Kathy Harris: Horny naughty niece

"I'm glad, honey. Then maybe you won't mind staying there a little while longer while your mother and I, uh, continue to work out our problems," Rex said hesitantly.

"But I miss you and Mommy!" Ivy cried tearfully.

"Oh, baby, we miss you, too… very, very much," Rex murmured, his tone of voice soft and tender.

Ivy had something on her mind. That he is telling her the truth and she felt better.

"How much longer do you think you and Mommy will need? I wanna come home!" she said.

While her father began to give her an evasive answer, not really committing himself to any particular time, Aunt Julie entered the living room where Ivy was talking on the telephone.

"Are they going to let you come back home won?" Aunt Julie whispered.

Ivy shook her head, looking at her aunt. Ivy's chin trembled and she was struggling not to cry.

"Here, darling, give me the phone. I want to talk to your father," Aunt Julie said firmly, holding out one hand for the phone.

Ivy shot her aunt a quizzical look, but the older woman wouldn't say another word. Wondering what her aunt was going to say to her father, Ivy handed her the phone.

"Just a minute, Rex, it's Julie. I want to talk to you. Just wait a second," Julie murmured into the mouthpiece. Then she covered it with one hand and looked at Ivy.

"Please don't be offended, Ivy, but I want to talk to your dad in private for a minute or so," Julie said.

Ivy opened her mouth to protest, but Aunt Julie raised one hand to silence her niece.

"Don't worry, Ivy. I think I may be able to fix it so that you'll be seeing your mom and dad sooner than you think," Aunt Julie said with a warm smile.

Ivy grinned and offered no further protest. She quickly left the room and went into the kitchen where she could wait until her aunt had finished talking to her daddy in private. She sat down at the kitchen table with her Uncle Brock and Steve, joining them in their spirited conversation.

Ivy strained to hear what her aunt was saying, but she could hear only Julie's feminine voice, not any of the words. She could tell that her aunt was saying what she had to say all in a rush. Then there was silence. Then, she heard Aunt Julie laugh, as if truly delighted by something. And, the next thing she knew, Aunt Julie was in the kitchen, standing at the kitchen table and smiling down at her niece.

"It's all set, honey," Aunt Julie murmured, reaching out and squeezing the young girl's shoulder.

Brock and Steve grew silent to listen.

"You mean that I can go home to Mom and Dad soon?" Ivy asked excitedly.

"Well, not exactly," Aunt Julie said.

"Oh," Ivy said forlornly, looking crestfallen again.

"No, no, don't worry, Ivy. That's not what I mean. You will be seeing your parents very soon," Julie said with a smile.

"When?" Ivy asked breathlessly.

"Tomorrow."

"Tomorrow? Oh, wow, I've gotta go pack," Ivy cried, rising from the table.

But her aunt's hand on her shoulder stopped her, pushing her back down into her chair.

"No, honey, you don't have to pack. You're not going anywhere," Aunt Julie said.

"But you said…"

"Your mom and dad are coming here! They'll be here tomorrow afternoon," Aunt Julie explained.

"They're coming here?" Ivy cried in disbelief. "But I don't get it! How come they're coming here instead of letting me come home? And what about their problems they said they needed more time to work out? Why are they…"

"Ivy, Ivy!" Aunt Julie laughed, squeezing the girl's shoulder again. "Take it easy. It doesn't really matter about all those things, does it? The important thing is that they'll be here tomorrow and you'll get to see them! Just think about that and then they can answer any questions you have themselves."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. The only important thing right now is that they'll be here tomorrow and I'll get to see them again! Oh, Aunt Julie, I never thought I could ever miss my parents so much! I love them so," Ivy cried, rising and throwing her arms around her aunt.

"And they love you, too, darling. I could tell that they've missed you even more than they let on," Julie said, laughing softly as she patted her niece on her back.

"Whatever did you say to Daddy to get him to change his mind?" Ivy asked with a grin, pulling back slightly from her aunt's embrace to look into her eyes.

"Oh, well, uh," Aunt Julie began, blushing furiously. "Never mind about that. Maybe you'll find out about that tomorrow, too!"

With that, Aunt Julie gathered the girl closer for a tight hug. Behind the teenager's back, she exchanged a secret, meaningful look with her husband and son. Julie, Brock, and Steve all grinned, thinking that Ivy would be receiving more than one surprise the next day.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Ivy squealed, opening the door to her parents the next afternoon.

"Hello, dear, it's so good to see you!" Gwen Canton murmured to her daughter, hugging her tightly.

"Hey! Hey! It's my turn to give my pretty girl a great, big hug!" Rex said, opening his arms wide.

"Oh, Daddy, I've missed you so much!" Ivy purred, leaving her mother's embrace and settling into her father's. He held her closely to him and Ivy lay her head against his chest, hearing his heartbeat. His strong arms enfolded her warmly, making the teenager feel safe and secure.

"Let Daddy see that pretty face," Rex murmured, lifting his daughter's head from his chest with a gentle touch.

Ivy gazed up into her father's eyes and saw an expression there she had never seen before. She couldn't quite define what that expression was, but it excited her and her little pussy began to drool.

"How about a proper hello kiss?" Rex said thickly, lowering his face toward his daughter's.

As if in a dream, Ivy watched her daddy's face come closer and she raised her own face higher, closing her eyes in breathless anticipation. She had kissed her daddy numerous times, but somehow she felt as if that kiss would be very different. And it was.

Ivy gasped when she felt her father's lips on her own. He gently pried her lips apart, something he had never done before. Then, almost before she knew what was happening, she felt his tongue against her own.

"Ah," she sighed, stabbing her tongue against his. Never in a million years would she have thought that her daddy would give her such a sexy kiss and she was thrilled beyond belief. She felt her little cunt throb with lust and she struggled to contain her raging emotions.

Rex pulled his mouth away from Ivy's a couple of minutes later and gazed lovingly at her. Ivy was breathing hard and fast, far more aroused by the incestuous kiss than she had thought she could possibly be. She flashed a quick glance in her mother's direction, thinking that her mother would probably be shocked and angry by the erotic kiss.

But, to Ivy's surprise, her mother was smiling fondly at her. Then, Gwen reached out and lightly stroked one of Ivy's heaving tits.

"Mom?" Ivy gasped, shaken and excited.

"Where's your aunt and uncle and cousin?" Gwen asked nonchalantly, as if she caressed her daughter's tits every day of the week.

"Oh, they're out on the patio in the back. They wanted to give me a chance to spend some time alone with you," Ivy said, aware that her face was flaming hotly.

"Well, I think that's very considerate of them, don't you, Rex?" Gwen asked softly.

"I sure do! I'd love to spend some time alone with my little girl," Rex said hoarsely, his eyes never leaving Ivy's.

Gwen laughed and reached out again, now stroking Ivy's other tit.

"If you what," the woman began, "why don't I go on out in the back to them while you two spend some time getting reacquainted?"

Ivy watched her mother leave the room. The feel of her father's hands sliding up and down her sides over her tits brought her attention fully back to him.