Family Affairs: Volume 2
by
Galen Trapper
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Copyright 2010, Galen Trapper
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“Oh, Uncle Rob,” Lindy cried. “You’re just so totally awesome!” The pretty redhead spun around and hugged her favorite uncle exuberantly, grinding her soft, full breasts against his hard chest. Swiveling slightly, the teen pressed her thigh into his crotch and was delighted that his huge cock was already burning hot and stiffening rapidly. For years she had dreamed that someday her Uncle Rob would fuck her, ever since the first time that she’d flopped playfully on his lap during a family gathering and the full length of his fiery, rigid man-flesh insinuated itself between her lush ass cheeks, throbbing ferociously. Lindy was sure that his cock would be among the three or four largest she had been lucky enough to encounter so far – definitely a Mensa class, top 2% dick! She was eager and determined to entice him into screwing her very soon, today if she was lucky. Then she would happily cross him off Lindy’s Little List.
“I’m glad you like your birthday portrait, Lindy,” her uncle said, smiling and hugging her lightly, then gently easing back away from the sumptuous girl. He was ashamed that his prick swelled from even this innocent contact with Lindy’s arousing young body; she was his niece, for God’s sake, his own sister’s daughter, an angelic young girl who was strictly off limits – not that she would be interested in a man more than twice her age, anyway. “You’re such a lovely girl that I wanted to capture your essence in oil, not merely your features in a photograph.”
Rob was a successful professional photographer, as well as a skilled amateur painter. He was well known for his erotic photos, and his artist’s eye had seen long ago that Lindy would one day become a bewitching woman. “You’re 18, a grown woman now, and that dress certainly confirms that you’re an absolute beauty.” He pulled off his t-shirt to cool down a little and started to clean his brushes and other tools.
“Thank you, Uncle Rob,” Lindy said modestly, though she fervently agreed with her uncle’s appraisal of her physical appearance. Since today’s sitting was merely to finish a few facial details, Lindy hadn’t worn the lovely green velvet gown he referred to; with the temperature in the eighties, that would have been very uncomfortable. Even in white short shorts and a yellow crop top, she was beginning to sweat. Teasingly she added, “I wonder what you’d think of me without the dress?”
His niece’s question flustered Rob. He regretted that Lindy had never posed nude for him, though he had a project in mind for which she would be ideal. He knew that Lindy, who loved art as much as he did, would jump at the opportunity as an artistic undertaking if he outlined his idea. After all, Botticelli’s Birth of Venus and Collier’s Lady Godiva were two of her favorite prints, perhaps in part because the central figure in each was a nude redhead. He was certain that the photos would be so erotic that Playboy, or perhaps certain private collectors, would snap them up at first glance.
Although he was accustomed to working comfortably with beautiful models, he feared that, with Lindy, the carnal aspects would greatly overshadow the aesthetic for him; his balls were constantly aching while he had worked on this portrait – they would probably explode if she wore less. He also wasn’t confident that he could contain his lust if she were nude; his sister Laurie, Lindy’s mother as well as Rob’s first and favorite model, would realize that, too, and where it would lead. So he mumbled, “I think you’re quite lovely dressed just as you are, Lindy.”
“I’d like you to see me without anything at all on, Uncle Rob,” she whispered scampishly, “and – and take pictures of me, naked! If you think I’m pretty enough.”
Rob’s prick sprang up at Lindy’s remark, straining the crotch of his trousers; hoping to hide this evidence of his shameful wantonness, he turned away and resumed cleaning his tools. “Why in the world would you want to do that, Lindy? I don’t believe your folks would think much of the idea.”
“Lots of my girlfriends do it,” she explained, “and sometimes boys I date ask me to let them take pictures of me, naked.”
In a strangled voice Rob asked, “And have you ever agreed?”
“No, of course not! I love people seeing me nude, like skinny dipping or strip poker, especially guys,” Lindy replied. “But those pictures would be all over the Internet in no time! And the guys don’t care about art or beauty – they only care about naked.” The curvy redhead, blushing slightly, looked directly at her uncle and said, “The idea of posing nude thrills me, but I want to do it for a real artist – for you, Uncle Rob. Please? I’ve wanted that for a long time.”
Rob didn’t want his young niece to see how flushed with excitement he was, so without turning to face her he said, “I don’t think I could be objective enough to do as good a job as you deserve, Lindy. We’re too closely related, and our ages are too different.”
Lindy hesitated before speaking. After all those years she had lusted after her Uncle Rob, this was her best chance yet to satisfy that hunger; she didn’t want to frighten him by seeming too aggressive, but she definitely wouldn’t let him evade her! “Oh, pooh! Some of your models are younger than me, Uncle Rob,” Lindy said. “I want to be a life model this fall at school for extra spending money. You’ll at least teach me to pose, won’t you?”
Rob was torn between lust and fear, and fear won out. He was confident that Laurie, at least, would be furious if he agreed to Lindy’s request. To put his sexy young niece off, he said, “Well, I’m pretty booked up for a while, Lindy, so I think photos are out of the question for now. But I’ll be happy to help by advising you and ...”
Lindy interrupted, crying, “You said the whole afternoon was open today, and there’s no time like the present to start!” Her full, round breasts jiggled entrancingly as she pulled off her top and waved it over her head, flinging her arms up like a cheerleader celebrating a touchdown. The young girl as usual was wearing no bra; her luscious jugs were so naturally firm and jutted so perkily that she never needed one. The gentle breeze, as well as high hopes of at last being fucked by her Uncle Rob, made her dainty pink nipples darken and swell like tiny cherries at the peak of ripeness.
Unconsciously Rob licked his dry lips as he envisioned himself nibbling those tantalizing nubs. He was stunned, as well as apprehensive; Lindy’s naked breasts were even larger and more solid than in his dreams – round, quivering orbs that leapt saucily forward without sagging, tipped by pert pink nipples pointing slightly upward. For years he had tried to suppress his lustful passion for his niece, wishing forlornly that he and Lindy were closer in age and not related.
Lindy thrust her chest toward Rob and looked at her uncle wide-eyed. “Are my breasts okay, Uncle Rob? From a professional point of view?” she asked innocently. She cupped them from beneath and shook her pliant boobs gently, as her uncle gazed raptly. Before he could speak, she hastily added, “Not for Playboy or one of the top ones, I know that, but maybe some magazine of just run-of-the-mill girls with ordinary bodies? Or at least good enough to be an Art Department model?”
As Lindy developed from a cute child into a ravishing teenager, Rob’s obsession had skyrocketed: he had hungered to tear off her clothes, to suck on those delectable tits that bobbled so enticingly under the tight sweaters she almost always wore, and to plunge his stiff cock into her doubtless tight, slippery young cunt. Family gatherings became tribulations, watching Lindy innocently move and stretch in her sensually graceful fashion. More and more frequently after one of those get-togethers Rob would slake his sexual frenzy by fucking his wife Louise ferociously while imagining Lindy’s firm thighs and perky tits in place of his wife’s flaccid flesh, Lindy’s tight young twat in place of Louise’s slackened cunt.
Impulsively the teenager darted toward her astonished uncle and kissed him lightly on the lips, rubbing her naked breasts against the thick carpet of gray and black hair covering his chest, then licked his neck and ear before moving back; the contact, though brief, sent little electric tingles all through her eager body. God, my cunt is going to turn inside out if I don’t get a great big dick into it soon! she thought frantically.
“Don’t be so silly, Lindy, put your shirt back on!” Rob said in a husky voice. He could just barely control his throbbing dick and painfully swollen balls. “What would your Aunt Louise and your mother think if they were to come home?”
“Oh, Uncle Rob, don’t you be silly,” Lindy replied saucily, her hand already on the zipper of her shorts. “You know when Mom drives fifty miles to come here so those two can go shopping, it’s an all day excursion – and it’s only 10:00 o’clock now.” She tugged on the zipper and let her shorts slither down to her knees, revealing scanty white bikini panties. The young girl on a mission had carefully chosen them because wisps of golden red hair poked enticingly through the eyelet lace.
Rob’s cock was flooded by another rush of hot blood, swelling it almost to rupturing as he stared at the tell-tale wetness between the young girl’s thighs and at the golden pussy fur faintly visible through her flimsy panties. His dick began to throb even more fiercely when he saw how clearly his little niece’s pussy was displayed, despite the tiny silk triangle masking it, and how tightly the gossamer fabric clung to her sodden love mound. Rob was on the brink of exploding as he dithered, knowing that he should order Lindy to cover up at once, but loath to ending her exciting exhibition. The gorgeous redhead was clearly delighted by the aesthetic perfection of her body, but ingenuous, unaware of her magnetic attraction and the aura of blatant sexuality that she projected. It would be much worse to let her go on, almost impossible to see the full naked glory of this delicious teen without throwing her down and pumping her fresh young womb to overflowing with his steaming hot, viscid cum!
Turning to face the lustful man directly, Lindy said, “Come on, Uncle Rob! What’s taking you so long to clean those brushes?” She slowly rolled her skimpy panties down to mid-thigh, unveiling her moistly glistening golden red bush.
Rob’s balls ached, filled to capacity with cum he wanted to pump into Lindy’s young body: into her precious cunt, into her hot mouth, into her gorgeous ass. A riveting vision filled his mind for an instant, of the pretty teen kneeling before him as he showered her face and hair with gobs of steaming cum, and it took all his strength to control his craving. He knew that he was torturing himself, that he could never feast on that delicious body except in his recurring wet dreams – nonetheless, he couldn’t tear his eyes away.
“I guess I look unappealing with so much hair down here? Most girls I’ve seen nude shave there,” she said, patting and ruffling her springy muff. “And red at that? Most girls’ pussy hair is black, isn’t it, Uncle Rob?” Hungrily Lindy stared at the massive lump in Rob’s trousers and pled, “You could use your digital and not waste any money on film, Uncle Rob. Please, just to see if I’m pretty enough?”
Rob continued to stare wordlessly at the teen’s gorgeous snatch, his gaze locked onto her full red bush. Lindy’s pussy was indeed more generously furred than most young girls’ were these days; it was closer to the beavers he had explored in his earlier days. The phrase like mother, like daughter popped into his mind spontaneously; his little sister Laurie had had the same triangle of coppery curls when they were growing up. Rob’s breath came hot and fast as he scrutinized his pretty young niece’s crotch, inhaling rapidly and deeply the tantalizing fragrance rising from the little teen’s oozing cunt.
His eyes probed desperately for a glimpse of the intimate pink bits veiled by Lindy’s golden fleece. In his imagination he saw jauntily protruding labia and a perky clit, but he craved viewing the succulent flesh in reality. His muscles tensed as he crouched slightly, ready to bury his face in that tangled mass of twat-scented hair, but at the last moment he came to his senses. Finally he managed to croak, “Please, Lindy! Put on your clothes!”
“Oh, I will, Uncle Rob,” Lindy cried, covering her pussy with her hands. “I didn’t mean to offend you – I thought you’d like to be the very first man ever to see me totally nude.” Of course you would, but you’re a few hundred guys too late, she thought, but you can be the very next. Looking distressed, the girl said plaintively, “Is it because ... well, am I ugly when I’m naked – ugly down there, in between my legs?”
“No, no,” Rob said in a hoarse, shaky voice. “You are absolutely beautiful, there and everywhere else! But I’m your uncle, damn it, and I’m having a lot of trouble keeping my hands off you!”
“Maybe you shouldn’t fight your impulses so hard, it strains the heart,” Lindy said tauntingly.
“P- put your fucking clothes on, Lindy!” Rob spluttered. The girl watched as her uncle picked up his wadded shirt and held it in front of his groin in an unsuccessful attempt to conceal his stiff cock. The lubricious young redhead noted happily that her uncle was flushed and his eyes were flitting between her rigid nipples and her wind-ruffled bush.
“But I have my fucking clothes on – my birthday suit!” Lindy said saucily, twisting to make her hard-tipped boobs jiggle. Her uncle said nothing, and in a minute Lindy licked her lips provocatively and continued. “Well, if you change your mind, Uncle Rob,” she said, looking directly into his eyes, “just let me know, any time. You’re my favorite person, I’ll do anything you want. Even hide my ugly body, since you want me to so much.” Lindy forced her eyes to mist over, a trick she had learned long ago, as most girls do; it had almost always helped her get what she wanted and to avoid what she didn’t fancy.
“I don’t exactly want you to,” Rob replied. “You’re a marvelously sexy girl, Lindy, with a very beautiful body. Any artist would die to see it, and any man would kill to touch it. But the situation would look awfully suspicious to anyone else who saw us.”
Then Lindy said, jubilantly and illogically, “If you were taking pictures of me, your hands would be occupied, so no one could reasonably suspect anything. So will you, pretty please?”
“No, absolutely not!” Rob snapped, his face bright red and beaded with moisture. “You’re family, so it’s just out of the question!”
When her uncle remained silent, Lindy decided to launch her second line of attack. She had hoped seeing her naked would be enough and was a little miffed, but she still wanted her uncle. She asked innocently, “You did take the pictures Mom keeps hidden in her jewelry box, didn’t you?”
Startled, he burst out, “How do you know about ... I mean, what pictures?”
“Oh, I was snooping and found them one day – years and years worth, it seemed. She’s always had a great figure, hasn’t she?” Lindy asked coyly. “I know you must have taken them – they’re terrific!” When her uncle didn’t reply, she added, “In some you can even see the pale strip her wedding ring usually covered ... I guess those were before Photoshop.”
“Not that there was anything illicit about that, of course,” Rob said hastily, “but it would be very embarrassing, I think. I’m ashamed of talking her into it.”
“Oh, I don’t think you feel ashamed about that, not really, and I bet it wasn’t hard to persuade her,” Lindy said confidently. “I bet even when you were just kids she did whatever her big brother asked.”
Rob had finished cleaning up and turned toward his niece, his face ghostly pale. “Does anyone else know, your father ...”
Lindy laughed and said, “Oh, why would Daddy ever look in Mom’s jewelry box? And if he did, he’d never find the secret compartment, anyway.” After a pause she smiled wickedly and added, “Unless someone was very disappointed about something and tipped him off.”
Rob’s face blanched at her words and he tried unsuccessfully to ignore Lindy’s threat. Finally he nodded and said, “You’re very observant, Lindy. You’re right, that’s not why I’m ashamed – it’s because of keeping all that a dark secret instead of facing the music! Like van Gogh would have done, you know?”
“Really, Uncle Rob, who cares what he’d have done? Just don’t cut your ear off like he did,” Lindy said impatiently. “Lots of things are best kept secret to avoid hurting people, and you know it.” Rob nodded, a sad and distant look on his face. In a moment his persistent niece said, “So, will you take wildly licentious pictures of me like you took of Mom? Our own deep, dark secret?”
“All right, but not out here, Lindy,” Rob said, surrendering to his persistent niece. “Let’s go into my studio.” He immediately felt guilty, remembering last night’s wet dream: his young niece was sprawled across a king-size bed in her green gown, the bodice pulled down below her full, quivering breasts, the skirt pushed up around Lindy’s waist, black mesh panties dangling from one slim ankle, her golden bush trimmed to expose her most intimate and succulent pink girl flesh ....
Rob hobbled carefully toward the house where his basement studio was located, trying to avoid any friction that might trigger an orgasm. His engorged prick and full balls ached so much for release that he was seriously considering slipping into the bathroom to jerk off. After Lindy pulled up her panties and retrieved her discarded shorts and top, the voluptuous little redhead followed her uncle, grinning triumphantly.
Rob stopped just inside the room, fumbling at the light switches, and Lindy sashayed provocatively past him. Damn, I wish she wasn’t my niece! he thought as he scrutinized her beautiful soft ass cheeks that begged to be stroked and fondled. Rob’s prick had softened a bit, but before the teenager was halfway across the room, it had returned to full attention, painfully swollen and straining to be freed from his confining trousers.
Lindy paraded to the center of the studio and sprawled on the chaise longue Rob used in some shoots, then smiled invitingly. Gently she cupped and fondled her luxurious breasts, and even from that distance she could see that, in response to her lewd display, Uncle Rob’s big dick was bulging his trousers crotch deliciously. Lindy marveled at how huge the head must be. Her eager young twat was clenching rhythmically in enthusiastic anticipation of Rob’s swollen cock relentlessly plunging full length in and out of her central juiciness.
Rob felt the pre-cum seeping as he considered how scanty the triangle covering his little niece’s snatch was and how closely it clung to her love mound – not to mention the way his fingers tingled, watching Lindy play with her pliant boobs. Impudently the girl fixed her gaze on her uncle’s distended crotch and said, “I thought by now you’d be ready to whip out your big ... um, lens – and screw it right in.”
“Goddamnit, Lindy!” Rob croaked, tearing his eyes from the damp silk between his niece’s thighs to look her in the eye. “If you want to do this spread, put your clothes back on, immediately! We’ll start with you fully dressed, then slowly disrobing! Please get ready.”
I’ll never be more ready than I am now! Lindy thought. Seeing how much Rob’s trousers had tented when she flaunted her tits and pussy at him reconfirmed that his dick was long and thick, just what she had expected and just what she wanted. On many occasions, while dancing with Uncle Rob at weddings and other family celebrations, she had managed to press her body against his hard, hot cock briefly and knew that he was very well hung, better than most men in her experience.
Lindy trembled impatiently, knowing she was so close to getting what she yearned for so profoundly: Uncle Rob’s huge cock and his thick, hot cum filling her greedy little cunt and mouth. She shivered excitedly, remembering her tall, lanky tennis teacher’s cock drilling into her insatiable twat: though his dick was only seven inches long, it was too broad to fit inside a tennis ball can – almost eight inches around the head, the same as her Daddy! Though she knew it was unlikely, Lindy hoped her uncle was even better equipped – just as thick, but even longer than her father’s ten inches.
“Oh, pooh, I really do want to spread for you, Uncle Rob,” the young girl pouted. “That’s how you say it for nude photo shoots, isn’t it, spread me? That’s what the boys at school say: how about you spreading for me, Lindy?” Gracefully she wriggled out of her tiny panties, then lay there twirling them slowly around one finger. “Can’t we do the pictures in reverse? The cool air between my legs tickles my special girl parts – that feels so good that I almost never wear panties under a skirt. But you knew that, didn’t you?”
Startled by the question, Rob said, “Now how in the world would I know that, Lindy?”
“I thought you could tell, all those times I hopped in your lap and squirmed around,” she said. “I – I hoped you would know. I wanted you to know.” She paused a moment, then added in a soft voice, “I wanted you … I want you to – to do things to me …”
Rob continued to stare wordlessly at his niece’s ripe, naked body, so Lindy continued contritely. “Sorry, Uncle Rob, please don’t be angry,” she said. “I haven’t embarrassed you, have I? You probably hate dealing with silly little virgins like me!”
“Uh, no, of course not,” Rob said. Though his face was quite red, it was not embarrassment but lust for this young girl’s eye-popping body that colored him. “It’s just that this whole situation, you posing nude for me, is not, um, appropriate.”
“Oh, but I really want to make you ...” Lindy paused to clear her throat, then continued, “happy, not upset. If there’s anything at all you want, I’ll be glad to give it to you ...” She stretched luxuriously and said, “You really don’t want to photograph me nude, like you did Mom?”
Suddenly Rob realized that he had been frozen in place at the door for a long time; despite his best efforts, he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the hypnotic jiggling of his young niece’s remarkably springy tits as she squirmed languorously. Shaking his head to clear it, Rob mumbled something about needing the bathroom and slowly hobbled toward it, hoping to avoid cumming in his pants along the way. He had to relieve his tortured balls and cock right now!
Unnoticed by the man in agony, Lindy trailed behind her uncle, easing the door open a crack; she thought she knew what he was up to, and she had no intention of letting him waste even a drop of his precious gooey cum. Very cautiously Rob eased off his trousers and let his cock, swollen nearly purple, spring free. It was thicker and longer than it had been for twenty years or more, nine inches of inflexible dick throbbing uncontrollably; the head of the beast glistened with pre-cum and was almost three inches across, the shaft nearly as wide.
Rob looked around for a towel to cum in, one he could reach without moving. Lindy had been silently staring in awe at her uncle’s sensational tool, but she correctly guessed his plan and scurried to face him. “Oh, please, Uncle Rob,” she begged, sinking to her knees and grasping his pulsating dick in one hand while her other pulled his hand onto her hard-peaked boob. “I want you to cum in my mouth,” the redheaded teen whispered, and like a striking cobra Lindy’s head shot forward and her hot, wet mouth closed around her uncle’s huge dick. Rob moaned as young Lindy’s rough tongue explored his manhood, savoring the musky male flavor, and her skillful hands stroked his balls.
In just a few seconds Lindy had pushed her uncle beyond the point of no return, and he tried to pull his cock from her voracious mouth. The young girl wrapped her arms around her uncle’s legs and resisted his attempt to escape. She bit his turgid prick very lightly, and Rob lost control completely. Powerful blasts of fiery cum spurted into his teenage niece’s avid mouth, and she greedily swallowed every piquant drop. Even after Rob’s volcanic orgasm subsided and his dick began to limber, Lindy sucked with all her might, hoping to extract more of her uncle’s male essence.
Finally Lindy allowed the flaccid prick to slip from her lips. Rob staggered on trembling legs a few steps to the toilet and collapsed on it, completely drained both physically and emotionally. He sat silently staring at the floor and breathing heavily for several long moments, then Lindy asked, looking distressed, “Are you all right, Uncle Rob? Did I do it wrong and hurt you?”
Rob looked at his gorgeous young niece, her face and lips showing crusted traces of his cum, and muttered, “No, you didn’t hurt me – you were fantastic. But I’m so ashamed, Lindy. I should not have ... “
Lindy interrupted her uncle and said, “What happened was my doing, not yours, Uncle Rob! I’m grown up now, you don’t have to worry about me.” She smiled and added, “I’ve wanted to suck your cock since the first time I saw girls doing that to guys they liked, at a party years ago. I’ve dreamed about doing it to you a lot since then. I love that I finally got to!”
She paused, then resumed in a whisper. “You know how I sit in your lap and squirm around when I get a chance? And how I purposely rub against you whenever we dance? You couldn’t have thought it was accidental all those times. You must have known I just wanted to feel your mammoth cock rubbing against my body! It always makes me so wet and sticky down there, between my legs.”
“Um, I guess I did know that,” Rob muttered, closing his eyes. “Or, worse, I was rationalizing the act of pressing myself against you.” He gulped, then admitted, “As I wanted to, even though that’s a shameful thing to admit. I don’t think I could live with myself if I were that perverse.”
“Oh, Uncle Rob!” Lindy stated firmly. “You’re not a bit perverse; I was the one doing the feeling up, not you – my bad, if it’s anyone’s. So I’ll stop asking you to let me pose nude for you – that’s what you want me to do, isn’t it?”
“No,” Uncle Rob explained to his young niece. “It’s definitely not what I want. But it is what I must insist on.” Lindy looked disappointed and avoided her uncle’s eyes, but in a few moments shrugged and nodded her agreement.
“Okay,” the teen vixen giggled, “I’d much rather you fuck me, anyway, Uncle Rob!”
Rob raised his head and said, “Leaving aside how reprehensibly I’ve already behaved with you, Lindy, it was shameful to cheat on your Aunt Louise like that – not to mention that you’re my niece, my own sister’s daughter. And a second ... encounter would be unforgivable.”
The young girl sat down next to her uncle and grasped his massive dick. Toying with the sticky member, she said, “Oh, I don’t think you feel ashamed about those things, not really.”
Rob’s face blanched at her words and he tried unsuccessfully to deny Lindy’s charge. Finally he nodded and said, “You’re very observant, Lindy. You’re right, that’s not why I’m ashamed.”
“So what are you ashamed of?” Lindy asked hotly. “You know that I wanted to do what I did, and it’s not about Aunt Louise. What are you really ashamed of?”
“Of wanting to fuck your brains out!” he stated emphatically. “I can accept that the blow job wasn’t my transgression, but fucking you would be an act that I would have to answer for!” He paused a moment and added, “You’re my niece, for God’s sake – it would be incest!”
Lindy squeezed her uncle’s hardening cock gently, encouraging its growth, and said, “Try again, Uncle Rob; I know you and my Mom f- fuck whenever you get a chance. I saw the sparkle in her eyes after you two disappeared for an hour from Kerry’s reception two weeks ago – and lots of other times, too.” She paused, waiting until her uncle started to speak, then said, “And my Mom is your sister ...”