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You have to come over. I really need your support right now!"

It was a frantic call from my sister-in-law. Clearly, she was upset but she didn't tell me why. We didn't always get along as we are both strong willed and sometimes aggressive people. There was a thaw after my brother/her husband died of a blood clot. I fully expected that I would happily drift away from her life and she from mine. Instead, my feelings and commitment toward my brother made me be in her life because of my niece and nephew.

So, I drove over to her house and knocked on the door. Sarah stood there as a petite woman, barely 5 feet tall. I was reminded how funny it was to see her and my brother together. Like me, he was a tall man of 6 feet 6 inches. It struck me how much I missed him. She let me in and I followed her long thick mane of light red, and wavy hair. Today, it flowed down her back well beyond her shoulder blades but usually it was neatly piled upon her head.

She smiled at me and it was disarming. Full pink lips and white teeth with high cheekbones and freckles dotted her cheeks and nose. As a distance runner, even at the age of 41, she was in shape with muscled legs and arms. I guess you would say that she had a "tight" body but she hardly ever showed it off. I do remember Sarah and my brother Frank celebrating their 10th wedding anniversary and she wore a little black dress. It fit her perfectly and showed me that she didn't always live in a jogging outfit. My first wife left me after 3 years and I left my second wife after only 5 months. No k**s for me and I guess that it is just karma that I feel like my niece and nephew are somewhat my responsibility now.

My niece Shaye sat on the couch with tears in her eyes. Her older brother Ryan was away at Clemson. Shaye in tears is not an unusual sight. At 18, she was a very emotional young woman. Her hair, long and colored just like her mothers was tousled around her shoulders and her pouting lips told me that they had been fighting again. Not unusual for a mother and daughter their ages to fight but this did look different. Shaye did not look like she was fighting with Sarah. She looked like she was angry with someone or something else.

"What's up?" I asked lightly.

"I'm pregnant."

That would be Shaye's style. Right in your face and bold. Then again, she could be k**ding me but this time, she wasn't. I knew those words would change my life but I didn't yet know how.

We sat for hours and discussed the options. There was marriage to the boy who turned out to be an already married man of 40 ... ok, that wasn't going to work. There was abortion but they were Catholic and did not think that an option. There was also giving the baby up for adoption or keeping the baby. I was not in favor of keeping the baby. I know Sarah and I know Shaye and didn't think either could handle a baby in their lives. Sometimes, I'm an idiot. Sarah thought about it and weighed the pros and cons while Shaye thought adoption was a better bet. We decided pretty quickly that we didn't need to decide right away but that we could wait a few months and decide then.

Tears seemed to have disappeared and I was actually proud of Sarah for not giving Shaye too hard a time about being stupid enough to mess with a married man and then especially without protection!

The months passed by and I visited the house regularly and watched my niece blossom. Her body was never like her mother's. It was much like my mother's. Shaye was 5 foot 8 inches tall. She stood with broad shoulders and full and round breasts that pressed together on her small rib cage. Her hips were narrow and her legs and arms slim. With the onslaught of pregnancy, she began carrying up front and her breasts grew bigger to DD size. She seemed to enjoy them swinging about on her chest as she often went about the house bra-less.

"That'll end when her milk comes in" chuckled Sarah as I tried not to look.

The question of adoption disappeared at 8 months. Shaye was going to keep the baby. She really began to feel the pain of the extra weight. She had put on more than 40 pounds and said she felt like a cow. I only chuckled as I got her a pillow. She was 8 1/2 months pregnant when she went into labor. Honestly, we weren't ready. The three of us had done the Lamaze classes but we just weren't mentally ready. But, the baby said she was ready and I watched my pretty niece give birth at our local hospital and there I sat with a warm baby girl in my arms, Mary.

It was 5 weeks later that my phone rang at 1am and shook me out of a dream of me fucking my boss' wife.

"Uncle Ray, I'm sorry to wake you. Can you come over tonight?"

"Be right there!" I answered as cheerily as possible when you are ripped from the image of gliding in and out of a sexy woman.

Barely dressed, I stumbled out of my condo and drove over. I quietly opened the door and Shaye was holding little Mary in her arms. The babe was screaming bloody murder. "I can't get her to stop crying!" she panicked. "Mom is very tired and cranky and I haven't slept in days."

I looked at Mary and took her in my arms and checked her temperature. She stopped crying and I thought I had some sort of magic. Unfortunately, she only stopped to look at me and then started screaming again.

"Has she eaten?"

"Sometimes"

"When was the last time?"

"About 3 hours ago. She just doesn't like the formula. The doctor said that I should feed her every 3 to 4 hours and that eventually she'd like it."

"I thought you were breast feeding."

"I am but I was trying to wean her off me."

"Maybe you shouldn't"

"But I feel like a cow, Uncle Ray! They're huge and though, initially I liked the looks I was getting, I think they are too big now. I'm trying to get my life back, you know?"

"Sweetie, your life is now this baby. If you really had wanted your life back, you should have given her up for adoption."

"I know, I know. I love her but I'm just tired and this is really tough."

"Can I suggest something?"

"Sure, that's why I asked you here."

"Try feeding your baby and stop worrying about your breast size. You are a beautiful woman and your breasts are beautiful too, not just big."

She pouted as she didn't like the answer I gave her. After a minute, "Thanks, Uncle Ray. I guess I should stop the formula and see if that is the problem. My breasts are so full anyway."

I watched as my sweet niece opened her gown in front of me. She hefted an engorged breast as I handed Mary to her. I was shocked to see her naked breast with the blue veins and the teat trimmed with milk just leaking out. I felt the lump in my pants. Mary clamped on and began draining. I tried to look away but watched her in the mirror and felt like a pervert.

Soon both Mary and Shaye were asleep on the couch. Mary fell off Shaye's breast and I was fascinated. Drops of milk glistened there and I wanted some. I wanted to taste it and feel it slip down my throat.

There was a creek on the floor behind me. "Good to see they finally are getting some sleep."

I turned to see my sister-in-law standing in the hallway. For someone who was tired and attempting sleep, she looked great in a deep green satin teddy and her long hair wrapped up in a loose braid. Her nipples pressed against the fabric and she gave me a hug before covering her daughter and granddaughter up with a blanket.

"Thanks for coming over. I see she is feeding Mary again. I think that's good."

"I agree." I responded. "It looks like no one is sleeping while Mary is awake."

"Yeah," she paused. "She certainly has a pair of lungs. Can I talk to you in the bedroom so we don't wake them up?"

I followed her petite ass down the hall and she closed the door behind me and then sat on the bed.

"Sit with me, please."

I sat.

She took my hand. "I'm having trouble sleeping."

"I'm sorry, it seems to be common problem in this house," I paused. "What can I do to help?"

"Well, I miss your brother. I mean, I miss him every hour of the day."

Though we were of similar builds he and I were very different personalities. There was no way to replace him, nor would I ever want to. "I miss him, too. He was a great guy but you know that we must move on."

"Yeah, you are right but it is so hard to move on. It is especially tough at night. When I go to bed, I really miss him."

"Yeah, I think our bodies and minds start to shut down and we allow ourselves to get sad." I hugged her lightly feeling rather awkward.

"I'm sure that is the case but there is a physical thing, Ray. I mean. How do I say this?"

"Just say it."

She put her hand on my back, "Ray, I need a man physically. I need a man to get to sleep. It's been a couple of years and I just need to feel a man's hardness inside me ... so I can sleep at night."

There was a pause. I was shocked. I didn't know what to do. She started to cry.

"I know you don't like me but I'm so tired. I just need to sleep and I can't. Alcohol, sleeping pills and nothing works! I've tried everything!"

I opened my mouth to speak and nothing came out. It was true, we were like oil and water but she had been different since he died.

She continued. "I'm sorry! I shouldn't have said anything. I guess I'm just a stupid bitch."

"You're not stupid," I quickly shot out regretting that it sounded like I thought she was a bitch.

She laughed and it was a very nice laugh as she knew I didn't mean it like that. "So, you think I'm a bitch?" she teased.

We both laughed and I reached an arm around her and pulled her to me. She was so tiny and fit under my arm. She put her hand on my chest and I kissed the top of her hair. It smelled like strawberries. Her hand traveled down my shirt to stroke my thigh and I glanced down her shirt to see her pert breasts.

I tilted her head up. Those green eyes that sparkled with fire and flare, the neatly trimmed eyebrows and her petite nose were all captivating when she wanted them to be. I kissed her freckled cheeks and then those full lips. Our tongues touched and I felt her hand stroke my hardness for a moment and then slid down my thigh. Our movements became more frantic as she pulled my shirt off and ran her fingernails over my hairy chest. Clearly the aggressor, she pushed me down on the bed and pulled my pants and shorts off in one great tug. She could be strong when she wanted to.

My cock was stiff and vertical as her tiny hand grasped it. The angry thick veins of my cock were the size of her pinky as she stroked up and down. I saw her smile as she crawled between my legs and the phallus parted her small mouth. I felt huge and thick and hard. She sucked the head and then licked teasingly the rim and skin around it. I'm no giant down there but at 8 inches, I looked huge compared to her diminutive features. Sarah gripped my cock with both hands and neither wrapped completely around as she licked and sucked the helmet of my cockhead. Her tongue felt wonderful as she was obviously happy sucking and pulling from the tip to my ball sack. I felt her finger at my anus and she stroked and poked and finally pushed a finger inside me. This was new to me. I'd never had that done and felt a surge in my cock that took me to another level. She giggled as she beat my meat in long strokes pulling the extra skin up to almost cover my fat cockhead.

I reached down and literally lifted her up. I needed her impaled on my cock. It was time. Enough play. Her pussy was sopping wet as she straddled my hips and rubbed her hot cunt lips along my length. She stood straight up over me with her nipples hard and long, pink and standing straight out. Slowly she squatted down gripping my cock beneath her and aiming it for her pussy. The head is easily the biggest part of my cock and I felt her struggle with it as it pressed through her gateway. She grunted at it as she attempted a third and fourth time before getting it just inside her pussy lips with an "oh yeah!"

Those were the first words either of us had spoken. She worked down on my length and her tightness created intense pressure around my throbbing cock. It had been so long since I had made love that I thought I might explode right there. She got most of me in and I began to lose control. I gripped her hips and began lifting and shoving her down hard on my spike. Her little tits bounced before my eyes. Her hands rested on my chest. Her nails scratched me. I worried that I might be hurting her and she seemed to sense my concern but her smile assured me that she was truly enjoying this.

Her athletic abilities began to show as she took over the work of slamming my rod into her. Those runners' legs lifted her up and down like a well oiled machine driving my cock deep within her hot tunnel. I could feel her cervix snapping at my cock with each thrust. She worked up a good sweat and I could feel the electricity rising up my back. I wasn't going to last much longer.

"This is so good. OH MY god! So deep, baby, so deep!" she cried out in stuttered shrieks.

She kept up the slamming.

"God, I LOVE FUCKING!" she cried out a moment later and I watched as her bright green eyes went wide. "Cum with me! Please!"

She ground down on me hard grabbing my hands and putting all of her energy into her downward thrust. I felt myself throbbing in preparation. Her cunt was hot and tight as it pulsed and gripped my cock. Her face screwed up and then I shot deep inside her. Our juices mixed and flowed down my balls and made a mess on the bed.

Sarah collapsed and lay on me panting and planting baby kisses on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her.

I awoke an hour later and extricated myself from her arms, dressed and quietly made my way past a gently snoozing Shaye and Mary. On the trip home, I wondered what would happen in our relationship, now. I felt guilty and wondered if fucking my brother's widow was i****t or not. It only took a minute to remember her orgasm face and to decide that it didn't matter though somehow I felt like I was slowly slipping down a hill without any possibility of stopping.

Two days later I got a handwritten note in the mail from Sarah. "Thank you for you kindness the other night. I'd like to repay you by inviting you to dinner at my house on Friday evening. Would 7pm work? I need some help babysitting Mary. Thanks again."

It was simply signed "Sarah." I could tell that she must have struggled with the note and what to say. I thought dinner would be a great idea but wondered how awkward it might be.

I arrived on Friday with a bottle of red wine and a small basket of wild flowers. She greeted me at the door wearing a messy apron and holding Mary in her arms ... obviously frazzled.

I grabbed Mary with a smile and followed Sarah into her living room. It was a wreck but the kitchen was worse.

Sarah had fight in her eyes as she put the flowers and the bottle on the counter. It felt like somehow she was going to blame this on me. I'd seen her build up to an explosion like this before. I smiled at the unusually quiet Mary who seemed to look back at me with her own pretty eyes. I put Mary down in a seat-like contraption that allowed her to coo and giggle and not get hurt. Mary did her part. I looked at the recipes Sarah had out. Fancy chicken, a nifty sauce for asparagus, baked potatoes, some cold soup that I couldn't tell you what it was. I put my hands on her narrow shoulders and she blew a few strands of hair in exasperation.

"Let me take care of this Sarah."

"It just sucks. Shaye's back at work and I had this big plan but Mary wasn't helping by screaming the whole time and I don't know! Now she is quiet. You are here and she is quiet. How do you do that?"

"You are beautiful," I said in a half whisper. "Now, go to your room and get your game up to gorgeous. Relax; I've got it from here if you don't mind me changing up the meal a bit."

"I don't mind at all," she said with relief. She turned on her heel and headed down the hall.

I called after her, "Uh, is there formula already made if Mary should get hungry? I mean, when did she last eat?"

Sarah's voice called back, "Shaye is breastfeeding now. She gave up on the formula so I splurged and got her a breast pump. Milk's in the fridge and yeah, she is probably going to be hungry soon."

The potatoes were almost done cooking so that was easy. I grabbed some seasoned bread crumbs, an egg and a frying pan and soon I was making a gently fried chicken. The asparagus met some Italian salad dressing in a frying pan and that was going to be tasty. Then I really got moving. I picked up the mess in the kitchen, set the table and then Mary began fussing. I found Shaye's breast milk in the fridge among about 5 bottles. I wondered if Shaye was going away somewhere as there was just so much milk in there.

Mary nestled easily in one arm as I ran the bottle under warm water. I tested it by putting some drops on my wrist. Not quite ready so I just licked it off. I don't know why, but I did. It tasted different. Not bad. Not good, but different. Another few minutes in the warm tap water and it was ready to go. I sat at the table with Mary in my arms suckling on the bottle. I looked up and there was Sarah looking, as they say, like a million bucks. She wore a navy blue dress, off-white pearls and matching ear-rings. The dress ended well above her knee revealing well toned and sexy legs. Her smooth light red hair hung loosely about her shoulders. She looked taller ... ah, the heels! Beautiful navy pumps of about 5 inches.

"I won't last in these," she commented pointing at her feet, "but I hope they have the right effect."

"Your legs look really, really long in those," I commented rather lamely as Mary requested my attention again. "I mean, you've got great legs and those heels just intensify the effect."

She smiled and knew that I had to work hard to be suave. Even so, I always seemed to fail in that endeavor.

We sat down to a lovely meal. Sarah really appreciated me finishing things up for her and let me know by hip-checking me as we washed the dishes. We hadn't EVER gotten along this well and I hoped it wouldn't end after this dinner. I just didn't want to do something stupid. That is usually what happens to me. I don't often think, so this time, I was thinking hard.

Sarah put Mary down to bed and we found ourselves in a dimly lit living room with a floor littered with k**s' toys with 2 very full glasses of wine. Soon the wine was mostly gone and Sarah was curled up on the couch next to me just snuggling.

"Did you like the other night?" she asked with her sweet eyes looking up into mine.

"Loved it. You?"

"Oh very much so, Ray. Very much so." She paused a moment, "Y'know, Ray, we could do that again and I bet it would be really good, too."

"Yes, I believe it would be," I stroked her wavy hair with the faint smell of strawberries.

"You seem like the kind of guy who likes to do different things."

"Yes, sometimes," I didn't know what she had in mind and I was a bundle of nerves because of it.

There was a coy smile on her face. A smile like none I'd ever seen and I think she might have been a little drunk.

"You seem like a guy who likes to watch a little bit," licking her lips seductively, turning up the music and closing the curtains. She put her heels back on and combed her fingers through her hair pulling it out to fullest. She looked like a tall tigress about to eat me up as her hips swayed and thrust in that sexy blue dress. She toyed with the shoulder straps and soon they were off. She sucked her finger into her mouth like she was sucking down a skinny cock. She shook a little and the dress became a pile on the floor.


he stood before me wearing only a thong, pearls and those fantastic heels. Her hips thrust as she rubbed her ass, her slim thighs and pulled on the thong which stretched causing her pussy lips to surround the soaked pussy material. My cock was straining through my pants. I had a spot where the precum had pushed its way through my khaki pants.

Taking another gulp of wine, she stood before me and pulled on her nipples. They stretched and hardened and stretched some more. Then she tossed some pillows on the floor and sat facing me with her legs spread open. Pulling aside her thong, she revealed a beautiful pink pussy with engorged and glistening pussy lips. I wish I had paid more attention the other evening as I was looking at a beautiful puffy pussy.

"Take your clothes off. I want to see what I've done to you," she commanded while stroking her clit. It was a fat clit for such a tiny woman.

I was naked in a second and she ordered that I sit again on the couch to watch her. Watch her? I wanted to join her, but she was having none of it ... yet.

"I loved your cock the other night," she huskily whispered. "When I'm done with my little show, will you give it to me again?"

I nodded eagerly as she slipped first a single finger in and then another and began finger fucking herself. I was worried that her moans would wake Mary as she thrust her tiny pelvis up in the air. Her fingers worked hard and then she suddenly stopped.

"Hmmm, I need something bigger, baby."

I hoped she meant me but she grabbed a baby toy that was the shape of a baseball bat. I don't know what it was but it was about 15 inches long with a handle and thick as a D sized battery. She worked it along her pussy lips getting it wet and watching my cock twitch with each movement.

She looked into my eyes, "You DO like this, don't you!"

I could only grunt and grip my cock and stroke it for her.

"Yeah, you stroke that big cock while I fuck this thing. Just keep stroking but save your cum for me!"

She pushed it inside and it kept going. Once she was all the way in, she began her fucking motion. It was long enough for both her hands to grip it. Her eyes never left mine as she kept fucking the toy. She tossed her hair as her climax neared. Suddenly she got up on her hands and knees and crawled to me with the toy still embedded in her pussy. She squatted down on it as she bounced up and down on it as she brushed my hands aside and gripped my cock. I watched her head bob and enjoyed the sight and sounds of a fantastic blow job.

Her petite mouth barely fit around the helmet of my cock. Her lips and tongue were so hot I thought I would scream and her hands never seemed to stop. How could she keep all the motion going? Her finger found and teased my asshole and sweat was dripping from her face. She grunted and groaned as I shot my load deep down her throat. She swallowed most of it and some dripped to her chest which she quickly scooped up with her finger and sucked it into her mouth.

"I LOVE the taste of cum." she confided.

Pulling the toy from her hot cunt, she straddled my thighs. My wilting cock was no match for her adept hands as they massaged me back to life. Doing my part, I alternated sucking those pert tits and nibbling on her nipples. I was surprised that I was hard so quickly. By now we were both sweating and sliding on each other. Passion fueled our movements and we were done playing around.

She fed my cock into her pussy and slid quickly halfway down the shaft with a gasp.

"It's going to take a while to get used to your cock, baby." she whispered into my ear as she pressed more of me into her.

"I think our only option is to practice, practice, practice," I murmured back.

Sarah was full of energy. Her hair was like fire in my eyes. Her lips, ripe and full were entrancing as I kissed, licked and bit them. Our pace was maddening as her hot cunt enveloped my cock over and over again. She began to cry as several orgasms quickly peaked and subsided in rapid succession.

And then I heard Mary cry. So did Sarah. I kissed her neck and we slowed. My cock was sore and I'm sure her pussy was too.

Sarah kissed me quickly and climbed off. She grabbed the toy she had fucked and tossed it into the trash before grabbing a bathrobe and getting Mary. I dressed slowly and then cleaned up the living room and emptied the dishwasher. I found Sarah asleep on the couch with Mary on her chest. At least they were both sleeping better. I put Mary in her bed and kissed Sarah on the forehead and heard her murmur something as I left.

Though I called and we talked, we could not find a time when it made sense to get back together. I had evening commitments at work and so did she. We both couldn't seem to get our schedules to align.

Finally, almost two weeks later, I headed over to visit the whole family. Shaye met me at the door in a bathrobe tied at the waist and a wet towel on her head. Her full breasts pushed the robe open showing a long cleavage. "Didn't you get my text message?"

Perplexed, I answered "No, didn't see it."

"Oh geez. Umm, Mom had to go to work tonight so we postponed until Sunday afternoon."

"Ah, bummer. Sorry about that," I checked my phone and sure enough, the message indicator said I had a message.

"Well, you might as well come in. Mary is sleeping and I was just about to have a snack before pumping."

My mind went to pumping iron and working out but that didn't make sense. I entered anyway and followed her shapely ass down the hall to the kitchen.

"Yeah, I have to eat or drink something whenever I use this thing. It just seems to drain me so much more completely that Mary does," she grabbed a plate of nacho chips and put some salsa in a bowl and then opened two beers handing one to me. "Beer is supposed to be good for nursing mothers but I think that is probably bullshit."

I nodded, "But it tastes good so why not?"

She smiled calmly.

"Where's Mary?" I asked looking around.

"Well, since she has been breast feeding, she gets to bed a bit earlier and sleeps longer ... so she is napping in her crib."

"What's the pump for, then?"

"Oh, for the upcoming days and nights when Mom is taking care of her and I can't be here."

"Ah!" how dumb of me. I figured I'd better go before it gets any more uncomfortable. As it was, IT was already uncomfortable in my shorts.

"Check this out Uncle Ray," she spread her robe slightly and applied the suction cup to her breast.

I was fascinated. The motor hummed and her nipple extended inside the flange. Soon milk was squirting out into the bottle. My cock thickened and she smiled.

Her breast was full and there were several purple veins making their way to the nipple. I found it sexy to see her like that. The humming reminded me of a vibrator and I watched as Shaye bit her lower lip before looking up at me.

"Are you ok?" I asked.

"Umm, yeah. Kinda ok. It's embarrasing."

"What is?"

"I dunno. I just sometimes get these little climaxes when I pump. It's like such a strong sucking sensation, y'know? Well, I guess you wouldn't know but about 1 out of 3 times, I get these little orgasms."

"Must be nice," I was embarrassed too.

She switched the pump onto her other breast leaving the first breast mostly uncovered. Small drops of milk just hung there and I found myself licking my lips. Her nipple looked tender and slightly abused while her breast still looked round and thick. I took in the totality of her beautiful chest. Her big full breasts, her long and extended nipples and then I saw her smile as I realized that I was caught watching.

"You need to close your mouth or at least close your mouth on my nipple, Uncle Ray."

I didn't know how to respond. Actually, I DID know how to respond. I KNEW that I should run from the room and the house but I didn't want to. I told myself that I was horny in anticipation of an evening that would end with Sarah fucking my brains out. I was horny and thinking with the wrong head.

She hefted her breast toward me, "It's still got some milk in it. You might like to try it ... fresh from the source."

I reached out and held it. My mind was screaming at me to think of Sarah and what would happen if she found out that I was touching her daughter and my niece. My niece!! No shit, this was like ... well i****t. My brother's widow was one thing but my brother's daughter?

Shaye's words were soft and filtered through the din of noise trying to convince me to get up and leave. Her voice won out. "That's it, Uncle Ray. That feels nice," she quietly offered. "Just suck it in and taste it. I'm sure you'll like it."

I leaned forward while my mind kept screaming at me to leave. I clamped on to her nipple and felt her hand on the back of my head encouraging me to lick and suck that nipple and tit. She groaned.

"Oh, that is much better," she turned off the pump and moved me over to the full tit and I began sucking that one.

I felt her nipple extend into my mouth and the warm slightly sweet milk flowed across my tongue and down my throat. My cock was raging in my pants.

I kept drinking until she was dry and she was cooing at my suckling of her other breast. I felt her hand rest on my cock and begin stroking me. Her breathing was ragged and harsh as another orgasm took her. She tensed and gripped my cock full and hard. I didn't stop her but enjoyed her hand and how her legs quivered as the orgasms coursed their way through her body. "Oh YES, Uncle Ray, suck my tits!"

She fumbled with my pants for only a moment and got my cock out. With a smile she stroked me as I nuzzled her fleshy pillow of tit. She pulled me to her bedroom and flopped on the bed and spread her legs wide for me. I watched her glistening pussy lips spread and open awaiting my touch and insertion. I stepped out of my pants and she gripped my cock and guided it to her mouth where she sucked and licked never taking her eyes from mine. Her sweet young face was filled with lust and her cheeks flushed. Her tongue played with my cock and balls.

I moved between her legs and found her pussy shaven clean. I licked gently at first and more insistently soon after. My tongue explored her pussy lips and I gently bit and pulled them aside enjoying the aroma of her arousal. I slipped a finger deep inside her curling it up to find the fleshy mound of her g-spot. She grinned and I licked at her turgid clit that stood up so proud from its hood.

She responded to my licking and fingering with thrashing and her juices flowed down to my tongue ... a tasty treat but not nearly as wonderful as the taste of this young woman's milk. All thoughts of running out were far away now. Her tits flopped from side to side as she climaxed again on my tongue and I knew that my cock would invade her pussy very soon.

Shaye's breathing was returning to normal as I lifted her legs to my shoulders and my cock was poised at her entrance.

"Do you want it?"

"I do, Uncle Ray. I do." she responded.

I pushed the thick head against her swollen and soacked pussy lips and felt them part for me. Not easily but with some insistence, they parted and the tunnel was slowly mine. As I drove deeper and deeper, her eyes went wide and she climaxed again. My thickness had gotten to her. She was in a flurry of orgasms. Her head slammed from side to side as I pushed in to the hilt pressing my cockhead to her cervix. She was crying out and gripping the sheet on both sides of her.

"FUCK ME!" she cried out and I slammed her hard and fast, deep and long. Her eyes were wild as I held her ankles at my neck and entered again and again. I felt my balls strain as her legs dropped to my sides and I pushed one last time depositing my seed deep within her hot cunt ... and her womb.

Oh shit! What had I done? It was instant mental remorse. I fucked my niece, my dead brother's daughter, the young woman I was supposed to protect from idiots like me. Worse, I fucked the daughter of a woman I had been fucking. Better still, I was so stupid; I hadn't worn protection and she could be pregnant. I quickly climbed off her bed, grabbed my clothes, dressed and looked back at her. She was sleeping.

I feigned a bad cold and didn't show on Sunday. Over the next 3 weeks, I didn't answer calls and responded to text messages with cryptic and short answers. Even so, I waited for that email, text message or voice mail that told me that I was to be a father for the first time or that my sister-in-law had decided to move and take my sweet niece with her just to get her away from her perverted Uncle Ray.

It was a Saturday night and I was alone in my apartment. I was so confused. I knew a few things. I loved them both as family but I thought that maybe I could love Sarah as a wife. I found that I was missing her. I missed the way her smile was crooked at times and how she would tease me when I said dumb things. I thought about how she gave me that show, she touched herself for my benefit. She could be wild and edgy at a time in her life when most women were getting boring. I missed Shaye and Mary too but in a much different way.

As a I sat there with a scotch on the rocks in the dark of my apartment I thought about how my sexual appetite has pushed me into plowing into the fertile fields of Shaye and I remembered how her milk engorged tits were just there waiting for me to hold, lick and suck. I remembered watching her pump the milk and how horny I got. My cock was rock hard and I rubbed it. I wondered what it would be like to have Shaye riding my cock and her milk spraying out all over my chest and my face.

My heart wanted Sarah in my life but my cock wanted both of them and if it came out that I had fucked both of them then it was likely, I'd have neither of them! I gulped some more scotch and closed my eyes unable to see a way out of this mess.

Another week passed and I continued to avoid them and felt even worse about it. I knew that I was being stupid but I just threw myself into my work to make excuses. I wondered what would happen if I confessed. Would I feel better even though I would end up with neither of them? At night, as I closed my eyes for sleep, my fantasies included remembering our fucking either one or the other. As the work week concluded, my fantasies often included both women; Shaye and her fully engorged and leaking breasts and her mother, Sarah, small, limber and physically demanding. I awoke on Friday morning with a raging and pulsating hard-on. Bits and pieces of my dreams coming back to me as I stroked myself. I lay on my back with Shaye feeding me her tits while Sarah's taut pussy gripped my cock as she bounced on my fat cock. Shaye then straddled my face feeding me her juicy pussy. Sarah was in perpetual motion fucking me hard and pounding on my chest, her light red hair streaming around her shoulders bouncing with each slam onto my cock.

Work was boring that Friday and it was difficult to keep focused. I decided that this had to be resolved. Perhaps they hadn't talked to each other about me. Perhaps they didn't know and didn't need to know. Maybe I could spend time with Sarah and avoid Shaye to avoid her sexual draw on me. Could the genie get back in the bottle? Maybe I was just over reacting? Maybe it was just a one night stand for each of them. Was that the worst thought when I wanted something long-lasting with Sarah?

Still confused, I made the call to Sarah and she invited me over the house that evening. I hoped that Shaye would be out. She usually went out on Friday nights and as I drove over, I thought I might get lucky. I pondered what would happen if I confessed to just one of them, especially if I confessed to Sarah. Would she forgive me my transgression with her daughter or would she throw my ass out the front door. I laughed out loud as I turned the corner to their street. The image of that tiny nymph throwing a guy my size out a door was comical ... but I knew that if mad enough, she'd try and probably succeed!

The house was neat and tidy as I entered. It was actually cleaner than I had ever seen it before. Sarah grabbed my arm and held it to her side as she brought me down the hallway to the dining room table. Usually, the dining room table was covered with baby supplies, diapers and the like. Tonight, there were candles lit, 3 places set and the nice china laid out.

"What's this?" I asked with total surprise.

"Oh," smiled Sarah, "this is what you get for being a wonderful man in our lives. We needed you and you came. You saw problems and jumped in to help. You were there for us and we just thought we'd thank you with a nice evening."

Shaye darted out of the kitchen with Mary in one arm and a tray of steak on the other which she deposited in the center of the table.

"Wow, this looks fantastic!" I exclaimed.

Both Shaye and Sarah beamed and then they busied themselves getting vegetables, salad, and a large bottle of red wine. Shaye put Mary in the playpen where she looked at bright and pretty objects. I was ushered into a chair and watched as both women slipped into their bedrooms and emerged seconds later wearing stunning outfits.

Shaye's dress was similar to a thin robe where the front opened from the neck down to almost her waist. One side folded over one of her mammoth breasts while the other folded over the other. The tie at the waist was thin and threatened to untie itself. As she sat, the dress split up her long legs to mid thigh. She smiled seductively and smoothed out the thin, dark blue material. I noted that she was wearing her mother's pearls from the previous night. They looked very elegant on her.

Sarah strutted out of her bedroom wearing a form-fitting red dress that accentuated her long, reddish hair and striking green eyes. Her nipples pressed out the sweater material and the few freckles on her chest were seductive to me. I could feel my cock reacting under the table. Sarah's legs were tight and sensual with raw sexual energy. I noticed the faint line of her thong but nothing else under that dress as there was not room for it. Her heels were once again towering for a woman her size. I can only guess at their height, maybe 4 inches or maybe even 5 inches. I don't know as I was lost in her petite ankles, those slender calves, and her tight thighs. The dress was short and as she sat, I wondered if her dress was long enough to cover her butt on the chair.

We ate and enjoyed each other's company. I was nervous and on edge. They were being unusually nice and I felt like something was going to happen. At the time, I thought it was just me and I wanted to blurt out, "I've slept with both of you!"

The food was gone and Shaye brought out Jell-O with whipped cream for dessert. It was tasty and I felt full and almost sleepy.

"Oh dear!" stated Sarah calmly, "Honey, your leaking in that beautiful dress!"

Shaye looked down and there was a growing dark stain from her left nipple and a small one starting on the right. She smiled at her mother, then me and shrugged. I looked down at her breasts as she simply pulled the dress slightly to the sides revealing completely engorged tits almost bursting from her chest. The purple veins bulged as they wound their way toward her nipples. Those nipples dripped milk into Shaye's fingers and then a napkin as she dabbed at the milk trying to hide her nipples. "Yes, mom, they are leaking again."

She picked up Mary and went to her room saying "Good night" to each of us. I looked at Sarah and she smiled at me.

"A wonderful evening, Sarah," I remarked more calmly than I really felt.

She walked around the table and sat in my lap. Her diminutive body curled there and she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my nose and then my forehead. Her tongue found my ear and she whispered, "I've been having trouble sleeping again." She suppressed a giggle.
"We need to talk, Sarah."

"About what, baby?"

"Well, I think that I've fallen in love with you and there are some things that we need to clear the air about." I couldn't believe that I was saying this. I couldn't believe that I was going to tell her that I fucked her daughter/my niece. I was putting it on the line for honesty and integrity while my cock was screaming ... "did you see those big tits you are going to give up? did you see that tight body you'll not fuck again?"

"I suppose that you'd like to clear the air about how you fucked Shaye?"

She knew? She KNEW? What the fuck?

She flipped her hair over her shoulder, read my mind and smiled. "Of course I knew, baby. Do you think that we don't talk? Do you think that we didn't compare notes about that big cock of yours? Don't be silly, of course we talked!"

I wasn't sure what to say.

"It is ok with me and Shaye that you had sex with us both. We're not mad. Really. Here's the real question, though. Are you going to cheat on me after you move in? Are you going to fuck Shaye again?"

I certainly wanted to fuck Shaye ... hey wait a minute ... move in? I cleared my throat. "You are inviting me to move it?"

"Yes, what do you think about it?"

"I'd like to but I think I need to be clear on where we stand."

"Do you love me?"

"Yes," I said with no hesitation surprising myself.

"I love you and always have," she replied while stroking my hair and staring into my eyes. "Do you love Shaye?"

"I do, but as a niece. I think she should meet a guy her own age."

Sarah smiled, "Even so, I can tell that you want those big tits of hers in your face. Can you deny it?"

"No, I really can't but if you want," I paused, "if you want, I'd happily forget them for you."

She kissed me full on the lips. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and we enjoyed each other for a long time. Her hands found and released my cock from my pants. She kissed my neck.

As her hand stroked my cock, she whispered in my ear, "Take me to our bedroom!"

I easily lifted her and carried her to the master bedroom. I wanted her. I needed to feel her arms wrap around my bare skin, her nipples pressed to my chest. I needed to feel my cock buried deep within her tiny and tight pussy.

I lay her on the bed and stripped her bare. I dropped my clothes and put her ankles to my shoulders while leaning in and kissing and licking down her slender thighs. She cooed as I got closer and closer to her parting pussy lips. They were spreading and glistening pink as my tongue lapped first one side and then the other.

She groaned loudly as I sucked her clit and slipped two fingers into her sopping cunt. I stroked deep into her as I licked her clit up and down and fingered her g-spot. Grunting, she guided my head to her most tender spots and I kept up my barrage on her g-spot. Her hips rose up to meet my lips and fingers as she bucked.

Her climax was intense as they so often are when fingering a g-spot. Her back arched and she screamed as I sucked her clit to its fullest length. It was thick in my mouth and my tongue just kept assaulting the quivering nub. Her legs were moving involuntarily and they squeezed my head.

She screamed again as a 2nd and 3rd wave crashed over her.

Shaye entered the room in a rush, "Mom?"

We both looked up, me with my goatee covered in Sarah's juices, and both of us panting. I stood up.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize Uncle Ray was still ..." she looked at my cock, "here."

"Honey," Sarah started, "Come in."

"No, you guys have something going," continuing to look at my thick and ready cock, "obviously."

I blushed. "Mary ok?"

"Asleep in the playpen, Uncle Ray. I should let you guys get back to it."

"Shaye, sit down!" Sarah was commanding.

Shaye sat on the edge of the bed.

"You know you want to," Sarah stated more calmly.

"Yes, mom, I do."

"Then?"

Shaye leaned over and gripped my cock and sucked the head into her mouth. I almost exploded. I felt Sarah stroking my back and reaching around. Her nipples, hard and long dug into my back as she kissed my earlobes. "You like her sucking you?"

"Yes," I said hoarsely.

"I want to watch you fuck her hard," she whispered. "Fuck her really hard with that hunk of fuck meat and make her scream like you made me scream. Can you do that?"

"Yes," I whispered back.

"Then dump your load into her ass. I want her walking like a cowboy tomorrow." She smiled and Shaye giggled.

We got Shaye up on her hands and knees. Her fat tits hanging below her like a cow's udders. Her tits hung so long that her nipples sc****d the sheets. Milk dripped from them leaving spots and lines as I pushed my cock into her pussy.

She wasn't nearly as tight as Sarah and her juices were running down her thighs.

"You want his fat cock, don't you Shaye?" stated Sarah. "You want my boyfriend's big, fat, thick cock driving deep inside you. You can feel your pussy pulsating can't you?"

Shaye nodded as I pushed more into her and Sarah gripped me and rubbed my cock feeding more passed her daughter's juicy pussy lips. Sarah pushed me deeper and then gave my ass a push and I began fucking her. I drove my cock deep and after 4 more tries I was all the way in and Shaye had collapsed onto her elbows. She had a beautiful ass and I played with her asshole as I fucked her. I was driving pleasure with each stroke and each stroke was deep and long. She was wailing with joy as she began a series of multiple climaxes.

Sarah gripped her big tits and began milking them and sqeezing the nipples. She pulled them out long and pinched them. Shaye thrashed about crying and now the sheets were soaked with her milk and her tears. "Oh GOD, that feels so good, she screamed."

I kept fucking. I could feel the cum welling up in my balls eagerly awaiting release. I wanted to give her my cum and give it to her deep inside her pussy but I remembered what Sarah said ... in her ass. I looked to Sarah and she smiled and kissed her daughter's cheek.

"Feel good baby?"

"Yes, Mom, but I'm so sore!"

Sarah grabbed some lubricant from a drawer and spread it on her daughter's asshole. As I fucked, I watched her prepare her daughter's hole for my invasion. I was worried. My cock had been in an ass only a few times and most girls didn't like something of my girth in their asshole. It just stretched them out and could be painful.

"Shaye, you want it there, don't you?"

Shaye nodded and I pulled out to a loud plop! I was more rigid than I could ever remember. Sarah pushed a finger into Shaye's ass. Then she stuck two more in to Shaye's subsequent grunts. Pulling out her fingers, she guided me with a smile and pushed the head hard against that tight asshole. I pushed with my hips.

Shaye cried out, "It's too big, Mom!"

Sarah looked at me and I shrugged, "You can do it, sweetie. If it is too much, we'll stop but you haven't even started!"

I pushed some more and the head was in.

"OH FUCK!" was Shaye's response.

I pushed more in and began a rhythm of an inch or two in and then out just rubbing that tender rim of asshole. I kept it up as I felt her get used to it and then I'd push more cock into her. Her legs spread and she was almost flat with the bed with her ass up in the air for me. I gripped her tender ass flesh and kept working my cock deep into her. It was so tight that I was loosing control. I couldn't stop as I kept pushing more and more into her. She was crying out "fuck my ass, Uncle Ray! Fuck my ass!" I was pulsating before I could help myself and dumped a load into Shaye's ass. Tired, I withdrew from her ass and my cock was sore. I fell on my side on the bed.

A few minutes later, I opened my eyes to Sarah cleaning my cock with a warm facecloth. She was careful and kind. Her nipples were still hard and proud on her chest. She cleaned my balls and smiled up at me as I grew hard again. Her long hair flowed across her shoulders and she flipped it elegantly. I thought of her on my arm as we would go out to dinner. My cock clean, she sucked it into her mouth and nursed me back to hardness.

She pointed to Shaye who was sleeping beside me and put her finger to her lips in a shhhh motion. I understood. Let's fuck but not wake Shaye.

Quietly, sweet Sarah climbed on my hips and eased her pussy back onto my cock. She wiggled her hips and coated my cockhead with her pussy juices. She grimaced and then smiled as she pressed my cock into her pussy lips. With a smile, she mouthed the words "So BIG for me!" to me. I pulled her to me and kissed her fully on the lips. Our tongues enjoyed stroking each other as I eased her further down onto my cock. She was working her hips now getting more and more of me into her. I took turns sucking and licking her nipples with my hands on her hips pressing her onto me. She took it all. She took it deep within her and ground herself down on me gently but fully. This was different than before. Her eyes locked with mine. It was very different. We were not fucking now, we were making love. She was loving me and loving what I was doing to her.

My heart filled and tears rimmed my eyes. I never felt such compassion. I never felt such warmth and caring in each stroke as she lifted herself up and drove herself down. I knew that I loved her. I had never felt like this before while fucking. It had always been a physical act and never an emotional and caring act. I could feel the physical and emotional sensations joining forces. Looking at those pretty green eyes with her long eyelashes slowly closing with each press down onto my hardness, I knew that these feelings were shared. She kissed me and then slammed her pussy down on my cock and I started squirting. It seemed to squirt forever and cum was flowing out and down my ass. She hugged me and her tears flowed down my chest and neck.

"I love you!"

"I love you, too!" I replied.

I moved in the following weekend and sublet my apartment for the rest of my lease. My focus was easy. I loved Sarah and I loved to fuck Sarah. About once a month, Shaye would dump a boyfriend or get really horny and ask me to fuck her. I would ask Sarah and she never said no. Several times, Shaye joined Sarah and me in our bed. Those were incredible and certainly fun filled. However, they were not the same as the quiet, loving fucks between Sarah and me.