Sheri had made sure Annie Faber had brought along her purse. The big one that looked almost like a picnic basket. You could hide, a small tv set in that thing. It was just past nine when they turned the corner of Main and Elm.
"I'm scared," Annie said. Holdgren's Drugstore glowed brightly from across the street. Sheri looked both ways and then realized that she'd seen crooks doing that in the movies for years. She laughed at her amateurish technique.
"If there was another way to get some rubbers, I'd do it," she whispered to Annie. "Do you have the nerve to just buy some?"
"Nope." Annie shook her head.
"Look, I'll take the purse. You go ask Mr. Holdgren for something…"
Annie frowned. "What'll I ask for?"
"Anything." Sheri bit her bottom lip. "No, better ask for something that'll take him to the other end of the store. Then I can make my move."
"You sound like a hood," Annie laughed. "But I'm still nervous."
"Come on. It'll be easy as pie." Sheri dragged her friend across the street. Annie was a gangling, tangle-haired tomboy. Tonight she had on a worn out pair of bib overalls and cowboy boots. She looked like a cross between a hippy and a farmer. But she had crazy ideas about almost everything and that was why Sheri patted Annie to give her courage. Then she drifted down towards the paperback rack, Annie's purse hung on her arm.
Annie was saying something to Mr. Holdgren now. He nodded and headed to the front. Sheri felt the excitement, the pinch of her emotions as the showdown neared. She knew exactly where the prophylactics wore kept, she'd been sure to case things earlier in the week. But there was a whole section of them. She tried to come to a decision, tiled to read the labels. Prelubricated. Preshaped tip. Thinnest latex. Skin in natural oil. At last she glanced to see that Mr. Holdgren was being taken care of and then scooped a dozen boxes into Annie's purse. Heart pounding, Sheri glided back to the paperbacks, chose one without reading the title and waited at the cash register until the manager came over.
"Looks interesting," Mr. Holdgren said and winked. "Kinda wish I was single again myself." Only then did Sheri look at the title she'd chosen. Swinging Singles: A Guide For The Working Girl. Sheri blushed and gathered up her change. She found Annie and they got the hell out of the drugstore.
"Well, did you get them?"
"A whole purseful," Sheri giggled and they hurried to Annie's house to divide up the loot.
When Sheri got back home it was past ten. She had half expected to get a good hot lecture from her mother, but was surprised to find Mona in bed, door closed. She went to her own room and placed the little boxes neatly in a row. Then she opened one and got out a foil package. She'd ended up with over fifty rubbers! More than enough to entertain her for a while, she thought. She felt kind of silly, having all that protection on hand. She was still a virgin, after all. But maybe this was what was keeping Robby from wanting to mess around with her. She couldn't blame him. How many uncles could take the chance of putting a baby in the belly of a niece? Sheri unrolled the rubber and held it up to the light.
"Wow! Really thin!" She put two fingers up inside the tube and stretched the tip with a fingernail. It didn't stretch far before she'd poked a big hole right in it! She stuffed the mined prophylactic back into its foil package and tossed it in the trash.
"I don't want that one inside me." She bounced over to her dresser and rummaged in a drawer. Something not too obvious, but nice. Robby was probably still up, working on his studies. She chose a pair of baggy, silk pajama bottoms. But then there was the problem of what to wear on top. The other half of the pj's weren't really revealing enough. Sheri frowned and rummaged some more. She came up with a skimpy little piece of silk she'd forgotten about. It was really a bra made completely from pale green nylon. But it was so much nothing, so lacy, so ridiculously not there that she knew it would go with the baggy bottoms perfectly.
"Oh yeah!" she breathed, turning before the mirror. Her breasts were framed perfectly by the tiny bra. It had the effect of lifting them slightly, of making them appear a tiny bit fuller. And her hard little nipples pushed out the silky material in a terribly sexy way.
Sheri traced the lines of her body. Touched her slim waist with her fingertips and patted her pert, firm ass. She hadn't acquired many curves thus far in her lift, but this outfit helped a lot. With her blonde hair falling every which way, she was almost seductive.
Using Mona's perfume, she went through the ritual of the three drops. Except tonight she decided to add two extras. One on each nipple of her breasts, holding the silky bra-top away until the heady stuff had dried. The other drops of magic had been placed on her ears and cunt. She was ready.
"Robby? You still up?" Sheri leaned against his closed door, panting slightly. Then she heard a splash from the end of the hall. The bathroom. Robby was taking a bath. Sheri shrugged and approached the door.
"Robby? Can I come in?"
"Hell no. I'm in the tub."
"Oh come on." She thought a second. "I gotta brush my teeth."
"Jesus."
Sheri heard the shower curtain being pulled.
"It'll only be for a little bit."
"Okay, hurry up and get it over with."
The shower curtain hid Robby from her sight when she came in. Sheri made the kind of noise expected of her. She ran the faucet, brushed her teeth. Brushed them again.
"Robby?"
"Yeah."
"I'll scrub your back if you want."
"I don't want."
"Okay. Just thought I'd ask."
Silence. Sheri flipped the water from her toothbrush and put it away. Then she sat on the closed commode and pecked around the shower curtain. Robby was soaping one hairy leg. She waited until he'd put the soap back in the dish and picked it up.
"Hey I told you…"
"Doesn't that feel good?" She rubbed the soap between his shoulder blades, dipped it into the water and rubbed some more. Robby let her. She cried to keep her breathing under control, but touching him, being that close to him rosily turned her on. He still hadn't seen what she was wearing.
"Okay, thanks." Robby slid down in the tub until the water was up around his neck. She caught a glimpse of his cock before it sank beneath the sudsy water. It looked pretty big to her. And kinda red.
"I'm getting out now," Robby said, throwing back the curtain, grabbing a towel to wrap around his middle. Sheri stepped back and watched him top onto the mat. He looked sinewy and nice. The water glistened on every muscle, every bump. "You going to bed?" she asked.
"I was going to have a beer…" For the first time Robby looked at her. He stopped breathing, started again: "… have a beer. Yeah. That was what I had in mind."
"I'll go get you one," Sheri bubbled, jumping up. She was aware of Robby's eyes on her as she moved between him and the door. She ran downstairs, got the cold beer and set a new record back to Robby's bedroom. He was standing by the bed, still drying.
Sheri closed the door behind her and put the beer on his desk. She made certain that her movements were just right. Sometimes the baggy pajama bottoms clung between her thighs, between the firm cheeks of her ass. Sometimes they billowed, hiding what was below her waist. Robby just kept drying himself and watching her. The aroma of Mona's perfume was coming off her body in waves. Sheri licked her lips. Her heart thudded as she drifted close to Robby. That's when she pressed the foil packet into his palm.
"Got you a little present."
"What?" He looked at the words on the packet. "God damn."
"You were afraid of…" She shrugged and let the blush come, "… oh, you know." Robby grabbed both her arms, whirled her around and marched her towards the door.
"You get the hell back to your bedroom, you hear?"
"Robby! Robby, what's wrong?" The towel had fallen from his hips. Sheri knew she had to get him interested… and fast. She twisted from his grasp and faced him. At the same time her trembling fingers clutched for what she wanted. She found exactly that. It was hard and damp from his bath. She circled her hands around him and rubbed gently. Her lashes fluttered as she lifted her chin, lifted her lipsticked mouth up towards him.
"Oh Robby… I'm just trying to please you." She watched his eyes close and open again. His breathing was fast and deep. As he hesitated there by the door, she pushed her parted lips against one of his taut, male nipples. Gently she nursed the odd little bump. Boys were so flat. Her tongue swathed him wetly until a trickle of her spit cased down his belly. Then she took her mouth away and aw the pink smear she'd left. Robby had closed his eyes again. A good sign. Sheri felt like giggling. She felt victorious, though he still hadn't made a move towards the bed. The anticipation that perhaps this would be the night filled her. Between her thighs, that tiny lump of flesh that was her cherry seemed to beg for destruction.
"Robby?"
"Yes."
"Fuck me. Please, fuck me."
Robby pulled her slowly against him. Her tits rubbed across his nakedness. She let go his cock and dug her nails into the meat of his ass instead. She whimpered and kissed his fresh smelling skin. His cock was like a hot piece of iron pushing into the softness of her belly.
Robby flicked off the overhead light. Sheri stood shivering, excited past reason. She looked at him, waiting for his move. He stepped towards her and took both her hands, interlacing his fingers through them. Then he forced her down, down to her knees before him. His slender cock bobbed before her face. Sheri was panting like a dog.
She knew what he wanted. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. Robby held the shaft of his cock with one hand, the back of her head with the other. Gently he eased her forward. Pink lipstick smeared across the feverish head. Then the thing slipped between her teeth, over her tongue, bumped against her throat. Sheri gagged, got control. Instinctively she began to suck the hot hard cock. It was so quiet in the room! Her sucking, dripping spit crackled loudly.
"Yeah… Yeah Sheri… Like that, baby!"
She drove the point of her tongue between the two lobes at the bottom of his tip. His cock seemed to be especially sensitive there. She licked and sucked and nursed him, breathing noisily through her nostrils. His cock lengthened and pulsed as she bathed it in hot spit.
"You want me to fuck you? To break your cherry?"
"Oh y-y-yesssss!" Sheri lapped at the saliva dripping down her chin.
"Remember, you're a virgin." He sunk his fingers in her blonde hair, forced her head back so she was looking up at him. "It'll hurt. It might hurt a lot."
A shudder of yearning passion went through her body. "Ohhh do it to me, Uncle Robby! Please do it to me! I'll do anything if you fuck me!"
He growled with the passion she'd fired in him. Sheri felt joyful. It had worked! She was sexy. Desirable. Wanted.
Robby pulled her to her foot and led her to the bed. He slipped her baggy pj's down and draped them on a chair. Then he undid her filmy little bra and eased the silk cups away from her breasts. Sheri felt feverish, giddy. She knew the musky scent of Mona's perfume was wafting up to Robby. The head of his cock dangled a few inches away from her belly button. And below she could see the blonde wisps of her cunthair. Did she have enough for. Robby's taste? She giggled nervously at the thought of Robby tasting her. Then wondered if perhaps he might try.
Robby kissed her neck, her mouth. She whimpered and pressed herself weakly into his embrace. He lay her on her back on the edge of the bed and held a foot in his hand. After kissing each toe, he pushed her knees back until they almost touched her tits.
Sheri felt embarrassed at the way this position exposed her cent so completely. It was really stretched open! Robby could see every fold, every soft, dripping petal. What did it look like to him? She hoped he didn't think it was ugly.
"Lovely," he whispered. "I can't believe you're so beautiful."
"Ohhhh Robby, what are you doing to me?"
"Sheri. It's all pink inside! And you're dripping juice all over the place." Robby lowered his head down. Sheri closed her eyes with the excitement of anticipation. Was he really going to kiss her there? Yes! She felt his lips brush the glistening membranes and then he nuzzled his chin into the soft, mushy heat.
A throaty, growling sound rattled from deep in her throat. She could feel Robby's tongue lashing out into the fevered hollows. She couldn't keep still. She began to grind her bottom around in a slow circle, exposing more of her hidden places to his hungry mouth.
"Ohhhh… you it eating me up!"
"Sheri, you taste like heaven. I want to get you good and hot and juicy. So you'll really want it when I break you!"
"I really want it now," she gasped, hardly able to focus her eyes.
"I mean I want you half out of your mind!"
"Ohhh Robby, your tongue… it's so tickly!" Robby had his hands tucked into the soft places behind each of her knees. He held her legs back like that, forcing them apart to expose even more of her dainty, unblemished pussy. Gasping, Sheri rubbed her palms over her turgid-breasts. The pink nipples were rigid and extremely sensitive. Sheri whimpered as Robby's tongue licked slowly down her slit. The pink folds opened to his mouth and he sucked them with soft, sexy movements. She could tell he was caressing her cherry now, pressing in against it a little. Then he gouged his tonguetip upwards until it grazed over the feverish knot of her clit.
"Oooooooooowwhheeeee!" she sang, shoulders flopping. She found his head with her hands and dug her nails into the nape of his neck. Robby lapped her like a dog now, or like a kid eating ice cream. Her sparse, blonde curls were drenched with his spit.
"You sure you want me to do this?" he asked, looking up across her belly.
"God yes!"
"You don't want to be a virgin anymore?"
"I never did."
"It's something you can't take back. Once my cock breaks that little cherry, you're fucked. Fucked for good."
"Ohhhh do it, Robby! I want to be fucked!" She growled the word, loving the way it felt in her mouth. "Fuck… fuck… fuck!" It was a wonderful word. Why did people come down on it so much? Why did they use it in the wrong way?
Robby us licking the backs of her thighs now, lapping her bottom, even getting close to her knotted, dry asshole. Instinctively, Sheri tightened it and Robby laughed.
"Even that part of you is beautiful. I wouldn't mind sticking my cock in there, too."
"Noooo!" she shrieked, clapping a hand over her rectum. Robby kissed her knuckles, then took the hand and pushed his tongue between each finger. She let him suck her pinky between his teeth. Then he was eating on her cunt again, trying to stretch her hymen.
"I can't wait," she moaned.
"Oh yes, you can wait." Robby kissed her heaving belly, kissed upwards until he was lapping wetly at the bottoms of her tits. When he nibbled at the nipple, Sheri wrapped her thighs tight around his head and squeezed. His shoulders were shoving the backs of her knees, stretching her legs far back. It felt weird but very sexy. It seemed primitive too. The first woman who ever fucked on her back probably had her legs stretched just like Robby had stretched hers.
Robby took the rubber from its package and rolled the thin membrane down over his cock. Sheri watched the ultra-thin latex cling to his flesh. She could easily see through it. She could see the veins and bumps on Robby's cock. The dark head throbbed, stretching the sheath each time a surge of blood filled it more.
"Wet it," Robby breathed, pulling himself up over her body, his cock dangling close to her mouth. Sheri obeyed, steadying the blood-heavy thing in her fingers as she sucked noisily at the head. She let it glide over her tongue to the back of her mouth. She suppressed her urge to gag and Robby seemed to sense she couldn't take it deeper. He left it in that position while she thoroughly swathed the rubbery surface with her spit. She was about half out of her mind with passion.
The thought that that thing she tongued was going to be forced up into her body made her tremble. She was actually going to fuck! After all those dreams, oil those hot hopes! Now it was the real thing! "Robby… Ohhh God do I want it!" She watched the strings of spit dangling from the sheathed tip. She watched as Robby eased his body into position, holding his shaft steady. Then the touch of the spongy head against her outer lips. They were already stretched wide and the head glided down her slit, down to that magic spot that glistened with her juice. But instead of going ahead with it, Robby just rubbed her with his cock.
Sheri humped her bottom hungrily, tossing her head, clawing the bedspread, moaning.
"Nhhuuuhhh… Mmmmmm… Ohhhh fuck me!"
But just when she thought he was about to lunge forward, Robby would dip his swollen prickhead up her slit until he'd found her clit. Then he would tickle and tease the raw place until Sheri thought she might scream.
Her long blonde hair was tangled across her face.
She fluttered her eyes and slobbered down her chin, urging Robby all the while with her hands. Their bodies were so tantalizingly close! The rub of his skin, the heat from his mouth! It was so lovely to have a man this close!
But why wouldn't Robby go ahead and take her? Surely he wanted her body as badly as she wanted his.
"Robby… you want me, don't you?"
"God yes!"
"Ohhh, do it then… do it right now!"
"You really want me to fuck you?"
"Uh huh! Bad! Want it bad!"
He kissed her open mouth and she felt him sliding his cock down again. Sliding it down along her slippery deft until it bumped into that mysterious hollow. Robby petted the hair from her eyes and kissed her nose.
"Yes… yesss!" She licked his tongue and suckled hungrily at his bottom lip. Then Robby pulled the corner of the bedspread up and made Sheri take the twisted corner between her teeth.
"Don't argue. Just bite on this…" Sheri tried to ask why, but couldn't talk with the spread in her mouth. She could hardly catch her breath enough to speak anyway. Her trim bottom was plunging up and down against the firm pressure of Robby's cock. Her heart pounded. Her breath whistled sharply through her nostrils. And her eyes raged with desire. She clung to his strong body, pulling him to her, begging with her movements for him to do what had to be done.
"Uncle Robby," she moaned, excited by the thought of incest. She hadn't really thought about it much until this moment. But the fact was that he was her mother's brother was suddenly wiping her out. It was terribly naughty. She caressed his face.
"Call me your niece," she begged.
"Jesus."
"No… do it. It's fun!"
"Sheri," he said, "my sweet little niece."
"Ohhhhhhhh!"
And then Robby's hips began to move forward. Slowly, but without mercy, he forced his cocktip down into her hollow. The muscles around her hole convulsed in panic. She felt an ache build and then something started to sting bad. She shoved the twisted bedcovers between her teeth again and bit hard.
"Ohhhh… Ohhhh God, it hurts!" She tossed her body around wildly, trying to bring her legs down. But Robby held them up, stretching her posy wide. Keeping her vulnerable to his spear.
A sharp ripple of pain went through her. For a second she saw colors on her closed lids and a wave of nausea made her stomach buck. She clamped her teeth hard on the twisted bed covers. Robby pulled back slightly and she felt the ragged edge of her tear. But it was only torn a little. Robby lunged powerfully, suddenly.
Sheri screamed. Then she was mumbling, groaning, her mouth covered with Robby's hand.
"You'll get your mother in here, damn it."
"Ohhhh God… Ohhh fuck… it hurt so bad."
Robby eased his shaft through the tear in her body. "Still hurt?"
"Kind of…" But the pain wasn't too bad now. She could feel her insides being touched for the first time. She could feel Robby's cock sliding in the slick butter that coated her tube. He pumped with gentle motions of his body, letting himself meld with her. A new sensation swept through Sheri's slender body. An itchy goodness. A warm full feeling that defied description.
"Ohhhh Uncle Robby… Ohhh, I can feel your cock going in!"
"Sheri, baby…" He kissed her mouth and she kissed back with every ounce of passion she had. The pain was fading. She could ignore the sting at the torn edges of her cherry. And the ache that spread deep inside her was a wonderful ache. The ache of being stretched into a woman at last.
"Does it feel good to you?"
"Mmmmm…" Robby groaned.
"Tell me… please tell me how it feels!"
"You're hot inside," Robby managed to say, "and tight. I can feel the way you're put together. The way your hole is slanted in your belly, the way it moves when you tighten your muscles…"
Sheri tightened her cunt and watched the expression on Robby's face. He pulled back a little, letting more of her juices swim between their parts. Then he fucked in again and a shudder of excitement made Sheri lose her breath.
"God!" She kissed Robby's shoulder, then bit it. "I can't believe how it feels. Something so big inside me… so hard. I wasn't sure I had a place for a man. From the outside it looked like God had forgotten to give me a pussy."
Robby laughed. "He gave you one, Sheri. Jesus, did he ever!"
"Do you like me a lot?" she whimpered, looking into his eyes.
Robby slid his hands down to her bottom. "I'm fucking you, aren't I? I'm fucking my own niece."
"Ohhhh… move like that," she gasped, feeling his cock go deeper. She put her hands down between their bellies, Robby moving to let her. Then she touched the slender, hard shape of his cock and felt that he was only inside her four Indies. There was more to slip inside her heat. She traced her way back to his balls, cupped them gently. Robby made a mound she'd never heard before. The orbs felt heavy. She dipped a finger in the juices that spilled from her crevice and smeared them back along his rubber-sheathed shaft. But when she held her hand before her eye she saw the blood.
"How bad am I hurt?" she whimpered to Robby.
"You'll live." He kissed her neck and pumped his cock deeper. The slick noises of her cunt getting fucked made Sheri forget the blood. She was conscious of Robby's position, of how his knees were on the floor. Her bottom hung off the edge of the low bed as he fucked her. Juice and blood dribbled down her bare ass. She could hear the drip drip, making a puddle on the rug. And still Robby was penetrating deeper, deeper.
"What if I'm not big enough?" she gasped. "Then I'll stop."
"Will it hurt? If you come to the end of me?"
"No… I'll be careful."
"Oh Uncle Rob… I love you!" She clung to his neck, kissing and babbling. He kissed her back, kissed her breasts, tongued her face with spit. Then he held her small waist still and lunged.
Organs moved around inside her making room for the invading meat. She was sure now that he was all the way in. How much more was a girl expected to take? She felt frantically where their bodies joined. An inch left. Another inch and Robby would be as deep as he could go. Sheri bucked her back and urged him forward with her fingers. She was trying hard to be brave.
"I didn't really think I'd get this far," he whispered against her ear.
"Ohhh whisper more to me," Sheri gasped, "it tickles so nice."
"What'll I say?"
"Talk dirty," Sheri told him. She didn't know why those particular words had popped out. But she did so want to hear her uncle's voice. Wanted to hear something smutty.
"I'm fucking you," he said, laughing a little at first. Then she could tell he was getting excited by the game. "You sweet little cunt. I'm fucking your pussy good. It's tight and hot and I love it! You're a sex-crazed, Sheri, did you know that?"
"I know it! I know it!"
"You love to fuck!"
"Ohhhhhh yesss!"
"And I'm going to fuck you till you're cross-eyed, you wild little bitch!"
"Ohhhh… Mmmmmmmmmm…"
Sheri began to work her ass up and down against the steady penetration of Robby's cock. She found that it made it slide deeper when she did that. She grunted with the tickly passion that spread through her pelvic area. The whole bottom part of her body seemed to be alive with electric pleasure. And every movement set off new thrills. She dug her nails into the firmness of Robby's ass cheeks.
She was excitingly aware of their kinship. She kissed his neck and rolled her ass in wild circles.
"Uncle… my sweet Uncle Robby."
"My sexy little niece," Rob breathed and kissed her mouth so hard that she lost her breath. He wasn't fooling around anymore. He was fucking her hard. His lunge, made it feel like a spear was being driven upwards into her flesh. Her belly quaked with the force of his fucking. Her pussy flooded with juice. And her clit was being rubbed roughly by the hilt of his body. Instantly, Sheri knew that he was all the way in her! She sensed the position of their bodies, the full feel of cock in her belly.
"I did it, Uncle Rob… Ohhhh I'm fucking you!"
"Sheri… Jesus!" He held her willowy body and fucked her like a madman. She felt weak in comparison. He bit and stabbed and roughed her small tits with his teeth. She was transformed to another place, another existence. She felt like the weak female of history being raped and ravaged by the conquering male. She rose above her human form for a moment. She was the female of all nature, the soft and surrendering half. And her uncle was the raging bull!
Sheri was dizzy with feverish excitement. She bucked her body, hugged Robby against her belly. She dug at his ass with her heels, urging him to go faster, harder, rougher.
A dazzling glow of pleasure built at her loins. At first it was a soft feeling. Something vaguely pleasurable… then very pleasurable. Until at last it was a raging, consuming storm of thrills that threatened to make her lose consciousness.
"Oh… God… fuck… hhhooooooooo!" Her toes fanned wide apart and her fingers became claws as the thundering excitement devastated her senses. She felt like she was falling in a void, but she didn't mind the fall. It was a wonderful fall. Her body bucked and squirmed as the fingers of pure ecstasy gouged at every pore.
"Ohhhh Uncle Robby… Ohhhhhh shhhhhit!"
She came, biting Robby's shoulder. And he was biting her, too. Sucking on her, kissing on her. His hard, slender prick speared wonderfully into her heated insides. The slurpy fucking sounds thrilled her. The clasping convulsions of her cunt around his prick sent shivers through her back. And Sheri could feel the suction of her body, the pull of her female parts as if they wanted to devour that cock completely.
"Sheri… Sheri…!" Robby jerked and she felt his cock swell at the base. The swelling moved up the shaft until the head was flared huge inside the safety of the rubber. She was sure he was coming. She could almost feel the tip of the sheath bulge with trapped seed. He rammed her with carnal fury. She spread her thighs wide and gave him all that he was capable of taking. He took until they were both covered with sweat, both panting furiously.
And as the lovely tickle ebbed away, Sheri sobbed with happiness against his body. She wrapped her thighs around him and crossed her ankles and squeezed. She kissed his face and shoulders and held his hard man's ass.
"God, shit… Jesus Christ, I just can't believe it!"
"It was good! Sooo good!" Sheri was sure she would never be unhappy again.
Thirty minutes later, she felt like crying.
"Uncle Rob?"
"What?"
"You sure are acting funny." Sheri was stretched on his bed, still naked. She had a towel wadded between her thighs and as Robby moved across the room, she sat up and examined it. There were a few flecks of blood, one big spot and the rest was just her own juices.
"Still bleeding?"
Sheri shook her head. "It didn't amount to much, I guess. It only stings a little bit." She met his eyes but he looked, away. "What's wrong, Robby? Did I do something dumb?"
"No, Sheri. It's just that… it's just this situation." He put on his glasses. Sheri thought a naked man looked funny with glasses. As if he'd read her mind, Robby rook them off again. "It's impossible really. I can't go making love to you any time."
"But it was wonderful…"
"Sure I won't deny that." He crossed his arms on his chest. "But in this house. Under your mother's nose. And Mona is my sister."
"It is kinda tangled up, isn't it?"
"Sure as shit is."
Sheri smothered a sob. She wiped her eyes on the back of her hand and wiggled into her baggy, sexy pajama bottoms. Then she pushed the silky straps of her little bra up under her tits. Robby came over and fastened it in back. She turned suddenly.
"Let me spend the night with you!" she begged, hugging him.
"You've got to be kidding. You've got to go to school tomorrow. So Mona goes to wake you up and finds you here." He slapped his head. "Oh wow!"
"I'll sneak back to my room before the sun's up. Promise!" She hugged him some more. "We don't have to fuck or anything. I'll keep my pj's on. I won't crowd you, I won't snore, I won't…"
Robby laughed and hugged her to him. "I guess so. For a little while. But damn it Sheri, you've got to realize we're on dangerous ground."
Though she'd won her little victory, Sheri still felt that Robby was acting strange. He was treating her with reserve now. As if he was afraid of touching the wrong button and setting her going again. She snuggled and tickled him under the covers but he didn't respond. He didn't even have a hard-on.
But she didn't care about sex. She wanted to feel what it was like to really sleep with a man. To feel his stirrings in the night. To feel his strength and warmth. They nuzzled in the darkness, Robby putting an arm around her body to comfort her.
Sometime in the early morning, Sheri awakened. Robby was sleeping soundly. So soundly that her hot kisses didn't seem to have any affect on him at all. She fed at his lips for a while, amused at his completely oblivious state. Then she searched his body with her fingers, surprised to find that he had a terrific erection.
A surge of excitement thrilled her. She found herself panting, wishing she could have him fucking her again. That was when the idea hit her. Robby was on his back, his rigid cock laying up along his belly. Sheri moved ever so slowly in the bed as she worked her pj bottoms down and off.
Gently, holding her breath and staying still when she thought she might be disturbing him, Sheri straddled his body and held his cock up at the right angle to meet her pussy. Of course Robby had stripped the rubber off and thrown it away. But she wasn't going to fuck till they both came. She just wanted to have him inside her.
Gingerly she pushed her peeled cunt back against the hot barbed head and wiggled to let her juices cover it. Then she forced her body backwards until the slender stiffness was entering her. It glided inside easily as she concentrated on keeping her muscles in the relaxed state. When Robby snuffled and flopped his head on the pillow, she froze, loving the fullness that was stretching her again.
It took her a good five minutes to embed his cock in the depths of her pussy. Then she cased herself down on him and put her face against his chest. Robby went on snoring. It felt soooo good. Surely there couldn't be any harm in it. Robby had talked like they couldn't ever fuck again. Sheri knew that after having cock inside her, she'd want it there again and again. Like now.
The easy way it fit into her hole. Sure, she was pretty tight, but so slick! Sheri wiggled some to make sun she had all of him. Then she put her face against his chest, closed her eyes and enjoyed. She didn't have to move. Just having her cunt filled was enough.
She should have known better. As the early morning light began to come up into the room she felt her passions burning like wildfire. She had started to wiggle and squirm ever so slightly atop Robby's body. He moaned, opened his eyes.
"Christ! What are you doing Sheri?"
"I couldn't help it," she whimpered, kissing his face.
"I don't even have a rubber on…"
"How does it feel?" she breathed, working her bottom faster. "How does it feel, skin to skin?"
"Way too good to keep doing it," Robby grunted, hugging her body down against him. She felt excited all over again. She wanted to fuck him this lime, make it good. And she could feel his cock lengthening now that he was awake. It was getting thick and hot as more blood rushed to take we of his aroused appetite.
"Get off," he gasped, grabbing her hips suddenly.
"Why darling? Ohhh it does feel good, doesn't it? I think I like it without the rubber best."
"Oh you're so hard! You're really deep too… feel this?" She squirmed furiously atop his body. The walls of her slick, velvet tube swathed his cocktip hotly. Robby began to breathe raggedly. He clutched at her dancing white ass.
"Off, get off or I'm gonna fill you full of cum!"
It was all the warning Sheri needed. She popped her pussy free from the lovely prick that had delved so deep into her body. Almost the instant she turned to look at the engorged cock, it sprayed white strings of jizz up over Robby's belly and chest.
"Wow!" Sheri gasped, "it sure is powerful." She grabbed the buttery shaft and pointed it straight up. Thick curds frothed out and slipped down over her knuckles. Sheri's heart thudded from the experience of seeing it actually happen. How could Robby not like her? She wanted to make him happy and make herself happy too. It seemed such an easy thing with them both living in the same house.
"Sheri… Ohhhh… God damn!"
"Am I doing it right?" she said, moving her hand up and down. Her palm glided easily over the slickened surface of his shaft. The movements made a soft, sucking noise that reminded her of fucking. She watched the lovely organ pulse powerfully as the last few droplets of seed plopped onto Robby's stomach and dribbled down to the bed. Sheri heard her alarm clock going off in the next room.
"I gotta run. I don't want mama to know where I've been all night." She giggled, wiped her cummy hands on her pajama bottoms and wadded them into a ball. She looked around the room for her bra.
"I can't find my top, Robby. Would you look for it and hide it or something? Mona's gonna be knocking on my door in a little bit…" She hurried through the door and down the hall to her room. No sooner had she slipped inside than she heard her mother climbing the stairs.
"I'm up mama," she called, stuffing her soiled pajamas under her pillow. Sheri went to the mirror to look at herself. Her cheeks were rosy and healthy looking. Her breasts jutted out from her chest as if at last they'd been properly adored.
"I think I'm in love," she said, rubbing her flat belly. "With my own uncle."