John Kellerman - Eager beaver niece

"God, you're fantastic," Bill whispered.

"You're woman enough. You can take it all!"

"Nhhooo. Ohhh, God, it feels wonderful, though. Wonderful!"

Bill pushed forward again and there was a sexy wet sound as his shaft slid into the squirming girl's body another few inches. Jeany sat on the floor of the dusty closet, a heel pressed against her crevice as she kept fucking herself with her own pinky. Her other hand was busy, too, busy at that little bump of engorged flesh that'd risen from behind its hood. Every touch sent ripples of pleasure coursing through her belly and down her thighs.

"Ohhhh! Ohhhh, God…" She focused her eyes on what was happening in the next room. Bill's cock had looked so long, so thick! But it was fitting up into the girl's body! Inch by throbbing inch it was going in!

"You crazy fucker!" the girl groaned, her tongue hanging out.

"Hold on baby, I'm going to give you all of it now."

"Nhhhhoooo!"

But even in the middle of her cry, Bill gave a powerful thrust with his hips and his cock skewered the brunette's pussy.

Uncle Bill was hung like a horse.

"Ohhhh! I can feel it spurting!" the girl cried, her head thrown back to expose her long, white neck. Jeany watched her uncle feast on the tender flesh, his breath raspy and hot as the seed frothed inside the girl's pussy. Her face was twisted in pleasure as she rubbed her own hot excitement into the white flame of final release. They tangled and twisted and thrust against each other as Bill's big balls unloaded everything they held.

Somehow Jeany limped from the closet, went down the hall to the stairs and descended. Every step made her hot little cuntlips rub together. She was about to come right there in that dirty old house. But she made it to the car before she collapsed across the seat. She couldn't quite bring herself off. After watching the real thing her own finger seemed tame by comparison. She could close her eyes and see vividly the animal-like union of her uncle and the black-braided princess. It was, like some fairy story. Only the harsh reality of the patrol car made her realize that she was living in the twentieth century.

Jeany found the bottle her uncle had left there and took a healthy swallow. She could hardly keep from squirming her bare ass against his seat as she thought of how completely that girl had gotten fucked. Some policeman her uncle was! He was supposed to protect the rights of others, not abuse them. But the girl hadn't really complained either. Jeany was so mixed up about the whole weird maze of sex. She took another hit off the pint and let it relax her.

"Hey sugar, are you okay?" The words drifted in and out of her consciousness. Jeany opened her eyes and saw her uncle's big smile. She had drunk so much whiskey, she'd passed out. Passed out across her uncle's patrol car seat with her red dress hiked up above her waist. She struggled to pull it down.

"Ohhh… God, I guess I drank too much of your whiskey."

"What happened to your panties?" Bill chuckled. She saw now that he'd dressed again. But where was the brunette?

"My panties?" She swallowed hard, blinked, tried to sit up. Bill helped her out of the car. The heat of his hands on her naked ass made her tremble. She was still loaded. She thrust herself against him and squirmed suggestively. "I took 'em off," she cried.

"I'd better take you home."

"What about that girl?"

"What girl?"

"The girl you fucked," she blurted, then dropped a hand over her mouth. Bill's face turned angry.

"I told you to wait in the car."

"Oh, Uncle Bill, I had to go watch. I… I…" She pressed her slim hips forward, ground the heat of her mound against his hip.

"Get in the Goddamned car!" he snapped.

"Aren't you going to give the girl a ride home?"

"She doesn't live far from here. It'll be better this way." He pushed her towards the door. A thought flashed through Jeany's drunken head. A crazy thought.

"Maybe I'll tell what you did to her," she said, biting her lip. She forced herself to meet her uncle's angry stare.

"I've had about enough out of you for one night, young lady."

"I'll tell," she blurted angrily. "Unless you… you do something to me." Her uncle's eyes changed subtly. He scanned her body, the plump push of her young breasts coming out the unbuttoned top of her dress.

"I thought we'd been through that already. The other night, remember?" His laugh mocked her. Things swirled for a moment before her eyes but Jeany blinked the drunkenness, back and stared at Bill until he stopped laughing.

"Fuck me," she whispered. Bill's eyes blinked in surprise. Then he shook his head.

"No chance." He touched her small chin. "You're a pretty little niece, but I'm not fool enough to do anything like that."

"Fuck me. Right here, right now!" She fumbled at his fly. Bill let her get the zipper down. Jeany stared at the thing she pulled from his underwear. It was still sticky from the other girl's body and though not yet hard, it was bigger than Hank's cock, bigger than anything she could imagine. She felt a sudden fever of lust and knew that it didn't matter about the other girl's juices. She wanted to kiss that thing, worship it! She wasn't awe why but the need overwhelmed her senses until she dropped to her knees in the grass by Uncle Bill's patrol car.

"Jeany. Damn it. Hey!"

"So… so beautiful," she babbled, kissing the tip, the shaft, fondling his heavy balls with her fingers. The musky scent wasn't so bad. And then her tongue was flicking out to swathe the swelling glans with her spit. Jeany had to open her mouth as wide as she could to get the knobbed tip inside. It just fit, her tongue darting back and forth against the plump lobes at the underside of the glans. Uncle Bill slumped back against the fender of the car as she ate at his cockflesh. Her small teeth nipped him, her tongue sucked him. Her nostrils flared with excitement as she felt the trapped blood fill the wonderfully warm prick.

"Jeany… Oh, Christ! I didn't bow you could do that!" Her uncle's big hands petted the sides of her head. She strained to get more of him into her mouth. She had to stop before his balls bumped her chin. She had to stop because her stomach was bucking, her satiny throat closing tightly around the throbbing crown. Bill held her head firmly now as he pumped his cocktip back and forth in her mouth. Her tongue seemed to make a trough naturally as the bulging head slid back and forth. But she wanted that thing inside her! Jeany knew she was drunk. Any other time she'd be scared stiff. Shed been frightened when Hank had pushed just his finger up into her pussy!

"Mmmmuuuhhhnnn," she groaned, drunk on the whiskey and enthralled by the mushroom shape that fucked her mouth. Then her uncle gave a shudder and pulled his cock free. She looked at it in the moonlight. The broad, dark head dripped with her saliva and she could see the veins beating along the sides of the shaft.

"I'm going take you home before you get us both in trouble."

"Do you do want me!" she gasped.

"I'd be crazy not to. But listen, Jeany… Goddamn it, get up!" He picked her up and put her on the hood. She stared at him panting, one breast hanging free from the front of her red dress. When she saw him looking at it, Jeany jerked the rest of the buttons loose and arched her back so that both her tits were thrust out at him.

"Kiss them! Ohhh, Uncle Bill! Do it. Do it now!"

With a moan her uncle buried his face between the soft swells. Then she dug her fingers against the nape of his neck and felt his tongue suck one deep into his mouth. The wet, warm friction of his licking sent violent shudders up and down her body. She'd never felt anything so lovely in her life!

"Ohhhhhh. Uhhhhh. Yessss!" She pulled his head against her body.

She could see that for the moment Uncle Bill's eyes had been captured.