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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Wednesday, August 22, 2012

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Filename: devotion.txt
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story_codes: M/g, incest, toys, oral, anal, first, cons

story_intro: As his younger sister, Jen, and her daughter move in with him, Rick recalls the incestuous relationship that developed between him and Jen when she was just eight. Now with his seven year-old niece under his roof, the pattern is about to begin again.

story_language: English




Devotion

Written by madvlad


	The bump of the helicopter as its skids made contact with the tarmac jolted Rick from a light doze. His two-week rotation on the oil rig was done and he was heading home. Grabbing his bag, he piled out with the others, waving to a few before climbing into his truck. He enjoyed the Spartan life and hard work on the rigs and it made him appreciate the comforts of his house even more. This time, there were some changes awaiting him.

	Rick's younger sister, Jen, was going through some rough times after losing her job when the company she worked for in California went bankrupt. Any decent job offers meant moving out of state and she found one in Louisiana close to where Rick had bought a large old farmhouse about ten years earlier. The house had become a project for him, a lifelong bachelor, to stay busy while he was on his "off" rotation. There was plenty of room there and Rick offered to take in his sister with no strings attached - emphasizing that last part.

	Although they were close, Rick and Jen hadn't seen each other for five years. Wendy, her daughter, had been two years old at the time. Wendy's father had been engaged to Jen, only to break it off once she discovered that she was pregnant. Misfortune seemed to be the constant theme in Jen's life, beginning when she was just eight years old.

	After eight years in the Navy as a diver and welder, Rick had taken a well-paying job doing rig work in the oil industry. Shortly after he left home for the Navy, his parents were surprised to learn that they would be parents again. Rick had joked that they were missing him already and suddenly needed a replacement.

	A year into his civilian life, his parents died in an accident, leaving Jen an orphan. An aunt and uncle had taken her in, but Rick felt guilty about abandoning his sister. One night, he paid a visit to his aunt and uncle's house. No one answered the door, but he could hear his uncle's raised voice. 

	Concerned, he went inside and followed the noise upstairs, His aunt was surprised to see him and tried to shoo him away. But when he heard Jen crying in one of the bedrooms, he brushed passed his aunt and burst in. His uncle was naked, holding a leather belt in one hand. 

	Huddled on the bed was his little sister, wearing only a pair of panties with a torn waistband. She clutched at the rip with one hand, trying to hold the garment together. Her body had several fresh welts about the width of his uncle's belt. And dribbling from Jen's sobbing mouth was a white fluid that could only have been semen. 

	Sensing someone behind him, Rick's uncle turned and opened his mouth to speak. But his flow of words was interrupted when Rick's fist hammered into his face, dislodging three teeth and snapping his jawbone. Several more quick blows drove the man to the floor where Rick kicked and stomped him until he was a gibbering mess.

	Whipping off his jacket, Rick wrapped Jen in it and carried her from the house. The formal custody transfer was relatively easy as Rick's aunt and uncle knew what would happen if he were to file charges.

	Jen never said much to Rick, only vaguely describing how she had been forced to perform oral sex several times. The night Rick arrived, their uncle wanted more; telling Jen it was time to make her a woman. She had managed to fight him off briefly until he began beating her with a belt. Had Rick arrived a few minutes later, the rape would have already begun.

	With a little girl to support, Rick could not continue his rig work. A sympathetic boss had arranged a job for Rick in a land-based machine shop that did repairs for rig equipment. The pay was alright, but not what he had been making before and he missed the camaraderie of the rig life. But he was not about to trust Jen's welfare to anyone else and he made a decent life for the two of them in his small apartment.

	One drawback to this plan was that Rick's sex life dropped off to zero, leaving beer and porn videos as his remaining outlet. It was this that started things in motion.

	Jen had crept out of bed more than once, curious about the strange moaning coming from the television. The little girl watched in curiosity as she saw men and women doing all sorts of strange things. She recognized the blowjobs as she had been made to do this, but what she was seeing looked more consensual than what her uncle had forced upon her. And some of the other things...well, her curiosity evolved into fascination. 

	Equally mesmerizing was when she watched Rick pulling on his shaft. He would cum several times while watching his videos and became progressively drunker as the night wore on. Jen was able to figure out that her presence here had cost her brother the chance to do the real things she saw on TV with other women. After several weeks, the eight year-old made up her mind and gathered her courage.

	Eight empty beer cans lay crumpled on the coffee table as Rick watched TV. His prick was beginning to rise again when he felt the most peculiar sensation of being licked there. In his inebriated state, he simply sat and enjoyed it. The licking became sucking and before long, Rick was sitting with his head tilted back and his eyes closed as a warm mouth massaged his meat. His cum was intense, shooting forth in hard spurts and making him slightly more sober. 

	When he was done, Rick opened his eyes, shocked to see the soft brown eyes of his little sister as she was taking her mouth away from his penis.

	"Jen! What are you-"

	"Please Rick, you saved me and I wanted to make you feel good. Please don't be mad!"

	Rick held out his arms and Jen climbed onto his lap and hugged him.

	Rick stroked his sister's light brown hair as he spoke to her.

	"It's wrong, Jen. I knew you meant well, but I don't want to take advantage of you."

	"But you're all I have left and...and I kind of liked it since you weren't shoving my head down on your thing like Uncle Paul did. Please let me do it - it makes me feel special that I'm helping you."

	Rick was about to say no. but he couldn't deny how his member was growing hard as Jen shifted her panty-clad butt in his lap. He was drunk, he was stressed, and he was horny. Without a word, Jen slipped back to the floor and to her knees before she quietly took her brother's cock into her mouth once more.

	This became their ritual, neither of them saying anything aloud for fear of complicating the matter. Both felt a little guilty, but they didn't want it to stop. After a few more times, Rick's hand found its way into Jen's panties and the small, hairless sex nestled there when she sat next to him after sucking him off. The odd, flushed feeling she had felt between her legs when she was sucking him bloomed into something stronger and deeper. 

	She felt hot and strangely bloated like an over-inflated balloon on the inside. Then one night, the balloon quivered and popped in long, rhythmic spasms, making her entire body shudder. Aside from a small gasp of surprise, she hadn't made another sound.

	"I think you just came," Rick said as he lazily traced a wet finger over the smooth flesh of Jen's pussy. 

	"I thought I was supposed to moan and holler just like those women," Jen replied, pointing to the TV. 

	Rick laughed.

	"They're just faking it. You don't have to recite a monolog while you're cumming."

	It was a week later when Jen suddenly stopped in mid-blowjob. Standing straight, she pulled off her t-shirt and removed her panties, leaving her undeveloped form with its flat chest and hairless cunny open to his view. Whether it was her childish mix of eagerness and innocence or the immature perfection of her small body, Rick couldn't be sure. But the need he felt went well past the throbbing in his genitals.

	"Rick?" Jen said quietly. "Uncle Paul said he was going to make me a woman. I know he would hurt me but if it's what those women on TV are doing, could you make me a woman?"

	Part of Rick wanted to scream that this was wrong, but he knew - no, he had known all along since that first time - that this was inevitable. 

	"Yes I will," he answered. "But not here."

	He picked Jen up and carried her to his bed. As they kissed, he rubbed his hand over her torso, delighting in the little stiffened nipples he found on the flat planes of her chest. He kissed his way down on her front, briefly sucking on each nipple and tonguing her navel. Jen parted her legs when her brother's hand slipped over her smooth pubis and cupped the tender swelling of her virgin sex. She was already wet when his fingers crept into her snug little cleft.

	Kneeling between Jen's thighs, Rick leaned forward and nudged his prick against the softness of the little girl's quim. A monetary sense of misgiving passed through him when the difference between her unopened little pussy and his experienced adult cock registered in his mind. But he felt her heat around his glans as he dipped into her opening.

	With a small lunge, Rick broke through the barrier of his eight year-old sister's virginity. A small cry was Jen's only response at first. Then, as Rick carefully filled her sex tube with his member, Jen managed some small gurgling sounds.

	Her brother's cock inside her untested body felt so huge, changing her on the inside that felt so different but more complete. Rick's deliberate movements changed to more passionate heaves as he threw his cock into her tightness over and over. He brought the child to a huge, wet climax just before he sent his sperm racing into his little sister's womb.

	Rick sat in his truck for a few minutes, collecting his thoughts before getting out and walking into the house. He had tried to break off their relationship when Jen was in high school, but she wanted no one else but him. It was finally when they were physically separated when she was in college and he went back to the rigs that they saw other people. 

	Rick had thought it would be awkward to see Jen with another man. But it hadn't been the case. They both knew that they had shared something wonderful, no matter how illicit, but now it was over.

	Jen was in the kitchen preparing dinner when Rick strode in and greeted him with a sisterly hug. Although he was relieved that there was nothing more, part of him pined for the old days.

	"You cut your hair," he remarked, looking at her short locks.

	"I'm way too busy with so many things to spend too much time on my hair."

	"Uncle Rick?"

	Rick spun and turned to see a little girl of seven standing shyly in the doorway. Her long hair was pale blonde - a gift from her long-vanished father - and pulled back in a ponytail. Her porcelain skin, oval face and sensitive brown eyes definitely came from Jen. 

	"You must be Wendy," he replied. "Hello."

	Wendy timidly stepped forward and gave him a small hug. As it had been five years since she had seen him, she didn't remember him at all. But dinner was comfortable, with Rick and Jen chatting with ease and Wendy gradually coming out of her shell with Rick.

	They all cleared the table and helped with the dishes, quickly putting the kitchen back in order. Jen took Wendy with her, explaining to Rick that she had to help her with some homework. Rick went to his den to do some surfing on the internet. 

	Some time later, Rick barely picked up the light rustling of soft footsteps on the den's carpet. Wendy was there, dressed in a nightgown and holding a book. She seemed a little paler than before and slightly distracted.

	"Are you okay," Rick asked.

	"Yes," Wendy answered, nodding quickly. "Could I read my book here?"

	"Sure."

	Wendy sat very gingerly in a chair and opened her book. Rick returned his attention to the computer. A glance back to his niece showed a few beads of sweat on her forehead, but the room was quite cool. Rick kept looking at her from the corner of his eye until she shafted in the chair and gasped.

	"Seriously, Wendy. Is everything alright?"

	"Yes Uncle Rick. Momma and I just want you to be happy that we're here."

	"No problem. It's nice to have the house full like this."

	Rick went back to typing for a few minutes.

	"Uncle Rick?"

	"Yes," he said absently while he kept most of his attention focused on the screen.

	"Please let me make you happy now."

	Rick turned in his chair and dropped his jaw as he saw Wendy pulling her nightgown off. The little girl stood nearly nude. Her chest and tummy were perfect, with a pair of pale nipples on her chest. But her remaining modesty was kept intact by what looked to be a latex thong.

	The odd part was the odd bulge in her crotch. There was something round jutting further from the slightly wider cuntal bulge between her thighs. Rick slowly reached out to investigate and jerked his hand away when he felt it vibrate.

	"Did your mother dress you up like this?"

	Wendy nodded and Rick noticed that she was sweating even more. At least he now knew the reason. Wendy fell to her knees and fumbled with Rick's fly. Rick was beyond past his surprise and just wanted to be with this girl now. He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants as Wendy finally mastered his fly.

	The child paused as she saw her first live cock in the flesh. The first touch with her hand was tentative and she shifted her eyes to his once she finally grasped the thing. Keeping her eyes locked on Rick's, she bent forward, only looking at his cock at the last second before she opened her mouth and sucked him into her face. 

	Rick groaned long and loud as his niece sucked and licked his organ. Her doll-like face twisted with what appeared to be lust as she worked her mouth over his savory treat. The stimulation from the buzzer in her harness was no doubt fueling her enthusiasm, but still - she was very good at this.

	"How many other men have you done?" he asked.

	Wendy stopped and blushed.

	"I'm sorry, Uncle Rick, but I have never done any of this before. Momma showed me some videos and pictures of stuff and she had something for me to, um..." Wendy's blush deepened as she struggled for the words.

	"Practice with?" Rick prompted.

	Wendy nodded, relieved that she would not have to explain more. She returned her attention to his prick, sucking and bobbing with wet fervor until Rick's balls could take no more. Wendy swallowed furiously, trying to keep up with her uncle's jism. When his surges passed, Wendy kept her lips wrapped around his cock head, afraid to remove them until she had the last drop sliding down into her belly.

	"Did I do that right?" she asked worriedly.

	Rick laughed and assured her she had done just fine. It didn't take long for his prick to recover with the memory of Wendy's loving mouth still fresh. Wendy noticed and stood up with her arms stiffly raised toward her uncle. Rick didn't waste another word in conversation and picked her up, holding one resilient little buttock in his hand as he walked into his bedroom.

	Wendy's breathing was coming in labored gasps as the child tried to deal with this arousal being generated in her pussy. Rick undid the fasteners on either side of the harness and pulled the front down.

	Wendy's little cunt gleamed, looking smooth and succulent and very well basted in her own juices. A small vibrator egg had been set in the front. The harness was cleverly made, with a thin black wire running from the vibrator to the flat batteries concealed in the front waistband of the latex. Then Rick noticed another wire behind it. A second, thin, finger-long vibrator had been inserted into Wendy's ass. No wonder the kid had been sweating. Wendy whined and gasped as Rick twisted and pulled on the second toy before her ass released it with a sudden pop. 

	"Oh!" she exclaimed as her sphincter slammed shut.

	"Did it hurt?" Rick asked.

	"No, Momma would never hurt me," Wendy replied. "It just felt, uh..."

	"I understand."

	Wendy gave him a shy smile.

	"Momma and I wanted me to be ready to make you happy anyway you wanted.

	"I am now," as Rick positioned himself over his niece.

	Despite his urgent need, Rick took his time, tasting his niece's mouth and neck and torso before proceeding further. Wendy's thighs were slender and firm, a gift from four years of ballet. Her skin was remarkably smooth as he spread her lower limbs. The little girl swallowed hard but looked up at her uncle with open hope and trust.

	When his cock first touched her pussy, she quivered for a moment. Like her mother's, Wendy's cunny was very warm and her slit smeared Rick's head with preteen dew. Her smooth labia stretched sealed themselves around his cock as he sought out her virgin membrane. Rick spent a few minutes simply rocking back and forth, teasing the little girl who was on the brink of a new kind of life. 

	Then with a firm push, Rick broke through her maidenhead. Wendy bit her lip and whined, but did not struggle as her uncle's cock filled her tiny sex. The seven year-old was just as tight and wet as her mother had been. Rick thought that he could feel her heartbeat pulsing through her pussy. 

	Rick paused, stroking the girl's cheek while his prick absorbed the heat radiating inside her deflowered cuntlet. Her titless chest heaved as she tried to get used to the hard presence in the place where no one had touched her before.

	"Are you ready for more?" Rick asked softly.

	When Wendy nodded, Rick stroked in and out of her grasping channel, listening to her juices squelch as he took her pussy. Wendy's brown eyes locked on her uncle, her mouth moving wordlessly as Rick's thrusting presence overwhelmed her already agitated cunt. Her head was swimming with everything becoming a haze until a sharp surge from deep in her sex broke through and took her. 

	Wendy suddenly struggled beneath Rick. For a moment, he thought he had hurt her before realizing that the little girl was cumming. Aside from some small sounds that almost sounded like choking, Wendy made no noise as she tossed her head from side to side until the orgasm was though with her.

	Her mother had tried to describe what would happen, but Wendy now understood why her mother couldn't be specific. In its over-stimulated state, her young body was craving more and Wendy was desperate to have more of her uncle's cock pounding into her. The normally shy little girl wrapped her legs around his sides, urging his powerful thrusts as her pussy helplessly reacted to the continued force of his prick.

	Rick was ready to cum, but gauged that he could induce another climax in the child. While fucking Wendy's slippery twat, he pressed upward, hitting certain points inside the girl until she began to cum. This time, Rick did not fight the urge in his balls and sealed his incest with pounding blows of semen inside his little niece's body.

	Wendy went limp, her face and chest damp with sweat, but arid compared to her fluid soaked crotch. When Rick pulled out, her snug hole maintained a slick suction as if unwilling to lose his cock.

	The next day, Jen never said anything about what had happened. But there were subtle ways she acted toward him and Wendy that made it plain that she was happy that her little girl and her brother were in an intimate relationship. Rick was at a loss for words but thought that he was better off that way.

	That evening, the scene from the previous night began the same way, with Wendy coming into Rick's den and sitting with a book. Although she had looked fine in the morning, Wendy was definitely walking more carefully now. Rick decided to play the game and make her wait, but her soft moans made him turn to her sooner than he had planned.

	Wendy was rocking back and forth with perspiration running down her face. The book had slipped from her hand and she paid it no heed as it tumbled to the floor. When she looked Rick's way with pleading eyes, he nodded. 

	Wendy got up from the chair and took one large step before stopping and mid stride and sucking in one huge breath. She tried to unbutton her nightgown, but was having trouble. When Rick helped her take it off she fell to her knees and clawed at his jeans. Rick wondered if Jen had given the girl an aphrodisiac that was too strong.

	As before, Wendy was wearing only her latex thong. She devoured her uncle's prick with abandon, pulling on him fiercely with her mouth until he painted her throat with his cum. Then she stayed on the floor in her kneeling position, panting heavily.

	Rick carried her to his bedroom and undid her thong. It was then that he realized the cause of Wendy's demeanor. In place of the vibrating egg was a finger-sized vibrator inserted completely into her pussy. The little girl's crotch was a soupy mess, her body having been inundated by the stimulation of the toys in her cunt and ass. 

	"Ungh! Ahhh!" she cried as Rick pried the devices from her holes. 

	"Momma said I could wear another one inside since you had already been there," Wendy gasped. "She made sure I was okay and I was for a little bit. But when I got to your den and then thought about the stuff we do, it all got too big."

	Rick drew Wendy to his lap and lifted the girl up just enough for his dick to make contact with the little girl's bald, dripping snatch. Wendy wanted it so bad, working her hips like a seasoned pro to get him inside. The mixture of lust and confusion on her face revealed her inherent innocence - wanting to obey her stimulated body's desires without quite understanding all of these feelings coursing through her.

	When she shifted just right, Rick pulled her hips down, entering the tightness of the seven year-old's slippery twat. Wendy's eyes closed and her head tilted back as her prepubescent sex bulged inside with her uncle's meat. The little girl wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him contentedly as he used her delicate pussy to make her cum twice before creaming in her unready reproductive organs until they were overflowing.

	The next night was another losing battle for Wendy to keep her composure as her holes were continuously buzzed. After another spirited blowjob, Rick brought the girl to his bed where she immediately began scrabbling at her thong to ease her delicious torment. 

	But Rick decided to play with her a bit. Pulling her hands away, he grasped the front waistband of the little girl's thong and pulled up just enough to make the vibrators shift inside of her. Wendy cried out and jerked on the bed. Watching his niece's sleek body twitch and wriggle, Rick pulled on various parts of the thong until her eyes rolled up and she shuddered deeply. Only then did he undress her and remove the vibrators.

	Taking her ankles, Rick folded Wendy's legs against her body. Her swollen pussy glistened, the fleshy labia damp and flushed from her orgasm. 

	"Wendy, how would you like to do something your mom never did until she was in her teens?"

	Wendy's nose crinkled as she grinned as if she was about to get some special toy. In a way she was.

	"What is it, Uncle Rick?"

	Rick aimed his cock at her exposed hole and pushed. Wendy was surprised.

	"Uncle Rick, that's my..."

	Wendy's anus, weakened by the vibrator, stretched open and allowed her uncle's cock to move in. The child's jaw dropped in wonder as her tender rectum was stretched taut by the hard member. But there was no cervix here to stop Rick's progress and he eventually buried his entire length into the exquisite, pulsing depths of Wendy's seven year-old ass.

	Wendy did not know what to expect and was pleased when her cunny responded to the thrusting meat just behind it. Her ass felt so full, but it also felt as if Rick was satisfying an itch she never knew she had. At Rick's suggestion, Wendy held her legs in their folded position, allowing Rick to pin her shoulders to the bed as he pounded her ass harder than he had inside of her sensitive pussy. 

	Her ass convulsed, the muscles seizing around Rick's shaft. This set off her cunt and made the little girl cum as she was getting buggered. Rick kept fucking her grasping little bottom, letting his balls build up more and more until he spewed their contents into Wendy's virgin bowels. 

	A little while later, Rick was resting contentedly on the bed when Wendy got up and went to the bathroom. When she returned, she had a warm washcloth and proceeded to clean Rick's cock. 

	"Now that's what I call room service," he murmured.

	"Momma said you need to be washed if you put it in back there before you use it somewhere else."

	"And where would that somewhere else be?"

	Wendy straightened to her knees and pointed to her little bald pussy.

	"What makes you think I will put it in there?"

	Wendy's guileless face was sincere as she pled her case.

	"Please Uncle Rick? Everything was fun with you, but I like it in here best. I feel so warm and happy and..." she paused a moment before her nose crinkled with that cute little grin again. "And naughty," she whispered.

	Rick caressed Wendy's thigh while he pretended to think it over.

	"I guess I will. Whatever it takes to make you feel naughty."

	

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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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