Chapter 3

"Fuck me, this is what I've been waiting for? Oh, fuck yes!" Shelby began cussing fiercely as she rode my cock on the loveseat.

"See why he's worth the wait? Honey, you haven't seen the half of it! Mark will fuck you into next year, given half a chance. He's a natural-born stud with a capital S. He should be in porn, I kid you not," Cherry told her lawyer.

"What do you know of porn, Mom?" Nydia teased her mother.

"Are you kidding me? All those years of dry spells, no sex while married to your old man? Porn and BOB were my best friends! To think that none of you ever suspected," Cherry blew her daughter a kiss and winked as she revealed this fact.

"I should have known. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, after all. You should try wearing thigh-highs while you get fucked, especially in the ass. It's indescribably hot in a nasty, kinky way. I love it!" Nydia exclaimed.

Meanwhile, hearing about myself in such flattering terms didn't exactly hurt my level of arousal. In fact, I had to struggle not to get too excited and cum too fast in Shelby's snatch while she mounted me. I wanted both of us to really get our time's worth with this first roll in the hay together. When she wanted to ride me, I let her climb on top so that she could set the pace, since there would be plenty of times that I could fuck her in other positions later. I figured that she probably had a lot of negative experience where the men came too soon and that affected her knee-jerk reactions to the first time together. Given Shelby's striking good looks, I almost couldn't blame the other guys for getting so turned-on, of course.

Shelby's sweet pussy wasn't helping matters, either, as she became wetter every minute and she started to really tighten up on me. I could feel her cumming ... could sense it being so close that I didn't want to let her down the first chance I had to gratify her. Finally, of course, there was no stopping the orgasm that she had built up inside her. It simply exploded like a bomb, her juices splashing my dick for all that they were worth, while all but squeezing my own cum out of my balls as if it were toothpaste.

Shelby then slumped on top of me, her sweaty, matted hair glistening much like her face and her body. She was one shiny girl right then, with all of the liquids gleaming off her skin and matching her ethereal, white-blonde hair. She kissed me several times on the mouth and the face, before settling down on my lap to rest. I took full advantage of this to fondle her ass, of course. Shelby reacted by placing her naked buns in just the right spot to surround my dick and let her crack keep it from softening just yet.

"You like my butt, huh? Can you do me a favor and finger it for me? I could use a finger or two up there right now. Put some lube on it, too, please. Remember, it's your booty now. I just want it ready for your cock to go back there. Besides, I'm very excited at the idea of you fucking me up the ass. I want it ready so that when you want it, you can just slip it in me, no trouble at all, while I sit on your lap," Shelby encouraged me as I continued to grope her.

Ninve came to my rescue right then, rushing some corn oil over to me, which I just put on my fingers and eased into Shelby's asshole. Her reaction was something that I never expected. She went completely wild, her body contorting as if in a seizure, her skin developing goose bumps and changing color several times, her throat emitting strange sounds, even sounding possessed by some kind of animal spirit or demon. Her pussy gave off a strong scent that tattled on her very well, showing just how wet and juicy she became when my fingers entered her bottom.

When Shelby began to return to normal, after damn near falling off my lap and even scaring everyone a little, she looked sheepishly at us and just sat back down on my dick. She blushed a little as she realized how everyone looked at her and then she stood up to face us all.

"Sorry, I just lost it. I've never quite reacted like that before, not to a good fingering or anything else like that. He touched the inside of my asshole and I felt the shivers, the cold chills of incredible pleasure coursing through my body. I felt the anticipation of my hard cock back there, the sensual contact of his skin inside my butt. There was just something that electrified me, thrilled me, and stimulated me beyond my expectation about his fingers pleasuring my hole. It was like an earthquake and a bolt of lightning going through my body all at once.

"All I know is that if his cock does anything like that to me, it may be safest for him to be on top. I don't want to break our favorite toy, you know. I didn't mean to scare you guys," Shelby explained, feeling embarrassed.

"Hey, it was extremely flattering, I know that much. Is your asshole really that sensitive?" I wondered openly, my cock hardening much faster than usual in response.

"I daresay, but so far only to your touch. Something about that combination ... I felt a little sense of it in my pussy, but nothing like this. Maybe it's just fingers. I'm not sure, but to be safe, let me bend over for now, if you're ready to fuck my ass," Shelby invited me, no longer feeling as flustered.

Well, suffice it to say that if my fingers made Shelby about jump out of her seat, when my cock slipped into her tush, she became a wild animal for sure. She drooled, scratched the carpet a little with her nails (I made a note to replace it later), shrieked like a banshee, and seemed to cramp in damn near every muscle she had. She became extremely taut as I plunged deeper into her bowels, while the others told me that her eyes went back into her skull in response to my cock burying itself in her bottom. All of the goose bumps reappeared, she audibly shivered, and her skin went darker than it was before, as dark as one could imagine from a fair-skinned, fair-haired girl like Shelby. Her juices flowed freely down her thighs and calves to hit the floor.

After several minutes of this, combined with Shelby rocking back and forth with her hips, not to mention the sheer heat and friction inside her ass, I came in spite of my best intentions in her colon. I coated that channel liberally with my cream, watching it seep back out of her down to her ankles.

"God, yes, Uncle Mark! Fuck your little niece!" Shelby screamed out loudly enough for the whole damn place to hear.

"You like to role play, huh?" I wondered aloud.

"Actually, yes, but this is about more than that. Do you remember a Marcy Swenson, Mark?" Shelby asked me rather suddenly.

"Yeah, I had a big fucking crush on her when I was a teen. She was a classic MILF. Cutest widow in town. Certainly the youngest. Why do you ask?" I wondered at the coincidence.

"Remember that little baby she carted around in a stroller, later a little toddler in her arms?" Shelby continued her commentary, now that she was lucid.

"Yes, her name was ... oh, fuck! Her name was Shelby! That was you!" I recalled now.

"Yeah, well, my father was your brother, Hershel, dear. He knocked her up, realized what he did, and skipped town, not long after that," Shelby abruptly broke the news.

"Damn, what a jerk, too! Must have broken your poor mother's heart! I remember wanting badly to get into her pants, but he succeeded where I failed, and then ditched town when there were consequences, huh? Just like him, too. I remember he left town in an awful hurry. I also remember how cute you were, even then. I told everyone that you'd turn heads someday, and I was right, wasn't I? I babysat you a few times, even," I reacted to this announcement with some nostalgia.

"I know, Uncle Mark. I know it all. Mom told me everything. How you were the younger brother, but always nicer and more helpful, more responsible. How your elder brother was the golden boy, quite literally, and he could do no wrong with your parents. He got drunk and disorderly, they'd pay off the cops. He got caught stealing petty cash, he got off with a slap on the wrist, because they knew the judge. He was able to smoke pot and avoid legal trouble, too.

"He charmed his way into Mom's panties, knickers, she called them, and then left her in the family way without even a phone number to reach him. He screwed four other men's wives, too, but it always turned out okay for him, didn't it? Mom at least was a widow, but he used her loneliness and pretended to love her. That was what hurt. Not that he used her for sex. Nothing wrong with that. She would have been fine with that. She had needs, after all. It was that he made her love again, so soon after Rick, her husband, was killed, and then shattered her heart all over again.

"Trust me, Uncle Mark. I know the whole damn story. He was sent off with a West Point appointment, courtesy of a friendly Congressman, as I recall. Captain Hershel Schumacher, US Army. My dad. Denied further promotion and resigned his commission due to some questionable filing practices that none could quite prove enough for a court-martial. Went into business as a stockbroker. Got caught with insider trading. Now serving 4 years in federal prison somewhere in West Virginia. Club med type prison, minimum security. Nice and easy for hard time, if you ask me. Hasn't asked to put me or my mom on the guest list, at least not yet. Now studying to be a rabbi, if I recall correctly," Shelby spoke bitterly of her biological father, my dear big brother Hersh.

"All true, though, I believe that he complains about the lack of conjugal visits with his wife. Evidently, the Feds will only go so far for their high-class inmates. Still, he is a changed man now, at least a little. He is studying the Torah, the Talmud, all that jazz. Wants to get closer to Hashem, or so he says.