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Due to the inherent abhorrent nature of the story as it relates to our societies view of "normal," readers are forewarned that some (but not all) chapters in this series contain elements of voyeurism, anal, oral, coercion, bondage, multiple partner, and an underlying incestuous plot.
Chapter 1 - Uncle Joe's Obsessive Lust
Joe stood at the foot of the bed watching as she slept peacefully, dreaming the wondrous dreams of young woman her age, completely unaware of his presence. Slipping his hand inside his robe, he felt his cock stiffen as he stared at her young, supple body twist under the sheet in search of a comfortable position.
In his mind, she was putting on a show, just for him, he willed her to roll onto her back so that he could get a better look at her small firm breasts. Lady luck played in his favor once again as she did just that, stretching seductively beneath the sheet still unaware that he hovered just inches away from her. Oh, what he wouldn't do to just touch that sweet little pussy, just once, he thought to himself as he stroked his hard dick.
Tiptoeing to the side of the bed, he stopped and held his breath, Cora reached for a stuffed bear and hugged it tightly to her chest. The light filtering through the window cast a hazy glow across the tops of her creamy white breasts as they rose and fell with each breath. He felt his balls tighten, as he furiously fisted himself inside his robe, thinking how good it would feel to rub his cock against her hard pink nipples.
Moving closer, he hovered above her body. He lifted a handful of her soft auburn hair and gently caressed the silken strands between his fingers while opening robe to release his cock to the cool night air. He barely contained a groan when he rubbed a handful of her wavy locks against his hard cock. He wanted to cum on her, better yet, he wanted to cum in her, he thought, stroking his dick with her hair. He was obsessed with thoughts of cumming in her pussy, in her ass and in her mouth ever since the day she came to live with him after his sister disappearance.
His thoughts drifted to the curious way in which his sister had gone missing, and he had to smile to himself. Everyone assumed she couldn't handle the pressure of raising a teenage child alone and ran off to start a new life, but he knew better. "Ah, sweet Cora, so much like your mother, . . ." his hushed whisper trailed off.
He had to find a way to fuck his niece, and he had to do it soon he thought to himself, hovering one calloused hand just millimeters above her naked breast. He wanted to touch her rosy pink nipple and squeeze her milky white flesh into his palm until she squealed out loud. He could feel the heat rising from her body and his hand was drawn down closer, needing to feel her.
Almost as if she sensed his hand, she rolled over onto her stomach. Her shapely legs sprawled across the bed invitingly and were covered only by a thin cotton sheet. Joe held his breath, he quickly moved his hand, waiting for her to fall back into a deep sleep. After a few moments he, ever so gently, lifted the sheet and slowly tugged it down to her ankles, uncovering her delectable body. His cock jutted out of his robe, twitching with anticipation as he gazed at her supple panty clad ass. Her plump round cheeks were exposed and her center was barely covered by a small triangle of white cotton wedged tightly between them. He wondered what it would feel like to ram his cock into her tight ass hole while she begged him to stop. He could hear her whimpers in his head, "Oh no! Please not there!" She would cry, and a smile crept across his face, he almost shot his load, just from the thought of her bucking wildly, desperately trying to un-lodge his thick cock from her little ass as he savagely rammed it into her again and again.
He carefully bent over, lowering his head between her legs to take in the scent of her sweet untouched pussy. Smiling to himself, he considered the possibility of taking her right then and there. He inhaled deeply, smelling her lightly musk scented cunt and almost became lost in the moment. It's been so long since he'd fucked one like her, too long, he thought to himself as he continued to stroke his cock and breath in her intoxicating aroma.
He stood up and wondered why she slept in that lacy little get-up, she called it a baby doll outfit or something, but, she must know what an outfit like that can do to a man, she must want me to fuck her. There could be no other reason, he rationalized to himself. "Ah, my own fuck toy living just down the hall." He whispered out loud in the dimly lit room.
His voice must have disturbed her, because she rolled onto her back again, but she didn't wake up. Her legs were spread open ever so slightly, and through the leg opening of her short jammie bottoms, he could make out a small patch of shiny red hair covering her the top of her pussy. Looking deeper between her legs, the shadows hid the object of his desire. Always prepared, he carefully pulled a small flashlight from the pocket in his robe. Pushing the button, he aimed the thin beam of light between her legs, carefully lifting the thin material, he moved it aside, gaining a perfect view of her little pussy.
Fear kept him from diving into her cunt as his cock twitched with desire. He stroked himself several times as he stood frozen staring at her puffy bald cunt lips that protruded ever so slightly from between her legs. She'd shaved recently, or maybe that's just the way she looks naturally, he wondered. Regardless, in his mind, he was convinced that she did it to tease him. Her milky white flesh beckoned him to touch it as he fisted his cock with one hand and held the light on his target with the other.
Looking up he saw that her small hand covered her firm little globe, hiding one pink nipple from his view, as the other peaked out from beneath her lacy pajama top. His twisted mind convinced him that she touched herself for him. She wants me to watch her touch herself! He thought in wicked amazement.
Before he knew it he was standing over her again, stroking his cock harder and faster as he held the flashlight just inches away from her hot pussy. He knew he couldn't cum on her body, she'd feel it and wake up. He moved to her head and wrapped a handful of her soft red hair around his cock again, slowly stroking himself with her silken strands. The feeling was exquisitely sensual. The softness of her hair enveloped him as he pumped his cock several more times before his body went rigid. He was wracked with spasms as he grunted quietly shooting streams of hot cum in her shiny auburn hair.
When he finished he leaned over her sleeping form and quietly whispered, "Next time, my little toy, I'm going to bury my cock in your sweet little pussy." He turned and left the room, quietly closing the door behind himself.
When she heard the door close she sat up in bed. Cora couldn't believe what just happened. Her uncle had just jacked off in her hair. She'd heard that men did that, but why would he do it in her hair, she wondered to herself. Still stunned by the act, she lay there frozen. She could still feel the heat of his body and the smell of his cheap aftershave even after he left the room. Her mind was a jumble of thoughts, she heard, and felt him sniffing at her pussy like an animal. She waited, hoping it was all a bad dream, but the cum in her hair was enough to convince her that this was no dream, and, he said he'd be back, she shuddered from the thought.
Fear and repulsion overwhelmed her senses as she quietly slipped into her robe and tiptoed down the hall to the bathroom. She locked the door and moved the hamper in front of it as a precautionary measure. She had nobody to go to, no one to tell, she'd never felt more alone in her life.
Her stomach churned in disgust as she cleaned his sticky cum from her long locks. Touching his cum was enough to make her want to throw up. "The sick bastard!" She whispered quietly to herself as she scrubbed her body with a loofa desperately trying to scour away the feelings, as if she could wash them down the drain with his cum.
Back in her room after her shower her mind was a jumble of thoughts again. The most important one being, how to get away from Joe before he raped her. She knew that she would not get back to sleep that night, deciding instead to stay up and form a plan, before it was too late. She had to find a job where she could make enough money to support herself, but her only skill was dancing. Living in Las Vegas had it's advantages, she thought to herself. It would be easy enough to disappear and re-invent herself as someone else.
Two days later, Cora's stomach was in knots again. Yesterday, she applied for, and got a job as an exotic dancer on the other side of town, the old strip is what it was called, but that's just a nice name for the seedier part of Vegas. She'd never danced in front of so many people, much less danced nude. She knew she had a nice body and was proud of her good looks. She also knew that it was an easy way for her to make fast money. She would be good at it, if she could manage to work up the courage to go through with it, she thought to herself.
Her mother would turn over in her grave is she knew that Cora was using her years of tap dancing and gymnastics as an exotic dancer, but she had no choice. She went over it again and again in her mind. She could think of no other alternative. She had to get out of that house and she had to have a good paying job, she thought to herself as she quietly packed her bags that evening.
Sitting at her desk to write a note to her Uncle, she mulled over the words she should use. She didn't want him looking for her, so she had to make it sound good.
