Gender: Male Age: 25 Location: Canada
|Introduction: The continuation of Loss and Gain. Picks up right where the first chapter left off. Would love to hear more comments, what you think about my writing, or even what you think is going to happen next. If you have any ideas for future chapters, let me know. Wiriting this as I go so I am open to suggestion.|
John stood there, horrified at what his daughter might have heard, his hand still entwined with Lauren’s, his seventeen year old niece. Amy, his thirteen year old daughter looked just a stunned and even more confused as to why her father was walking out of her room in his underwear, holding the hand of her cousin.
Mere moments ago he, and the young blonde standing next to him, had fucked on his daughters bed while she had been out at soccer practice. It had happened pretty quick. One moment John was crying over the loss of his wife in a car accident six months ago, the next he was on his back while his nubile niece slammed herself down on his hard cock. There was no way to explain something like that to Amy. He had to come up with something quick though, her shock was wearing off and she looked about ready to ask some questions. Thankfully Lauren beat him to the punch.
“Hey Amy, how was practice?” she asked, pretending she wasn't standing next to her uncle in his underwear.
“It was good,” the girl said softly, still trying to figure out what was going on, “I heard noises coming from my room so I came to see what was going on.”
“Oh, your father was having some trouble. We were packing up your mothers things and he started to cry, so I took him away from the clothes so he could calm down,” she lied flawlessly, but Amy still looked a little confused, and for good reason.
“Where are your pants dad?” she asked, looking down at his crotch. John's eyes followed his daughters and realized he was poking out of the hole for easy peeing access. Along with the head of his semi-erect cock pocking out, Lauren's pink thong wrapped around it was visible as well. Quickly he turned from her open mouthed gaze and pushed himself back in, turning the waistband a little so it didn't happen again.
“He spilt some of his drink on them so they're in the wash,” Lauren said again, smiling confidently, “He also spilt some on your sheets too, so I'm gonna have to wash them before you can sleep tonight sweety.”
“Oh, okay,” the younger girl said, obviously not totally believing what she was being told, but not having a better idea. She let it go. Her sweet smile returned and her face lit up and John was reminded of his wife, Grace. It didn't sting as much this time though, and he was thankful for that. Lauren really had made him feel a little better.
His niece let go of his hand and walked back into Amy's room, gathered up all her sheets and blankets, then took them downstairs to the laundry room. Feeling the need for a stiff drink, John left too, patting his young girl on the head. After getting some pants he went into the kitchen and grabbed himself a small glass, filling it with a ten year old whiskey and sitting down at the table.
The alcohol felt good on his over stimulated brain and he was thankful for the slight buzz it was giving him. Without saying a word he had struck a deal with Lauren, that little blonde nymph, that he wouldn't stop their little encounters, as long as she kept her mouth shut about what they had already done. He knew it wasn't right, but it felt good. Mentally and physically. He hadn't felt better in six months, and all it took was a little sex here and there. If things kept progressing like this he should be back to normal in a few weeks.
“Ah there you are uncle,” Lauren said, striding into the kitchen, “Trying to get drunk?”
“What? Oh no. Just need to get rid of the edge,” he replied softly, then took another sip, letting the sharp sting warm his body.
“Don't feel bad about what happened. It wasn't really your fault you know.”
John looked up at the young blonde and noticed her deep blue eyes shook a little. There was the girl he knew, afraid of being scolded by an elder for something that she had done wrong. He could vividly remember catching her trying to steal some of his alcohol when she was fourteen, for her and her friends. Boy had she caught shit that night.
“It sort of was my fault wasn't it?” he mused, “I could have stopped it, but I didn't.”
“Sorry to disagree with you John,” she answered, sitting down next to him and taking his hand her in her small, soft one. “I took advantage of you. You can't deny that.”
No he couldn't. He hadn't been in any place, when she pushed herself on him, to resist. When he looked back on it, half of him smiled and the other half shuttered. There was no going back now, and they both knew that.
“Don't forget our pact though,” she reminded him, squeezing his hand playfully, “I should get those boxes put into my car and take them down to the store before it closes. I'll miss you.” and with that she kissed him full on the lips, their tongues dancing together for the briefest of seconds. As quick as it had happened, the kiss had ended and Lauren was hauling boxes outside.
It had been two days since his sexual encounter with his seventeen year old niece and he hadn't seen her since that day. He was a little worried at first that her mother might have found out, but he soon realized if that were to have happened, she would have knocked down his door and whooped his ass like she had when they were kids. The fact that he was still alive, and his front door was still intact, he figured he was safe.
Amy had been acting a little strange ever since that day as well. He knew she hadn't bought her cousins tale about spilling something on his pants, and he was sure she had seen a girls thong wrapped around his cock. He was just glad she wasn't asking questions about it, and seemed able to just let it go. Still, whenever around him she was quiet and would often leave the room after a half hour or so. John didn't know if he should be worried about that as well, or just pass it off as a teenage thing.
It was late in the evening and he and Amy had just finished dinner. Being summer she was allowed to stay up later then if she had school, and she had made up some excuse about going to see a friend when she wanted to be away from him. So he sat in the failing sun washing the dishes, thinking about what to do next. As he put the last of the dishes away the phone began to ring and he dried off his hands quickly to answer it.
“Hey little brother,” his sister, Joanna, said on the other line. Well it didn't sound like she was pissed at him for something, so that was a good omen.
“Hey Jo, what's up?” he asked cheerfully.
“So I was just talking with Lauren,” his heart stopped beating, “and it turns out that she doesn't want to go on our vacation,” he started to breath again.
“Oh really?” he tried to sound interested, yet in his mind he was trying to figure things out.
“I already have our reservation at the hotel and everything, so it's not like I can just call it off. She seems to think that you still need her around the house to help you out with Amy, and won't take a break. So I was wondering if she could stay with you for two weeks while I am in Mexico.”
That clever little minx, he thought. This was her way of getting more sex with him. She would probably want to stay over at his house to keep an eye on things, pretty much giving her free access to him any time she wanted. Damn she was devious.
“Um, I don't know about that,” he said and his sister interjected.
“Please John!” she pleaded, “If she stays with you guys I know she isn't getting into trouble. It will only be for a couple of weeks. Hell I'll even pay you if that's what it takes!”
“No no that won't be required,” he sighed, sensing this wasn't something he could avoid now, “I'll keep an eye on her for you.”
“Thank you John! Again, I'm sorry about this. I leave at three in the morning on Monday, so I'll send her over to your place tomorrow night. I owe you for this.”
“You have no idea,” he agreed. They said quick goodbyes and then hung up. A million things ran through his mind. He had to figure out a way to keep Lauren in line as much as possible. All it would take is for Amy to walk in on them this time and then all hell would break lose.
He pondered on what to do for a few hours as the sun hid and the moon came out, bathing the house in a while glow. He heard the door open and close and Amy walked into the dark living room a moment later. Finding her father she turned the big light on and he looked up at her.
“Dad, can I ask a favour?” she asked, her voice as sweet as it had always been. With her mothers looks and great voice, she was going to be a heart breaker when she got older.
“What is honey?” he asked.
“I was wondering if Jillian could sleep over.”
That's it! That was the miracle he had been looking for! With more then just him and Amy in the house, Lauren would have to be more careful about the displays of affection. If she was kept busy enough he might not have to worry about her at all.
“Sure baby,” he replied excitedly, “Hell have more then one of your friends over if you want. If it's alright with their parents then can stay over for the week. I'm sure their parents would love to have some alone time.”
“Are you sure daddy?” she asked looking a little shocked. She hadn't seen him like this since her mother had passed away.
“You bet. I know things have been tough lately, and I want you to just have some fun. If having some friends over lets you relax a little then by all means!”
His daughter squealed with excitement and charged at him, jumping on him while he sat on the couch and hugging him tightly. He hugged the tiny girl back and placed a kiss on her forehead, which made her blush. With a kiss on the cheek she ran up to her bed to call her friends undoubtedly.
With the load off his mind and feeling pretty weary, John turned off all the lights and let his daughter know he was going to sleep, then retreated to his room. It wasn't long after undressing and getting under his covers before the clutch of sleep took him under.
The next day John found out that out of the five friends Amy had asked to sleep over, only two were allowed. Their parents had called him to make sure what their kids were telling them was true, and when they heard that he was, indeed, letting them spend as much time as they want there, they quickly agreed. Who wouldn't want their teenage daughter to be out of the house for a week or so? If Grace were still alive and someone had offered to take their daughter for a few weeks, the two of them would have fucked like rabbits the entire time.
Jillian and Sam arrived half an hour before Lauren was supposed to, so John got some time to get to know them before his life potentially ended. Jillian was the oldest at fourteen and was almost five feet eight. Being a man, John noticed that she was developing into quite the woman at a pretty young age. Her breasts were already a medium B cup and she had all the right curves in all the right places. She had long raven black hair and dark brown eyes with a permanent tan that came from having an East Indian mother. She really was a beauty.
Sam on the other hand was about the same height as his daughter and had her hair in a short pixie cut that really suited her face. She had very pale skin and a dash of freckles across her nose that highlighted her stunning green eyes. Unlike the older Jillian, Sam had yet to develop. She had no breasts, and barely any curves. Yet the look suited her. She was very petite and it made her all that much more cuter.
They sat in the living room and chatted for a while, waiting for Lauren to come over so they could take a dip in the indoor pool that was attached to the house. John learned that Sam's parents had recently divorced and she was now living with her mother, and that Jillian had been held back a year in school and that is why she was in the same class as the other two girls. It wasn't long before his niece was strolling in the front door like she owned the place.
Lauren walked into the living room and sat down her bag of clothes, looking around the room with a peculiar look on her face. John did feel a little bad, he had kind of blind sided the young woman, but it was for the best. For both of them.
“Ah there you are,” he said trying to sound happy, “We were going to take a swim in the pool, want to join us?”
“Uh, sure. Why not.” She instantly flipped back to her happy go lucky self. The girls headed up to Amy's room, where they were staying, to get changed and Lauren followed after them. John sat on the couch for a few more moments, hoping his niece wouldn't figure out his plan and the next two weeks would go by with out incident. Thankfully he had already been wearing his swim trunks so he headed right out to the pool.
As hard as it was to clean and keep the damn thing in working order, he wouldn't trade his personal indoor pool for anything. The water was always warm, you didn't have to contend with dozens of other people, and there were no little kids pissing in it because they were too lazy to walk to the bathroom.
A few minutes after he had slipped in and taken a few laps to warm up his muscles, the three young girls came bounding into the room and jumped ass first into the warm water, splashing him, and everything else within five feet. They giggled and splashed around on the shallow end, which was no more then three feet deep, while he relaxed against the back wall where it was eight feet deep. It was so nice to hear so much life in the house again. He didn't realize until now how dead it had been around here.
“Wow Lauren!” Amy exclaimed, looking at the doors that led into the kitchen, “You look amazing!”
John followed the little girls eyes to where Lauren was standing, dressed in the smallest bikini he had ever seen before. The yellow top barely covered her ample tits, and he was sure he could see a lip peeking out from her bottoms. So she had figured it out then, and was going to take the game up another notch. Great.
The beautiful blonde walked up to the edge of the pool and lowered herself in slowly, making sure John got a good view of her tight, fit little ass. He could already feel his cock stirring in his tight trunks and realized now, of all times, that he should have worn something baggy. If he were to get out with a raging hard on, everyone would see it. He berated himself on his lack of foresight and tried to remain unseen. It seemed to work for a few minutes as the four girls huddled together and started talking and laughing. It wouldn't last though.
“Daddy come play with us in the shallows!” his daughter called out. He just waved a hand as a no and submerged himself, trying to get a hold of his out of control hormones that could ruin his life. With his eyes closed, he didn't see Lauren swim up to him until he popped his head back out of the water and cleared the chlorine from his eyes.
“Hey,” she smiled, speaking softly so the others couldn't hear him, “What's with the kids?”
“Oh, um, Amy wanted some friends to stay the night.”
“For a few weeks? Seems kind of convenient,” she laughed, giving him a little splash that blinded him for a second, “Well we had a deal remember?”
John didn't know what to say so he kept his mouth shut. Always the forward one, Lauren moved in closer and wrapped her arms around his chest and back, effectively hugging him. Even though he was trying to avoid contact with this little vixen, he couldn't help but hug her back. Her touch felt so good to a tortured soul.
“God I've missed you uncle,” she whispered into his ear, teasing his lobe with a little nibble, “The last three night's I've touched myself to the memory of that day. I'm so happy it happened. You have no idea.”
Again John couldn't think of anything to say. The truth was that he was thankful for the romp as she was, but he couldn't very well tell her that. To do so would be to give up whatever power he had, however little it was. With nothing better to do, he gave her a quick peck on the cheek and then pushed her away a little.
“Did you miss me?” she asked, hurt feelings dripping from her words. The look in her eyes crushed his heart and he realized he was being too cool with her. He had to reassure her he was happy, and that he had missed her.
“Yes I did Lauren. How could I not?”
She smiled up at him and grabbed onto his hand to keep herself afloat. “Tell me about it. Please?” she begged.
“Tell you what?”
“Tell me what you missed. Tell me what you think about me, and my body! Please, I just want to know you loved it as much as me.”
John peered behind her and noticed that all three girls were looking at them now, talking quietly amongst themselves. That's all he needed. This had been the very thing he had been trying to avoid. If any one of these girls thought something was going on then it was over. He could already see himself sitting in a jail cell, trying to avoid some guy named Big Bubba from taking him in the showers.
“Can we talk about this later?” he asked, nodding in the girls direction. Lauren looked back and then to him again, nodding silently like she understood the need for secrets. With that the two of them rushed over to the girls and started to splash around, acting like nothing was wrong.
Over the next three hours they happily played in the pool. John took each girl and threw them as far as he could into the deep end, to the enormous delight of the others. With everyone tired out they climbed out and wrapped themselves in towels, ready to get into bed and relax. John was glad he didn't have his little monster roaring to get out of his trunks while he walked back into the house. He grabbed himself a drink, and trying to avoid talking to Lauren again, retreated to his room and laid down in his bed to watch some television.
Looking for the remote he realized something was off. The bag's Lauren had brought were tucked neatly in the corner of his room in plain view. A second later she slinked through the door and closed it behind her, water dripping from her hair and body and a huge smile on her face.
“Don' t worry, no one saw me,” she said in response to the look on his face.
“Lauren, you don't think you're sleeping in here do you?” he asked, utterly amazed at how audacious she was. She giggled and jumped up on the bed, resting her head on his shoulder and laying a leg over his.
“Where else am I supposed to sleep? You have all these rooms but nothing is in them! You don't expect me to sleep on the couch do you?”
Actually that is exactly what he had thought. Downstairs, and away from him as far as possible. If she were to share his bed then his whole idea about having the girls spend the night was for nothing.
“Lauren, what if the girls see us in here together?”
“I already thought of that,” of course she had, “If they see me in here I will just tell them that you were a gentleman and gave me your bed to sleep in, while you sleep on the floor. Come on John, don't be such a tight ass! Now, I believe you owe me something.”
He looked at her, sensing that he wasn't going to win this argument. Damn she was so much like her mother. He never won a fight against her, and it didn't seem to be any different with her offspring.
“Fine. What did you want to know again?”
“What you thought of our time together. What you think of me, and how much seeing me naked turns you on.”
Sighing, John took a large swig of his beer and waited a moment or the alcohol to dull his senses a little before answering. “I really enjoyed our time together. It was really good, even for someone as young as you. I wish it had lasted longer, but it had been so long since I had sex that I was over stimulated. As for what I think of you, well I think you are a great person. Very funny and loving, and you've done so much for Amy and I that we can never pay you back for it.”
“Awe,” she cooed, “What about my body?”
“You're gorgeous dear,” he answered, hoping that would be enough. She stared at him with those eyes of hers and prodded him onwards, “Fuck fine! You're breasts are the perfect size, I love looking at them, and being in that bikini is amazing. I love your flat stomach, and even though your mother said no to your belly button piercing, I'm glad you did it because it makes you look a lot sexier. Your ass is really tight and very pert and I would love nothing more then to run my hands over it. As for your pussy, well it is so tight that you got me to cum in a matter of minutes. I can only imagine how sweet you taste.”
Lauren looked at him deeply for a minute and he knew he had made her feel good about herself. There was nothing more important to a teenage girl then her physical appearance, and by telling her how sexy she was, John had just made her day. She kissed him then, deeply and passionately, with their tongues dancing. He was putty in her hands at that point.
He could feel her squirm under him, and each little movement caused his cock to grow a little, until finally it was hard enough to puncture steel. He had no will to resist, and the words he had just spoke haunted his mind; 'I can only imagine how sweet you taste.' With no warning, he flipped her onto her back and hovered over her, licking her lips and using his tongue to trace a line from there, over her cleavage and belly, to the edge of her bikini bottoms. With one hand he pulled them down and could already smell how wet she was. The scent made him dizzy and his cock even harder, and all he wanted to do was bury himself in her forever.
With her bottoms gone, he spread her legs wide and took his first good hard look at her dripping pussy. He was never the type of man who liked going down on women. He would do it on occasion, but mostly he would just use his fingers to get them off. This pussy however, with it's tight lips folded in on themselves and a small drop of her cum dripping down over her cute, pink asshole, he had to taste her.
Without a word, he dove in, licking from her tiny little clit all the way over her tight asshole. She shook under his effort and the taste was amazing. Even his wife had never tasted this good. He had heard men talk about how a younger woman tastes better then an older one, but had never believed it until now. He licked again, using his thumbs to pry apart her little flower, showing the pink flesh underneath. God was she wet. His face was soaked and with each lick she squirted out a little more until finally he couldn’t continue. There was just too much that he was afraid he was going to drown.
“Why'd you stop?” she exclaimed, her chest heaving and her cheeks flushed. He had been so caught up in how good she tasted that he never realized she had been on the verge of a powerful orgasm. He felt selfish now.
To make her happy again he got up on top of her, his bouncing cock an inch from her slick pussy that was waiting to get pounded. He looked deep into her eyes and knew that she wanted this as much as he did now. There was also something else there though, a look of fear just behind the lust.
“What's wrong?” he asked, his fathering instincts taking over now.
“Nothing,” she tried to brush it off, but he wasn't falling for it.
She screwed up her eyes and breathed deeply. “Promise you won't stop?”
“I promise,” he answered, a little scared himself now.
“After the last time we fucked, I went home and took a shower. I figured I should clean inside myself. I mean I am on the pill, but why take an extra chance,” she explained in the faulty logic of a young girl, “I found blood. There wasn't much, but it scared me a little. I think you tore me a little bit.”
Feeling like shit, John moved to get off his niece and put his trunks back on, but she stopped him, grabbing hold of his bobbing cock roughly.
“I told you not to stop!” she scolded, “I was only freaked out for a moment! I remembered how good it felt, the pain mixed with the pleasure. I want you to fuck me again uncle! I want to feel you split me open on your big cock!”
With that she placed the tip of his cock at her soaking wet hole and shimmied her ass down until the head was buried inside her hot, velvety depths. His libido took over now and, taking in what she had just told him, thrust himself into her roughly, all the way up to the hilt. The force of his thrust shoved her back up on the bed a few inches and she screamed out in a mix of pain, and as she had put it, pleasure. Not hearing her tell him stop, he pulled himself almost all the way out again and then all the way back in. He could feel himself bottom out inside her, the tip of his cock bouncing off her cervix with each thrust. She felt so good he couldn't stop himself no matter how hard he tried. He took hold of by the wrists and held them above her head with one hand, while using the others to squeeze her left breast as hard as he could. She squirmed and gasped under the assault, but there was nothing but pure lust in her eyes now. She liked to be fucked rough.
He thrust into her as hard a she could, slapping her breasts in tandem and talking dirty. He and his wife had done this a few times, and he had always loved it. His number one favourite thing to do was to tie Grace up and fuck her so roughly that when he finally pulled out of her, a gaping hole that oozed cum was all he could see.
“Fuck me harder!” she yelled at him and he obliged, feeling his balls tensing up. “I want you to fill me with your cum!”
The bed shook as he literally fucked her brains out and, forgetting they weren't alone, he released his cum inside her with such force that he yelled out loudly. Through his throws of passion, he looked down at his gorgeous lover as she took started to cum. She dug her nails into his hand and grabbed a hold of his waist with her strong legs, not letting him pull out of her just yet. She screamed out in sheer pleasure and yelled at him to keep fucking her. He would have too, but at that exact moment he heard his door creak open.
Pulling himself from the still twitching girl, he spun around to see what was happening. He froze. All three girls were sitting in the hall, right near his now open door. That alone was enough to shock him, but it wasn't all. Each one of the girls had their underwear around their ankles, and their hands stroking their own soaking wet pussies.
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