Grant was sleeping so soundly that for a long time he wasn't aware of the slim warm body cuddled next to him. Only when a mischievous little hand sneaked inside his pajamas and tickled his limp cock did he start into consciousness.
"What the hell?" he said.
Even in the darkness, even without turning to look, he knew that the person in bed with him wasn't his wife. Whoever was snuggled against his back, it couldn't be Kay, because he would have felt Kay's big swollen tits. This person had very small pointy breasts with stiff little nipples that tickled his back. Her hand, now possessively wrapped around his flaccid meat, was much smaller than Kay's hand.
Oh, no! He knew who it had to be. But how the hell did she get into my bed, and where's Kay? What as I going to do? Kay will kill me if she sees this.
"Judy," he said sternly, "go back to your own bed at once."
She only sighed and snuggled closer to him, beginning to pump his cock now. "Oh, don't send me away, Uncle Grant. I had such an awful nightmare. I'm scared. I can't sleep alone."
That wasn't strictly true. Judy hadn't had a nightmare, but rather a delicious dream in which her sexy uncle had undressed her and licked and sucked her pussy just like he'd done earlier on the beach. Judy had awakened hot and horny. She needed desperately to rub herself, but thinking that her brother was asleep in the upper bunk, she sneaked out of the bedroom in search of a place where no one would hear her. As she flitted past the patio doors in her white shortie nightgown, she didn't see the two pairs of feet sticking out from the bushes, nor did she hear Kay's delirious cries of pleasure as Jimmy began fucking her for the second time.
Judy thought of going outdoors but decided it would be too cold. She went into the living room, but still she was afraid of being overheard. She decided it would be wise to peek into the master bedroom and make sure that her aunt and uncle were soundly asleep.
Silently she opened the door and looked. Uncle Grant was snoring loudly – but Aunt Kay was nowhere to be seen. Judy suddenly had a delicious idea. If she could crawl into bed with Uncle Grant and get him to repeat all the exciting things he'd done to her at the beach, that would be a thousand times better than just rubbing herself with her finger. Her little pussy tingled and creamed at the vary thought of it. It all depended on where Aunt Kay was and how long she'd be gone. Judy tiptoed through the room and listened at the bathroom door. No Aunt Kay, and she wasn't anywhere else in the house, either. Most likely she'd been unable to sleep and had gone for a walk or a drive. Judy decided to take the chance.
Peeling off her nightgown, she slipped into bed and cuddled up against her uncle. He didn't wake up, and she decided to be bolder. Snaking her hand under the waistband of his pajamas, she found his flaccid, warm penis. It excited her powerfully just to touch it. Even in its limp state, it seemed enormous to her, but it didn't frighten her any more. Judy had definitely decided that she wanted to try the real thing. Grant's tongue-fucking at the beach had deceived her into thinking that real fucking wouldn't hurt. She was eager to have that big hot prick inside her, to find out just how it felt. Judging from Aunt Kay's behavior, it must be the greatest fun in the world.
"What the hell?" said Grant, suddenly awakening.
He wanted to send her away, of course, but she wouldn't go. She just gripped his big peter more firmly, pumping it to arouse him, and told him a lie about having a nightmare and being afraid to sleep alone. Still Uncle Grant seemed pretty nervous about it all.
"Where's Kay?" he said.
"Not in the house," said Judy. "I checked."
Grant relaxed a little. Often when his wife couldn't sleep she would go for a long drive. She wasn't likely to be back till dawn. He wasn't entirely reassured, however.
"What about Jimmy?" he said.
"Sound asleep," said Judy confidently. "Nothing ever wakes Jimmy up."
Before her uncle could think of more objections, Judy pulled his pajamas down to his knees and bent over him to give his doughy prick a swift tongue-lashing. Grant gasped and trembled.
"Hey, Judy honey," he said nervously, "I can dig it, but don't you think it's kind of dangerous to do it right here? I mean, Kay could come back any time."
"All right," said Judy, "let's go somewhere else."
"No, what I meant was, you'd better go back to bed," said Grant. "This just isn't the time or place. I'll try to be alone with you tomorrow."
Judy wasn't to be put off. In her childish impatience she began to pout. "I don't want to wait. I want to do it right now. Please, please?"
"All right, Judy," he said, "but not here. I don't want Kay to see us if she comes home."
The question was, where to go? The living room was out. Kay would walk right through it if she came home. The kitchen was too uncomfortable, and Jimmy was sleeping in the other bedroom. The only place to go was outdoors, in the bushes. He took Judy's hand and motioned her to be quiet. The eager girl followed him submissively out through the patio door.
Kay and Jimmy were on their third fuck. Kay could scarcely believe her undiminished appetite, and she marvelled at Jimmy's stamina. The kid was able to get it up again almost immediately after cumming. For years she hadn't felt anything as good as his hot little poker screwing furiously in her long-starved cunt. She knew her conscience would punish her in the morning, but for the present she felt as if she could fuck all night.
"Oh, darling, I love it, I love it," she said dizzily. "You're giving me such a great fuck, Jimmy, please don't stop. Oh, God, that's good! Stick it in me, darling, as deep as you can! Deeper, harder! Oh, oh, yes! YES!"
"Aw, shit," said Jimmy, "I'm gonna cum! I can't hold out, Aunt Kay, I'm sorry."
Kay stifled a wild urge to laugh. The poor kid had been balling her steadily for almost an hour, and here he was apologizing for not being able to hold out longer. "It's all right, darling," she said. "I'm cumming, too! Oh, God, yes! Aaahhh, aaahhh. I'm cumming now, Jimmy! Uuuhhh!"
She wasn't kidding. Jimmy felt his stiff little cock gripped and milked by the powerful muscles of her climaxing cunt. Joyfully he shot his cum into her, then sank exhausted onto her hot heaving tits.
"I think I'm gonna have to rest a little longer this time," he said, wiping the sweat off his forehead. "Maybe I'll take a dip in the pool to cool off, and then I can get hard again."
"Jimmy, for heaven's sake," said Kay, "we've done it enough for one night. You'll rub yourself raw."
"Oh, I could go a couple more times," said Jimmy, and he meant it. Once he'd started fucking, he just didn't want to quit.
"Jimmy, I…"
Kay stopped short, frozen with horror. Someone was stepping out onto the patio. Jimmy heard it, too, and remained absolutely still while they strained to listen. All they heard was the sliding glass doors opening and shutting softly, and then the rustle of leaves as someone walked through the bushes only a few feet from them. After exchanging urgent glances, Jimmy and Kay began crawling swiftly but silently toward the house, retrieving their discarded clothes as they went. Kay felt ridiculous crawling along naked like that, but it was better than being spotted by Grant or Judy, whoever it was.
In the dark living room Kay breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's not take any more chances, Jimmy," she said. "It's back to bed for both of us. I'll see you tomorrow."
The enamored boy gave her a sloppy wet kiss and scurried into his bedroom. He saw that the lower bunk was empty. It must have been Judy, then, who had almost walked over them. He was too tired to wonder what his sister was doing outdoors at three o'clock in the morning. He fell into bed and was asleep in a matter of seconds.
Kay tiptoed into her bedroom, only to find the bed empty. So it was Grant who had almost caught them. She shuddered at the thought of their narrow escape, but she was glad her husband wasn't lying next to her as she fell asleep. The guilt would have been too much to bear. Probably Grant had gone out for a smoke, but whatever the reason for his absence, she was grateful. Contrary to her expectations, she found she was very sleepy. She drifted off smiling to herself about the numb, satisfied feeling in her flooded cunt.
"Did you hear something?" said Grant.
"No, did you?" said Judy, who was clinging tightly to his hand as they walked through the thick shrubbery in the back yard.
"I guess not," he said, after listening again. He thought he'd heard bushes rustling nearby, but the night was quiet. He began to relax. Even if Kay came home, she wouldn't find them here, and now that he'd resigned himself to satisfying Judy's demands immediately, he was beginning to look forward to it with growing excitement.
"Come here, baby," he said, leering at her.
Judy came eagerly into his arms and rubbed her fuzzy little mons against him as he kissed her. One thing the kid really knew how to do was kiss. No doubt she'd had plenty of experience with horny young dates. She wriggled her tongue in his mouth like a pro, rubbing her tits and pussy against him almost lewdly. The little cock teaser, he thought. She probably drove boys wild with that act, and she was certainly getting him hot. Under the tickle of her pubic muff, he felt his cock springing into stiff readiness, his balls swelling up hard and hot. In seconds he was fully erect, his heavy prick rising up between her thighs to poke eagerly in the warm slick folds of her labia. Christ, he thought, if only I could put it in her.
Judy was amused when she found herself suddenly straddling his stiff rod. She giggled and rubbed her creamy vulva back and forth along his rigid shaft, nearly driving him crazy. He was much relieved when she stepped back, and his pale cock sprang up to hug his belly.
"Golly," she said, staring at it, "I just can't get over how big it is. I want to play with it again, Uncle Grant. Can I, please?"
"Sure," he said generously.
Judy sank to her knees, her pretty, flushed face right on a level with his stiff swaying meat. He saw her little tongue flash out and then felt its warm wet tickle, her eager lapping up and down the length of his swollen shaft. Even as he enjoyed her noisy licking, he wondered again where such a young girl had learned such things. He didn't buy Judy's argument that she did it simply by instinct.
Dutifully she opened her mouth and tried to fasten it around the grotesquely bloated purple head of his prick. No go, it was too fat. Judy opened her mouth even wider, until the stretching hurt her lips, and was just able to take the fat moist glans inside. She sucked in hard and managed to get almost a third of his length into her tiny hot mouth. Grant sighed his pleasure, but Judy wasn't sure she liked this game. Her mouth was completely stuffed, her lips ached, and she was terribly afraid that his monstrous cock would slide into her throat and choke her. Nevertheless, determined to outdo Kay, she began to suck him industriously. The noise was very loud and squishy, making her want to giggle, but Uncle Grant seemed to like it a lot. He grunted and moaned as she sucked him.
"That's great, baby," he said hoarsely. "Yeah, suck that meat, suck it."
To her enormous relief, he suddenly jumped back, away from her, leaving her aching mouth empty.
"Shit," he said, "that was close. You had me so hot, I almost came in your mouth."
Judy swelled with pride. Even if it hadn't been much fun, she had done her work well. She reached out for his huge white dick, intending to play with it again, but Grant laughed and pulled her down bedside him in the damp fragrant grass, cuddling her against his furry chest.
"Let's rest a second," he said. "I don't want to hurry this. Tell me, Judy, where did you really learn all those things, from the boys you date?"
"Oh, golly, no," said Judy, wrinkling her nose in distaste. "Most of them are such creeps. I mean, they've always got pimples, or when they kiss they slobber all over you, and they're always spilling things on me in the movies. Clumsy, you know. I don't like that. All I do is kiss them, and I don't let them even touch me." She sighed deeply. "Except for Bobby."
"Oh," said Grant, "Bobby is special."
"Yes," said Judy. "I really hated to leave him when we moved out here. We're going to write to each other."
"Tell me about him," said Grant.
Again Judy sighed. "Well, he was my very favorite boy friend. He's sixteen, and Mother thought he was too old for me so she wouldn't let us go steady." Judy giggled. "Maybe that was a good thing. We might have gone too far."
Grant's interest perked up considerably. Perhaps this mysterious Bobby had taught Judy all her amazingly adult foreplay. "Well, just exactly what did you and Bobby do?"
"Oh, just the usual stuff," said Judy, trying to sound nonchalant about it. "Once he took off all my clothes and licked my pussy, just like you did today. That was really fun. And another time he let me play with his cock, and I sucked it till he came. That's about it. We hadn't been dating very long."
"And Bobby showed you how to play with his cock?" said Grant.
"Yes," said Judy. "I wish we'd had time for him to teach me more."
"Well, like you said, maybe it was all for the better," said Grant. "You're kind of young for anything more than that."
Grant was satisfied. Now he knew where Judy had learned all those amazing skills, and her knowledge seemed to have come in an innocent manner.
What Grant didn't know was that no "Bobby" existed. Judy had made the whole thing up in order to throw him off the scent about the spy hole. Whatever she knew about sex, she had learned by spying on Grant and Kay. She had been on only three dates in her whole life, all of them with an awkward fifteen-year-old named Elmer, an escort chosen by her parents. They had chosen well, because Elmer was too bashful even to hold Judy's hand. In her eagerness to learn about sex, she had kissed the astonished and terrified Elmer several times, but that was the whole extent of her experience until she met Grant.
Judy was smiling smugly to herself. Uncle Grant seemed to believe the whole story. She snuggled closer to him and wriggled her wet little tongue in his ear, then giggled. "Will you teach me a few things, Uncle Grant?" she said teasingly.
"Sure, honey," said Grant. "Here's something for openers."
He lifted Judy effortlessly into the air and set her down so that she straddled his face, resting her knees on either side of his head. Her sweet little muff was only inches from his eyes, and even in the waning moonlight he could see the bright coppery gleam of her sparse pubic hairs. Clasping her tiny firm ass, he drew her forward till his stiffened tongue could reach the plump pout of her mons. He wriggled his tongue tip through the copper-gold fur and found the tiny moist bud of her clit. As he nudged and tickled it, Judy gave a soft, husky moan, and he felt a little spurt of hot cream from her cunt.
"Oh, Uncle Grant, why does it feel so good when you touch me there? What is that thing anyhow?" she said.
"That's your clitoris, baby," said Grant, "commonly known as the clit. It's where a woman feels the most pleasure. If you'd been a boy, it would have grown into a cock. But it can still get stiff, just like a cock does. Here, I'll show you."
He used his stiff tongue tip to circle her bright red button, swiftly, roughly. Judy squealed her delight, and then Grant set his lips on the wriggling, creaming little bud and sucked it loudly, tasting her delicate cream. More and more hot juice poured from her virgin vagina as he increased the speed and pressure of his sucking, and soon the aroused little girl was trembling violently and mewing like a kitten. In his lips he felt her small clit lengthening and growing very stiff. When he finally let go of it, it poked right through the red muff of her mons.
"See that?" he said.
Judy caught her breath and looked. "Golly," she said, "it got so big, just like you said. Show me something else, Uncle Grant."
What Grant really wanted to show her was how it felt to have a rigid cock poked right up her cunt, but he managed to restrain himself. Even if Judy insisted on having these sessions, they must always be limited to foreplay. Hard up as he was, he still didn't have to stoop to fucking little girls. He tickled her plump pink labia with his expert tongue, working back between her legs till he found the gasping wet mouth of her tiny cunt. Judy squealed happily as he inched his tongue inside. He used it like a cock, thrusting stiffly in and out of her tight little box, but being careful not to penetrate beyond the taut hymen.
"Ooo," she said, "that feels great. Is that how it feels to fuck, Uncle Grant?"
Grant was rather surprised that she knew the word, but then Judy was constantly surprising him. "Sort of," he said, starting to tongue-fuck her again.
"Sort of?" asked Judy. "What's the difference, then?"
"Well, a cock is obviously much bigger than my tongue," said Grant.
"Oh, wow, I bet it would be exciting," said Judy. "I'd love to try it. Please, Uncle Grant, could we do it now? Will you fuck me?"
Grant, nearly fainted. It was all his horny fantasies come true, a beautiful teenage girl begging him to ball her. It almost killed him to say no, and of course, if it had been any girl but his adopted daughter, he would have had his cock in her so fast, she wouldn't have known what hit her. He mustered all his patience and self-control as he said, "Judy, honey, I'd love to fuck you, but it's just not possible. You're my daughter now, and it's against the law for a man to fuck his own kid. Even to fuck his niece, for that matter."
"Oh, balls," said Judy. "What does the law matter? Nobody has to know about it. Please, Uncle Grant, I'm just dying to find out what it's like."
Grant gritted his teeth. This was the most powerful temptation of his life. "Baby," he said, "even if we ignored the law, it would hurt you terribly. My cock is much too big for you."
"No, it isn't," said Judy stubbornly. "I could take it. I read that it only hurts the first time. I could stand it, and after that it would be so much fun."
Oh, Jesus, would it be fun, thought Grant. A tight little box like hers – he'd give anything if it were possible. "No, Judy," he said. "I'm sorry, but I just can't bear to hurt you."
Judy was quiet for a moment. If Grant hadn't been so distracted by his own blinding horniness, he could almost have heard the wheels turning in her scheming little head. She said sweetly, "Oh, all right, Uncle Grant, I guess you know best. We'll go to bed now. Just kiss me good night, that's all I ask. Or let me kiss you good night. Close your eyes."
Grant gladly complied. He was relieved that the hassle was over. Closing his eyes, he waited for Judy to kiss him. Instead he felt a burning-hot moist sheath closing over the sensitive tip of his erect penis. What the hell?
"Judy!" Opening his eyes again, Grant saw his adopted child grinning mischievously as she fitted the creamy mouth of her tiny virgin cunt to the head of his hugely bloated cock. Before he could stop her, she raised her legs and allowed herself to be impaled by the full rigid length of his enormously fat dick.
"Ouch!" Her cry was shrill, astonished, and full of pain. Once skewered on his stiff pole, she had been unable to stop his penetration, and Grant felt himself completely encased in wonderfully tight, hot flesh, the creaming tip of his cock nestling against her girlish womb. Judy gawked at him, tears springing to her eyes, as she sat on his belly, completely stuffed with his hot meat.
"Oh, my God, Judy," moaned Grant. "Poor baby!"
He was excited as hell, aching to work his hungry dick in the sweetest, tightest little cunt he'd ever known, but his need was overshadowed by the girl's obvious pain and panic. He felt guilty as hell for having popped her cherry, even though it wasn't his doing. He reached out for her and started to lift her off.
"No, wait," said Judy. There was a strange look on her face, the beginning of a smile. "When you moved like that, it felt good."
"Sweetheart," said Grant in astonishment, "how can it possibly feel good? It must be hurting like hell."
"No, nooo," said Judy, "I like it. Please, just don't move."
To his wonder, the slim girl began to work her tight little cunt up and down his deeply-buried shaft, gingerly at first, wincing a little with each thrust, but as her untried vagina gradually relaxed and made room for him, her face became flushed and happy, and her movements got faster and bolder. He felt her clinging cunt walls beginning to cream abundantly all around him, and before long Judy's instincts were leading her to plunge her pussy swiftly up and down his stiff meat like an experienced woman.
"Ooo, oooo," she said, "I love it. It feels great. Fucking is really fun."
Grant couldn't hold himself back a second longer. He had tried. God knows he had tried in every possible way to avoid this, but it just wasn't humanly possible to go on being so fucking noble. He needed desperately to be laid, and the girl was obviously digging it, so why not take advantage? He'd be sorry later, of course, but he wasn't going to worry about that now.
"Come here, baby," he said, pulling her down in his arms, flattening her cute little tits against his chest. "You're doing just fine, except for one thing. It's the man who's supposed to do the work. You just relax, and ol' Uncle Grant will show you what fucking is like."
"Super," said Judy happily.
After her initial pain and fright, Judy was quickly mounting to blissful enjoyment. She hadn't dreamed it would feel so good; Uncle Grant's huge cock stuffed her completely, and although the pressure and stretching had scared her at first, she was digging it tremendously. No wonder Aunt Kay went crazy when he did it to her. Judy felt the same urge to squeal naughty words, to throw her legs wide apart and take his huge prick even deeper into her belly. She was even excited by the squishy fartlike noise his cock was making in her mushy little tunnel.
"Ooohhh, yes, yes, yes," she said, moving her hips in time to his strokes, "fuck me, Uncle Grant, I just love it, I just love your big cock!Ooohhh!"
Grant snorted and gasped as he felt her little-girl cunt gripping him like a vise. The stiff arching of her body and her shrill, abandoned squeals told him that she was cumming, and cumming violently. He let himself go, moaning hoarsely as he shot jet after jet of steaming cum into her tiny womb. He flooded her with it, and their combined juices boiled out to sting his balls deliciously.
Grant wasn't sure how much time had passed. The sun was just coming up, Judy was still snuggled on top of him. Her newly tried cunt was still so tight that he had trouble withdrawing his limp prick. It came out with a loud squishy plop, and Judy gave a deep sigh.
"Oh, I wish you didn't have to do that," she said, as he rolled her off him.
"It's morning already," said Grant. "We'd better grab some sleep." He helped her to her feet and gave her an affectionate pat on the ass.
Poor little Judy walked slowly, gingerly, beside him, wincing a little and keeping her legs slightly apart. Grant couldn't help feeling a little smug. He'd fucked that little chick almost raw, and it would be a few days before she could sit down again. It would be a long, long time also before she forget the first fuck of her life or forgot her Uncle Grant.
They stepped into the house, and Grant impulsively grabbed her and gave her a big kiss. Judy responded sleepily but affectionately. Suddenly they were startled by a voice from the master bedroom.
"Grant, is that you?" He and Judy sprang apart. "Yeah, honey," he said, "it's me."
"Oh, good," said Kay, "I thought it was a burglar. For heaven's sake, Grant, come to bed. It's five o'clock."
"Okay, sweetie, I'll be right there," said Grant, pinching Judy's ass.
Judy grinned at him and scampered off to her own room.
"Whatever were you doing?" said Kay as Grant crawled into bed beside her.
"Discovering a new cure for insomnia," he said. "G'night."