Jon Reskind: Caesar comes book I

"Hi, Uncle Link… I saw you drive in," she said, placing the dish and bottle in the sink. "Hope you don't mind my drinking one of your beers?"

"O-One now and then won't hurt you," he said, with thickened tongue.

"Are you hungry? Can I get you some lunch… or breakfast?"

He stared at the tempting white columns of her teenaged legs, their full roundness of thigh, the satin-like, tapering shapliness of their youth as they swept downward curvaceously into slender ankles. She was barefooted, her toes glinting with pearlish nail-polish. His red-rimmed eyes razed back upward over her, hungrily dwelling on the curved arch of her ovalled young buttocks inside their skin-tight, contrasting hot pants, and the way they nuzzled tightly into the crotch below her flat teenaged belly. The big man swallowed drily, his eyes gaping at the naked smooth flesh whitely separating the two black garments, and again as they raised to the lushness of her thrusting, girlish breasts, their tiny pebble-like nipples embossed against the flimsy material hiding them from him…!

"Can… can I get you something, Uncle Link?" Annie repeated, her voice momentarily catching.

The big man licked at his lips, then grinned at her. "You can open this beer, baby," he said, and then when she came close enough, he reached out to encircle his powerful arm around her slender waist.

A little gasp of surprise escaped Annie as he effortlessly snuggled her against him, his great shock of white hair and unshaven face roughly grazing the soft flesh of her left arm, while his big hand spread hotly across her naked midriff. "You're a sweet little girl, baby," he hissed, "a… a sweet little girl to your Uncle Link…"

"I-I try to be," she heard herself say, hardly aware that she was even speaking. The feel of his male closeness and his hot, rough hand on her sensitive exposed skin flashing an unexpected sensation to her brain. It… it had to be the pot and beer, she reasoned, forcing a little laugh. "Better let me go if you want this beer opened…"

"To hell with that!" he choked, taking it from her and setting it on the table? "I don't need it as much as I need you, baby girl! Yeah… old Uncle Link needs you bad right now, Annie doll… and you know what I mean, don't you? You've had it… Caesar, I mean, the Goddamned dog! I… I won't hurt you as much as he did, baby! I swear it… I won't hurt you at all!"

Annie sensed every muscle in her tender young body grow tense! It… it had finally happened… the very dreaded moment she'd feared so long, yet chose to ignore! Nell Carter's presence had given her a feeling of safety… but Nell was gone! She had nothing but her own ingenuity… and that was little short of a drug-weakened joke!

"Pl-Please, Uncle Link… let me open your beer…?"

"Piss on the beer, little girl!" he vulgarly replied, holding tightly to her as he stumbled onto his feet, then swept her up bodily inside his strong arms. Her naked legs futilely kicked when he clutched one rounded young breast inside the palm and grasping fingers of his huge hand, the other wrapping around the smooth flesh of her thigh until one long, thick finger brushed at the outlined little slit her snug hot-pants emphasized between her legs. "After six years, I deserve more than that, Annie baby… more than that!" He started to walk with her, moving through the house toward his bedroom, she wildly realized, as she squirmed and flailed helplessly inside the tight grip of his powerful arms and hands. "It ain't as if you've never been fucked before, girl!" he drunkenly blurted, his voice anything but harsh. "I ain't going to hurt you, baby, I promise…!"

"Oh God no… please, Uncle Link… please?" Annie begged, his use of the four-letter work sensually knifing up between her legs with a strange fiery excitement. She had never heard it used before with such definite meaning… in fact, she wasn't certain she'd ever heard it actually spoken…! "Please… please don't… my God, think of Mama…!"

Link threw her onto his bed and glared drunkenly down at her. "You little bitch! Damnit, don't ever say anything like that to me again, you hear?" he snarled. "Don't ever mention your mama! This is between you and me! Goddamn, Annie girl… I need you! Your Uncle Link needs you right now! I ain't going to hurt you, I said! You got to trust me… and I promise, I'll make it good for you… real good! You got to trust me, baby! You understand… do you? Well, do you…?"

"Oh… oh, Uncle Link… I'm afraid! We shouldn't… you know we shouldn't!" Annie gasped, an uncontrollable tremor of excitement quaking her voice as she began to cry, tears dampening her teenaged cheeks.

Link dropped down beside her, hungrily clutching her youthful curves tightly against him. He smothered her with his massive body, kissing her face and throat while he raked his huge hands over her, lustfully discovering the firm young curves of her ripe, teenaged body as she began to whimper and moan beneath him. "Christ!" he swore, as suddenly she groaned aloud and seemed to melt up against him, her small hands clutching at his back, her tiny, sweet-tasting tongue darting into his mouth!

His own coarsely groaning sounds filled the room as hungrily, he sucked at her little-girl tongue while his fumbling big hands began to pull at the brief pieces of clothing covering her.

"No! No wait… don't tear them!" Annie managed, withdrawing her tongue and pressing her hands against his chest. "I-If you're really going to do it to me… let me take them off! They're the only hot-pants I've got."

"Jesus Christ!" Link choked, finally rolling off of her, the fearful little smile she was offering him about to drive him ape! Then, when she was free to get up, she leaned forward and kissed him on the lips first, abruptly hopping from the bed like an imp… but a more ravishing imp… than he'd always thought of her as being. "Listen, my little girl… I'll buy all the Goddamned hot-pants, or anything else you can come up with! You hear me, baby? You do this for your Uncle Link, empty his balls good, and he'll take care of you! Anything you want, just ask… that's all…!"

Annie stood beside the bed looking down at him, the excited, frightened smile on her pretty young face unrestrainably founded on the wildly growing sexual sensations permeating her whole trembling young body. It had to be the pot and beer, she realized, that on top of the sensual awakening that the dog Caesar, had unleashed within her! She wanted to know… had to know… and yes, she owed him something… even this, she defensively acquiesced, reaching up behind her back to remove her halter.

"You better take those clothes off now," she whisperingly suggested, as she slowly removed the halter to expose her young, full breasts to him. "You might not get another chance… and then, you'll miss the boat."

"Christ… I'll be a… Goddamn!" Link mumbled, his eyes faxed on the tantalizingly revealed charms of his own niece as she slowly, deliberately, he drunkenly reasoned, slipped out of the tiny halter, the full, rounded mounds of her thrusting young breasts presented nakedly to him. He struggled from the bed, never taking his eyes away from her as he pulled at his clothing! He still couldn't believe it, that he was getting her to strip down naked without a screaming struggle… and all the time, she'd been right there at his fingertips!

Fuck, he was going to flip, all right he concluded as he watched her wriggle out of her flimsy hot-pants and tiny nylon panties, his blurred-eyes struggling to focus on the voluptuous curves of her naked teenaged body, plus the anxious little smile she was unintentionally taunting him with.

"Well come on, Uncle!" Annie tremulously urged, squirming her nakedness down onto the bed and refusing to acknowledge any of the condemning thoughts that were trying to reach her now desire-inflamed mind. She wanted to know… had to know if it could be the same! Feverish ripples of lewdly rising desire tormented her. She stretched out nakedly on the bed to stare at him shedding his clothes, focusing her young eyes on the final unveiling of his hair-covered loins and gasping hesitantly at the sight!