BIG MIKE'S DREAM COMES TRUE Ch. 2
Here's another one for you, Big Mike, though I hope everyone finds something in it to enjoy.
Everyone in this story is over the age of eighteen and more than happy with everything that's going on.
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Although the TV was blaring away, I wasn't really paying attention to whatever crap was on. I'd watched the news that was nothing but one depressing story after another. And I really didn't give a shit if some overly excited contestant, jumping up and down like they were going to pee their pants, won a car on a gameshow or not.
On my back on the couch, I was too busy keeping an eye on the door hoping my niece Tammy would be coming back. Especially after all the kinky fun we'd shared last night.
Ever since, every last thing she did to me, kept re-playing in my head. The way she'd sucked me off. Then slid that sweet little pussy over me and rode me till I'd come hard enough to nearly black out. Fuck, that was hot. Insanely hot. Then just to top it off, she gave me a sweet little tit-fuck that sent a river of cum shooting straight up to my chin. That luckily for me, she'd been more than happy to lick off.
She'd mentioned as she was leaving that her mother -- my sister -- would be working nights for a few weeks, so she'd be coming to take care of me for a while. Now I could hardly wait to see what else she had up her sleeve.
Luckily, I didn't have to wait long to find out.
I looked up, and Tammy was walking in the door smiling, and carrying in a bag of fast food.
After she'd plopped it on the coffee table, she tipped her head. "How you feeling tonight, Uncle Mike?"
I nodded, eyeing her, with my pulse picking up. "Good. I'm feeling pretty good."
She smirked, letting her gaze land on my dick that was already lurching under the blanket. I'd decided not to wear any clothes today, not even my boxers, just in case she wanted to get busy with me again.
And I got a feeling my dick knew that she was back, because I could feel the little bastard twitching, and just itching for some more action.
"I know my mom's always nagging you to eat right. But I figured you might enjoy a burger, some fries and a milkshake, for a change."
I flashed her a grateful smile, touched that she'd think of getting me something she knew I'd enjoy -- aside from the hot sex. "Thanks. My wallet's on the kitchen counter, if you want to take out what I owe for this."
She shook her head, dropped down to the floor by the coffee table and handed me one of the bags. "It's okay. You've treated me often enough, so this is on me."
I liked that she remembered that I enjoyed a strawberry milkshake with a burger. And extra cheese, too I noticed, when I lifted the bun to take a peek. "Thanks," I said before I dug in.
It was good, too. Nice and juicy, and the milkshake was creamy and cold and went down nice with the burger.
"So..." I wiped at my mouth with a napkin. "How are things going in college?"
She shrugged. "Pretty good. I'm top of my class right now, so I'm hoping it'll help me get a job once I graduate."
Tammy had always been good in school. But art was her real passion, from the time she could hold a crayon. I still had a ton of pictures she'd drawn for me as a kid stored in a box somewhere.
"You're in graphic design, right?"
She nodded and said, "Yep," as she dragged a few fries through the ketchup she'd squirted on the paper beside her burger, before she popped them in her mouth.
She looked pretty artsy too, in her short black dress, fishnet stockings and red heels with her long purple and hot pink hair cascading down her back in waves.
"So, did the visiting nurse come and see you today?"
"No, not today," I said, reaching for my shake. "I won't see her again till day after tomorrow."
She nodded and started to smile, a sly little smile that had me wondering where her mind was wandering now. "Then, once you're done with your dinner, I think your
daughter
better give you a sponge bath."
I could feel my eyes flare and I nearly choked on my last bite of burger. Fuck, it sounded like our Daddy/daughter fun was back on. And she wanted to give me a bath. I could already imagine her running those delicate little hands all over me.
I looked down and could actually see my cock starting to twitch even harder under the blanket, as I wondered what kind of erotic fantasy she was going to play out with me tonight.