Uncle Bob Blues
Copyright© 2006 by Stormy Weather
Chapter 28
Incest Sex Story: Chapter 28 - 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
Daddy wasn't happy the next morning when I told him that Bob and I wouldn't be making it to church. He went into his sergeant mode and would have gone on for an hour, if Mama hadn't pinched him on the arm and threatened to name the baby Elvis if he didn't hush up right that minute and leave me and Bob alone.
I went back down the stairs and curled up next to Bob, who moaned softly and kept snoring. The next thing I knew, it was ten after ten.
We showered together without saying much of anything. He was still upset about Beth, which I'd told him was nothing to worry over. We would come up with a plan. He made a not so nice comment about me and my plans and I told him what-for and things weren't going so good between us.
We ate cereal for breakfast and then started work on lunch. Daddy had left instructions on what he expected to be done when they back from church. We peeled potatoes and got them onto boil and then I took out the chicken breasts from the fridge and spread more of Dad's homemade sauce on them, while Bob got the corn on the cob ready.
I'd finished the chicken and put it back in the fridge when Bob came up behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled my neck. He said, "Maggsie, I'm sorry."
I agreed that he was, and he playfully popped my butt with his hand.
Giggling, I apologized and then gasped as he proceeded to nibble on my neck, sending all sorts of wild signals through my body. And with built radar precision, his hands went to my breasts and massaged my hard nipples which caused my juices to boil over and spun my clit into endless delicious spasms.
"Oh, Bob!" I moaned grinding my butt against his cock that was pressing into me. "We don't have time."
"Yeah, we do," he mumbled. "Trust me."
"But --"
Spinning me around he imprisoned my mouth with his and jammed his tongue between my lips and I repressed everything but his kisses and caresses.
There are times when Leldon's training makes Maggie a bit hard to push off the given path. She can only see the get-this-done-before-doing-anything-else. And I have to give her a push to encourage her to let go and do something along with the task we've been given. I never do anything I know will keep us from completing what we're supposed to on time and she goes along with me if I keep at her, which is just what I did there in the kitchen.
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