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Chapter 8

"You'd better go help Nancy with lunch," Ken said. "And bring me a beer, will you?"

He switched on the TV and sat down to catch the news, trying not to think about his youngest daughter and all the problems his screwing her in the ass might have caused. He was in so deep with both girls now that it seemed hopeless, and the prospect of getting out of there looked better by the minute.

"It'll be ready in about ten minutes," Dana said when she brought him a cold can of beer.

"Fine. Thanks."

"Dad, would it be okay if I went out for a walk after we eat? I haven't been outside for a long time, and it'd give you a chance to talk to Nancy."

"Yes, I think that'd be a good idea. Just make sure you don't exert yourself too much. And keep those glasses on."

"I will."

He had emptied the can by the time Dana called him in. When he sat down to the table, he noticed that Nancy was indeed in a sullen mood. She didn't look up from her plate to greet him, nor did she say a word to Dana.

"Nan," he said, "thanks for mailing that letter for me."

"You're welcome," she muttered.

"Do you think they'll send you out on another job when they get that report?" Dana asked.

"I don't know, honey."

"Will you take it if they do?"

"I don't know that, either. It all depends." He paused for a moment, then dropped the bomb shell. "If it looks interesting, I probably will."

Both girls stopped eating and looked at him with bulging eyes. He kept his expression blank and he forked food into his mouth, letting his statement sink in. He didn't want to disappoint either of them, but the sooner they knew his intentions the better.

Dana finally found her voice. "But I thought…! I mean, you said… ..!"

He had to relent when he saw the sorrow in her eyes. "That doesn't mean I'm definitely going to leave. It's only a possibility that I'll have to think about if it comes up."

Before they could pursue the matter any farther, he began asking about news of the neighborhood and some of the people he had met who lived around there. Dana supplied most of the answers, with Nancy making only a comment or two. When they were through, Ken opened another beer and went into the living room to read some of the magazines he subscribed to that had arrived during his long absence.

"I'm going out now, Daddy," Dana said, passing through. "Nancy's going to take care of the kitchen."

"Okay. Remember what I said."

"Sure. 'Bye."

He became engrossed in the magazines while he waited for Nancy to finish her chores so they could talk. A little while later, she set up an ironing board and iron in the dining area and brought clothes in from the dryer. Feigning indifference, he continued reading until she had started pressing things.

"I thought you did the housework naked," he said amiably. She was wearing a skimpy halter and brief shorts.

"I don't feel like it today," she replied in a monotone.

"Is there anything wrong?"

"No, I guess not."

"Nan, are you sore? I don't mean angry. Do you hurt?"

She swallowed hard and chewed her lower lip, not looking up from her work. "A little. It'll be all right."

Ken put his magazine down and leaned forward. "Look, honey, I tried to tell you last night how sorry I was about what happened, but you wouldn't listen. Will you hear me out now?"

Nancy wiped a hand across her eyes and continued ironing. "I suppose."

"Sometimes things happen to a man, especially when there are beautiful girls around with hardly any clothes on. He gets hungry for them just like you get hungry for food, and he wants to do things to them. It often gets out of hand, even though he doesn't mean it to. Like last night. Do you understand?"

She folded a pair of pressed shorts and picked up another. "I don't know whether I do or not."

Ken sighed and rubbed his temples. This was going to be harder than he had thought. "Nan, a guy gets excited when he sees a naked or nearly naked girl. His penis gets hard. He can't help it. Then he wants to put his penis inside her. He wants to, well, fuck her. And he wants to suck her breasts and lick her between the legs and things like that. Do you see?"

"No." Her lips were quivering and she was blinking. "I don't know what you mean by 'fuck.' Is that what you did to me last night on the floor?"

He ran a hand through his hair and squeezed the back of his neck. "Not exactly. Fucking is when a man puts his penis in a girl's vagina.

That's where the opening is between your legs. Do you know where yours is?"

The girl nodded silently, but by this time tears were running down her face and dripping off her chin.

"You see, honey, that's how people make babies. Girls who have never had a penis in their vagina are called virgins. You're a virgin, and that's why last night I put it in…the other place, because I didn't want to take that away from you." He took a deep breath. "Was it really very painful?"

"I…don't remember too much about it. I think I blacked out for a while."

Ken groaned and his chin dropped to his chest. "Nan, all I can say is I'm sorry, and the only reason I did it was because I love you."

"Excuse me." Nancy put down the iron and ran from the room.

He heard her blowing her nose in the bathroom, then her bare feet on the carpet when she returned. Looking up, he saw that she was standing directly in front of him, her eyes red and puffy.

"Uncle Ken, I'm sorry for the way I've been acting. I guess I just don't understand a lot of things. You didn't really hurt me that bad last night. I guess I was just kinda shocked. Nothing like that has ever happened to me before, and it shook me up."

"I understand, baby. You don't have to be sorry."

Nancy sniffed and bobbed her head. "Yes, I do. I think the only reason you're planning on leaving is because of dumb me. I don't want you to go away again, any more than Dana does. I know you're only my uncle, but you're the closest thing to a dad that I have. I'd do anything if you'd just stay here with us. Anything!"

The forlorn look on her face and the beseeching tone of her voice nearly prompted him to break his vow to Lynn and tell her that he really was her father. Instead, he put his arms around her waist, drew her close, and pushed his face into her soft tit.

"Baby, I'm so glad you feel that way. You don't know how glad. You mean a lot to me."

The feel of her warm body and the fresh healthy smell of her sparked a renewed passion for the young nymph. As he held her, his prick began ballooning, and the clutching desire flamed up again in his loins. In his need to keep this delicate moment of closeness alive, he reached up to undo her halter, took it off, then covered the end of her bare tit and began sucking gently.

Nancy placed her hands on his shoulders and stood stock still, watching mutely as he tugged and pulled on her nipples, first one and then the other. She was enthralled at the response of her feelings toward his warm, and tender display of affection. Almost at once, she felt a tickling in her crotch and her tummy began to flutter.

As he burrowed his face into her tits and swabbed the stiff points with his tongue, Ken unzipped the side of her shorts and let them fall to her feet. Then he peeled her brief panties over her buttocks and hips and let them drop also. The only sound in the room was that of his smacking lips as Nancy stepped out of her things and kicked them away.

Pushing her back a step, he kissed the valley between her tits, her rib cage, sides and stomach. Then he slid off the chair to his knees and began brushing his lips over her abdomen, pelvis and hips. They were both breathing heavily when he reached her thighs, and without a word, Nancy, spread her feet apart, as though she knew intuitively what was going to happen.

Moving back to her pelvis, with the girl looking down at him through her outthrust orbs, he nuzzled into her soft pubic fleece, then worked down to the puffy lips of her twat. Using his tongue, he parted the curl-fringed canyon and began licking the slick dewy flesh as he ran his hands up and down from her buns up her calves.

"Ooohhh, Ken!" Nancy gasped at last, feeling ripples of ecstasy race through her like tiny electric shocks. "Ooohhh! What are you doing to me?"

Her snatch was as sweet as Dana's, as was the liquid honey that seeped into her slit. She was vibrating all over, and there was a tremulous shake in her legs. He continued to tease her clit with the tip of his tongue as he slipped a hand into her crotch and cautiously felt for her vaginal opening with his index finger.

"Uncle Ken!" the girl moaned, her nails digging into his shoulders as he slipped the tip of his finger into her juicy hole and twirled it around the entrance. "Oh, Jeez! Hhhuuuhhh! Gosh, I can hardly stand up!

Ooohhh! Is that where my…vagina is?"

Ken already knew what he was going to do. There was no question about it. He had to sample this tender young piece just as he had initiated Dana. Once he had fucked them both, perhaps his insane craving for them wouldn't be nearly as strong. He was certain that it had been their mere unavailability that had brought on this avid need for them in the first place.

Probing farther into her slimy sheath, he found Nancy's hymen. There wasn't much to it. Just a thin circle of membrane with a hole in the center large enough to accept his finger. He pushed on through the opening and buried his digit to the last knuckle in her tunnel.

"Ken! Oh, wow! Why are you doing this to me? I'm going ape! My legs feel so weak! Jeez! Oh, gosh!"

Nancy wasn't kidding. Her knees were like water, and she was on the verge of toppling over. Every fiber of her being seemed to be on fire, and scintillating sparks were flashing out from her pelvis. She dug her nails deep into his back as she tried to remain upright.

Feeling her sway drunkenly, Ken realized it was time. He got up and dropped back into the chair, immediately fumbling for his zipper and ripping it down. His prick sprang out stiffly, hard and pulsing, the shiny cockhead distended until the skin was taut.

He wiped his lips with the back of his hand, then motioned her up onto his lap. "C'mon, honey! Crawl up here!"

Nancy was surprised that she felt no fear or anxiety as she approached him, particularly after last night. The short period of loving kisses and caresses had washed away all feelings of hurt and despair. She again had implicit faith in him and whatever he would do to her. She climbed up with her knees straddling his hips and her pussy poised over his rigid cock.

"Oh Lord, baby," he moaned, "I need you so much!

Pulling her close, he took a nipple in his mouth and began sucking on it while he took hold of his organ and rubbed the head back and forth in her milky slash. The delicious sensation of her steamy slit on his tool made his legs jerk, and his cum-engorged balls draw up into his crotch.

For a reason unknown to her, Nancy knew that all this was much different than what had happened before. It felt as though he was doing something to her that was completely natural, and somehow she was ready for it. She responded by pressing her tit against his face, almost smothering him with her large cone, and by squatting down hard on the head of his cock, though it wasn't inside her.

"Oh, Ken! I don't know why, but this feels so super! Honest to God, it makes me feel all fuzzy! Oh, Ken! This is nice!"

He was sluicing his cockhead through her crotch from her clit to her asshole, feeling her lubricating mucus run down his pole onto his hand.

She was ready! More than ready! Now if she could only take it when he broke her cherry, he'd be home free!

Taking his mouth from her tit, he looked into her face with smoldering eyes. "Listen to me, sweetheart! I'm going to put it in. I don't want you to do anything except hold on. Let me guide you, and everything will be fine. All right?"

A chill ran up her spine, and when she swallowed her throat was tight, but she nodded and tried to smile. "I'll try."

"Good. Put your arms around my neck, and leave the rest to me."

He found her opening with his knob, rested it there while he gripped her waist, then he gradually pushed her down, impaling her fantastically tight orifice with his dick. Her hole was so well greased that the bulbous end slid right in. It went so easily that Nancy didn't even wince.

"Ken," she said quietly. "Are you…going to fuck me?"

"Yes, baby. Don't you want me to?"

"I'm not sure. It feels okay so far, though."

"That's good. Now, just let me finish putting it in, and then you'll see how great it is."

He penetrated farther by forcing her down, and the viselike walls of her vagina clamped his shaft. He wanted to moan with sheer rapture, but didn't want to alarm her. Then the sensitive end of his joint touched her hymeneal membrane and he stopped for a rest.

"Feel good?"

She nodded jerkily and placed her cheek against his. "I've never had anything in there before, Uncle Ken. Gee, your thing is hot! Is that all there is to it?"

"No, honey. There's a little more to go. Ready?"

"Uh huh." Up to this point, she liked the pressure of his throbbing organ stretching her tube, but she still couldn't understand the reason for it all. His finger had felt just as good.

Ken kissed her neck and shoulder, soothing her into a limp state, then abruptly shoved her hips down to embed the entire length of his prick in her cunt.

"Ken! Ooohhh! Yyyiii! You tore something in me!"

Her teeth bit into his shoulder, she began to sob, and tears dripped down onto his back as she started to tremble all over. The sudden burst of pain had taken her unaware, and she was afraid he had done something frightfully damaging to her. Then, as quickly as the smarting sting had started, it stopped.

"That's all darling," he crooned. "That's it. It won't hurt any more. I promise."

Convulsions were still shaking her shoulders as she leaned back to look at him tearfully. "Are…are you sure?"

"Positive. Now lie against me and let me show you what fucking is like."

Holding her close, he began humping his ass off the chair, poking her cunt with short and easy strokes to let her get the feel of it. Nancy stayed tense at first, but as he pumped his cock in and out of her milky fistlike sheath, she started to relax little by little.

"Oh, Jesus, Nan!" he groaned. "Fucking you is wonderful! I love you, darling! Very much! Oh, baby! What a sweet cunt! Are you feeling it now? See how far it's going inside you?"

"Yes, Ken!" she whimpered, crushing her tits against his hairy chest as she felt the massive pole spear into her rhythmically. "I can feel it?

God, I can feel it all over! All the way down to my toes! It's real weird! God! Ooohhh!"

He began squeezing her firm buns as he picked up speed, lifting and dropping her as he hunched off the chair. The foreplay had gotten him so hot that he was ready to cum right then, but as with Dana, he wanted to share the experience with Nancy.

"Fuck, baby! Fuck! Ooohhh, Damn, what a pussy! You're just perfect in every way! This is fucking, hon! Real fucking! Christ, you're so goddamn good! Screw, Sweet! Screw!"

Nancy had her eyes squinched shut and was trying to separate all the ecstatic feelings that were swirling around inside her. It was more than she could comprehend. All she knew for certain was that she was delirious with bliss, and the cause of it was Ken's gigantic penis that was plunging in and out of her cunny.

Her naked ass was thwacking against his bare thighs and her pelvis was pounding against his as Ken lurched upward to drive his dick into the dark depths of her twat. Her sticky juice was drooling from around his impaled dick and trickling over his balls. All at once he was astonished to discover that he wasn't moving her ass. She was!

"Ooohhh, Ken! God! I don't know what I'm doing! It's all so eerie!

Jeez, I tingle all over, and I can't stop it! Kkkeeennn! I feel like I'm going to explode! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh, Lord! Ken!"

Once again her teeth were biting into his shoulder as she slammed her twat down on his cock and held it there, her entire body shaking like an aspen in the breeze. It was then that Ken released his torrent of fiery jizz into her, and when it splashed against her womb, she jerked convulsively.

They remained locked in their embrace for several minutes till their shuddering ceased and they were able to breathe normally again. Then Ken gently eased her back and smiled at her.

"Well, that's what it's all about, honey. What do you think of it?"

She had a dazed expression on her face and her eyes couldn't focus properly. "I…I have to wait for my heart to stop pounding so hard!" She was breathing through her mouth so hard her titties jiggled.

"It was…more than I was ready for, Uncle Ken! Jeepers! I didn't know a person could feel so…!"

"That's all right, kitten. I understand. You'd better pick up your things and go to the bathroom and get dressed."

"Yeah, I'd better." She slipped her sopping cunt from his softening cock and got to her feet. As she bent over to gather up her clothes, their combined fuck juice began making tiny rivulets down the insides of her thighs. "Oh, God! I gotta hurry!"

Ken glanced at his slacks and saw that the area around his fly was soaked, and he could feel the dampness on his balls. He rose and went directly to his room where he stripped and washed off, then put on clean attire from the skin out.

He was troubled, sick with disgust, and worried. In the course of one day, he had taken away both his daughters' virginity in a flurry of incestuous love-making. It certainly wasn't anything to be proud of, and he was sure it wasn't what Lynn had had in mind when she had said the girls should know about sex.

It was absolutely essential that he get out of the house for a while to run things through again, away from the presence of the two tempting morsels that seemed to make him forget who and what he was and turn him into a demonic satyr. With a little peace and quiet, he might be able to pull himself together again.

He collected his wallet and paraphernalia from the top of the dresser, stuffed it into his pockets, then started down the hall, hearing the shower running in the center bath as he passed. He was glad he wouldn't have to face Nancy again for a while at least. At that moment, he wouldn't have known what to say to her or how to explain.

Dana hadn't returned from her walk, either, so he was able to reach the car and escape undetected. He headed for the nearby shopping center and the small cocktail lounge that he frequented whenever he was home.

Slipping into a rear booth, he gave his order to a waitress he had never seen before, eyed the other patrons casually, then began nursing his scotch and water moodily.

A vital decision had to be made, and he couldn't run away from it. Dana needed a mother and a father, and he couldn't go on shirking his responsibilities toward her. But then, there was Lynn, Nancy and Toby, too. They were his children too, morally if not legally. It was a damned intricate and heavy problem, and there didn't seem to be any ready solution.

As he sat there ordering drink after drink, he stared into each glass as though it were a crystal ball where an answer to his dilemma would suddenly appear, and he thought of calling Mary Sims for an evening of pure unadulterated sex that would take his mind off his troubles. She had said she had a date, but perhaps he could talk her into breaking it.

Making up his mind, he went to the phone, remembered her phone number, and dialed. He let it ring several times, and was about to hang up when it was answered.

"Oh, it's you," the nurse said. "I just got back from work. I heard the phone ringing when I got out of the car, and ran all the way in." She sounded out of breath. "What did you want?"

"Well, first, I wanted to thank you for telling the doctor about Dana's eyes. The patches are off, and she feels much better."

"I didn't do it as a favor. It was the truth. What's second?"

"I'd like to see you. I know you have a date, but couldn't you tell him something came up and you can't make it?"

The vivacious brunette laughed. "What makes you think it's a him?"

"I just assumed that…" She'd thrown him a curve, and he didn't know what to say.

"I have varied interests, Ken. My date is with a fascinating little twenty-year old nurse that can't stand men. She thinks that my shaved cunny is the wildest, and God, does she have a tongue!"

"Oh, I see." He might have guessed that the oversexed slut would go in for anything.

"I don't think you do, but that's the way it is. I'd much rather have your cock, honey, but I did promise. How about coming over tomorrow night? I haven't a thing on." She giggled. "And I won't when you get here, either."

Ken was repulsed, but didn't let it show in his voice. "I'll have to let you know. Have a good time. Good-bye."

Back in the booth, Ken was more somber than before. It was as though fate were pushing him toward the girls relentlessly, not giving him an out. He didn't know any other females in the area, and didn't feel up to putting forth the effort on a pick-up. He was too upset, and it was too much trouble.

"Oh, fuck it," he muttered, polishing off his drink, leaving a generous tip, and heading for the door. He might as well go on home and do his best to keep his paws off his daughters.

When he pulled into the driveway, he noticed that the lights were on and all the drapes were pulled. Turning off the ignition he sat there a few minutes collecting himself before going in. It was going to be one of the hardest things he had ever done, but he had made up his mind to put it to the girls straight.

No more sex!

When he reached the door, he took a deep breath, pulled his shoulders back, then went in. The stereo was playing soft mood music, the lights were low, and he could smell delicious odors coming from the kitchen.

Though all that registered, it wasn't the reason he stopped dead in his tracks.

Dana and Nancy were sitting side by side on the couch, stark ass naked!