Chapter 153

..."No, Cindy. You can't..."

"I love you, Uncle Q," Cindy said as she dropped, screamed out, and just as quickly slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle the scream. She sat rigidly upright as pain seemed to consume her. Rachel rolled to the side and off her uncle's face. Tears flowed down Cindy's cheeks as she took a shaking breath. "I didn't expect it to hurt this much," she whispered, mostly to herself.

"Oh, Baby. What have you done?" the big man sighed out.

"What you should have done weeks ago," Virginia, Tate's wife, said.

"Yes," Elizabeth, Cindy's mother, agreed. "My daughters love you just as much as Virginia and I do. You should have taken their virginities long before now."

"Are you okay, Baby?" Tate very quietly asked his niece, compassion in his voice as he tried to ignore the warm, wet and very tight channel his cock was wedged into.

"I ... It's..." She took a deep breath. "The pain is getting better," she whispered, then with a little stronger voice, "On my last checkup, the doctor told me that my hymen was fairly thick. I expected my first time to hurt, but I didn't expect that much pain. Still, I'm glad I didn't let her clip it with a scalpel like she offered. I..." She moved a hand down to feel under herself. "You still have an inch or two to go." She glanced at her mother. "Rachel and I watched it go up you two. (Meaning Virginia and Elizabeth) I don't see how you can take it like that. And..." she said, moving just a little, "it's still not all the way in, but it's hitting something up inside me; my womb I guess. I feel so full."

Tate didn't know what to do. He did know he would hurt her feelings if he threw her off him. "Baby, you shouldn't have done that; you're my niece," he said, worried.

"Oh, hush, Quinton, and make love to the girl," a frustrated Virginia snapped out. "Both of them are madly in love with you, and you know damn well you love them, too. You have their mother's permission as well as mine. Any other man would have buried his cock in them long ago."

"But I'm..."

" ... the Sheriff," his wife finished for him, continuing. "Yeah, we kinda know that already..." she chuckled. "And anyway, the deed is done. You've got your cock up her and we haven't noticed you throwing her off, now have we, huh? Doesn't matter if you've had your dick in her a minute or an hour, you've already fucked her as far as the law is concerned, right? In for a penny in for a pound seems to fit the occasion. Now are you going to finish this, or leave my niece with the memory of nothing but pain for her first time?"

Tate opened his mouth to say something, but his wife locked hers to his before he could get any more words out. Cindy, the pain receding enough that her mind began to focus on what was going on around her, decided that she liked this feeling of stretched fullness so deep inside her. Almost unconsciously, she moved her hips a little, causing her uncle's cock to move inside her. She instantly stopped when the pain came back, not as strong as before, but it was enough to get her attention, anyway.

She looked over as her aunt rose back up from the kiss, then grinned a little when she winked at her niece.

"Way to go, Sis," her sister said as she flopped to her back and slid her hand down to touch her own pussy.

Tate's hands came up to gently touch Cindy on either side of her face. "I'm sorry it hurt, Baby," he said with compassion. She grasped his wrists and guided his caressing hands to her breasts. His big hands gentled them, squeezing the globes as his thumbs slid lightly across her engorged nipples.

"I love you, Uncle Q," she whispered again, staring at him as she moved her hips a little more.

"I love you, too, but I didn't want this to happen."

Cindy just smiled at him. Her movement had caused some discomfort, but just a little stinging where her hymen had been ripped asunder. The motion caused the head of his big cock to rub across what she had decided must be her cervix. The feeling was odd. Even though his cock pushed against the opening to her womb, she could control how hard the push was, and there was something about him being so deep inside her and touching her there — touching her womb that could make a baby with the help of sperm from this cock inside her. That thought caused a rush of lust, and her movement caused the lust to escalate.

She raised herself slightly and eased back down. The torn hymen objected and the sting increased for a second, but her lust and the marvelous feeling that went with the movement overwhelmed the now diminishing pain. "Oh, my," she whispered almost to herself, but they all heard. "It's so far up inside me."

"Stop holding back," Virginia said as she nuzzled her husband's ear. "You always hold back the pheromones when the girls are with us, but you use them when you make love to Liz and me when the girls are not with us. Time to make them yours forever."

"We've always been yours, anyway," Rachel said, "pheromones or not. Do it, Uncle Q."

Quinton knew it was over — had known it for weeks. He knew he had passed the point of no return when he started licking their pussies. He had felt the girls' love for him, and long knew he loved them, too. Not just as family, but as women. His upbringing and his job had caused him to hold back. Lately, that holding back had become almost desperation, like a drowning man clinging to a floating limb. The deed was done, so there was no point in deluding himself any longer. He released his pheromones, little by little, just as Jeff had taught him.

His wife, again with her mouth close to his ear as she whispered endearments to him, moved that lovely mouth to his. He felt Elizabeth run a hand over his chest, tweaking his nipples. Rachel, watching, giggled and moved her hand faster on her clit. Cindy raised herself a few inches and eased back down, then rotated her hips as his cock pressed deeply into her. He slipped his hands under her hips and slowly stroked a few times. She went rigid and he was afraid he had brought the pain back, but she shook all over, thrashed her hips and squealed out a prolonged climax, her pussy spasming around his cock.

It was a good thing that his wife had broken the kiss and moved, because when her orgasm was finally over, Cindy fell forward, her body limp. If Tate had not grabbed her, she would have smacked her face hard against his muscular chest. She was mumbling, a shiver passing through her body every now and then. The problem was the orgasm-induced pussy spasms that pulsed around his cock. He needed to move inside her; move a lot more than he could with her lying on his chest. Without thought, he tightened his hands around her delightful ass and rolled them over, his cock remaining inside her.

Now that he was on top, he could stroke her properly. He pulled back almost all the way and slid his throbbing cock in until it stopped against her womb. Her eyes opened wide and her whole body shivered as she squealed out, "Yes!"

The tight and very warm pussy pulsed around his cock. His wife and sister-in-law lovingly touched his arms and back, encouraging him. "Make love to her, Baby," Virginia whispered into his ear. "Make her yours."

He had to get his rocks off. He was as sexually excited as he had ever been in his life. He held himself against her cervix, barely touching, and moved his ass around for a moment, rubbing the head of his cock against her womb, then set up a steady rhythm of thrusts into her impossibly-tight pussy. Even as excited as he was, he forced himself to not ram into her.

Cindy seemed to come alive. She wrapped her arms around his back, feeling his muscles ripple as he thrust into her, then clamped her legs over his thighs. As he shoved into her, she thrust back, causing him to hit her womb harder than he intended. Instead of the flinch of pain he expected, she whined and tried to push harder against him. He knew that if he pounded her womb, she would be extremely sore in the morning, even if lust diminished the pain at the moment. He fit Virginia and Elizabeth perfectly, his length just touching their cervixes at maximum penetration. Just enough to tantalize, but not enough to hurt severely unless he pushed really hard. Cindy's sweet pussy was shallower.

He kissed her, gentle at first, then within a few seconds, the kiss overpowered both of them with lust.

She was beside herself, the pain gone, or at least smothered by the wonderful feeling of his cock inside her. Somewhere in her mind, she knew she would be sore when this was over. That was for later; his cock was now. My Uncle Q is in me — fucking me. I want him to come in me, make me one of his women. I want him to impregnate me. He pulled his face back from hers a few inches, their eyes locked. She spoke the last thought aloud. "Take me, Uncle Q. Put your baby in me. Come in me."

Jeff had told Quinton that none of his women could get pregnant until Little One turned their "baby factories" back on. He hoped Jeff was right, but right or not, Quinton wasn't going to stop. He was as near to losing control as he had ever been in his life.

All that had happened to them lately; the things that Virginia had done, her withholding herself from him for so long, his having caught Virginia and Elizabeth making love to each other, his ultimatum to Virginia about meeting him at the door nude and on her knees in retaliation for the way she had been treating him, the girls' teasing and their obvious and blatant desire for him, then this...

All of that and more, now Cindy's tight pussy pulsed around him, her virginity gone, his desire for the beautiful young woman was more than he could withstand. He let his control go, concentrating on Cindy's pretty face and her bouncing breasts, felt her go into near constant orgasm, her pussy milking his cock. It seemed like every nerve in his body tingled, his last few strokes were short, the muscles of his hips straining — then it happened. He felt his semen coming from deep inside him, felt his balls pull up tight against his body, felt the stream of warmth pulse through his cock as he slammed into her and held. Cindy's eyes popped opened wide as warmth sprayed into her. Her legs clasped harder around his, then kicked and thrashed before locking around his hips, her body straining to his. He could vaguely hear her scream past the sound of his heartbeat in his ears. His cock pulsed again — again and yet again. The last gush changed to a hard stream that diminished into dribbles of the heavily sperm-laden semen — enough sperm to impregnate many women, all of those sperm swimming madly for the egg that wasn't there.

Cindy's mind, the part that was still functioning, was focused on the warmth inside her and what it meant. She knew she wasn't supposed to get pregnant, but she could feel the warmth so deep inside her, knew that she was full of man seed, as she thought of it, knew that some was even now inside her womb and more was entering there by the moment. The orgasm reached new heights — heights that were beyond her brain's ability to process. The world grayed out, then went black.

Tate, his arms shaking, his strength gone, managed to hold himself up long enough to roll over onto his back.

"Oh, my goodness," Elizabeth said when she saw her daughter's gaping pussy as Tate's blood-and-semen-covered cock pulled out. A flood of the blood-streaked semen poured out of Cindy as Elizabeth sucked in a breath.

Rachel, having orgasmed several times as she rubbed her clit while watching her uncle make love to her sister, had finally stopped playing with herself. "Get..." her mother started to say, but Rachel was already off the bed and hurrying to the bathroom. Back a couple minutes later, she handed her mother a dampened washcloth and stood holding a towel, half scared for her sister, and filled with awe with what had just happened.

"She..." Rachel started.

" ... just fainted," Virginia finished for her. "He's fucked us unconscious many times. No reason to get upset. The doctor told her she would have a hard time with her thick hymen, but ... that looks like a good bit of blood."

Rachel, now back with a second dampened washcloth, bathed Cindy's face. Rachel's eyes drifted to her uncle's cock as it lay across his leg. Cindy caught her sister's hand. "I'm awake now," she quietly said. As the sisters met eyes, Cindy grinned. "I did it," she said, trying to hold back a giggle that threatened to take over.

Rachel laughed back at her, "Yeah, you really did."

Cindy reached over to touch Quinton, who had turned to his side to smile at her. "I'm gonna be really sore, but I'm full of your sperm, so I don't care."

Tate raised up to better see his niece's swollen pussy lips. As Elizabeth went to rinse the bloody washcloth, a frown creased his face. Quickly moving to the side of the bed, he grabbed the phone and dialed Jeff's suite.

After Nat answered the phone, "Sorry to bother you, but I need to speak to Jeff."

"It's Sheriff Tate," Nat said as Jeff pulled his cock out of Diana to take the phone, hitting the speaker button so everyone could hear.

"What's wrong?" the Prime asked without hesitation.

"Sorry to bother you, but ... Well, you made a big deal about my calling you if anything ever happened to us, and after what you did for Elizabeth..."

"What's wrong?" Jeff repeated.