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story_codes: M/gggg+(2-9), incest, cons

story_intro: Dave finds himself babysitting his little nieces more and more often. What does a man with a business plan and a bunch of little girls scampering around in panties do? And of course, the undies need to be modeled for the customers and some need to be more than just worn.

story_language: English




Panties, Incorporated

Written by madvlad


	It wasn't much of a dream, really. Dave was driving down a familiar street, looking for a store that for some reason he couldn't find. And then his cell phone started ringing in loud sharp bursts unlike the chords of ZZ Top's "Legs" he had chosen for his cell phone's ring tone.

	"Mmmph. Gluh."

	That was the best that Dave could mutter as he stirred on the couch. Still partially within his dissipating dream, he shoved the pizza box aside and used his scrabbling fingers to reach his cell phone and slide it closer so he could pick it up. But it wasn't ringing.

	"Gnuh," he muttered, twisting on the couch to reach the land line phone on the side table, which did not match the badly scratched coffee table, the threadbare (but comfy in a lumpy way) couch, or any other mismatched furniture in Dave's apartment. A few crumpled beer cans landed on the carpet which had remained free of the terrors of a vacuum cleaner in the two years that Dave had lived there.

	"Whazzit?" he answered, managing to get the right ends of the phone receiver pointing in the right direction.

	"Dave, it's Cindy. Did I catch you at a bad time?"

	"Huh? No. I'm good here."

	"Look something's come up and I was wondering if you could watch the kids."

	Dave looked at his watch. It was 11:30 pm.

	"Now?"

	"No, if you could be here at 7 in the morning that would be good. Bill's boss is having a get-together at his cabin on Lake Grenville tomorrow night and Bill got invited. This is just something he can't afford to miss with all of the networking and visibility. You know?"

	Actually, Dave didn't know. He was two years out of college and was working as an IT technician for a pharmaceutical company. He had better computer skills than what the job called for, but they were mostly in areas that were unsuitable for "honest" work. He did make some money on the side setting up secure internet transaction sites through third-party payment handlers and such. But that didn't call for sucking up to a boss. And Dave had no desire to socialize or suck up to anyone above him in his "real" job.

	"Yeah, sure. I could pick them up and bring them back here," he replied.

	"Um, it would be better if the girls stayed here..." Cindy said uneasily.

	Dave smiled at his sister's discomfort. While he wasn't a slob as far as personal hygiene went, he knew and care as much about housecleaning as he did about speaking Swahili. No doubt Cindy feared that four year-old Carly would catch some respiratory disease from his furniture or that something in the carpeting would grab little Amber and pull the two year-old into its shaggy depths, never to be seen again.

	"So we'll stay at your place?" he asked.

	"Yes if you don't mind. You see it's just that..."

	"I'll see you at seven," Dave interrupted in good humor.

	After he hung up, Dave rubbed his crotch where an erection had already started. Spending time with his nieces was always full of fun and temptation. They were too young to understand about modesty and often unwittingly gave their uncle eyefuls of toddler girl flesh. Recently, Amber had become potty-trained and was overly proud of her new panty status. So Dave was constantly treated to the tot's panty shows as she strutted about wearing nothing but a tiny bit of thin cotton that concealed her pretty young treasures.

	Not to go unnoticed, Carly would strip down to her undies and join her sister. She was in the process of shedding her baby fat but still had a soft little figure that Dave would have loved to taste one mouthful at a time. Amber's limbs and tummy were a little rounder but no less eye-catching.

	While using the bathroom two visits ago there, Dave had noticed a miniature pair of panties dangling from under the lid of the hamper. Intrigued, he pulled them out, guessing that they were Carly's. They didn't look soiled (he was not into that sort of thing) so he took a sniff, catching a faint whiff of little girl smell - light sweat and kiddy soap. Taking a deeper breath from the front of the crotch, Dave was disappointed not to catch any scent of Carly's sex. Then again, he chided himself, a four year-old wouldn't get sexually aroused enough to leak any of the good stuff into her underwear.

	As he reached to put the thing back in the hamper, Dave paused. It was erotic to be holding some fabric that had recently been clinging and caressing the cunny and bottom of a four year-old. He tucked it in his pocket, figuring that one pair wouldn't go missing in a house where the girls were constantly discarding clothing to the unending exacerbation of their mother. Later that night, he held the panties with a picture of the Little Mermaid on the front and fondled them while he furiously jacked off with his other hand. The resulting orgasm was surprisingly powerful.

	During his next visit, Dave did some reconnaissance in the girls' bedrooms to determine what brands and designs of undies his sister was putting her adorable little sex treats into. Now he was ready with new panties fresh from the package he had stuffed into the battered knapsack along with his laptop and stuff for his sideline work. It occurred to him as he drove to his sister's house that he might very well be retrieving the new panties he'd leave before long - after they had been worn by his nieces. Cindy and her husband, Bill, were definitely interested in moving upward and had been relying on her brother for last-minute babysitting as he seemed to have no life outside of his computers.

	Dave considered his other three sisters. Like Cindy, they were all older than him and were married. In many respects, they were carbon copies of Cindy in their attitude. One was pregnant but she didn't want to know the gender yet. Dave was hoping for another girl to provide him with panties in a few years. Come to think of it, he hoped his other two sisters would get busy and start providing him with some material, too.

	Despite the early hour, Carly and Amber were up and sitting at the kitchen table. They barely acknowledged their uncle's arrival as their eyes were glued to a cartoon on the television as they messily guided spoonfuls of cold cereal more or less into their mouths. After Cindy and Bill left, Dave watched his little nieces as they sat. Their nighties had ridden up as they moved in their chairs and folded their legs. This gave him a nice side view of their smooth little thighs sculpted in tender, childish flesh.

	A short time later, Dave gazed in fascination as Carly began absent-mindedly stroking her crotch. It wasn't an explicitly sexual act, he realized. The girl was just rubbing a place that felt good - no different than an arm or a knee. But Dave fantasized about her masturbating.

	When the show was over, the girls were restless, eager to play. Dave emptied the soggy remnants from the bowls down the garbage disposal before regarding his young charges. To no surprise, each was wearing some of her cereal on the front of her nightie. They had no reservations about stripping them off for their uncle to put in the laundry and Dave spent the next hour contentedly watching the tykes scamper about in their panties.

	More than once, he got a good view of the top of Amber's bottom as her panties were a bit large on her tiny figure and tended to slip and reveal a bit of the crack and the rounded little curves of her cheeks. They were also loose in the front and Dave was treated to a few partial flashes of hairless cunny when Amber tugged on the garment in one way or another.

	Carly was outgrowing her Minnie Mouse briefs, giving Dave a finer appreciation for Minnie's yellow shoes as the cotton they were printed on repeatedly conformed to the small camel toe between the four year-old's legs before Carly would tug them down without thinking. Her backside had the same delightful problem, snuggling tightly on her little butt.

	Eventually, it was time for them to change into some regular clothes so he could take them outside. Both girls readily assumed that meant new underwear so their current pairs were soon lying discarded on the floor as the naked tots waited for their new clothes. The sight of them in the nude with their bald cunnies plump and inviting made Dave stiff. And he got harder as he pawed through the little panties in their dresser drawers, selecting a pair festooned with puppy dogs all over for Amber and Cinderella on the crotch for Carly.

	After shutting himself in the bathroom with the hamper, Dave rifled through the panties in his knapsack and tossed un-worn versions of the panties in the hamper. He sniffed each pair he had kept, his sense of smell refining itself as he detected a hint of girl smell on each one. It was hard to define, but it was detectable. He gave Carly's an extra-long inhalation at the crotch, hoping to catch something of her pussy, but if it was there he couldn't tell.

	Then he went through the hamper, substituting used for new panties. The only one he rejected was one of Amber's that looked like she had a small accident in the front. It wasn't much, but Dave had changed too many of Carly and Amber's diapers in the past to know that he wasn't turned on by that kind of thing. Some were, as he knew from some of the highly secure websites he chatted on, but he'd leave that to them.

	That night, he posted a photo of his new collection on one of the sites. He was quickly flooded with questions about the girls - ages, appearance, etc. - and how far he had gone with them. A half hour later, he received a private message in the chat room from Mike, a guy he worked with on some of the underground sites he had helped design.

	Mike: Nice undies. But seriously, dude, you've never diddled your nieces?

	Dave: Nope. Tempted. But no.

	Mike: What a waste! But on to business. Are you selling any of those?

	Dave paused, surprised it hadn't occurred to him. But there certainly had to be a market for this sort of thing. Leaning forward, he replied.

	Dave: I suppose I could. It's not like I don't know where to make secure transactions.

	Mike: Damn straight! Do I get a discount for giving you the idea?

	Dave: Sure. But how much do you think they'll go for?

	When he saw Mike's answer, Dave was stunned.

	Dave: Seriously?

	Mike: That's what I've seen them posted for and they don't stay up for sale very long. But you have to guarantee they were worn by a little girl. Best way is to have their pussies all hot and wet and rub the panties against them so you get the smell. Guys - and some girls too - will know the difference between a woman's smell and a girl's. Girls don't smell as strong.

	Dave: Get them wet? I've never done anything with the girls.

	Mike: Get your fingers limber, dude.

	The next few days were tough for Dave. His excitement over what he could do with Carly and Amber were tempered by feelings of guilt and the knowledge that he would be crossing a very big line. When he returned to Cindy's house later in the week to watch the girls, he was no less settled although he had decided to let matters run their own course.

	It was evening and the girls were once again in nightgowns and panties as they settled on the sofa watching some cartoon involving a princess and some odd-looking magical creatures. Like during breakfast from before, Carly set things in motion as she began to idly rub her crotch while watching the television. Dave let her do that for a while before asking her if it felt good.

	Carly's hand froze and she looked down in surprise. It was obvious that she hadn't been very aware of what she was doing but now she looked worried.

	"I'm sorry. Mommy said it's a bad thing to do. Don't tell?"

	The way Carly's pleading eyes ensnared Dave guaranteed that he wouldn't have told on her if she had just whacked a couple of mob guys and buried them in her mommy's flower garden. So a little touching was no problem.

	"Of course I won't tell," he promised. "And I also won't tell if you let me show how to touch yourself even better."

	"How do you touch my kitty even better?" Carly asked, perplexed.

	"Come onto my lap and I'll show you."

	As Carly climbed on top of him, Dave felt a little dizzy as he was confronted with his fantasies and nightmares at the same time. But the sensation passed and now he had a four year-old wriggling her spongy little ass cheeks against his hard-on as she willing spread her legs to present her panty-clad pussy to him.

	Her panties this evening weren't as tight as the ones from the previous Saturday. But that made it easier to Dave to massage the tiny mound inside. She was so small that two of his fingers covered her there. First, Dave simply glided his fingers over the picture of Snow White on Carly's panties. In a moment of humor, he wondered how many perverts had fantasized about groping Snow White from the Disney movie and now he was having is way with her.

	Then Ms. White was forgotten and Dave concentrated on the round little jewel whose contours he was discovering through the thin cotton. There was the curve of the side of her mons, the flesh plump as he pressed on it. Then he passed around to the front, feeling the tighter roll of her labia and then the indentation as he crossed to the other side.

	He proceeded on with two fingers, fondling and squeezing the preschooler's cunny on both sides. Then a third finger massaged its way up and down the small cleft. In response, Carly squirmed on his lap.

	"That's better touching," she murmured as she kept her legs open wide for her pedo uncle.

	Intrigued by what her big sister was having done to her, Amber slit off the couch and turned to look at Carly from the font. Deciding to copy the action, Amber pressed a hand against her panties and began rubbing. The toddler didn't have the skill of her uncle, but she happily rubbed herself. Like before, her panties were loose as the two year-old had plenty of growing to do until she could fill them out properly. This allowed her hand to slip into the floppy leg band.

	Amber was a bit surprised when her hand touched her bare twat. She made a funny noise and then contentedly touched herself there while watching as her four year-old sister had her little snatch manipulated. Then Amber switched hands as the one inside her panties had the thumb she preferred to suck. Dave's prick twitched against Carly's rump as he watched the tiny digit that had been rubbing Amber's cuntlet plop into the toddler's mouth. Amber stood there for a while, contentedly sucking her thumb and rubbing her pussy while watching Dave and Carly.

	But with the normal attention span of a two year-old, she lost interest and turned back to the TV, still sucking her thumb while her hand remained motionless inside her underwear. Carly, on the other hand (or on Dave's hand to be more exact), was focused solely on what her uncle was doing to her there, watching his fingers and wondering about the odd, bubbly feeling she was getting.

	She was constantly shifting in Dave's lap as he increased the speed and pressure a bit, not going too fast or getting too rough. His erection grew painfully hard when he felt the first bit of dampness seeping through the cloth. He had managed to make his four year-old niece wet!

	Carly felt it too and close her legs, suddenly worried.

	"I wet my panties!" she whispered. "I didn't know I peed."

	"You didn't, sweetheart. This is what big girls do when they get touched like this."

	"My kitty is like a big girl," she observed and promptly opened her legs again.

	Dave rubbed her a little longer before taking the next step. By now, the crotch of Carly's undies was soaked by the nectar from the child's first arousal.

	"Carly, did you see how Amber was touching herself inside her panties before?"

	"Yeah."

	"Would you like me to do that to you?"

	"Uh huh."

	Dave jerked the girl's panties down enough to uncover her twat. It was shiny from where her leaking juices had been smeared all over when Dave had been fondling her through her panties.
He continued as before, but was now able to explore her slit better. Tugging the smooth lips open, he caressed her pink interior, marveling at how tight her virgin entrance was. Easing a tip partway through the inner labia, he found her hymen. Although he knew that a push of a finger would get him further in, he wasn't ready to put her into that phase and was perfectly happy to touch her innocence and leave it intact.

	With her cunny heated and lubricated, Carly loved how she was being touched. When her uncle found the miniature nubbin of her clitoris shyly tucked in the top of her slit, he pinched and pressed it, making the preschooler groan in a remarkably sexy, sultry manner that was natural, not learned. His fondling intensified as Carly panted frantically. Suddenly, she stiffened in his lap, making a keening noise in her throat before she went limp.

	"My kitty danced," was all she could say afterward, describing her first orgasm.

	Dave pulled her panties back in place, tugging them against her mound so they would be well saturated. The wet fabric displayed the kiddy cunt in all its lewd, freshly climaxed deliciousness. Dave's mouth went dry as he gazed at the tiny mound, tempted once more to drive into it, feeling every delicate part of the four year-old's little channel while she squirmed around his finger. Or his cock. But he shook that thought from his head, unwilling to go that far and risk too much, not to mention hurting the child.

	"Kitty dance!" Amber stated, shaking Dave from his enticing and troubling reverie.

	The tot was on her knees next to him, rubbing her cunny vigorously. Easing Carly from his lap, he lifted his other niece into place. Amber's panties had yellow baby birds all over it and she quickly pushed them down enough to show her uncle her tiny mons. But Dave pulled them up, preferring to start by molesting her through her panties. Amber giggled and flung her legs apart, happy to be playing the same game her sister did and beginning to feel something new brewing between her legs.

	By the time Dave lowered her panties, the two year-old's bald quim was bathed in its own juices, ready for a man's molesting touch. She squirmed more than her sister had, feeling something hard beneath her bottom as she moved about. Although Amber didn't know what it was, her uncle seemed to like it when she moved over it. That was fun, but not as much as how her gooey young snatch was feeling.

	Dave loved how the toddler's pussy mound easily stretched open to accommodate his finger as he explored her genitals, testing the elasticity of her entrance and cherry. It felt like her inner lips were loosening as the child's twat responded to its stimulus and prepared to be used like a woman's hole. Again temptation flagged in Dave's mind, but he concentrated on only making her cum.

	Amber's breathing was ragged as Dave continued to finger her. Suddenly, she clutched his wrist with both tiny hands, grunting as she urgently hunched her bubbling baby twat against his fingers until she relaxed.

	"Did you cum?" Dave asked as he pulled her panties back in place to sop up her drippings.

	"Kitty dance," Amber stated, not understanding what he was asking, but answering him all the same.

	"Well now," Dave said. "I have two little girls who are past their bedtimes and who have wet panties."

	"Don't tell Mommy?" Carly pleaded as Amber nodded vigorously.

	"I won't," he replied solemnly. "Let's get you cleaned and into some clean panties. I'll take care of your wet ones."

	As he followed the girls upstairs, Dave sniffed his index finger and liked what he found. Then he licked it clean before changing the girls.

	"Uncle Dave?" Carly asked as he tucked her in bed. "Can you make my kitty dance more?"

	"Sure, I'll do that the next time I'm here."

	"Don't tell Mommy?"

	"And I won't tell your mother, either."

	Although Dave kept this first set for himself, subsequent babysitting visits found him with a package or two of panties for each girl to wear, each tiny piece of underwear getting pulled tight around a girl's body to snug up against her front and back and get a helping of little girl nectar from a hairless and oozing preschool pussy. He took pictures of the girls' panty-covered bottoms and twats, the latter showing a darker area where some cunny juice had leaked into the fabric.

	The demand was incredible and Dave enlisted Mike's help to begin planning the long term future of his burgeoning enterprise.

	
Five Years Later.

	"Unca Dave! I got peeties!"

	Just a month past her second birthday, Angie had graduated from pull-ups to panties - a new record in a group of cousins who had all potty-trained early. Dave congratulated his niece, mentally noting that even a little girl who couldn't properly pronounce the word 'panties' could still make them wet in just the right way. Angie was very proud as she held her skirt up so Uncle Dave could see her pretty pink panties.

	The last five years had been very good to Dave. Including Carly and Amber, his four sisters had produced a total of seven girls with an eighth on the way. By some weird twist of the odds, there were no boys among the broods and his sisters teased him that maybe it was only him that could produce some male offspring.

	Dave certainly seemed like a better prospect for marriage than he had five years ago. His online panty business had enabled him to quit his real job and move from an apartment to a house which he had a cleaning service manage the upkeep of. The only furniture to make the move from his apartment was a battered kitchen table which now resided in the basement for use in some of his special orders

	The sisters didn't know much about what he did - only some vague notion about internet-based marketing, blah, blah, blah. Their main focus was on their careers and those of their husbands. And most importantly, Dave was always willing to babysit.

	With just Carly and Amber at first, Dave had been busy enough. They loved how he made their "kitties dance" as well as the "panty shows" they would do, wearing ten or twenty pairs each while their kind uncle kept them hot and wet in their favorite place. And Uncle Dave never, ever, told their mommy what they were doing.

	After a few weeks, they had become curious about the funny hard thing they felt pressing against their rumps while Dave played with them. Finally, Dave decided to show them what a cock was and they literally shrieked with excitement and laughter when they saw this odd-looking appendage.

	This led to experiments in touching it and pulling on it. And Carly learned that the funny part on the end would just barely fit in her mouth as she sucked on it. Amber could get most of it in and both girls learned to suck the head while they massaged the shaft with their soft little hands until Dave ejaculated. Neither girl was wild about the texture and taste of the stuff until Dave convinced them it helped make their cunnies do what they did. After that, each tot insisted on getting a mouthful of semen each time their uncle came to visit.

	Despite being in the presence of two sexy little vixens, there were only so many times that Dave could cum in one session. Mike found a black-market concoction that helped. While it didn't make him cum twenty times a day as some claimed, he could get off a good five or six times during a day or evening with his nieces.

	This helped as Mike began taking custom requests. For these requests from vetted clients, the photos became videos. Sometimes, the girls were molested with their panties on and other times with them pulled down.

	Another favorite was seeing a man's hard cock rubbing the smooth little cunts to wetness. For a higher price, they got to see the cock paste the toddler's snatch with jism and then see their requested panties get pulled up to catch all of the goo from both partners. Some people really got off on a pair of child's underwear with little girl juice mixed with a man's cum.

	As Carly and Amber got a little older and could focus better, they began to fulfill requests from men and women for the girls to make each other cum before getting the juices absorbed into the undies. At first it was with fingers but they eventually learned how to use their lips and tongues to pleasure each other's hairless twats to climax. As younger cousins joined the company once they were out of diapers, they sometimes found one of their older cousins between their legs, munching on their creamy little cuntlets until they did the now-famous "kitty dance".

	Dave carefully fostered the attitude toward secrecy that had begun with Carly and Amber. Each child loved having her kitty dance and was so very glad that Uncle Dave never told their mommies.

	The only uneasy time Dave had experienced in this regard was when a school bus driver had been caught molesting some girls when Carly was six. Authorities had carefully interviewed the other children who had ridden the man's bus but Carly - who had not been touched by the bus driver - never gave a hint as to the things she did with her uncle.

	"The bus driver was a bad man who hurt little girls," she explained to Dave later. "But you don't hurt us. You make us have fun."

	Some videos that came with the panties included blow job scenes done while the girl was wearing the panties that were included in the order. Sometimes the panties were already wet while the girl masturbated with her hand inside or out, other times, they got soaked sometime later.

	Now Dave had a stable of girls ranging from Carly and Amber, now nine and seven, to four other girls between the ages of three and five and now little Angie at two. A woman had paid handsomely for the panties from the toddler's first ever orgasm. For this, she had requested a pair of white silk panties. Angie was laid on the floor with her panties in place while each of the other girls took turns fondling her through the silk while Dave recorded the action. Angie and wriggled and moaned as she came and when her panties were pulled down, a gooey mess on the silk and on Angie's pussy was revealed. Four year-old Erin, the woman's favorite panty girl, then licked her baby cousin clean before planting a kiss on the inside of the panties' soaking crotch.

	An hour later, Angie had her second cum on Dave's fingers and enjoyed another one the next day while he rubbed his prick against her chubby little mound. The little girl giggled as her uncle sprayed some funny white stuff onto her chest and tummy a short time later.

	And the other girls stayed busy as well producing juiced underwear and fulfilling custom orders. One day recently, Amber and three year-old Maya were supposed to do a mutual crotch grinding session to produce a set of two panties containing their mingled juices. Dave couldn't find them and enlisted Carly to help him track down the little fugitives.

	While he was in the basement, he could hear Carly faintly calling to him. She was all the way up on the second floor and was standing in the doorway to his bedroom when he saw her motioning to him. When he joined her, they saw Amber's naked bottom bobbing in the air as she thrust up and down on the bed. A pair of tiny feet, one protruding from under each side of the hunching seven year-old, told them where Maya was. Dave and Carly walked to the bed where a grinning Amber told them that she and Maya were practicing for their panty work.

	"Pactiss," Maya happily confirmed from beneath her cousin.

	When he lifted Amber off of Maya, both girls whined in protest. Their hairless cunnies were already quite juicy with thin strands of fluid hanging between their puffy mounds until Amber was far enough to make them break. Although there was plenty of stuff to enrich the panties they would put on, Dave still had to record them doing their lezzie rubbing and they were perfectly happy for more work.

	Dave had also noticed how Carly had fingered her quim while watching her sister and cousin. The nine year-old absolutely loved sex although she was still a virgin below the waist just like the others. Sooner or later, Dave knew he would change her status.

	Heather, another four year-old, had a cute bubble-butt and on more than one occasion had been face-down on the old kitchen table cooing and whining as her pussy was pressed against the edge while her uncle was dry humping his cock along the crack between ass cheeks. When Dave came, he usually aimed his dick so he would cover the child's rump and crack. Several ass fans wanted a little girl's underwear that had dried semen from a creamed little bottom.

	Today, the table was being used for Erin who was lying on her back with arms and legs spread and chained. Dave had turned down multiple offers of serious hardcore stuff but would do video of a girl being molested or dry-humped while manacled to the table in a parody of bondage. The girls knew it as a game since they were never hurt and always got a good rubbing in one of their favorite spots. And the customer got a video of a little girl moaning and writhing in her bonds as she was molested along with the undies he had requested.

	Erin was wearing only a tiny, black leather thong that didn't quite completely cover her puffy little snatch. Her delicate face and titless chest were bathed in sweat after a half hour of her uncle rubbing and grinding his cock between her soft young thighs. Having cum once, she was on the verge of a second climax. The little girl produced a remarkable amount of juice when she came and that was now oozing from beneath the leather and coating the rest of her bald mons and her inner thighs. Her tiny pussy made all kinds of amusing gurgles as it was rubbed.

	Now Dave added his fluid, whitewashing the little girl's torso. Once her wrists were unchained, Erin used her fingers to wipe up the stuff and licked them clean before the video ended.

	"Nice work," Dave remarked as he watched the forage on the view screen of a second camera that Carly had used. Before, there had only been one or two tripod-mounted cameras. But lately Carly had been using one herself when she wasn't part of the on-screen action.

	"Thanks," the girl said brightly.

	"I think we can call it a day," Dave announced. "We're caught up on our orders.

	"Wait!" Carly cried, then looking uncertain when Dave turned to look at her.

	"Um, could we do one more...you and me...on the table?"

	"Gee, we don't have an order for that," Dave teased, knowing how much Carly liked to get dry-humped by his cock.

	"Please? We can have an extra in stock."

	Dave appreciated his niece's inventiveness.

	"Okay, but give me a little time to recover first."

	By the time Dave was ready, Carly had selected a pair of white panties with light blue polka dots. Her sleek young body was spread on the table with her dangling legs open wide with invitation. Once the cameras were on, Dave wasted little time in manhandling the preteen's twat through her panties. It wasn't long before Carly had wet them thoroughly and Dave tugged them down top her knees.

	Having a very limber body, Carly slid one leg out and left the underwear rolled just above one knee. She undulated on the table, offering her glistening, hairless cunt to her uncle's hard cock. Dave slid his length along the oozing cleft of her pussy, feeling the small clit harden and press against his member as he moved back and forth.

	Having fondled herself while watching all of the day's action had put Carly close to the brink and she came readily, trying to lift her hips to press harder against her uncle's prick during her climax. The girl's moving crotch shifted just at the end of Dave's back stroke and when he moved forward, his head dug into Carly's soft pussy.

	"Oh!" she exclaimed as his penis was where his fingers had only been before.

	Uncle and niece paused to look where most of the glans had disappeared between the girl's fleshy labia. Then Dave looked at her as a roaring filled his ears.

	"I've got to do this," he croaked. "I've got to have you now. I've wanted this for so long."

	Carly had seen enough porn, courtesy of her uncle, to know what he was talking about. She was scared but nodded meekly. Her uncle had never harmed her before but she never thought this would happen to her while she was this young. Then she felt the pressure at her entrance and grunted as she was stretched. She was still stretching and then there was something else being tested. That barrier of thin flesh that meant she hadn't had a man there...until now.

	Dave moved harder than he meant to, but years of agonizing desire demanded that he feel the inside of his little niece. He felt the membrane break around his cock but stopped when Carly cried.

	"No! It hurts, it hurts!" the youngster sobbed as she tensed.

	"Shh...it's okay. Just let it pass and it will be alright," Dave soothed.

	Carly nodded and sniffled for another minute. Dave caught her eyes, reading the fright and trust there and nodded. She relaxed partially, but was biting her lower lip as he eased forward.

	She was tight, so incredibly tight in her overheated cunny, the slick walls of her sex expanding to take him. Carly's breathing was quick and shallow as he entered her small body and she felt his thickness pressing against her on the inside and making her a woman in there. Dave stopped and moved partway out before pushing in again. He did this in rocking motions, gradually penetrating the preteen's virgin chamber a little more with every stroke.

	Finally, he reached her cervix. Now every stroke was long and deliberate as he relished the snug but pliable channel of Carly's preteen quim, filling it completely. There was a small amount of blood pooling where his shaft slid in and out between the lips of her smooth mound, but Carly's discomfort was gone.

	Eventually, Dave noticed a subtle rocking of Carly's hips as she responded to the premature copulation. He sped his movements, thrusting harder into the nine year-old's pussy as she made animal-like noises while a new climax was brewing. Carly's twat gripped him as he battered it with his prick, pulsing and adding a constant flow of lubrication. Dave slid his hands from her waist up to her rib cage, a nearly flat transition with Carly's undeveloped figure. Using his thumbs, he rubbed at her already stiff little nipples, making his niece groan and move her hips more frantically.

	She came hard, making a brief choking sound and then nothing more as her back arched and her small pelvis rocked. The movement twisted her cunt on his dick as if trying to wring it out. And Dave's aching balls responded, almost hurting as they released yet another load of jism for the day. Carly's eye's widened but she still could not make a sound as she felt the pumping inside as her uncle inseminated her.

	Dave stood up straight, but waited a few more minutes before withdrawing from the warm bath of Carly's pussy. Immediately, she started to drain mixture of her nectar and his semen along with traces of her virgin blood. Lost in the moment, it took Dave another minute to remember Carly's panties. Taking her by the ankle, he guided her foot into the empty leg hole of the panties. Then Carly reached down and pulled them up snugly against her crotch, rubbing there until her prepubescent mound was showing through the material soaked with the lewd mixture still oozing from her.

	An hour later, Dave was at his computer when Carly emerged from her bath. The little girl had not bothered to dress and her smooth cunny looked just as it had before she had been deflowered. Settling in Dave's lap, she saw the photo of her gooey panties posted on the screen. The caption read "Last panties worn by a nine year-old during her last virgin orgasm. And then worn right after getting her cherry popped and cumming again. Video proof provided. Auction starts at 7 pm CST by private message only."

	Carly stared, idling fingering herself. Dave reached around and gently pushed on her hand, making a finger go inside. Then he took another of her fingers and had it join the first. Carly gasped once and then realized what she could do now. She leaned back against Dave and languidly fingered herself deeply, making humming noises now and then as she discovered the right touch. It didn't take long for the girl's fingers to gleam wetly as she dug into her hairless snatch.

	On the computer, a window popped up telling Dave he had a response to the posting. Then the counter on the window showed multiple responses. Checking his private message box, he and his niece read each one with satisfaction which escalated to amazement as the bidding intensified.

	


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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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