The Object of Uncle's Affection
The ringing of the phone distracted Burt.
"No, daddy, please don't. I'm almost there!" Trudy pleaded with him.
He ignored it for four rings, and then finally answered. "Hello?"
"I had to drive some farm equipment over to Cincinnati to a buyer. Since I'm in the area I was wondering if it'd be okay if I stopped by for a night," Wilson inquired.
Burt chuckled. "You know family is always welcome, Wilson. That'd be great!"
"I'll be up tomorrow afternoon."
"I'm looking forward to it. See you then."
After hanging up he saw the look of hopeful excitement in Trudy's sparkling green eyes. "Will Cousin Pete be with him?"
Burt hated to disappoint his girl, but there was no way around it. "Sweetheart, he didn't say, but I'm pretty sure he's alone this time."
She sighed, but her sadness was brief. Daddy was inside of her and that was all that mattered. As Burt reclined in his chair again, Trudy began rocking up and down as she straddled his crotch. His erect, juice-coated cock pumped in and out of her snug love chamber. Her soft moaning restarted as he looked over at his gorgeous twin. Her perky, pink-tipped swells jiggled temptingly and her ass-length straight black hair jerked with every thrust.
Judy had gotten very friendly with Jill, an aerobics instructor at Body by Britney where his two girls worked out and tanned on an almost daily basis. She needed the night off and asked Judy to lead the evening aerobics classes. That left Burt and Trudy home alone, and after dinner dishes were washed and put away she very quickly made her sexual desire for her daddy known.
Trudy reached out and put her hands on daddy's shoulders for support. Her hips began rotating, moving in a small circle as she took him inside. Her tight muscle vibrated around his gliding shaft and oozed with nectar. Her breathing quickened as her elusive orgasm reappeared on the horizon. Her young, vibrant loins filled with a tingling ball of fire. Perspiration formed on her bare skin. Trudy's adorable nude form shimmered in the flickering light of the TV and what little spilled in through the kitchen doorway.
"I'm almost there, daddy," her soft, angelic voice breathlessly proclaimed.
Burt's hands cupped and squeezed on her soft, perky breasts. His thumbs rubbed on the swollen nubs. He thrust upward into his beautiful angel and filled the incredible juicy canal with his full length. Trudy rocked up and down, pivoting at the knees as she enjoyed her daddy's throbbing penis. It felt so good as the large cock stretched her chamber walls apart and filled the aching void in her belly. Nectar bathed his shaft and dripped onto his balls.
When he felt the shuddering of her body intensifying he grasped both nipples between thumbs and index fingers. He twisted and pulled, creating sharp jolts of stinging pain in her writhing form. Intermittent cries mixed with groans of delight. Her body stiffened and then wildly twitched as she climaxed. A small flood of fresh, hot juice was issued as her gorgeous form quaked in sexual release. Loud moaning filled the room. She fucked her daddy with unparalleled ferocity as powerful waves of tingling pleasure reverberated through her jerking form.
Trudy's erotic lap dance was all Burt needed. The semen swiftly rose as he pumped his cock deeply into her belly. With a soft grunt he ejaculated into her pussy as her own climax was just finishing. He thrust several more times, squirting his hot seed into her womb. When they were both finished they hugged and gently kissed as he softened inside her juice-soaked canal.
"That was nice, daddy," she whispered.
"Every time I'm inside of you is special. I can never get enough," he responded in kind.
Trudy moved off his lap and to her knees. Her wet mouth eagerly licked the juice and semen off his withered shaft and balls. Burt tensed and jerked as she sucked the head clean. Trudy giggled as she cleaned the rest of him off. That part was almost as much fun as the sex itself... almost. After she consumed all traces of their loving union Trudy retrieved her clothing from the floor at his feet. She dressed and returned to his arms.
* * * * *
Burt returned home from work the next day to shrill shrieks of laughter. The house shook with heavy footfalls. He watched the twins run by at a fast rate of speed with Wilson following a few seconds later. Burt walked in the same direction and found Judy's thrashing body on her bed as Wilson pinned her down with a knee on her chest and his hands tickling her sides. Trudy was helping him.
"Uncle!" Judy squealed breathlessly as she gave up the fight. "I give! Uncle Wilson can sleep with me!"
Wilson knelt on the floor. His hands stopped tickling her sides and pushed the front of her pullover top up to her neck. His hands started caressing her bare perky swells His mouth pressed against her lips and his tongue moved inside.
Trudy shook her head in disbelief, rolled her eyes, and brushed by Burt as she left the room. He followed, closing Judy's bedroom door on his way out.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
Trudy shrugged her shoulders as she stopped and leaned against the kitchen doorway. Burt slipped his hands around her waist from behind. His lips kissed the base of her neck.
"Come on, what's going on?" he persisted.
"Uncle Wilson was parked at the curb when we got home from the library late this morning," Trudy began her explanation. "He was barely in the front door and he was all over Judy. When they started making out on the couch I went to my room. A little later on I saw them naked and going at it on the floor.
"We had lunch together but even then he had a hand under the table feeling her up. They hardly finished eating when he chased Judy into her bedroom. They were in there all afternoon. I know for a fact they had sex at least twice because I found two different wet spots. And now they're back at it again! It's like he's sexually obsessed with her or something."
Burt chuckled and kissed the side of her face. "Sweetie, Wilson is a man with the all of the same sexual desires we have. Only he doesn't have a consistent way of dealing with them. But now that he's here for a few days, he's finding that Judy is an affectionate outlet for his needs. As long as Judy's not complaining, you shouldn't be either. Besides, I think they may have developed feelings for one another during the Nebraska trip, the same as you did for Cousin Pete. I think if Pete was here, you two would be the same way."
"Yeah, I guess," she relented in a depressed voice.
"You know, Trudy, you're so jealous about them that you're overlooking a very obvious bright side to all of this."
"I'm not jealous!" she angrily exclaimed and crossed her arms across her chest. "What bright side?"
"While Judy is being kept so busy with Wilson, you have daddy all to yourself."
Burt couldn't see it, but he sensed the frown on her face had changed into a hint of a smile. He added "Let them have their fun. Come on, I'll help you get dinner on the table."
Getting dinner on the table wasn't all work. Burt swatted her incredible ass several times, laughing as she jumped and shrieked. When his back was turned she retaliated. He took her into his arms and their mouths deeply kissed, enjoying the special bond they shared.
"You girls make me so proud," he said in a broken whisper. "I love you both with all my heart. That's why it tears me up inside to see you two at odds with one another."
Her green eyes moistened as she felt the weight of guilt on her shoulders. "I love you too, daddy. I can't help how I feel. But I'll try, I really will, for you."
* * * * *
Even after a day practically filled with sex Wilson was still fondling Judy during dinner. They giggled and touched like a couple of horny teenagers. It infuriated Trudy as she was forced to watch an older man make such a fool of himself. Burt sensed her growing frustration. He reached a hand under the table and squeezed her thigh in a show of support. Trudy looked at her daddy and rolled her eyes at him in disgust.
It finally became more than she could take. Despite her short-lived promise to daddy, Trudy got up and carried her plate and glass into the living room. She sat on the couch and watched TV as the antics in the kitchen grew louder. Judy flipped off her sister behind her back as she left the kitchen.
"She's just jealous, daddy!" Judy complained loud enough to be heard but not be overheard. "You should have seen her in Nebraska with Cousin Pete. Now she's on the other side of the fence is all, and she can't take it."
Burt sighed. "I wasn't in Nebraska so I can't really comment. But you two are starting to get a little annoying, even for me. Please, try and keep it out of the kitchen, alright?"
After the table was cleared and the dishes washed, Burt settled into the recliner as Wilson and Judy shared the couch. Trudy came over and sat with daddy. After some discussion they agreed on a movie. Trudy repeatedly glanced over at Judy, who looked back and stuck out her tongue. Wilson was oblivious to their frequent, hateful exchanges. Burt wasn't.
"Leave her be, Trudy. Slide over to my other side, it'll be less of a temptation for you," he directed.
Her lithe form shifted and she sat looking away from her irritating sibling. After dinner she'd changed into an oversized pullover T-shirt, and as she rearranged herself on his other arm Burt noticed the absence of panties. He couldn't help but smile, because he knew what she'd be wanting very soon. His penis stirred, awakened by the absence of clothing.
Burt glanced up as Judy stepped out. When she returned a few minutes later she was wearing a pair of thin, loose-fitting pink and yellow night shorts and a matching top. He'd be very surprised if there was anything else on her body. She chose clothes that would be very easy for Wilson to slide his hands beneath, the same as Trudy had before joining him. The brothers shared a brief look and a warm smile.
Wilson couldn't recall ever being so powerfully attracted to a woman as much as he was to Judy. The twins were so delightful to be around, and so sexually stimulating that he couldn't keep his hands off her gorgeous body. He'd never had sex so many times in one day; four times so far and the evening was still young. It was the best sex he'd ever had, even better than when Judy kept his bedroom steamed up in Nebraska. Absence definitely made the heart grow fonder.
Judy curled up on her left side with her head on his lap. Wilson's fingers sifted through the long locks of silky black hair. The strands were soft and he loved the length of it. He could barely remember her without the ass-length mane. His eyes roamed over her body. He admired her toned, bronze legs and the curvature of her firm bottom. He could see the upright swells beneath her pullover top. Even when she was lying on her side they didn't shift down appreciably. Oh, the benefits of youth.
He couldn't resist her any more. His right hand reached down and moved under the shirt. Judy's lips formed into a smile as his warm palm and fingers caressed her smooth lower belly. She rolled over onto her back. Those incredible thighs shifted apart in silent invitation. Wilson was momentarily satisfied just rubbing on her flat stomach. Gradually it shifted up. As it did the bottom of the fabric caught around his wrist and it crept up, slowly revealing more and more of Judy's chest. When it got uncomfortable she arched her back to take the weight off the back of the shirt and she bunched it up at the neck.
Wilson gazed down at the soft, bare swells. His penis began to stir. He cupped one in a hand, tenderly stroking the flesh. He squeezed and fondled the warm mound and delighted in its beauty. When his thumb thumped the nipple her body twitched. Judy felt the stirrings of arousal. She felt tingling warmth developing in her loins. Her pulse and breathing quickened. She softly moaned as her thighs tightly closed and opened, teasing her clit with brief rhythmic pressure that further excited her form. Nectar was beginning to seep from her center.
Trudy was growing suspicious. She hated not being able to see. She turned her head and looked over at the couple. She immediately recognized the stirrings of sexual activity that was commencing. Burt placed his hand on her cheek and turned her head toward him.
"What did I just finish telling you?" he whispered in a gentle voice.
"I can't not look, daddy," she responded defensively.
"You can if I can keep you busy doing something else."
He drew her toward him and kissed her soft lips. When they opened, his tongue gently pushed inside. It was a very slow, deep kiss. His wet muscle made purposeful motions in her receptive mouth. Trudy kissed him back. Her nipples swelled and pussy tingled as she awakened to his loving touch. Their shifting tongues playfully rubbed against each other. The hands that cupped her face tenderly stroked the skin. She emitted soft moans as tingling excitement erupted in her youthful loins. Warmth rose up her body. Her face flushed red with the heat of passion.
He pulled her forward and pressed his lips to an ear. Hot breath rushed over the sensitive skin as the tip of his tongue teased the ridges of flesh that ringed the canal. Trudy cringed as it tickled, but it also sent a rush of excitement through her form. The heat in her belly intensified and drifted up. Tiny droplets of perspiration formed on her forehead. She loved it when he did that to her and despite the tickling sensation Trudy tilted her head and offered herself up to his mouth. The tip of his tongue pushed inside the ear canal and flicked over the ridges and grooves. He blew his breath and dried the saliva that covered the ear. She tensed as a cold chill shot down her spine.
His hands moved down and grasped the bottom of her oversized shirt. Trudy lifted her arms and Burt pulled it off over her head, leaving his daughter naked. She scooted up and pressed her bare breasts toward his mouth. His hands cupped the soft, firm swells and fondled the smooth flesh. His wet tongue flicked over each nipple in turn, painting them with his saliva. They glistened in the light.
Burt glanced over at Wilson and noticed that he and Judy's activities had ceased being covert. There was little need to hide what they all knew was happening. The girls were good at showing their love and adoration for family.
Both of Wilson's hands were squeezing Judy's perfect breasts as his thumbs teased the enlarged nipples. She felt his growing excitement as a bulge began to form beneath the back of her head. She shifted and positioned her head on its side, with her mouth very close to the zipper. A devious smile formed on her lips as she grasped the tab and tugged the zipper down its track. Her soft fingers reached inside, found the flap in his underpants, and moved them through the aperture. He swelled larger as she rubbed on the moist head.
The hands on her mounds slowly caressed their way down over her flat belly. Her soft bronze skin felt so wonderful under his palms. When they reached the top edge of her shorts her compressing thighs idled and spread far apart. Wilson pulled off his shirt and changed into a kneeling position above her with his head near her crotch. He could smell the readily identifiable traces of her arousal. He sniffed and savored the scent.
Wilson felt her fingers drawing his erect penis from his cumbersome clothing. Once it was freed her hot, wet mouth embraced him. It felt like being immersed in a pot of hot pudding. He immediately grew harder as the wonderful lips and tongue lovingly stimulated his stem. One hand supported the base as the fingers of her other caressed his balls.
He pushed Judy's shorts down her thighs to the knees and exposed her bald pussy. It already glistened with juice, like a ripe orange. His extended tongue danced over the fragile pink folds. The taste of her filled his mouth. Wilson shifted to his elbows and lowered his body down until they touched. He tenderly peeled her folds back and licked the precious valley, bathing the sloped walls and excited clit in his saliva. Her body shuddered as tingling jolts rippled through her loins. The heat of passion filled their vibrating forms.
Just a few steps away Trudy was anxiously unfastening daddy's pants. She was desperate for his cock. All that slow, deep tongue kissing and heavy petting had her hotter than a two-dollar pistol. Burt knew the zipper of that particular pair of slacks he wore frequently jammed and he knew the trick of lowering it, but he watched as his girl fought with it. The growing look of frustration on her flushed, shimmering face amused him. She was always stubborn and rarely asked for help with anything. But this time she turned angry and finally acquiesced.
"Please help, daddy, it's stuck."
Burt pushed her hands away and easily freed the jam. She flashed him an evil grin when she realized he'd been toying with her like a cat does with a mouse.
"Very funny! Maybe I'll just join in with Wilson and Judy and leave you here hanging."
He smiled because he knew her better than that. Trudy was always making idle threats. When he gestured for her to leave, she tried holding out but he had more patience than her. With a look of aggravation on her sweet face she straddled his penis facing away from him and looked toward her sister and uncle.
Daddy's head pushed into her slit and pressed against her opening. As her tight walls stretched apart for him, she watched her sister's head bobbing up and down Wilson's cock as he buried his face between Judy's thighs. Burt's hands reached around and squeezed on Trudy's warm breasts. He knew how she liked it, and his fingers roughly pinched on the hard nubs. The combination of sharp, intermittent jolts of stinging pain and the wondrous tingling pleasure that filled her belly elicited soft groans of delight.
She rocked faster and eased more of his shaft inside. Nectar coated his driving mass, slightly loosening her tight muscle. Finally she took all of him inside. Trudy could feel his cock reaching so deep. She lifted up and descended again, shifting her hips as she pushed downward. The hands on her breasts moved to the top of her thighs. Burt pulled her writhing body down on his pole as he pushed up, straining to get deeper. Her naked form vibrated on his lap with him fully inside, both rubbing together in an erotic dance with one goal.
Trudy climaxed. As Burt stretched into her center she suddenly erupted in spasms. Her sweaty body jerked and twitched in his arms. He held on and started taking shallow strokes, at the end of each one pulling her down as he struggled for additional depth. The pressure and motion intensified the amazing tingling jolts that surged through her flesh. The breath caught in her throat as she shuddered in joy. Perspiration coated her skin and rolled down. After several seconds her movement quieted and he heard her start panting.
"Oh, daddy, that was real good," she reported in a breathless but happy voice.
Burt liked the feeling of the hard, deep fuck too. He continued the short strokes and maintained the same intense pressure. As he stretched upward it pulled on the skin that shrouded his member with a mixture of pain and joy. He loved her hard and she loved him back with every bit of strength they possessed.
It wasn't long before Burt felt the pressure in his loins and the feeling of his semen rising. He savored the brief time it took for his seed to advance through his swollen cock to the head. When he sensed it was there, he pulled her down and thrust up with all his strength. Trudy vibrated her hips and pushed down, meshing their crotches together into an almost seamless union of flesh. He grunted and twitched as his stem delivered a stream of thick cum. He usually ejaculated several times, but this time it was all released in a single, mind-blowing geyser of semen. His balls clenched up. There was an amazing feeling of wondrous tingling pleasure centered in his tightened belly. The powerful sensations combined to take his breath away. For several seconds he was gripped in an incredible orgasm that had no equal and left his balls empty and sore.
Trudy knew her daddy, and she knew he was cumming like never before. She was so happy she could do it for him. She maintained the pressure and stimulation until his tensed body finally relaxed and his breathing resumed in heavy panting and groans of surprised delight.
He reached up and hugged his girl, pulling her back into his arms. He gratefully kissed her sweet mouth. "That was amazing; thanks, sweetie."
She kissed him back, slid off the recliner, and began enjoying the second best thing in life. Her mouth eagerly devoured the mixture of fluids that coated his body.
Burt leaned back and enjoyed her oral cleansing. He wasn't sure why she took such delight in it, but she certainly did. As her lips and tongue moved over him, he watched his brother and Judy. They moved out of a sixty-nine and into the missionary position. Wilson settled down between her parted thighs and thrust inside.
Judy clenched his waist with her thighs and softly moaned in delight. Her arms caressed his tanned, heavily muscled shoulders as she writhed beneath his weight. Wilson pumped into her pussy with jack-rabbit speed followed by periods of long, slow strokes. Their tongues passionately entwined in erotic open-mouth kissing. The couple was oblivious to Burt's watchful observation.
Judy felt such love and affection for her uncle. She always loved him, but the time they spent together on her trip two months earlier really allowed them to get close and establish an emotional and physical connection that had been denied them before. He was intolerant at times and frowned on some of the changes that technology and altering public attitudes ushered in, but he was a good man. They couldn't get enough of each other and they both knew his visit was short. Every moment they had was shared and enjoyed.
Her body shook as the slow loving turned frantic. He pummeled Judy's center with his driving stem. Juice leaked from her slit and dripped from the outer folds of her pussy. She felt her excitement mounting as climax neared.
"Keep it fast, I'm close," Judy whispered as she clung to his strong frame.
Their groins slapped together like applause after a grand performance. The swift gliding of his penis stimulated her clitoris. Tingling warmth filled her loins as she joyously moaned. A solitary cry signaled her orgasm. Her shrouded body stiffened and twitched in sexual release. Her legs and arms tightened their hold around her uncle as her shuddering form savored the peals of pleasure.
Judy's frantic hold relaxed a few seconds later and their loving continued. Burt glanced down at Trudy; even after she'd cleaned him off her mouth kept sucking. His penis stirred and began to swell again. It appeared to Burt that the signs of life motivated his girl, for she sucked on him with renewed vigor. Her hot, wet lips and tongue felt wonderful. As the heat and pressure slowly built, the blood returned and he grew larger and harder. She looked up and smiled at him with her sparkling green eyes. He reached down and gently caressed her smooth, unblemished face.
Burt watched his brother as he slowly loved Judy's center. Wilson twitched several times and softly grunted. A few seconds later he withdrew and the two cuddled. Judy reached up and pulled a folded blanket off the back of the couch. They disappeared beneath it. Burt smiled. He knew that Trudy would've been angered by their sudden need for privacy if she'd been in a position to see it. When she saw him smiling Trudy started turning her head. He gently cupped her moving face and redirected her view forward.
"You just worry about us," he softly whispered.
A few minutes later her skilled mouth had him on the verge. His balls ached and he knew there wouldn't be much in them to give her. Burt leaned back and closed his eyes, concentrating on the tingling pressure in his belly. He tensed as his seed rose up and completed its pleasurable journey to the tip of his cock. He grunted in delight and jerked in the seat as he shot his load into her wonderful mouth.
Trudy kept sucking as he writhed in the recliner. She drained him of his thick, milky cum. When his balls were empty she licked his shaft and removed any lingering traces of his orgasm. She rejoined him on the chair, glancing over at the couch and the moving forms hidden beneath the blanket. She heard muffled giggling and was frustrated at being left out.
"Come on, let's go up to bed. You can sleep with me," Burt suggested.
"The movie's not over!" Trudy exclaimed, clinging to any possible excuse to keep from leaving the room.
He smiled. "Tell me the name of the main character; the character, not the actor."
She frowned and finally admitted "I don't know."
He leaned over, kissing her forehead, and then whispered "I don't know either; gotcha!"
Trudy squealed in frustration as Burt got up. He moved his arms beneath and cradled her nubile form. He carried her to his bed and gently laid her down on the mattress. She moved under the covers as he undressed. When Burt joined her he spooned her warm, soft body.
"Why are you so mean to me?" she asked.
"Mean? For holding you close in my arms? For loving you constantly?" He kissed her bare right shoulder. "For kissing your soft skin? Or do you mean for keeping you two from clawing one another's eyes out?"
"Daddy!" she loudly complained. "It sounds so different when you say it."
"It's called perspective, sweetheart, something which I have and you lack."
She smiled into the darkness as a completely different thought occurred to her. "Do you remember when we played the 'Up Periscope' game?"
He chuckled. "You win. Daddy isn't in any condition for that right now."
She giggled and said aloud in a sound-effects voice "Whoop! Whoop! Dive! Dive!"
"Up periscope," Burt weakly acknowledged.
For his part Burt shifted his tired penis into an accessible position. She dove under the blankets and blindly felt her way to his short and winkled target.
"Load torpedoes!" her muffled voice commanded.
He felt her hot, wet mouth on his penis. She teased and coaxed him to a hardened condition. Once his blood-engorged cock was stiff, her lips glided effortlessly up and down his saliva-coated shaft.
"I don't deserve you two," he whispered into the night.
Her hot mouth rejuvenated his stem. His balls ached and cock throbbed with life. Despite his desire for sleep, her sucking mouth had daddy wanting something else entirely. His hips began to thrust. When he cradled the back of her head and actively pumped into her mouth and throat the stimulation was wonderful. She enthusiastically devoured his prick. Her tightly wrapped lips slid up and down his entire length. The head moved over her flicking tongue and down the back of her throat.
His belly tightened and his balls tingled as climax approached. He fucked her mouth harder, pulling her head down onto his lap. Trudy sensed his condition and she sucked harder.
"Firing torpedoes," Burt weakly announced.
A moment later a small bit of semen advanced from his nearly empty balls. He jerked in spasms of delight and curled up around her head. She giggled as she felt his body twitching. He tensed and fired a tiny load into her receptive orifice. After several moments his stiffened body relaxed.
"That wasn't much, daddy," Trudy complained as she surfaced from the blankets.
He smiled. "You sunk an empty freighter, sweetheart. It happens, even to the best sub commanders."
She returned to his arms and they cuddled, drifting off to sleep a short time later.
* * * * *
Despite the temptation, Wilson knew he had to get back to the farm. He was already two days late returning, but couldn't avoid Judy's allure. The next morning he slowly extracted himself from her loving arms and advanced to the doorway. By the time he was ready to leave, the girls were awake. Trudy saw the pain on Judy's face and rushed to her side in a loving display of support.
The twins kissed each other. Judy kissed Wilson.
Burt announced "Brother, any time."