Ron Taylor: The family lays together

"Now, your turn," Cathy said. "I want to be sure you remember me. I'm gonna strap on my dildo and fuck the living shit out of you, and then I want you to look me in the eye and tell me he can give you anything better than I can. Okay?"

Sammi nodded, eyes aglitter with lust. Cathy was a mean fuck, with that eight-inch plastic prick jutting from her red-furred crotch. She fucked like a man. Sammi had gasped the first time Cathy strapped the plastic cock onto her body.

She had started to come almost as soon as Cathy slipped the big solid knob into her cunt.

"Okay," Sammi said, cupping her tits in a teasing manner to her lover, "but when you're finished, I'm gonna strap it on myself and show you just what he does to me. You may decide to switch to men."

"Same fuckin' chance!" Cathy laughed. "Ooohhh, I hope you're wet and ready. Big Dave, the dildo and I are gonna split your cunt."

"Promises, promises," Sammi taunted, steal big a peek at the clock. It was almost ten-thirty. Soon she'd have to go home and try to make some sense of her life, but there was still time.

Samantha leaned back, spreading her long, black-stockinged legs, fingers peeling wide the flaps of her dripping pussy.

"All aboard!" She winked, as Cathy approached the bed, with eight inches of stiff plastic prick.

Maria sat up in panic on the bed. She hadn't turned the covers down before stretching out on it. Her clothes were piled on the floor where she'd stripped out of them. If she took off her knee socks, the only thing she wore, she could drape them across her nude body as concealment's. Instead, she did the next best thing, throwing one slim arm across her trembling tits, using the other hand to cover the matted wetness of her pubic hair.

"Uncle Steve! Oh, this is terrible… I… I…"

She huddled, dreadfully embarrassed, though it did occur to her that the attempts at covert up were of relatively little use. Her uncle must have seen everything, before she had become aware of his presence.

Steven was wearing a blue robe, reaching to the knees of his bare legs.

"I didn't see anything terrible, Maria." He approached the girl's bed. He stooped and picked up her sweater and skirt. "Would you feel more comfortable with these, maybe?"

She took them, knowing that her brown nipples tits were bare as the arm moved away from her chest.

"And these, too, perhaps," he added, reaching into the pocket of his robe and coming out with her pink panties – the ones she'd hastily kicked under the sofa, downstairs, when she and Jake were almost caught in the act.

"Oh!" she gasped, covering her face with both hands to hide the sudden blushes. She was totally exposed now, but it didn't occur to her until much too late. Her fingers parted shyly and she peered between them at her uncle. "You must think I'm some kind of…"

He shook his head. "A pretty young girl who's growing up into a beautiful young woman. That's what I see."

Her hands dropped away from her face. "Really? That's what you think?"

Steve sat down on the edge of the bed. Maria tensed slightly, aware that she was completely naked, but suddenly she didn't feel at all awkward or embarrassed. The way he was looking at her, the approval in his eyes and in the way his lips curled up for a smile reassured her.

"You look so much like your mom when she was your age." He smiled. "She was beautiful, and so are you. Good genes, I'm sure."

Maria cocked her head. There was something strange and intriguing in the way he talked. When he referred to Mom, it was like a guy talking about his girlfriend, not his sister, for heaven's sake! But the words thrilled her. No one had ever told her she was beautiful before, and she knew he was sincere.

"Jake and I," she began, "downstairs – we were making out – I guess you suspected, huh? But it was nothing major; just some kissing and stuff. Okay! I did let him take my pants off… but that was all…"

"Maria, I wasn't really upstairs. Or did you suspect that? I saw you come in, I was standing out in the hall…"

"The whole time? You – oh, my God! – you were watching?"

Now she was embarrassed, for fucking sure! Something touched her hand. It was her uncle's fingers. They interlocked with her own, and she looked up to meet his frank stare.

"Maria, I just wanted you to know that I didn't see anything wrong with what you and Jake were doing or with what you were doing just now. It's natural, it's good, it's all right." He squeezed her hand.

"Yeah?" Maria asked. "Then why doesn't it work out? Why do I get so hot and anxious when I'm with a boy, only I chicken out at the last minute? I let Jake come in my mouth. Does that shock you? No? Oh, I forgot, you were watching it all, weren't you? Well, I did. I sucked his prick until it exploded, but when he wanted to fuck me, I froze up. And by the time I got up here to my bedroom, my cunt was itching so badly I had to stick my fingers in it and jerk off. It's always that way! Am I weird, or what?"

Steven's turn to get flustered had arrived. His face took on a reddish tint, and his fingers twitched nervously where Maria's hand clutched at his. "Maybe the time just isn't quite right yet. But it will be. You'll find someone and you won't want to chicken out at the last minute. You won't freeze up?"

"I'm glad you came in," she replied. "I don't feel like a pervert now. Even if I did kinda put on a show for you. Boy, I couldn't talk like this to Mom. She's so old-fashioned in so many ways, especially about s-e-x, you know?"

Marie laughed, delightfully, then scooted toward her uncle. She tossed one bare leg across his lap, took his face in both hands and gave him a warm, grateful, niece – like kiss on the lips. And then her head drew back, and her big blue eyes stared into his, and she moved her leg where it touched his lap.

"Uncle Steve, I think you have a hard-on!" A fact he had been trying to conceal from the girl, he reminded himself, but the attempt had been a failure. Again her leg moved, across the incriminating bulge beneath his robe. She knew a stiff cock when she felt it.

"Did I cause it?" Marie asked, her eyes full of awe. "Me?"

He tried to shake his head, but it came, out as a tentative nod.

"Oh, wow!" Marie sighed, coming to rest op her knees beside him. She was oblivious to her nakedness now. Her eye were aimed downward, at the loose folds of his robe. Sucking in her breath, she snaked out with her hand and flipped the hem aside. Steve was wearing red bikini briefs and they were full of a throbbing erection whose tip had already emerged, purple and curious, above the waistband of his shorts. Maria giggled at the sight. It was awesome, she had to admit, this first sight of a full-grown man's cock.

"I'm starting to have a crazy idea," she said. "What kind of a crazy idea?" Steven asked. Maria plopped down onto his lap, straddling him, wrapping her long legs around his back. The bulk of his hard prick was warm and obvious under her bare ass, and only the thin nylon of his shorts intruded between her flesh and his. The smell of her juiced-up cunt was unmistakable to Maria; she saw her uncle's nostrils twitch and she knew he smelled it too.

She slipped her hands inside his robe and spread them across his bare chest. The hairs tickled her palms. She'd never felt a guy with a really hairy chest, and Uncle Steve's was as hairy as could be. Her hands expanded their stretch and his robe opened wide. She leaned in closer, allowing her stiff-nippled tits to brush his chest hairs. That tickled, too, in a fashion that sent shivers up and down her spine. She leaned closer still, and her nipples touched the flesh under his chest hairs. Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, and she could feel him shivering, too.

She squirmed on his lap, and there was a responsive throb and shudder of his cock, which seemed to be getting stiffer. Maria closed her eyes and thrust her face onto Steven's. Her mouth was open when it came down, and so, it turned out, was his. He got his hands on her then, one on the small of her back, fingers resting on the smooth plump curve of her ass, and the other on the rear of her head. His tongue shot into her mouth and she suddenly knew that not all of the initiative was hers, now.