ever fucked before, Barby?" Rosie asked eagerly.

"Rosie!" Barby said, flushing. Then she laughed. She had to admire her cousin's directness.

"Sure, lots of times," Barby said when she stopped laughing and she felt her cousin's hand moving up her leg a bit farther.

"Do you like to fuck?" Rosie asked thickly. "Oh, yeah, I love it!" Barby cried, beginning to turn on to the touch of her cousin's hand.

Rosie's hand moved up even farther and played with the hem of the girl's shorts and then she began to massage the girl's thighs. Barby liked the way her cousin was touching her. It made her feel good and warm. She smiled warmly at Rosie, thinking how wonderful it was to feel like she was part of a warm loving family. And she knew that she and her cousin would become the best of friends. She was already beginning to think of Rosie as the big sister she had never had and had always wanted.

"There's something you should know about Mom and Dad," Rosie said softly, squeezing the other girl's thigh.

"What's that?" Barby asked breathlessly. "Well, they have what's called an open marriage. They love each other very, very much. But they believe in fucking other people too. They both have a very strong sex drive and they enjoy getting it on with others," Rosie explained.

"Wow! That's exciting! And since they both do it and know about it, it's not like being unfaithful to each other, is it?" Barby asked.

"That's right. Their lifestyle is a lot more honest than so many other married couples who pretend to be faithful to each other but who are really getting it on with other all over the place!" Rosie said and she and Barby laughed together.

"Uncle Bill really likes you, honey," Rosie said with a few minutes later, massaging the insides of the other girl's thighs now.

"Oh, that feels good, Rosie. Uncle Bill? He really likes me? I'm glad! I think he's terrific!" Barby said, not wanting to admit to Rosie that she was already beginning to feel really turned-on to her tall, well-built uncle.

"Yeah, he really goes for young girls… the younger the better," Rosie said softly. She began to run her fingers through Barby's hair now. "A lot of guys are like that, you know, they love to make it with really young girls like you. Uncle Bill's like that."

"But, Rosie, you're making it sound as if he's, uh, you know, sexually attracted to me," Barby said, feeling her, pussy quicken with desire.

"Well, he is! Haven't you noticed?" Rosie said with a laugh.

"No, not really," Barby said but she was remembering the way the man always seemed to be staring at her tits and crotch. And she felt her pussy growing wet as she thought about making it with her uncle, wham she was already so much closer to than her own father.

"Well, it's true," Rosie said.

"But that would be incest!" Barby said, not yet wanting to tell her cousin that she had sucked her own dad off, that he had eaten her pussy out, and that she had begged him to fuck her.

"I know! We all like incest a lot around here!" Rosie said with a little laugh.

"You mean that you and your dad get it on together?" Barby asked enviously.

"Sure! All the time!" Rosie said.

Barby shook her head, thinking about her own dad refusing to fuck her.

Barby felt her cousin's hand moving again and when she looked down, she was shocked to find that the older girl now had her hand on the crotch of her shorts. Rosie was rubbing her baud against her shorts and working on her clit through the material.

No girl had ever touched Barby that way before. But she didn't try to stop her cousin. It felt good to want her to stop. Instead, she felt a warmth in her loins and she spread her legs wide and laid her head back on the sofa.