Lyn woke up the next morning and smeried breakfast cooking on the stove. Stretching, she wished she didn't have to leave. Now that she knew how much fun she could have screwing Frank, she wanted him again and again. Just then, he came into the bedroom carrying a tray.
"Hi," he said, "hope you like scrambled eggs, 'cause that's what you're getting."
"Is that ail I'm Filing?" she teased, as her eyes noted that his cock was stirring at the sight of her naked body spread in a revealing pose on the wrinkled sheets.
"You might get more than you're bargiuning for," he wamed her as he handed her the tray and removed his own plate from it.
"I'm not worried," she replied. As she ate, she asked him why he hadn't gone to work. It tamed out he was on vacation and had a week left of his time off.
"Do you know where Wythe Street is?" Lyn asked after the dishes had been cleared away.
"Yeah, right outside," he answered. "Why?"
''Yes," she whimpered; trying, unsuccessfully, to tear her eyes away from his. "Go ahead, think I'm a siut, but I can't help it. I liked screwing you last night. I know I'm not going to stop screwing and you're the only man I've screwed that I liked it with."
"Lyn," he whispered. "I've got to tell you something that might freak you out. But I used to screw your mother. When we were both kids. If I'd known last night you were my niece, I wouldn't have made a pass at you, I wouldn't even have let you undress in the same room with me.
''But 1 didn't know. I'm not sorry I fucked you.
And I won't be sorry if we fuck agiun."
She blinked, unable to believe what he was saying. Her uncle and her mother had screwed each other! And he was willing to fuck her again!
"You… you'd… really…?"
"Why not?" he replied. "There're only two things that we really know about each other:
You're my niece and I'm your uncle is one the other is that we've each given the other more pleasure than either of us has enjoyed with anybody else. Why shouldn't we ignore the fact that we're related and concentrate on the pleasure we can have with each other?
"Oh, we'll have to maintain am appearance of respectability," he went on. "Get an apartment with two bedrooms, so things'll look proper. I'll introduce you as my niece and we'll act correctly when we're in public. But what wi do when we're aione won't be anybody's business but ours.
He made sense. And she cowd teri he wanted to screw her. His cock was as stiff as any she'd ever seen.
"Do… do you mean it?" she whispered. his hind rose and traced the jaunty curve of her out thrust tit. "Yes, I think I want to have sex with you mane now than I did last night:"
Lyn squealed and threw her anns around him, seeking his mouth with hers. As soon as she embraced him, even as her lips were moving onto his, she threw herself backward, pulling him down on top of her. Frank sucked her pet want lower lip into his mouth and nibbled on it as he brought his other hand up and closed it over her other tit.
This is heaven, Lyn thought. i've got a man who's going io take acre of me, give me a home, andfuck me ePery night. What erse could]askfor?
RePengef she answered herself. You cowed get ePen with Wylie and Joyee, with those we truck n dn'Pers and that policeman. ~f you could hurt them ar much as they hurt you, everything wowed be g perfect.
But. she reminded herself, there's no way i can gt even with Wiitie and Joyce without going oak to Lancaster. And if I do that, Daddy catch me and put me away. So I can 't get even with them.! .I probably couldn't get even with the others anyway. The girl let her thoughts of revenge fade from n her mind as her unde's hands roamed over her firm tits. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned against his mouth as he continued to nibble and suck at her lower lip.
Her tits were swelling and starting to ache in that pleasant way they did when she started getting excited: She eased her tongue out of her mouth and traced the outline of his upper lip v its it, then slid it back into ha mouth, only io poke it out a moment lata and flick it against his tongue.
Frank was on his side, half over her. He kept one hand on her tits, but the other hand, the one umder him, moved down her body it, an easy manna, just barely touching her- as it slid along hit ribs and belly, than moved through the thicket of hair at me base of her abdomen and eased itsdf into her snatch.
Both hands fluttered against her body in a way that made ha arch her back and purr with pleasure. "Jesus, Uncle Wayne en she sighed,
"how's you aer learn to be sudh a good lover?"
"Your motha taught me," he answered, his mouth woddng against the taut column of her throat.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm, someday I'm going to have to get you to te0 me so about thatch Lyn murmured.
"Not now," he said deity.
"No, not now," she agreed. "If you told me now, I might get jealous."
Frank chuckled. There's no need for you to be jealous of anybody, honeys You're betta-lookmg than your motha, and you're better in bed."
Lyn pulled his mouth up and kissed him savagely as he worked his fingefi agiunst her clitoris. She was already wet and aching for the feel of his massive cock inside her cunt. Frank was hung better than Willie, Ed, or Roger had been, but she had accommodated him easily the night before and knew she could take him now without trouble.
She reached down and caught his stiff cock in her hand, then maneuvered until she could angle the head of his cock into the upper part of her pussy. As she rubbed the bulbous head of his cock agiunst her swollen clit, Lyn fenced her tongue against his in the recesses of his mouth. it didn't take her long to discover that she could hook the heavy ridge at the back of his cock-head aginnst her clit as she was moving the cock back and forth, or that that added greatly to the thrills that were coursing through her body. Her pussy was leaking and she was afraid that he might object to the odor. Then she stopped herselfewith a giggle. , He had certainly not objected to the odor last n night when he had eaten her out. Did he going to eat me again? she asked herself.
After cumming in me iast night? Thin she remembered that, last night when he had eaten her, he'd known that Ed and Roger had fucked her a few hours earlier.
The thought of that made her skin crawl. Frank must have sensed something different about her, for he lifted his head and looked her in the eye.
"What's the matter, honey?"
"I…I just thought of those men yesterday.
Could… could I get a shower before we have sex?
I'd like to wash all that memory off of me. You know, feel fresh when we start."
"Sure," he answered. Then, before she knew: vhat he was going to do, he we scooping her up in his arms and lifting her off the bed, starting io; carry her across the bedroom.
"Frank? What're you going to do?"
"Take a shower with you," he said matter of-factly, as if it were a common occurrence. Well, maybe it was. She'd read a couple of books that had a lot about sex in them and the people in them had always been taking showers together.
He set her on her feet in the stall and adjusted the water, then dug out a shower cap for her from the cabinet under the sink. She wanted to ok who the cap belonged to, but didn't, for she reab~ed it didn't matter. Whoever had owned the shower cap was no longer part of his ate. Lyn adjusted the cap art waited g he soaped a cloth and turned to her.
Rising on tiptoes, she pressed her wet body to his and kissed him deeply while he started soaping her back. He covered her from her shoulders to the uredacurve of her gs, even wghing the crack b tween the firm, saucy mounds. Lyn rubbed her tits agiunst his chest and made his hard cock roll between their bellies g she sucked on his tongue.
She had never imagined that having sonnebody give her a bath could be sexually exciting, but sharing the shower with Frank was getting her turned on good.
Rinsing out the cloth, he reshaped it and washed her arms while his eyes roamed over her body. For the flit time in her iife, Lyn was glad that she was built the way she was. She had always been abundantly developed, ever since she'd been eleven and started getting tits. It had unnerved her, at times, the way men had looked at her with lust in their eyes, but now she was glad she could put that kind of look there. As long as it was Frank looking at her, she wanted to be as sexy as she could.
Slowly, ignoring her tits, he washed her torso.
Agiun he rinsed the cloth and reshaped it. Then he dropped to his knees before her and started washing her legs. Down one leg from the thigh to the foot he went. Then he lifted her foot and washed it while she rested a hand on his head to steady hefielf as he washed her foot carefully.
Only after he had scrubbed both of her legs did he rise and retain his attention to her tits. He worked up a good lather on them and tossed the cloth away, then started massaging her full tits with his hands. Lyn kissed him again, puiiing his n mouth down to heft as he worked his fingers agiunst the out thrust mounds, then slid them down until he had her stiffened nipples in his fingers and 'r was tugging at them as he rolled them about.
She was breathing hard as he pulled away from her and dropped to his knees again. Picking up the cloth, he started washing her cunt. She let her hips C'4 swing to and fro as he rubbed the soapy cloth n between the full thighs.
'Oooohhhh!" she moaned as desire rose n higher and higher in her.
He moved around behind her and let the water vrash the suds from her front, then turnedher to rinse her back. Agiun, she rose on tiptoes to Wss him. He dropped one hamd and worked it agiunst her hot pussy until she thought she was going to scream, so strong was her desire to have his cock filling her twat.
"Frank, Frank," she moaned. "I want you to fuck me so muih I cim't stand it. I can't wait.
Stretch me out on the floor and give it to me.
Please! Frank, I've got to have you im me."
"I can do better than that," he told her. Before she could ask him what he meant, he bent at the knees and caught her by the ass, then rose, lifting her high in the air.
"Ooohh!" Lyn sq;ueaied as she felt his cock nudging into her cunt.
She swung her ass out a little and then brought it back until the cock-head was at the entrimce to her cunt. "Ooooohhhhh!" she moaned as she started sinWng down around his rant pant cock.
Her legs ditched at his hips and she tightened her arms around hun. Frank turnedoff the water and opened the shower, then stepped out of the dall. Lyn gulped as the motion made his cock ride up into her cunt farther.
Slowly, he walked out of the bathroom and across the living room. Lyn cluing to him and marveled at how easily he was carrying her. Not only that, but how sexy it was to be carried the way he was carrying her. Every time he took a dep, his cock rode down, then back up inside of her fuck-hole.
She was kissing him like crazy when he reached the bed and went into it on his knees. Slowly, he lowered her to her back and came down over her without missing a stroke of his wonderfully thick cock into her cumt-hote.
Frank worked his hands out from under her sctuirming ass and pushed himself up until his arms were straight. The new position pressed his weight into her snatch and Lyn wiggled lasciviously, rubbing her spread pussy agifinst his crotch. His hips moved effortlessly, sliding his cock in and out of her clmdng twat at a steady tempo.
Her eyes fluttered open and she bated a hand, brushing her fingertips over his cheek. "I just love it," she munnured.
"What? Fucking?"
"Fucking you," she amended.
He lowered himself to his elbows and closed his hands over her heaving tits, then ducked his head and kissed her. The tempo with which he was en feeding his cock to her hungry cunt increased and n Lyn worked her hips more wantonly around under Ln his as she started racing him to see who was going en to cam fifit.
"Aaaaaaahhhhhhh!" she moaned under his demanding mouth. He tweaked her nipples and roried the puffy spheres about. Lyn raked at his e; back with her nails and beat a tattoo on his calves en with her heels as she fucked him back as lewdly as he was fucking her. She was on the verge of cummmg. Her stomach was nuttering as she heaved her trim ass up to meet the descent of his thick cock into her tight twat.
From the heaviness of his breathing, Lyn knew Frank couldn't be far behind her.
She wanted him to cam at the shame time she did. Lyn still believed the myth that mutual orgasm was better them her cumming before or after Frank had gotten his gun. She ground her wet pussy agiunst his loims, no longer ashamed of the sctuishy sounds that filled the small bedroom as his cock rode steadily in and out of her cunt-hole.
Suddenly, he froze. His cock jumped inside of her md then he was spurting his Jim into the depths of her fuck-hole. Lyn cried out agiunst his mouth as she started cummmg hefielf. Their fluids combined and oozed out of her tw'at, trickling down the crack of her ass to puddle under her sctuimmimg buttocks.
Frank conapsed over her as she let her legs fall away from his hips. They lay there, mouths pressed together, breathing through their nostrils as their bodies shuddered.
"Thank you," Lyn whispered when they had finally regained control of themselves and separated.
"For what?" he asked.
"Teaching me that sex is good, not like the way it was with those other men."
"It'n get better, I promise you," he replied.
Lyn didn't know how it could, but she believed him.