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.