Ray And Shelly And Sarah Ch 02 1

Author Note: I published this under 'Lustydays' a few years ago. Grammarly is better now at cleaning up my mistakes so I'm sending it again with some other changes.

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I woke up twice in the night with Ray's warm body spooned around me. Our naked bodies felt so cozy and intimate, and I savored the blissful sensation because I rarely experienced it.

I didn't allow guys to sleep at my place if Sarah was there, even if she'd gone to bed because I remember finding strange men eating at the breakfast table with Mom when I woke up. I vowed not to do that with Sarah.

The third time I woke up, there was a delightful warmth between my legs. Someone was kissing my pussy. Yay! Ray remembered what I mentioned the night before. I was very pleased. Good lovers talk and good lovers listen. Ray had listened!

I spread my legs wider to accommodate him.

He grinned and began to lick my pussy which made it feel even warmer. Yummy!

Then a long finger tentatively entered me. My pussy was already slick with arousal, and the finger slid in effortlessly. The finger became less tentative, and soon it felt like a small cock was fucking me.

The pleasure increased as a second finger penetrated me. The small cock had become a bigger cock. My pussy was getting steamy hot.

Would Ray remember I liked an anal reaming?

My arousal cream slithered down my ass crack. Then Ray's finger started to rub the cream into my butthole, softly at first but then firmer. My asshole loved being penetrated but not with big things, just little things like a finger. My sphincter muscle relaxed and I groaned in pleasure as Ray's finger popped in. Mmmm!

Sexual energy surged from my clit and vagina and butthole. Triple yummy!

The inside of my butt started to feel hot as Ray fingered my ass faster and faster. My clit was throbbing from his tongue and my vagina throbbed from his long fingers. Waves of pleasure merged from my clit and ass and vagina until my groin was on fire. Mmmm! Mmmm! Mmmm! Finger fucking good! I pinched my engorged nipples as Ray devoured my pussy.

The pleasure in my groin became explosive and I thrust my pussy into Ray's face and pulled his head tight. Then I blew!

Ray grinned at me with a gooey face and fingers after I came.

What a fantastic way to start the day. What a great little brother I had!

I grabbed his big dick and fed it into my 'big sister' pussy. It was only fair. Big sisters had to take care of their little brothers.

Ray started to fuck me in long strokes until I came again. Sigh! Bliss! Love!

Then I remembered we needed to get home. Bummer! Someone small needed to be picked up, and Ray and I needed to talk. I definitely wanted more of what I just had, but it had to be done discreetly so Sarah didn't find out. I loved her dearly but didn't trust her with this.

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Mommy and Uncle Ray looked very happy when they got home which pleased me. And they gave me a big family hug which pleased me. I liked it when Mommy and Uncle Ray were together and still hoped Uncle Ray would become my dad. I didn't care that he was Mommy's brother.

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Mommy said I had 'Hound Dog' blood in me because I can smell things she can't.

I can smell the hot smell of her curling iron when she forgets to turn it off, and I can smell it when mommy burns food on the stove from my room.

I can smell marywanna (Sorry. I don't know how to spell it) on people the minute I see them. Some of mommy's haircut people smell like it.

One day our trailer started to smell bad, and mommy had someone coming for a haircut and wanted to fix the smell, but she couldn't find it. I walked around sniffing. The smell got stronger and stronger until I reached our dehumidifier. Mommy looked inside the tank and jumped back. A mouse had fallen in and drowned and was getting stinky. Mommy doesn't like mice and made Uncle Ray remove the dead mouse. Then the trailer didn't smell anymore.

I can smell things mommy can't, including the difference between mommy's perfume and Uncle Ray's cologne even when they put tiny, tiny drops on. I have a good sniffer!

When Mommy and Uncle Ray picked me up after they returned I could smell Mommy on Uncle Ray and Uncle Ray on Mommy. They said it was because they were dancing together, which made sense to me.

Mommy cuts the hair of an old lady who smells funny in a bad way. Mommy said it's because the lady doesn't bathe much and covers the bad smell with perfume. I don't like her smell. After a few minutes, it starts to make me feel ill. I don't know how mommy stands it.

I go to Uncle Ray's when the lady comes so I don't have to smell her.

I wanted to nap in my room at Uncle Ray's, but he said my bed was covered in stuff and asked me to sleep on his bed.

Uncle Ray's bed is always messy, but I don't mind. My bed is messy, too.

I put my head down on Uncle Ray's pillow and smelled 'him' right away. I like his smell.

Then I smelt another smell. Hmmm. I sniffed a few times deeply.

Sniff! Sniff! Sniff!

Then I knew. It was Mommy's smell!

Hmmm. I wonder why Mommy's smell was on Uncle Ray's pillow?

Then I started sniffing different spots on the bed.

Sniff! Sniff! Sniff!

Mommy's smell was all over Uncle Ray's bed. I was curious but really tired from playing with Suzy and Heather and needed to nap.

I would think about it later.

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Mommy has been in a really good mood for weeks, like when she's going out with a new guy she likes, but there is no new guy, just Uncle Ray. She's happy and smiling and didn't even get upset when I accidentally broke her favorite vase.

I didn't know what was making her so happy, but I was pleased she was happy and pleased I didn't get in trouble for breaking her vase.

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I loved having Ray's big fat prick inside me. And I loved it when he fingered my butt and pussy and licked my clit.

I could walk to his place in five minutes between haircuts and have great sex. I had my own personal stud.

I couldn't stop thinking about when we slept together at the hotel. It was so romantic and sexy. It would be nice if we could sleep together every night. Unfortunately, we can only do it when Sarah is at school.

Oh, well. I'd just finished a cut and didn't have another one for an hour. I was on my way to Ray's to get my pussy reamed by his beautiful cock!

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KNOCK! KNOCK!

"Uncle Ray? Are you in there?"

Sarah was knocking on the trailer door. "Give me a second, Sarah!"

Shit! I was naked and had been stroking my pud for about fifteen minutes to the image of Shelly's obscenely hot body in her black string bikini and was right on the edge of coming.

I quickly donned my track pants and shirt and unlocked and opened the bedroom door. Thank God I'd locked my door and trained Sarah to knock before entering.

There was an incident a month ago where I was on a Zoom call with a wealthy but grumpy client who hated kids, and he wasn't impressed when Sarah snuck in and tried to scare me. After that, I asked her to knock, and if I didn't answer, she wasn't to enter. I also started locking my door in case she barged in. Good thing!

"Hi, honey. What's up?"

Sarah sat on my bed and looked around, then noticed my underwear on the floor. She frowned. "Mommy doesn't like it when I leave dirty clothes on the floor."

Damn! I was in such a hurry, I forgot my underwear.

I picked it up and put it in my dirty clothes hamper, and Sarah smiled in satisfaction.

Then she looked at my dresser, and I saw her eyes staring at my lube. Damn! I always applied lube to my dick whenever I settled in for a prolonged stroke job.

She picked up the lube. "What's this, Uncle Ray?"

"It's lube, sweety."

"What's lube?"

I squeezed a drop on her finger. "Feel how slippery it is."

She rubbed her fingers together and grinned. "It's super slippery! What's it for?"

"My skin was getting dry, so I put some on."

I could see her five-year-old brain thinking, but my answer seemed to satisfy her curiosity.

Then she looked at the bed and saw Shelly's picture I'd been whacking off to. Damn.

"Why is Mommy's picture on the bed?"

She was sharp as a tack and noticed everything!

"Ummm, it was dusty, so I was on the bed cleaning it. That's what the tissue box is for."

The tissue box was to mop up my jizz after I came, but I couldn't tell Sarah that.

Sarah nodded her head, and her questions finally ended. Thank God! We went into the living room.

"What's up?"

"Mommy's tired, so I came to visit you."

"Oh? Why is your mom tired?"

"She had a customer early in the morning, and her last haircut finished at seven. She said she was tired, and her feet hurt from standing all day. And Mildrid Tooley got a perm today, and mommy doesn't like Mildrid. Mommy is hungry but said she was too tired to make anything. She said she was going to have a nap. Sometimes she doesn't wake up from her naps for hours, and then she can't sleep at night. She doesn't like that."

Hmmm! I smiled. "I think we should help your mom before she falls asleep for too long. What do you think? I just finished eating, and there's lots of food left. Let's feed your mom. Have you eaten?"

"Yes, I ate at Monica's house. Her mom invited me for supper, and mommy said it was okay."

I smiled. "Go grab the lube, will you? We can give your mom a foot massage and help her sore feet."

Sarah smiled. "Okay!"

Sarah and I quietly entered Shelly's place. She was snoozing on the couch. I microwaved the food to reheat it and told Sarah to pour a glass of wine from a bottle I brought. Then I tickled Shelly's feet until she mumbled grumpily.

"Sarah, stop. I'm trying to nap."

I kept tickling.

"Sarah!"

I kept tickling until Shelly's eyes opened with a look of irritation until she saw me.

"Oh. Sorry, Ray. I thought it was Sarah. I had a long day."

I smiled. "I know. Sarah told me."

Shelly sat up, and Sarah placed the food on her lap.

"What this?"

"I told Uncle Ray you were hungry but were too tired to make anything. He said he had leftovers. And I pored you a glass of his wine."

Shelly smiled. "Well, thank you, sweety. That's very nice of you and your uncle. The food smells delicious, and a glass of wine will hit the spot nicely."

Sarah smiled at the praise. "I also told Uncle Ray about your sore feet."

"Oh?"

"Yes. He said we could give you a foot rub."

"Did he?"

"Yes. We even brought his lube. It's very slippery, mommy. Uncle Ray let me try it. He was using it to help with his dry skin."

Shelly frowned at the mention of lube. She knew Ray used it to masturbate his big schlong. Sarah noticed her frown.

"Don't worry, mommy. I didn't take it. Uncle Ray was in his room with the door locked, and I knocked like I was supposed to. Then I saw it on his dresser, and he let me try it out."

Whew! Thank God Ray locked his door, and Sarah knocked. She shook her head at Ray. "Dry skin again? That seems to happen a lot!" she said sarcastically.

Ray smiled and didn't seem the least bit embarrassed. Her brother seemed to have an insatiable sex drive.

"Sarah told me you have sore feet. Would you like a foot massage? I can do one foot and Sarah the other."

Her feet were sore. A foot rub sounded wonderful. "You're going to help, sweety?"

Sarah smiled. "Yes!"

"Good. My feet are quite sore. If you could help it would be great."

"You keep eating, and we'll do your feet. Hold your feet out so I can squirt the lube."

"Okay, but don't get any on the couch."

"I'll be careful."

Sarah doused my feet in lube. There was way more than needed, but she seemed excited, and I didn't want to burst her bubble. She sat on the couch and rubbed my foot.

"Does that feel good, mommy?"

I could barely feel the pressure from her tiny fingers, but I felt her excitement and responded appropriately. "It feels great, honey!"

Then Ray started to rub my other foot, and his strong fingers felt delicious as he kneaded my aching muscles.

He grinned at me. "Does that feel good, mommy?"

I grinned back. "It feels great. You and Sarah are doing great work."

Sarah smiled in pride.

Ray started rubbing the lube between my toes and massaging each one, grinning at me with a naughty expression.

"How's the food, sis?"

I winked at him. "It's tasty. And I love your hands on my feet. Maybe we can do this again." I grinned. "Maybe you can lube me all over."

Ray grinned back. "I'd love to. Just let me know the next time you ache, and I'll be happy to lube you."

"Does my rubbing still feel good, mommy? I love how my fingers are so slippery."

"It feels great, honey!"

"Well, you finished your food and wine, sis. Are your feet okay now?"

I smiled at Ray. "Yes, thank you. Your attention to my bodily needs will not be forgotten."

"I'm looking forward to it. Bye, Sarah."

"Bye, Uncle Ray."

"Mommy, can I squirt some more lube on your foot and do it between your toes like Uncle Ray did?"

"Sure, sweety. Did Uncle Ray leave his wine bottle?"

"Yup."

"Can you top my glass up first?"

"Sure."

Sarah filled my glass, and I leaned back contently. My tummy was sated, I had a slight buzz, and Sarah's fingers felt nice between my toes.

I fantasized about Ray greasing my whole body with oil and rubbing me all over, and then I'd do him, and then we'd slide our slippery hot bodies together until his big dick slid into my slippery cunt. It was a pleasant thought, and I couldn't wait until my next fuck session with Ray. In the meantime, Sarah was doing a great job on my toes.

"Can you rub the sole of my foot and push a bit harder, sweetie? You're doing so good!"

Sarah grinned in pride.

Maybe Sarah could give me foot massages in the future, and Ray could do my boobs and ass and pussy!

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I thought I knew everything about Sarah. After all, I'd been with her since she was born. But I was wrong.

Rhonda (Shelly's friend) and Shelly liked to go out on a girl's night once a month.

Sarah liked it because she got to sleep at my place. To her, it was like a mini-vacation. She got to visit a different place and sleep in a different bed. Plus, she liked spending time with me.

Also, she liked that I spoiled her with popcorn, pop, and ice cream and had Netflix. So we ate junk food and watched kid's movies.

Plus, I had a big-screen TV, whereas Shelly hardly watched TV and still had mom's old TV. Sarah loved watching shows on my big screen.

Sarah would change into her pajamas, and then we would start the show. I sat on the couch with a pillow on my lap, and Sarah lay her head on the pillow.

Half the time, she fell asleep before the movie ended, and I carried her to bed.

That happened tonight, and then I read a bit in my room and dozed off.

A booming crack of thunder shook the trailer in the middle of the night. It was so loud it woke me up.

The booms kept coming.

A few minutes later, my door creaked open, and I heard the patter of tiny footsteps. Then Sarah was standing beside me, shaking in fear.

"Uncle Ray! I don't like thunder! It's scary! The whole place is shaking! Mommy lets me sleep with her when it thunders! Can I sleep with you?"

I didn't know Sarah was afraid of thunder. Who knew? Thank God I didn't sleep in the nude when she slept over.

I lifted the covers, and she jumped in and snuggled into me, and then I wrapped my arms around her.

She flinched whenever the thunder boomed and snuggled tighter. Eventually, the thunder petered out, and I felt Sarah's little body relax and drift off.

Sarah also liked sleeping at my place because I drove her to school in the morning, so she didn't have to take the bus. She could sleep in some because she didn't need to be at the bus stop at seven. It was only a fifteen-minute car ride, so we didn't need to leave my place until quarter to eight.

After I dropped her off, I popped by Shelly's place.

"Hi, There! How was your night with Rhonda?"

"It was good! There was a good band, and we danced a lot."

I smiled. "Any guys hit on you?"

She laughed. "A few. I danced with some of them but kept their hands off my ass. Rhonda took someone's number."

"Good."

"Did you and Sarah have a good time?"

"Yes, until the thunder started. She showed up in my room shaking like a leaf. I didn't know she was afraid of thunder."

Shelly smiled. "Oh, ya. She doesn't like it all and jumps into bed with me."

Shelly grinned. "Well, now you know another thing about Sarah, Daddy!"

I liked the sound of that.

"Anything else?" She asked.

"Yes. I asked Sarah what she wanted for her birthday, and she said a cell phone."

Shelly's smile instantly became a frown, and she sighed.

"What did you say?"

"I said I didn't see why not. All the people's kids at the investment firm had phones if they needed to call their parents, or the parents call them."

Shelly rolled her eyes in irritation and sighed again.

"What?"

"She's been bugging me to get her a cell phone since school started because some of her friends have cell phones, and I repeatedly told her no. She's just turning six. She doesn't need one. You and I never had one, and we survived."

"Well, things are different now, sis. Everyone has a cell phone."

"No, they don't. Do you think many parents in this trailer park can afford to give their kids cell phones and pay for data plans? Not likely."

"True, but some kids at her school have cell phones."

"I don't care, Ray. She doesn't need one, and who's going to pay for it? I can't afford an expensive cell phone for her, and last time I checked, she didn't have a job."

"I could buy it for her."

"No! She asked me already, and I told her no, and then she went behind my back and asked you. I don't want her playing us off against each other. She needs to realize that if I say no, it's not okay to ask you."

"I agree, but it would be handy for her to have a phone."

"Why?"

"Well, so we can be in touch if something happens. What if there is a problem?"

"We didn't have a phone in grade one. We survived. There aren't any more problems today than when we grew up. You only hear about more problems on TV and the internet. If something happens at school, there are lots of people with phones. Nothing will happen on the bus, and she doesn't need a phone to contact us in the trailer park. She doesn't need a phone, Ray. And it's not just the phone. Who's going to pay for the monthly plan? I'm giving her a talking-to when she gets home!"

That was my cue to exit. Shelly was all worked up, so I didn't push any further, but I had some ideas to bring up later.

I took a break from work at lunch and walked down to Shelly's trailer. She didn't have any customers, so I walked up behind her and gave her a long hug.

Shelly smiled. "Hmmm! I like the feel of that! To what do I owe the pleasure of your body?"

"I had some ideas on what we talked about this morning."

Shelly's smile disappeared. "Oh! And here I thought to came to see me."

"I did, but I also have some ideas about 'our' daughter. After all, you said I was her daddy this morning."

Shelly looked at me warily. "Go on. I'm listening."

"I agree we need a uniform stance regarding Sarah's requests. From now on, I won't commit to any requests from her without checking with you first. Sound good? I didn't know she'd already asked you for a cell phone. You know I would never try to override you concerning Sarah. Okay?"

"Okay. That sounds good. But why do I sense there is more coming?"

I smiled. "Because you're my older sister and very wise."

Shelly still looked wary. "Go on."

"I think we should take Sarah to Disney World."

"What does that have to do with Sarah's phone request?"

"Perhaps nothing. Perhaps everything. We live in Florida, and neither of us has been to Disney World, and it's only an hour away."

"That's because mom couldn't afford it."