After Karen and Mark went into the basement, Stacy began washing the dishes, but her mind wasn't on her work. It was on the tingling-hot sensation in her pussy. When she and Mark winked at each other, it was a signal that the plot was on – the plot to seduce their new parents. Now she was alone with Bill and eager to try it on with him.
He stood in the kitchen chatting with her while she washed the dishes. From the way his eyes ran furtively up and down her curvy little body, she figured she wouldn't have much trouble with him. She'd noticed the hungry way he'd looked at her ever since she came to live in this house.
She knew better than to be too bold or move too fast, however. Her aunt and uncle were very straight people, middle-class and inhibited. Bill was attracted to her, yes, but she knew he'd have qualms about actually getting it on with her.
"There," she sighed, rinsing the last dish, "that's done. Now I'll clean the house. Where do you keep the vacuum cleaner, Uncle Bill?"
He darted into motion, eager to please her. "It's in the hall closet, honey," he said. "I'll get it for you."
Stacy grinned behind his back. He was practically falling over himself to win her affection. He'd be an easy mark if she played it right. She knew she looked good to him. She was wearing skimpy shorts and halter, her ripe little figure blatantly revealed. She purposely wiggled her hips and butt as she walked, let her bra-less tits bounce freely.
"I'll start upstairs," she said. "Could you carry the vacuum for me, Uncle Bill?"
"Sure, honey," he said quickly.
She preceded him up the stairs, giving him a good view of her firm little ass, swinging it enticingly. She knew Mark would be keeping Karen busy in the basement. There was plenty of time.
Bill almost tripped on the stairs because he wasn't looking where he was going. His eyes were hungrily locked on his niece's cute little ass. The firm globes bounced and swayed in her tight shorts. Damn, oh, damn, how he wanted that teen…
It was out of the question, of course, he knew that. She was his adopted daughter, and she was only a teenager. No way in the world could he seduce her and still live with his conscience. But he could look, and he could dream…
"Let's start with my room," said Stacy.
He followed her into her bedroom, a prim virginal girl's room done in pink and white. On the narrow bed there was a big teddy bear. Bill felt like a dirty old man, having such lusty thoughts about her. She was only a child, probably didn't even know the facts of life yet.
He set down the vacuum cleaner, but Stacy didn't turn it on right away. She busied herself dusting, chatting with Bill, asking him about the neighborhood. He hardly heard his own replies. He couldn't stop looking at her, wanting her. She was a tiny girl, yet deliciously curvy, and he could well imagine how soft and warm and cuddly she'd be in bed…
Stacy didn't appear to look at him, but she was well aware of his mood. He keep gawking at her, her ass, and he unconsciously licked, his lips. She almost giggled with glee. He wanted her so badly, he was practically drooling, the poor fool.
She dusted for five minutes, then sighed deeply as if she were already tired out. She yawned and stretched, raising her arms high above her body, and her skinny halter rode up, showing the lusty round curves of her lower breasts.
Bill was sitting on the edge of the bed, and when she stretched, he almost fell off. He could see the whole lower half of her adorable little tits. He ached to touch them.
"Ohhh, I'm so tired for some reason," Stacy yawned.
"Well, take a break, honey," said Bill. "Come and sit down for a minute."
Stacy did so – but to his astonishment, she plumped herself right down on his lap.
Smiling affectionately, she slipped her arms round his neck and kissed his cheek. She scrunched her soft little butt around in his lap, getting comfortable, and incidentally rubbing his cock. Bill gawked at her, not knowing what to think.
"You're so nice to me, Uncle Bill," she purred, leaning against his chest. "I just love having you for a father."
Gingerly Bill slipped his arm around her waist, giving her what he hoped was a fatherly hug.
"Why, thank you, sweetheart," he said. "I like having you for a daughter, too. I hope you and Mark are going to be happy here."
Stacy absently trailed a fingertip down his cheek and neck. Her face was very close to his, and somehow all he could see was that sweet pouting red mouth of hers and the point of her little pink tongue. He almost shook, he was so excited.
"Oh, we love it here," said Stacy. "It's so much nicer than that crummy apartment we had with Mom. I mean, she worked hard to support us, but we were always broke. It wasn't easy."
"Poor kid," said Bill.
He squeezed her again, and under his fingers he felt the outside curve of her tit. Stacy purred and wiggled her saucy little butt in his lap. Damn it, he had to control himself or he was going to get a hard-on.
"You're so sweet, Uncle Bill," she sighed.
Before he knew it, she was kissing him, on the mouth this time, and he felt her slick little tongue tickling his tongue. It blew his mind completely. He moaned and licked her back, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. She pressed her mouth harder on his and began to lick his tongue sensuously.
His cock went rigidly stiff.
Stacy felt it happen. Under her squirming little ass she felt is rising, hardening, growing into a long thick rigid pole. She creamed with lusty excitement, moistening the crotch of her shorts. She was going to have so much fun with her handsome uncle.
She broke the kiss and looked at him, smiling slightly. Bill blushed right down to his sneakers.
Jesus Christ, what was he doing? It was bad enough kissing her, putting his tongue in her mouth, but now he had a huge cock-stand. He wondered if she was aware of it. He prayed not.
"Uh, Stacy," he said nervously, "maybe we better get back to work. I'll help you if you like."
She grinned. "Uncle Bill," she said, "you're blushing. How come?"
He blushed even redder. "Why, uh, I don't know, honey," he said. "It's hot in here, I guess. Come on now, let's start that cleaning."
"Okay, Uncle Bill," she said obediently.
She pushed herself off his lap, and as she did so, she pressed her hot little hand down firmly on the big hard bulge of his crotch. Bill gasped, almost groaning in his excitement. Then, to his horror, he saw the girl looking wide-eyed at the grotesque swelling of his crotch.
"Why, Uncle Bill," she said innocently, "what's that? What's that big lump?"
She knew damn well what it was, of course. She simply enjoyed teasing him, like she did all those men she met at the movies.
Bill thought he'd die of embarrassment. "Never mind," he said in a choked voice. "We have work to do." He stood up quickly.
Stacy placed her hand on the big throbbing bulge of his crotch. She pressed it, as if exploring.
"But Uncle Bill," she said insistently, "I want to know. What is this thing? You don't usually look like that."
Oh, Christ, what was he going to do? He began to sweat. "Honey," he said, "I'll tell you all about it another time. Or maybe your Aunt Karen should have a talk with you. Let's get to work."
Stacy could barely contain her gee. She knew she was embarrassing the hell out of her uncle, not to mention driving him wild with lust for her. Maintaining a wide-eyed innocent expression, she suddenly grabbed the zipper of his pants and tugged it open.
"STACY," Bill gasped.
Too late – his stiff swollen cock shot out of his fly, seeking release from the tight confinement of his pants. It weaved heavily before him, fat and ludicrous. Bill was frozen with embarrassment, and Stacy seemed hypnotized with wonder as she stared at his long, rigid prick.
"Oh, wow," she said softly, "it's so BIG."
This time Stacy wasn't faking the awe in her voice. Her Uncle Bill had the longest and fattest cock she'd ever seen, a good eight inches of thick rosy meat. The purple head looked enormous to her, knobby and bloated and hard.
Stacy felt hot juice seeping through the crotch of her shorts. She just had to have this gigantic cock, and have it soon. She could well imagine how great it would feel in her ever-horny little cunt. Breathlessly she stepped forward and put out her little hand to touch that great pole of flesh.
"Stacy, honey, no," Bill said.
Again he wasn't fast enough. The pretty blonde teenager reached out and curled her short fingers around his thick pulsing dick. Bill suppressed a moan of excitement. He wondered frantically what he was going to do about this overly curious child.
"Stacy, you better not do that," he said lamely.
She gave his achingly full cock a gentle squeeze.
"Why not, Uncle Bill?" she said innocently. "I just wanta feel what it's like."
Bill's mind didn't seem to be working very well. He struggled for an explanation of why she shouldn't play with his cock. As far as he was concerned, it was fine, just fine… But, Christ, she was his adopted daughter and only a teenager years old.
"Honey," he said. "it's not right for relatives to do things like this. It's called incest, and it's against the law."
Stacy, better informed than her brother, had heard of incest and knew what the term meant. But like Mark, she thought it was a crock of shit. What difference did it make who you balled, as long as both partners were willing?
"I know that word, Uncle Bill," she said sweetly, "but, gee, I'm just touching you. There's no harm in that."
Bill had to agree with that. Just touching him wouldn't hurt. But if he got any more aroused than he was, he couldn't be responsible for his actions. He wanted that little girl desperately, wanted into her pants… Just her gentle touch on his naked cock was driving him wild.
"Well, don't take long," he said lamely. "We have work to do."
Bill backed up and sat down on the edge of the bed. He had to, for his legs were shaking with horny excitement. Stacy followed, still holding his cock, and went down on her knees in front of him. She eyed his thick swollen dick with the greatest interest. She began to run her little fist up and down his rigid stalk, and he fought the urge to groan with pleasure.
"Wow, I never saw such a big cock before," Stacy remarked.
Bill gawked at her. "You mean you've seen others?"
Stacy realized her mistake. She didn't want Bill to know about her naughty adventures at the movies. She quickly covered her tracks.
"Oh, not very many," she said. "Last summer I went to this beach where the men and women's dressing rooms were back to back. I could see through knotholes into the men's. Just cunous, you know."
Bill grinned. He understood, and he was relieved. A teenage might well be curious about sex – but for a moment there he'd thought she'd actually done it. She was way too young for that, in his opinion.
"Well, honey," he said, trying not to shiver with delight as she ran her soft hot little hand up and down his swollen meat, "all cocks look pretty much alike, except for a little difference in size. I guess you know what they're for?"
Stacy almost snorted with contempt. Of course she knew what cocks were for, for Christ sake. Did he think she was some kind of dummy? She replied meekly, however, wanting her uncle to think she was innocent and inexperienced.
"I guess so," she said. "Aren't they used to make babies?"
"That's right," said Bill, deciding to let the subject drop at that point. He didn't want to go into detail. The girl might be shocked.
"It's nice to touch," said Stacy. "So soft and smooth."
She had a firmer grip on his dick now, still pumping him. She ran her tiny hand from the coarse black and silver curls at the base of his cock up to the big swollen purple head. Bill was having a terrible time keeping his cool. To his honor, he saw the slitted mouth of his cock-head starting to drool a big bubble of juice. Unfortunately Stacy saw it, too.
"Hey, what's that?" she said. "How come your cock is leaking, Uncle Bill?"
He blushed scarlet. "Uh, that happens when a man gets an erection, Stacy," he said quickly. "Now, I really think we better get on with the cleaning…"
Before he could finish his sentence, Stacy's platinum head bobbed down toward his rigid dripping cock. He saw her little pink tongue flash out, then felt the delicious rough tickling of his sensitive glans as she lapped up his juice.
"Ummmm," she purred, "that tastes good."
"Oh, God," Bill moaned.
It was too much. To see that pretty little girl licking his cock was like all his horny fantasies come true. He could no longer control himself. He caught Stacy under the arms and pulled her up beside him on the bed.
"Sweetheart," he said hoarsely, "how would you like to do something really fun?"
"Like what, Uncle Bill?" she said, grinning.
"I'll show you," he said. "All we have to do is take off our clothes."
Stacy licked her lips, barely able to contain her glee. She had him now. Playing with his cock had done the trick. In just another moment they'd be balling, and she'd be feeling Uncle Bill's huge long prick inside her. Her little cunt boiled with excitement.
"Okay, Uncle Bill," she said innocently.
Bill had half expected the girl to refuse, so he was delighted when Stacy untied her halter and tossed it aside. Her pretty round ripe tits bounced into view, capped with delicate little pink nipples. She looked up at Bill without a trace of self-consciousness.
"Do you think I have nice tits, Uncle Bill?" she asked.
Bill swallowed hard. "Yes, Stacy," he said. "They're lovely."
He reached out and cupped the cute little rounds of her breasts. Stacy sighed and flopped back on the bed, letting him play freely with her. Her breasts were very sensitive, and his slightest touch sent sharp shivers of pleasure through her body.
Bill's hands almost shook as he fondled and gently squeezed his young niece's lovely firm boobs. They were much smaller than his wife's, but, as the saying goes, big enough for a mouthful, which was plenty big enough. They were deliciously silky and hot, throbbing with life.
Bill bent down and flicked one of her strawberry-pink nipples with the tip of his tongue. The delicate little nub immediately sprang into stiff erection, and when he licked it again, Stacy moaned.
"Ooooo, that feels nice," she sighed.
Bill licked the other nipple, making it erect and bumpy. He then clamped his mouth down on her ripe little tit and sucked half of it into his mouth. He began to suck hungrily and wetly on her delicious satiny breast, and Stacy sighed with pleasure.
"Ummmm, that's so good, Uncle Bill," she said.
Bill enjoyed playing with her sweet little jugs, but he was also thinking about the consequences. He knew it was terribly wrong to make love to his own adopted daughter, a teenage girl. If he fucked her, he would be guilty of the hideous crime of incest. Much as he wanted her, he decided to confine himself to some light foreplay. Later he could jack off, thinking about her…
Stacy had other ideas. She enjoyed it when he sucked her tits, but she was horny and impatient, and she desperately wanted her uncles's long thick cock inside her seething little box. But she couldn't just ask him to fuck her. Then he'd know she wasn't innocent at all.
It was important that her new parents never find out about her wild night-time adventures. They'd be horrified, might even treat her as a juvenile delinquent. Certainly they'd put a stop to her fun. So she had to make Uncle Bill believe that she was sexually innocent – but still get him to ball her.
"Ummm, that's making me feel so good," she murmured as Bill went on sucking noisily at her round ripe breast. "Do you know some other fun things to do, Uncle Bill?"
Bill briefly popped his mouth off her spit-soaked tit. "Let's not be in a hurry, sweetheart," he said. "It's more fun if you take your time. Personally I'm having a lot of fun right now."
He clamped his mouth back on her hot little nipple and went on sucking. In fact he would have liked to go on to more exciting things, but he needed time to control his wits. He was in great danger of losing control of himself. He reminded himself sternly that he must not fuck this girl.
Stacy was getting impatient. The crotch of her shorts was soaked with horny pussy juice, and her greedy little cunt ached for penetration. Sighing, she pushed Bill away.
"That's enough of that," she said. "I want to do something else. Let's take off the rest of our clothes, like you said."
"Uh, okay, honey," Bill said.
He quickly slipped off his shirt and pants, his eyes glued to Stacy. She wriggled out of her shorts, and he saw that she wasn't wearing panties. At the base of her slim tan belly was a cute little puff of platinum fur, and he caught a brief glimpse of her tender pink slit.
Oh, Christ, he was going to have a helluva time controlling himself with a temptation like that…
Stacy thought her Uncle Bill looked very exciting without his clothes. He was muscular, tan, and hairy, a real man. She saw that his swollen erect cock stood straight up in his lap, weeping thick drops of juice, and his coarse-haired balls were swollen hugely.
She smiled and cuddled up to him, wrapping her fingers around his cock again. "Uncle Bill," she said breathlessly, "you know what I'd really dig? I'd like to know what grown-ups do in bed. Will you show me, please?"
Shit, thought Bill, oh, shit…
It was an erotic dream come true, a luscious little teenage girl inviting him to fuck her. It killed him to throw away a chance like this, but he meant to stick to his vow – anything short of fucking. He couldn't live with himself if he popped this kid's cherry.
"Well, honey," he said quickly, "grownups do lots of thing in bed. I know something you might enjoy. Just lie back…"
He'd made up his mind to bring her off some other way. He'd satisfy her, and then he'd have time to think. With Stacy's smiling cooperation, he eased her onto her back and gently parted her slim legs. She had the most beautiful pussy he'd ever seen, tender and pink and dainty, encircled with a fine line of platinum curls. He got onto his belly, lying between her legs, and brought his lips down into her steamy little crotch.
Bill had never gone down on a woman before, never had the nerve to try. With Stacy it seemed easy and natural. His mouth began to water before he even touched her, she smelled so nice. He parted the golden-furred lips of her muff and exposed the tiny red button of her clit. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick the small scarlet bump.
"Ooooooo!" Stacy squealed. "That feels great…"
Bill felt sizzling-hot juice squirting from her tiny cunt mouth. She liked what he was doing, that was obvious. So his course of action was decided. He'd bring her off by eating her pussy. Then he'd get the hell out of this room and do some hard thinking. He obviously couldn't go on like this with his newly adopted daughter.
Stacy willingly opened her legs wide open for him and lay back to enjoy having her pussy licked. It was one of her very favorite things, and it had happened often at the movies. Uncle Bill's tongue was exceptionally big and furry, and it felt fantastic as he licked swiftly on her sensitive clit.
"Ummm, yeah, Uncle Bill," she sighed, "lick me… That feels so good…"
It did, it felt super, but for Stacy it was just for openers. She wanted that huge thick cock of his, and she wanted it soon. She began to grow impatient when Bill just went on lapping noisily at her clit.
"Uncle Bill," she said, "could we do something else now? I want to do what grownups do – what's it called? Fucking?"
Bill stiffened. He was surprised that she knew tat word. But they weren't going to do it. He still had some decency left. He raised his head from her steamy little pussy and spoke sternly.
"Stacy, we can't fuck," he said. "It's not right for fathers and daughters to do it. I'll make you feel good, though, don't worry. I can do it this way."
Stacy was bitterly disappointed, but she didn't give up. Her experience told her that if she just got him hot enough, horny enough, he wouldn't be able to resist balling her. There was still a chance…
"All right, Uncle Bill," she said meekly, "but could I play with your cock while you're doing that? Please?"
Bill relented. He saw no harm in her just touching his prick. He changed his position, straddling the girl with his ass over her face. He dipped his head back into her tasty wet pussy and began to suck her squirting red clit.
"Ooooo, yeah," Stacy squealed, "eat me…"
She seized her uncle's enormously thick hard cock and began to pump it. She stretched it out long, tickled the head with her tongue, and then let it snap back. She figured she'd have him so excited in a minute or so that he'd be unable to resist balling her.
Bill was excited, all right, but he was determined not to commit the crime of incest. No decent man would even consider it, he thought. He sucked faster and harder on Stacy's soaked little clit, trying to make her come. The girl squealed and writhed, loving it.
All the while she kept pumping his dick in her hot little fist. She'd stretch his long rubbery pole down to her mouth, tickle his creaming glans with her naughty little tongue, then let him snap back. It was driving him wild…
Bill knew he had to end this scene before he did something he'd regret. He pushed his cream-soaked face farther down into her boiling little pussy and thrust his tongue hard up her tiny cunt. He began to tongue-fuck her hard and fast.
"Eeeeeee!" Stacy wailed. "I love it, I love it…"
She wasn't fooling. She felt herself starting to come. As dizzying waves of pleasure rocked her body, she kept pumping her uncle's big cock. Bill struggled not to come, but he couldn't hold out. With a hoarse groan he began to shoot his load.
Stacy saw the first squirt of cream coming from his big purple cock-head, and she opened her mouth to catch it. She managed to swallow all his jism. If Bill had seen that grinning girl eating his come, he would have been horrified.
Instead he was apologetic. As they dressed, he said nervously, "Stacy, honey, I'm sorry about all that. I just got carried away. It'll never happen again."
Oh, yes, it will, thought Stacy.