"The family gets it on" - читать интересную книгу автора (Allen Donna)

CHAPTER TWO

The twins adored their uncle and loved it when he came to stay with them. On the day of Rick's arrival, Jamie went to a basketball game, but Jodie stayed around the house and greeted him at the door.

"How's my favorite niece?" he said, leaving his suitcase in the front hall and taking the blonde teenager into his arms.

"I'm fine, Uncle Rick," Jodie squealed. He picked her up in his arms with ease and the curvy girl giggled and clung to his neck.

"Where's everybody?" Rick said, putting her down. They walked arm in arm into the living room.

"Jamie's at a basketball game," she said. She and her twin were almost inseparable. "He didn't want to go, but he had to. We both love when you're here." She threw her arms around his neck and kissed him full on the mouth.

"Why don't you come upstairs with me and help me unpack?" Rick said, and together they moved from the room and into the hallway where Rick retrieved his suitcase.

Once they arrived in the spare bedroom, Jodie jumped onto the bed and watched her uncle move around the room. She loved the way his muscles rippled. She thought her father was the handsomest man in the world, but her Uncle Rick was second best. She brought her knees back to her chest and held her arms around them. God, it was great to have such a sexy young uncle. She and Jamie were so lucky.

"Mom said I should keep you company until she comes home," the busty little blonde said.

Rick threw some shorts and undershirts in a drawer and stood for a moment eying the teenage girl. "I swear you get prettier all the time," he said, his eyes boring into her tits. "And with that figure, you're going to have to stop teasing your old uncle." He grinned and Jodie blushed. "You must drive the boys crazy with those boob."

"Now that you mention it, there is something I'd like to talk to you about," she said. She could always talk to her uncle about her problems. For some reason he understood her better than anyone. Even Jamie, who she adored. But Jamie was only a kid too and Rick was an experienced man of the world.

"What?" Rick said, hanging up a pair of pants in the closet. "I'm listening, baby. What's on your mind."

Jodie tugged at a long strand of golden hair and rocked her ass back and forth as she studied her uncle. "It's kind of a silly problem."

Rick finished unpacking and moved his suitcase to the top shelf of the closet. He sat down on the one chair in the room and lit his pipe. He stared at her through a cloud of smoke, his eyes narrowed and his cheeks caved in as he puffed: "Tell me what it is, honey," he said. "If it's a problem of yours, it's not silly."

The timbre of his voice assured her. His voice was deep, like her father's. Deep and masculine and almost, sort of sexy. Jamie's voice was deepening with age and he sounded something like them. But sitting here on the bed listening to her uncle gave the teenage girl butterflies in her tummy. Butterflies she'd never felt before.

Now she took a deep breath and looked down at her hands. She twisted a ring she wore on her index finger and continued averting her eyes. "It's about boys," she began.

"Isn't it always?" he said with a sparkle in his eyes.

Jodie looked up. "Are you laughing at me?"

"No, I'd never do that," Rich said. He puffed his pipe and assumed a serious expression. "Come on, honey. Tell your old uncle all about it."

The teenager avoided his gaze. "I don't know if I can," she said.

Rick rose up and slipped his shoes off. He climbed onto the bed and sighed deeply. "That's better," he said. "You don't mind, do you? It was a lot of driving and I'm bushed." He took her hand and kissed it lightly before replacing it on her lap.

A shiver went through the teenage girl's body and she quickly glanced at Rick's face. He looked perfectly composed and relaxed. He continued puffing on his pipe, but now his eyes were closed.

"I'll try," she said, her voice cracking slightly. Rick was stretched out and she noticed suddenly how tight his jeans were. He was a tall man, and muscular for his height. The way he was lying gave emphasis to the mass between his legs add the teenage girl shivered as she gazed at it.

She found herself mesmerized by his crotch. Suddenly he opened his eyes and turned to her. He smiled and she saw in his expression love and tenderness and she knew she could trust him and tell him anything.

He put his pipe down in the ashtray next to the bed and took her hand. "You know you can tell me anything," he said softly. "There's nothing you can say that would shock me. You kids are like my own."

"I know, Uncle Rick," Jodie said. She licked her lips and breathed deeply. "It's just that sometimes I get funny feelings and I think about doing things that I'm not supposed to do until I'm older."

Despite himself a tiny smile crossed Rick's face. "You're talking about sex, aren't you?" Jodie looked away and nodded. "Yes, about sex."

"Sounds pretty natural to me," Rick said gently.

"But it's wrong to think about what I think about," the blonde teenager whispered.

Rick sat up and put his arm around her shoulders. He drew her closer and patted her head. "You're becoming a woman," he said. "You sure look like one. At your age it's natural to be getting certain, how shall I say it, feelings."

"It scares me."

"What about Jamie?"

"What about him?"

"How's he handling his feelings? Boys his age are always horny."

"I… uh… don't know," Jodie stammered.

Rick continued patting her hair, but he moved his free hand to her thigh and left it there. "You mean to say you kids don't talk about sex? As close as you are?"

"Oh, we talk about it, but… oh, don't ask me about Jamie, please!"

"Sure, baby, sure," he said, stroking her thigh.

"Anyway…"

"Nowadays kids have a lot of temptations," Rick said, interrupting her. "It's not easy to resist. I know. Especially girls." He gazed down at her and hugged her against him. "Especially a girl who looks like you, honey. You're a dish if I ever saw one."

"Thanks, Uncle Rick," Jodie said, her voice quavering. His hand felt funny on her thigh. She knew he was only, comforting her, but she had strange butterflies in her pussy now as well as in her tummy.

"What about your friends?" Rick said.

"Most of them are still virgins."

"Or so they tell you." Rick chuckled.

Jodie shot him a glance. "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is girls only tell the truth to other girls who are fooling around too. That's the way it is."

"But how do they know who else is fooling around?"

"There's a look a girl gets," Rick said. "I can't explain it, but a girl's peers know even if adults don't."

"You mean they look different?"

"If that's what you're worried about, no, they don't look different to the world at large."

But they do to girls and boys their own age. "There's a look, I can't explain. Take you. You look like just what you are. A pretty little virgin." He kissed the tip of her nose and squeezed her thigh.

"Mostly it's with this one boy," Jodie said. She leaned against Rick and closed her eyes. It felt so good and safe in his arms.

"What about one boy? Is he your boyfriend?"

"Sort of," Jodie said, almost afraid to move when Rick pressed his thigh against hers.

"What's the problem, baby?" Rick said, kissing her hair and nuzzling her neck.

"He touches me sometimes and it feels funny and, I don't know, it's like I want him to touch me some more."

"Sounds natural to me," Rick said.

"And I get real wet down here." She pointed at her crotch. "And I think maybe I shouldn't let him touch me there, but sometimes I do." She blushed crimson and turned away.

"Oh, baby, baby," Rick said. "You're experiencing the arrival of womanhood. Don't fight it. It's a wonderful thing to feel those sensations you're describing."

Jodie fidgeted next to him on the bed. She had the same feelings now that she had with her boyfriend. Her pussy felt very wet and hot and kind of ached. It wasn't a pain, exactly, but it sort of hurt.

Rick brought her hand up to his face and kissed her palm lightly. He dabbed the tip of his tongue on one of her fingers and she flinched. An electric spark seemed to be passing between them and it frightened the teenage girl.

"What should I do Uncle Rick?" she said. "Well, you could take a cold shower, but they never worked for me," he said.

"Don't tease me!"

"I'm not teasing, honey," he said, taking her into his arms and sliding his hands down her back to her rounded ass.

A hot feverish feeling coursed through Jodie's spine. Rick left his hands on her plump asscheeks and squeezed them through her tight blue jeans. She felt his fingers on her asscrack and then realized one of her hands was resting on his fly. She was feeling his genitals through his jeans. Although she knew she ought to take her hand away, she left it there and felt his male essence throb.

The teenage blond felt dizzy and she clung to her uncle and let the wildly erotic sensations rage through her. When she opened her eyes, Rick was staring at her through half-shut eyes.

"You sweet baby," he whispered, pressing his lips to hers and plunging his tongue into her mouth.

The room went around and the teenager felt faint as she boldly filled his mouth with her tongue. She thrashed it around and explored his mouth and responded to the feel of his hands on her ass.

She moved her arms around his neck and returned his hot kisses, and their tongues dueled continually as their passion increased. She felt hot all over and the ache in her pussy increased. Even her tits felt tingly, and she felt her nipples stiffen inside as the tight confines of her bra.

She didn't know exactly how it happened, but suddenly her jeans were unzipped and Rick was tugging them off her feet. Now he hovered over her and cupped her nylon-covered asscheeks in his big hands. Wild chills and thrills shot through her as her beloved uncle caressed her plump round butt.

"Uncle Rick!" she gasped.

"Baby, baby, baby!" Rick said as he pulled her panties down her lush asscheeks.

He clutched her bare butt and her excitement increased wildly. Suddenly he was touching her in all her most secret places. Places where even her boyfriend hadn't touched her.

"Lie down, honey, lie down," Rick said.

The teenage girl gazed up at him. "What are you going to do, Uncle Rick?" she said.

"Oh, baby, I'm going to help educate you to the world of grown-ups," he said. "I'll help you, I swear it. I'll help you, Jodie."

"Yes, help me," the little blonde said as her sexy uncle ran a series of hot wet kisses over her face and throat.

Her head reeled when he lifted her tee-shirt and pulled it up to her neck. When it was off, when she was naked except for her bra, Rick stroked her round tits and taut belly while he kissed her again and again.

He cupped her tightly packed bra-cups and she felt her nipples burn. "Yes, yes, Uncle Rick!" she said. "Touch me here and here and here!"

Her pussy lubricated more than ever and his hands fondled and stroked and caressed until she thought she'd climax right on his hand. She was caught up in a whirlpool of sexual feelings and she raised her ass up as if to offer herself to him.

His strong hands reached around and unhooked her bra. "Uncle. Rick!" she cried. "Oh, God, Uncle Rick, this is wrong, isn't it? I'm so confused!"

"No, it's okay," Rick said as he peeled her bra off her tits. He gazed wide-eyed at her bare boobs. He touched them, squeezing the youthfully resilient melons and pinching her nipples. "It's natural for this to be happening," he said. "I'm your uncle, honey. You can trust me not to hurt you."

"Oh, I do, Uncle Rick, I do!" she said.

"You're so lovely, baby," he said, leaning over and touching the tip of his tongue to one of her tits.

She trembled all over at the intimate caress. She was embarrassed by the wetness between her legs and wondered if he'd noticed it. The lips of her cunt were puffy and hot and hurt in the way they always did when she was turned on.

Now she opened her legs to his hand and he gently caressed her torrid gash. "Nice wet pussy," he murmured, fingering her slippery cuntfolds. "Sweet pussy. I'll make you feel so good, honey. Better than you ever felt before. I'll make you feel better then when you masturbate. But you must promise you won't tell anyone about this. People might not understand."

"I promise, Uncle Rick," she said. "Just don't stop touching me like that. I feel so funny. When you touch me there, I can't explain it, it's just so nice."

"Like this?" He fingered her pulsating clit.

"Oh, yes!" she gasped. Tremors shot through her entire body and she was disappointed when he stopped.

"I'll make you feel better than that," Rick said. "But you must tell me you want me to. You must be sure you want me to make you feel wonderful. Because men are different from boys. Once a man starts something, he can't stop. It's too painful and injurious to his private parts. So you must be real certain you want me to go on. Do you, Jodie? Do you want me to go on?"

"Oh, yes, please!" she said.

Rick pushed her legs farther apart and gazed with hot eyes at her golden-fringed slit. Her cunt-meat gleamed wetly and she bit her lip to keep from moaning.

She watched her uncle rise up and quickly strip his clothes off. When he was wearing only his shorts, he climbed back onto the bed and sprawled between the teenage girl's legs.

"You've got a beautiful pussy," he said, holding her cuntlips open and stretching her cunt wide.

"Do I really?" the blonde said. "Oh, Uncle Rick, I always thought it was ugly."

He smiled and dabbed a fingertip up and down her slit. "You're so wet and excited, honey. There's nothing like a virgin cunt." His nostrils flared. "Why, you've got the cunt of a woman, did you know that?"

"Do I really?"

"Yes, darling," he said, lowering his face and pressing his open lips to her pussy.

She twitched uncontrollably when his tongue and lips touched her cunt. She involuntarily bucked her ass and pushed herself against his mouth. Her head rolled from side to side and when she next gazed down at him, his cheeks were wet with her love-juice. Still, he fluttered his tongue hungrily up and down her yawning slit and forced the tip into the mouth of her pussy.

"You're delicious," he mumbled through a mouthful of teen cunt-meat.

"I think I might faint," the teenager sighed. "You won't faint," Rick smiled, flipping his tongue over her clit and sending darts of wild excitement through her crotch.

"I've never felt like this before," Jodie said.

"Didn't your boyfriend ever do this to you?"

"No, he only touched me here. I never let him do this."

"But you like it?"

"Oh, yes, I love it!"

"I love it too, baby."

All feelings of right and wrong and good and bad were swept away. The teenage girl felt and responded and felt some more. Nothing that feels this good can be bad, she thought.

Suddenly Rick lifted his face and scrambled out of his shorts. He climbed over her and in a whirl of excitement he penetrated her. The little blonde hardly knew when it happened. One minute she was gasping at the slight feeling of pleasure when he pushed inside her body.

Her eyes popped open with surprise as her uncle's prick stretched her pussy almost to the point of splitting her in two. Or so she thought. His face didn't look like the face of her uncle. His lips were pulled back over his teeth and he was perspiring heavily. A lock of hair fell over his eyes and he was breathing shallowly.

Then he suddenly grinned and for a moment he left his cock imbedded inside her without moving.

"Well, honey, you're a woman now," he said.

"We're fucking aren't we, Uncle Rick?" she said.

He began stroking his thick ramrod-stiff prick in and out of her hungry little cunt. "Yes, baby, we're fucking."

In the beginning she felt a slight irritation when he thrust his dick in and out of her widespread cunthole. But the friction of his shaft against her clit made her forget the pain. As his prick soared high inside her body, she rocked her ass and fucked back.

Her tits jiggled and she raised her legs and attached them to his waist. She felt like he was riding her, as if she was an animal and he was her mate and he was riding her and riding her to oblivion.

She instinctively met his thrusts and the bedsprings creaked and tiny animal cries escaped her throat. She felt her pussy grab at his prick and he grunted and speeded up his strokes.

And then she was falling and falling and falling in space and it was like nothing she'd ever experienced before. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" she heard herself gasp. She thrashed her legs in the air as her orgasm engulfed her. "Oh, God, Uncle Rick! Fuck me! Fuck meeeeee!"

She slammed herself against him and brought her legs down and planted her feet on the mattress. She rammed her cunt at his rapidly stroking cock and wailed in high-pitched little shrieks as he hammered his dick into her inflamed cunt.

Somewhere in time she felt her uncle release hot jets of jism into her gash and she heard him grunt unintelligibly as he pistoned his cock more deeply inside her succulent mouth. She felt a moment of panic when he roared loudly and his strokes were so furious she thought he would tear her pussy in two.

She breathed easy when he finally collapsed on top of her. She loved the feel of his weight on her body. She held him in her arms and kissed him, feeling older than he that moment. Older, and yet more vulnerable.

When he rolled off her and gazed into her eyes, they kissed. He looked solemn when he held her cheek lightly with his big hand and peppered her face with kisses.

"Sorry?" he said softly.

"No, I loved it," she said. "And I'm a woman now," she smiled shyly. "Thanks to you, Uncle Rick, I'm a woman now."