Hosting the New Year's Eve party had gotten to breaking of tradition for Burt and Marsha Wallace. Their first one had been ten years before with no particular intention to make it an annual event. But their friends and relatives had had such a good time that it was just taken for granted from then on that the Wallace's was the only place to be when the New Year rolled around.
Since the first party was held back when she was but six years old, Vicki had been fast asleep long before the drunken adults let it all hangout at midnight.
Vicki's first "grown-up" New Year's Eve had been quite a shock to her. Although she was by far the youngest person present, she was shocked and embarrassed by the childish antics of the so-called adults. It was fascinating too, though. She felt very superior as she watched her elders behave like silly fools.
Year in and year out, the worst offender was Vicki's Uncle Ken. He was her mother's brother, and the black sheep of the family. When he had married Aunt Peggy, people assumed he might settle down, but it hadn't happened.
"I know Ken is my brother," Vicki's mother would say, "but my sympathy is with Peggy. She's such a nice, respectable girl. Why she married that louse is beyond me. It's a terrible thing to say, but sometimes I feel like Peggy is my sister and that Ken is the outsider."
On this New Year's Eve, Vicki was thinking about her mother's observation as she hung back in a corner and nursed a Pepsi. Her Uncle Ken had long since had too much to drink and was operating on alcoholic energy. No woman's ass was safe from his pinches. As usual he was doing his best to be obnoxious.
"God, I hope he doesn't come over here," Vicki muttered to herself.
Still, she could not take her eyes off her uncle.
Because, for all his flaws, Ken had one quality that was difficult to ignore. He was exceptionally handsome. Sort of a tall Paul Newman. If she wanted to avoid her uncle, Vicki should have kept her eyes to herself. "Vicki!" he suddenly blurted out from across the room. "How's my favorite niece?"
He weaved toward her, his ever-present drink sloshing in his hand. Although smashed, Ken was surprisingly fast on his feet. Before Vicki could collect her wits, her uncle had her trapped in a corner.
He looked her over, up and down.
"Looks like my little niece is growing up," he slurred.
Vicki was getting ready to say she had to go to the bathroom when the lights went out.
"Ten seconds to midnight!" someone shouted.
"Nine… eight… seven… six…" The countdown to the New Year began.
"Gonna give your old uncle a little kiss, Vicki baby?" Ken whispered under the chant.
"I… I…" Vicki stammered, as her uncle's hot breath closed in on her.
"Three… two… one…" The chant grew in intensity. "HAPPY NEW YEAR!"
All of a sudden Ken's wet lips were grinding against Vicki's mouth. She tried to wriggle away, but he had her in a bear hug. The more Vicki struggled, the harder her uncle kissed her.
His knee strayed into her crotch. One of his hands pawed her tits. His tongue darted into her mouth. The lights were still out when Ken broke the kiss for air.
"You turn me on," he drunkenly rasped. "Let's you and me go someplace and welcome in the New Year in style."
Vicki started to tell him to let her go. But she was so flustered that her speech was halting.
"Please…" was the only word she was able to get out. Naturally, her horny uncle took it the wrong way.
He pulled her out of the room and then down the hall. When Vicki finally did get the rest of her protest out, her uncle laughed at her.
"I saw the way you were looking at me," he said. "I know when a pretty young girl has the hots for me. Don't think it hasn't happened before."
They were in the kitchen, at the back door. Ken opened it and pulled Vicki into the yard.
"Those bushes over there," he grunted. "They look nice and private. Let's go."
He pushed Vicki in front of him. When she tried to run away, he twisted her arm around in back of her.
Her uncle shoved Vicki into the bushes. There were just enough thorns in the tangle to rip her skirt when she futilely tiled to escape. Now the full moon gleamed on a bare thigh.
"Mmmmm, you're sure as hell growing up," Ken drooled. "Where does the time go? My little niece is practically a woman."
Vicki made another attempt to get to her feet. Her uncle pushed her back down. The thorns ripped her skirt even more, as the full impact of her fall spread her legs. Her crotch was showing.
"What a cute little pair of panties. Tight, too. Looks like they can hardly bold you all in."
Vicki tried to cover herself, but her uncle kicked her hand away. Then he stepped between her legs so she couldn't close them.
"Are you blonde all over?" Ken leered.
When Vicki refused to answer, he sank to his knees.
"If you won't cooperate," he said, "there's only one way to find out."
Ken's hand brushed the inside of one of his niece's open thighs, raising goosebumps. Then his fingertips pushed under the elastic of the crotchband of her panties.
Vicki's uncle was too drunk and too eager to do the job smoothly. His strong fingers tugged too hard and the elastic snapped. Laughing, he totes the bottom panel of the panties away, as though it were tissue paper.
"Mmmm, is there anything sweeter in this world than teenage pussy?" Ken slobbered with lust. "Especially cunt that's golden as a summer's day."
He covered Vicki bare cunt with his big hand and rubbed.
"Gimme some pussy juice, sweetheart," he snorted. "Your favorite uncle likes his pussy nice and wet."
One of his fingers slipped into Vicki's cunt and started squirming. Then his thumb pushed at the top of her pussy, connecting with her clit on the first try.
Vicki couldn't help it. All of a sudden her cunt was damp.
"Bet your old uncle's the first man to make your pussy wet, huh, little girl?" Ken grunted.
He paused, his gusting breath whistling through his nostrils.
"Don't answer that question. Even if I'm not the first to light your fire, I'd like to think I am. Keep it all in the family, so to speak, heh, heh."
His hand kept working on Vicki's cunt. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter. The finger wriggling within it caused a rhythmic squishing.
"Okay, let's take a look at your tits," Ken said.
His free hand grabbed Vicki's blouse and tore the front apart, stripping the buttons.
"You could've fooled me," Ken said. "I thought you were wearing a bra. Your tits must be just about perfect."
He leaned dawn, taking a nipple in his mouth. He sucked like an overgrown baby. In spite of her disgust, Vicki could feel her nipple stiffening with arousal against her uncle's scraping tongue.
After he had thoroughly sucked both nipples, Ken pulled away, even removing his hand from Vicki's cunt. Then he stood, silhouetted in the moonlight.
"I've seen what you've got," he said to his niece. "Now it's your turn to see what I've got."
One hand unbuckled his belt, then the other unzipped his fly. His pants fell to the ground, as he chuckled something about never wearing underwear.
His hard prick curved up from his mossy crotch. It was thick, long and throbbing. He stroked it affectionately.
"How does little Vicki like her uncle's cock?" Ken preened. "Big enough for you, baby?"
Vicki could not conceal her awe. She had truthfully not known that a man's cock could grow so large. Her uncle was hung like a stallion.
"Yes, my darling niece, your uncle's cock is real." Ken chuckled. "Oh, man, you should get a load of the expression on your face."
Vicki tried to look away. She couldn't.
"Want to suck me off, baby?" Ken said. "Bet you an ice cream soda you can't swallow more than half of my cock."
He put his hands on his hips, as he loomed over his sprawled niece. With the moon at his back, his jutting hard-on cast a shadow across Vicki's face.
"Get up on your knees, little girl," Ken commanded. "You may not be able to deep-throat my cock, but I'm gonna make sure you give it a try."
Vicki knew what it was like to be hypnotized as she moved to obey her uncle. Despite her hatred of him, she could not resist the lure of his massive cock. The challenge it presented to her mouth was irresistible.
The thorns that had snagged Vicki seemed to melt away as she'got up. There she was, nude from the waist up, her skirt in tatters, kneeling before her uncle. Her fingers barely encircled the shaft of his immense prick as she closed her lips over his fat cockhead.
Always before when she had sucked someone's prick, it had been the taste that struck Vicki first. But this time it was the size that activated her senses.
"So big… sooo biiiig," she moaned when his enormous cockhead filled her mouth.
"Just the tip of the iceberg, honey," her uncle said.
Ken crotch bucked. The crows of his prick shoved down Vicki's throat. She gagged and he laughed some more, giving his cock another brutal push.
Now Ken relaxed for a while, giving his niece the chance to get used to the half of his cock he had crammed in her mouth.
"Use your tongue," he said. "Squeeze your lips."
Vicki did. She knew only one way to react when she had a cock in her mouth. It was a female reflex to suck it, lick it, and bathe it with her warm spit.
"Mmmmm," her uncle voiced his approval. "You're better at this than I expected. Maybe I'd better give you more material to work with really bring out the best in you."
This time when he thrust his crotch, he clasped his hands in back of Vicki's skull. His big wet surged down her gullet.
"You're a hungry little bitch, aren't you?" Ken snickered. "You know, little girl, I think I'm gonna lose our bet. I'm beginning to think you can swallow my whole prick."
He paused flexing his fingers against the back of Vicki's skull.
"Let's find out."
He jerked Vicki's head forward at the same time his crotch lurched. Vicki saw stars and her windpipe seemed to disintegrate as the last half of her uncle's gigantic hard-on was force-fed to her.
"Gotta hand it to you!" Ken whooped. "I didn't think you could do it, but you sure as hell did. Little girl, you've just swallowed a foot of cock. Seems to me you've earned yourself a bonus."
One of his hands left the back of Vicki's skull and he rubbed his balls, obviously gearing up for something.
"A simple blow-job doesn't do justice to your talents," he said. "So Uncle Ken's gonna give his favorite niece a special treat. Little girl, you don't need to bother about sucking any more because from here on in, I'll do all the work for both of us. I'm gonna flat-out fuck your mouth."
With the hand that was still behind her head Ken grabbed Vicki's long blonde hair and jerked her down to the grass. Then he sprawled on top of her, his hips grinding in her face, his cock using her mouth like a cunt.
Vicki was savagely mouth-fucked by her uncle for what seemed like an eternity. But she didn't regret a second of it, feeling that she was accomplishing something by deep-throating his immense hard-on that no other woman on earth could measure up to.
Finally, the brutal act was nearing its completion. Ken was breathing so hard it sounded like the night wind was gusting. Sweat poured from his thrusting crotch, stinging the pores of Vicki's face with its rank saltiness.
"I'm gonna come," Ken announced what was already clear. "Shoot my jizz in your mouth. And, sweetheart, if you don't swallow every drop, your Uncle Ken's gonna be very disappointed in his favorite niece."
Vicki tingled with anticipation. Would her uncle's cum do justice to the huge cock from which it would erupt? She wondered. She expected a flood of jism from such a magnificent prick.
There was so much jizz. And it was hotter than hot. The only thing Vicki could compare her uncle's gushing cock to be a live volcano.
Such a big prick spurting so much cum tend Vicki's female reflexes. Her cheeks ballooned with her uncle's sizzling load. But she gulped it all down. It would have seemed unnatural not to.
Her Uncle Ken was impressed.
"Wow," he breathed deeply, after rolling off his niece's face, his drained cock at half-mast. "My balls feel like they've been sucked inside-out. You're a woman, Vicki. A real woman."
"Better than Aunt Peggy?" Vicki blurted out, surprising herself with her bluntness.
Her uncle broke up, laughing so hard that his cock flapped against his thigh. Yet, there was a sad undertone to his laughter.
Vicki couldn't figure out her uncle's strange response to her question. Her Aunt Peggy was so coolly beautiful and sophisticated. The kind of woman who turned every head when she walked into a room.
"Let me tell you about your Aunt Peggy," Ken finally settled down enough to say. "She's a cold bitch."
"I don't believe it," Vicki said. She had always admired her aunt so much. Wanted to be like her.
"Why do you think I drink so much?" Ken responded, the laughter now completely gone from his voice. "Oh, I try to make a joke out of it, but down deep I guess I don't think it's funny at all. Here I am, with a cock any guy sell his soul for, and my dear, darling wife treats me like a clown. Vicki [missing text]."
He was sitting up now, clutching Vicki's arms, staring into her eyes.
"Your Aunt Peggy and I haven't touched each other in five years."
"Why do you stay married?"
"I don't exactly know. Maybe it's just the convenient thing to do. She lets me go my way, and she goes hers. We just live under the same roof is all."
"Does she have affairs?" Vicki asked, fascinated by what she was hearing.
"Who knows? I've never asked. We lead separate lives. Strangers, really. Peggy could be a lesbian, a swinger, and a closet nun. Anything. Everything. Nothing. I just don't know."
"And you wish you didn't care," Vicki sympathized. "But you do."
"Yeah, I guess I do," Ken answered, his voice catching. "I guess a shrink would say it's a blow to my manhood and all."
"And that you still love Aunt Peggy," Vicki said with certainty.
Her uncle looked away, embarrassed.
"Well, I'm not Aunt Peggy," Vicki cooed. "But I'll bet I can make you forget about her for awhile, Uncle Ken."
She reached down and rubbed her uncle's big cock and fat balls.
"Would you like to start off the New Year by fucking your favorite niece, Uncle Ken?" she whispered.
Her uncle's response was wordless but crystal clear. His prick jumped against Vicki's hand.
"Mmmmm, yes, you want to fuck me all right," Vicki purred.
"God, do I," her uncle finally spoke, facing Vicki again.
"Nothing's stopping you," Vicki murmured, then foil back, parting her legs and stripping away her torn skirt.
The lips of her cunt were pulled open, exposing the pink inner meat. Soft, sucking noises from within her wet pussy could be heard.
"Your cunt… it's so young… so beautiful," Ken gulped with awe at the sight of his niece's spread pussy. "Are you cherry?"
Vicki could see that whether she was a virgin meant a lot to her uncle.
"Yes," she lied. If her uncle wanted her to be cherry, she would be.
"Me… are you sure you want to take this step?" Ken anxiously asked.
"Just crawl on top of me and slip your big cock inside my cunt and judge for yourself."
To underscore her invitation, Vicki reached into the well of her thighs and snagged her pussy lips, pulling them apart even further. Moonbeams glistened on the juice that oozed from her wide-open cunt.
"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me," Vicki chanted.
Her uncle came to her with his stiff prick in his hand. She lifted her legs as he eased down between them.
"Ooooh, that's it," Vicki moaned as her uncle's fat cockhead entered the moist wound of her awaiting cunt. "Put it in me… deeper deeper."
"A girl's first fuck is usually rough," Ken said. "I don't want to hurt you."
"You'll have to if you want to be the first one to fuck me," Vicki purred. "When I spread my legs for you, I knew what was going to happen."
Her voice rose.
"Pop my cherry, Uncle Ken! Give me my first fuck! Don't hold anything back!"
Vicki was a natural actress. So convincing that, if she didn't totally trick herself into temporarily believing she was cherry, she was at least capable of whipping her physical reflexes into those of a virgin.
When her uncle pushed his cock deeper into her cunt, Vicki squeezed back with stubborn pussy muscles. Her uncle was certain he was fighting her cherry.
"Tight," Ken grunted, as his prick shoved into the taut recesses of his niece's cunt.
"It hurts so fine," Vicki groaned in reply. "Give me more. More pain… more cock… fuck me all the way to your balls."
"What a girl!" Ken responded.
His hard cock battled far more space in Vicki's narrow cunt.
"Wrap your legs around me, sweetheart," Ken urged. "I'm going for the whole thing."
"Don't take it easy on me."
"I'm not. This is it."
Vicki's legs were wrapped around her uncle's waist. Ken's crotch surged. His cock drove forward, as Vicki's pussy muscles pushed back.
For a moment, the tightness of Vicki's cunt battled her uncle's hard-on to a standstill. Then, at the core of Vicki's being, something snapped.
The walls of Vicki's pussy slackened just long enough to suck up the rest of her uncle's cock. When they recaptured their tension, the penetration was twelve inches deep.
Ken was joyously deceived, certain he had just popped his niece's cherry. He was so pleased with what he thought he had done that the absence of blood did not register with him.
"How does it feel to be a woman?" he breathlessly asked Vicki.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, still acting up a storm. "At last… at last."
Now that Vicki had her fictitious cherry out of the way, she concentrated on fucking back as good as she got. Her ass shook, her hips churned. The fuck was deep, hard and ceaseless. A driving cock in a spasming cunt, male and female in perfect harmony.
A single fucking position could not contain the lovers' passion. They rolled on the grass, taking turns on top.
While they fucked, Ken did things to his niece's tits with his sucking mouth that went with his cock in her cunt, like cream with strawberries. Vicki, in turn, rubbed her uncle's balls, then finger-fucked his ass.
It wasn't long before Ken exclaimed, "I'm going to come! A hot load in your cunt, baby! Ready?"
"Oh, yes… yes!" Vicki gushed. "I've never been so ready for anything in my life! Flood my cunt with your thick jizz, Uncle Ken!"
She raised her legs straight up in the air, pushing the seams of her cunt flush against her uncle's thrusting crotch. As big as it was, his cock seemed to expand within her cunt.
"Mmmmmm," Ken grunted, as he clutched the cheeks of Vicki's ass. His huge prick exploded in her pussy. Boiling cum drenched her fuck-hole.
"More! More!" Vicki pleaded. "More cum in my cunt!"
With more cum in her cunt, a shuddering climax had struck Vicki, a female orgasm to match her uncle's masculine release. A cold sweat bathed her I burning flesh, catching her in the crossfire of her raging senses.
Soon, Ken's prick dribbled dry. He had shot his wad. But Vicki kept coming, so horny that she fingered her clit, stretching put her climax as long as possible.
"Give me more cock!" Vicki frantically cried. "Fuck me again!"
"The spirit's willing, but the flesh is weak," Ken answered sheepishly doubled her knees.
In an orgasmic frenzy, Vicki against her uncle's chest and pushed him away. She replaced his drained cock in her cunt with her fingers.
A nervous chord was struck within Ken when this happened. His own sexual needs finally satisfied, he became concerned when his writhing niece did not cool off.
"Settle down, baby," he soothed. "Maybe word better get dressed and get back inside before somebody misses us."
Vicki ignored him. She was fist-fucking her cunt, totally out of it.
Rattled, Ken got to his feet and wandered around the yard, flying to get his bearings. Although mere moments had passed since he had shot his wad, he suddenly viewed his seduction of Vicki from an uneasy distance that was not affected by alcohol or lust.
Inevitably, it was dawning on him what he had done. He had used his sob-story about his wife to get into the pants of more sympathetic females than he could count. But Vicki was not just another piece of ass.
"I fucked my own niece," Ken muttered, as the reality of incest chilled him.
He looked down at the spread-eagled child of his sister, then turned away. This beautiful girl who had taken his cum in her mouth and cunt was now a threat.
Having actually fucked Vicki, Ken's desire for his teenage niece had changed to fear. The kind of fear that comes to a man who has made a career of sliding through life, and than realizes he has committed the error of rocking the boat.
He wished he had a stiff drink, then shook off the urge. Ken knew that wouldn't help this time.
He flashed on a picture in his mind. He saw somebody wandering into the backyard, finding him there, standing over his cum-soaked niece with his cock still wet and red from the cunt of his sister's daughter. It was just his imagination at the moment, but it could easily be real if he didn't heed the warning in his head.
Ken thought about that drink again and vigorously shook his head. For once in his life, he was glad he was sober.
Finding his pants, he clumsily struggled into them as he backed into the darkness. Panic had set in.
There was no time to say goodbye, just to get away. Circling his sister's house, Ken broke into a sprint, running like a thief from what he had done.
Alone with her lingering climax, Vicki didn't know for several minutes she had been abandoned. It was only after she had finally stopped working her cunt that she called for her uncle. When there was no answer, she was too tired to figure out what had happened to him.
"Maybe it was all a dream," she sighed, her sudden fatigue smothering her like a velvet blanket.
Curling up in a ball, Vicki let go of her consciousness. As the darkness of her mind replaced the darkness of the night, she lost all track of the line between fact and fantasy and blissfully slept.