Uncle Bob Blues
Copyright© 2006 by Stormy Weather
Chapter 21
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 21 - Maggie's in love with her Uncle Bob, who is two days older than her. And as things would have it, he doesn't have a clue... but neither does Maggie.
Caution: This Incest Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Humor Incest Uncle Niece First
I almost giggled at the look on Bob's face when Dad bellowed. I knew he was pretty sure that his death was certain; or maybe something even worse than that, which is possible from a big brother on any given day, much less when he finds you naked with his daughter.
Giving him a quick kiss, I called out, "Daddy, don't you dare come down here! If you do, I'll tell Mom on you!"
"How dare you sound just like my mother," he replied from the top of the stairs. "And threaten me to boot."
"Whatever works," I retorted. "Ain't that what you taught me?"
"Oh, for the love of --"
"Daddy, you told us to work things out on our own, didn't you?"
"I didn't tell you to kill each other."
"Oh, Daddy. How can we kill each other? We aren't even speaking."
"That's not what it sounded --"
"Leldon Connors, what on earth are you doing?" Mom interrupted him.
"Trying to figure out what's going on around here," Dad replied.
"Well, for one thing," Mom sounded amused, "you have a very pregnant wife who is waiting for her chocolate chip ice cream with grape soda poured over the top."
"I --"
"Leldon, go get my ice cream and leave these two alone. They're big enough to take care of themselves without your wisdom -- wonderful as it is."
"Well, don't blame me when we find they've killed each other in the morning."
Mom laughed softly. "Honey, how can they kill each other? They're just like your parents."
Daddy groaned something about the Lord helping us all and Mom said, "Maggie, lights out."
"Yes, Mam," I replied, as Bob reached to turn off the lamp on the end table. The night- light on the wall came on and we could still see a little bit.
"Sweet dreams," Mom said.
"Sweet dreams."
When the door closed, Bob softly said, "What were you gonna' tell your mom?"
"I don't know." I giggled. "Neither does Daddy."
"I can't believe you get away with that."
"There's nothing to it -- I'm his little girl."
He snorted and kissed me, his lips lingering over mine.
Opening my mouth to welcome his tongue with mine I sighed and then moaned as his fingers entertained my right nipple. We stayed like this until we rolled over and I was back on top and he broke the kiss, saying, "You are so gorgeous."
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