Chapter 3

Chrissy was staring straight ahead as her brain registered the fact that her face was covered with her Uncle's sperm and it had gotten in her mouth. The next thing her brain recognized was that the stuff was hot. Then the consistency hit her, and she opened her mouth to keep the instinct to swallow at bay. She didn't want to swallow anything right then. But then the taste hit her and she was so surprised that she closed her mouth again and almost immediately swallowed. It was... sweet! Not nasty at ALL.

How could it be SWEET? she wondered. The stuff coated her mouth and she had to run her tongue around and collect everything to swallow a second time. She came out of her 'autopilot' daze and realized her left hand was covered with the sperm she had just wiped off her face, and her right hand was still wrapped around his now oozing penis. She looked up at her Uncle's face to see what his reaction to all this was and he was simply looking at her. If he'd been laughing, she'd have been mortified and probably left things right there. But he wasn't.

He said "Are you OK?" and she felt a surge of relief wash over her as she realized he wouldn't be making fun of her.

She nodded. "Yeah, but remind me to tell Sherry Thompson she's an idiot."

Bob raised an eyebrow, wondering what that was all about, but his concentration was lost as she began stroking his cock again and licking his cum off her other hand.

He was amazed at how much she looked like a satisfied cat licking her paw. He was also amazed that he was still mostly hard after having cum hard. But he could tell she was playing now, and not actually trying to jack him off any more. That made him feel good that she liked his cock, and didn't just 'put up with it' to get what she wanted.

Chrissy knew about oral sex, of course, though she'd never understood why people seemed to like it so much. But that wasn't what she was thinking when she saw that as she brought her right hand up and the foreskin bunched around the little eye, she squeezed out another big white glob of his stuff. It made a little lake at the tip of his cock. All she saw was some more of that yummy sweet stuff and the urge to get that in her mouth simply caused her to lean forward and suck on the tip of his penis.

It was sort of combination kiss and suck, like you would with a straw in a glass of tea.

It electrified Bob.

At that point Bob's desire changed from one of predatory conquest to astonished love for this innocent - yet worldly - girl/woman who was so willing to try things and so willing to please herself and her lover. While Bob still WANTED to fuck her brains out, he would do so only if SHE wanted her brains fucked out. Their relationship became one of equals, as far as he was concerned.

He scooted down off the edge of the pool and began bathing her face with his thumbs and fingers. Then he kissed her and said "Thank you. That was amazing."

She smiled tentatively. "It WAS amazing, wasn't it? Wow! I can't believe I DID that! And... it was FUN!!" She threw her arms around him and kissed him soundly. She realized that this had turned her on. She hadn't noticed, because her lower body had been in the water, but she was wet, and it wasn't the water that was making her that way. "I'm horny!" she said matter-of-factly. Will you do to me what you did last night?"

"Heart of my heart" he said. "I'll do something even better."

Then he put HER on the edge of the pool, in the same position he had been in. When she realized what he was going to do she put her hand over her mouth and her eyes went wide. She didn't say anything though, until his mouth covered her pussy lips and his tongue intruded through those lips and into her canal. "Oohhhhh Uncle Bob" she moaned. "I can already tell I'm going to like this a LOT!"

Then she lay back and let him work her over. She had three orgasms in ten minutes and finally made him stop by beating on the top of his head, telling him she couldn't take any more.

He stood up in the water, his new erection angling up at about a sixty degree angle, pointing right at her pussy. She looked at it and bit her lip. She didn't close her legs - she couldn't because he was still between them - but she didn't try either. She looked up at him and she could see the lust in his eyes. She swallowed. Then she looked back at his rigid prick.

"I want to" she whispered, as if she were talking to his sexual member, "But I'm... nervous."

He took a ragged breath. "I want to as well, but only when you're ready."

She looked at it again. "Can I... help you? Like a little while ago?"

He nodded and she sat up. This time she made love to his prick. She loved the feeling of it in her mouth and she wanted him to know it. And, when he panted that he was about to cum she just jammed her mouth on it harder, sucking and licking as much as she could until he gave up his delicious stuff and she swallowed it all down.

Then she wanted kisses, and to be held, and he knew that, and he did them both very very well. It was a turning point in their lives. Even though they hadn't had intercourse, they were lovers in every other sense of the word.

The next night Uncle Bob came to the store and offered to help her close up. She nodded and smiled, but didn't talk as they performed the routine tasks necessary for that job. When she turned the lights off he stood in the open doorway, waiting for her. She joined him in the dim light, and took his hand, keeping him from going further into the hallway.

"Are we going to the spa?" she asked.

"Yes." he said simply.

She stood, then lifted his hand to her lips. "Yes" she repeated softly.

This time was different, because when they got into the room she began removing his clothing. She kissed his skin as she bared it, a hundred kisses, as he patiently stood there. When she bared his penis it was iron hard, as usual. She kissed it, cradling it in her hands, kissing the sides, the underside, the tip. Her hands weighed his balls, squeezing them lightly, playing with them as she kissed his prick. But she did not take it in her mouth.

Then it was his turn and he did the same, kissing, licking and sucking as he made her naked. He licked her pussy as she let her knees sag, like a sumo wrestler. He took her into the water and it was like they couldn't be apart from each other for more than a few seconds. He sat down on a projection and she straddled him, sitting on his boner as they kissed.

Without asking he reached down and grabbed his cock, using the tip to rub all over her pussy. She kissed him harder and he found her hole, letting the tip lodge there. She froze, and then slipped her tongue into his mouth. Her feet were on the cement floor of the pool.

She had the power.

Their kiss broke and they breathed each other's breath.

"I want you" he said, his voice tight.

"I can tell" she said, smiling. She let her weight press down on his cock. The water had washed off all her natural lubrication and he stuck there.

"I want you too." she said almost so softly he couldn't hear her.

He stood up, holding her to him and walked her to the edge of the pool. There was a pile of towels there and he made a bed on the edge of the pool for her. She lay back and put her legs on his shoulders as he nosed his tongue into her pussy and began making her slick and juicy again.

"Ohhhhh I like this part a lot." she sighed. He licked and sucked until she started to tense up.

Instead of letting her cum he stood up, keeping her ankles on his shoulders. He loomed over her, and as he leaned over to put his hands beside her arms his prick found her pussy. It lay on her short blond curls. He felt her hand slide between them and grasp his hardness. She gave it one sensuous and slow jerk as she brought the tip back to her sex.

His face was half an inch from hers as she played with his cock in her pussy.

"Are you still nervous?" he asked.

"No" she said and licked his lips.

"Have you ever... ?" he asked, his voice breaking.

"No" she said, and licked his lips again.

"Are you on the pill?" He had to ask, he'd promised.

"No" she breathed.

"Do you want me to go get..."

"NO!" she cut him off.

He thought about his next question. He'd promised to ask this one too. But his balls ached and he didn't really want to ask it.

He took a breath. "Do you want me to stop?"

"Oh PLEASE no." Her voice was anguished.

She WAS still nervous about this, but was trying to be brave. Her voice steadied. "I want to feel you inside me."

He pushed. He didn't try for finesse. He knew her hymen was gone. It didn't really matter why, he just knew the only discomfort she'd feel was the stretching.

It was like he had greased his fist, closed it, and was trying to force his prick into it.

Except she was soft. She winced and he stopped. She brought her ankles up off his shoulders and spread her legs wide, like she was trying to do the splits. He shoved again and slid into hot butter.

"OOOoooooOOOWWWwwwwAAAHhhhhhhh" she moaned, her hands coming to his chest and pushing. He knew he should let her get accustomed to being filled - stuffed really - but he'd been patient for weeks. He pulled out and slid right back in as she jerked her knees up toward her shoulders. He did it again, pulling almost completely out and then sliding back in as deeply as he could go.

She grunted "Fuck" and the sound of that word coming from her was so strange, so wrong sounding that he stopped.

"Ohhhh fuck don't stop" she gasped.

He leaned down and sucked in one of her nipples, biting it a little harder than what could be called 'gently'. Her pussy muscles spasmed around him and he began to fuck her pussy with long slow all-the-way-out-and-all-the-way-in strokes that left her breathless after the third one. He changed nipples and sped up, smacking his loins into hers now as her legs dropped to the edge of the pool.

He was moving fast now, slicking in and out of her pussy wetly, feeling the urge to pour his seed into her womb soon. He heard her begin a yipping chant of "Oooo... fuck... ohhh... fuck... ohh... fuck" and as she came for the first time with a prick buried in her belly it turned into a drawn out "OOhhhhhh FUCK!"

Her pussy munched on his cock, spasming and sucking. It was as perfect as he knew it would be. He let the nipple fall out of his mouth as he felt the racing sensation begin and jammed his prick deep. Working his own muscles, he helped it spew it's precious cargo into her womb. Over and over his cock belched thick pearly cream into her until her insides were slimy with it, and it leaked out around his cock.

He leaned down and kissed her, a long, slow kiss as his tool dribbled even more sticky cum into his lover's belly.

When the kiss broke she looked at him in silence, her eyes dark.

"Why are you stopping? Do you have to stop?" she asked softly. Then, as she realized that his prick wasn't hard any more, and that she wasn't stuffed so full any more, she blushed. This was all so new to her. In her innocence she asked "How long will it take before we can do it again?"