The Good Niece.
Author Note.
Most of the characters in this story make their first appearance in my story, Training My Niece to Obey. If you don't read that story first, there's a good chance this one won't make much sense. The suggested reading order is Training My Niece to Obey, The Beckham Centre, The Beckham Centre Ch. 02, The Good Niece.
'Lord, what a fucken bitch,' Ella thought as she listened to her aunt run down her uncle again. 'What kind of moron changes their name to Raqueda from Rachel?' Leaning forward, Ella turned her stereo up, trying to block out her mum's and aunt's conversation. Her aunt Raqueda was so loud that Ella could clearly hear both sides of the conversation. It helped (helped? Ella wondered. Is that the right word?) that her mum, Jerry, had her mobile on speakerphone.
Ella, who had recently turned eighteen, pictured her uncle Eric Cantana in her mind. Her uncle is a handsome mid-fifties man. Eric is of German/Franco descent, and his mother, Ella's great-aunt by marriage only, is from the south of France, down near the border with Spain. Eric has inherited his swarthy skin, lean features, and piercing blue eyes from his mother's side of the family.
Getting up and closing her door, partially to block out the droning sound of her aunt and partially for privacy, Ella slipped between her sheets and slid her panties down her slender, bony legs. Hiding them under her pillow in case her mum came in and caught her, Ella spread and lifted her knees. She placed a book in her lap to pretend to read if her mum came in and then put the soles of her feet together. Now she was ready, Ella closed her eyes and dreamed of her handsome, dynamic uncle.
Finding her virgin entrance, Ella circled it as she worked her other hand's fingers over her little button. The fantasy always ended the same. Eric throws the bitch (Aunty Raqueda) out and turns to his sweet, innocent, virginal niece and says, "I can't live without you, Ella. Please stay and become my wife." She'd climax to visions of her uncle's lean, powerful body moving between her shapely thighs (hey, it was Ella's fantasy, and her thighs would be shapely instead of skinny if she wanted them to be) and his penis - cock, Ella reminded herself - slowly pressing against her virginal pussy, about to shred her hymen.
Unfortunately, that was as far as Ella's fantasy went. Due to her strict Roman Catholic parents and upbringing, Ella had attended a single-sex high school and had no idea what having your hymen sundered felt like. Nor did she know what it was like to have a 'penis in your vagina' - cock in your cunt - Ella corrected. The girls in class told incredibly fanciful stories about what it was like to 'have intercourse' - fuck - but Ella suspected most of them knew even less than she.
The school term was almost over, and Ella would have three weeks of boredom. Most of her friends would be whisked away to exotic destinations by their parents. Unfortunately, nearly all of her parents' extra money was spent keeping Ella in her private school, so there would be no holiday islands or villas for her. Instead, she'd be condemned to enviously watching her friends' social media posts, wishing she could be with them.
The three weeks until the term's end passed. Ella said goodbye to her friends and tried not to be jealous of them and their wealthier lives. She caught her usual bus home and found her mother and father in a flurry of activity. Their bags were already packed, and a taxi was waiting outside.
"What's going on?" Ella asked.
Jerry took her daughter's hand and tearily said, "Your grandfather, Henry, has had a massive heart attack. We're headed to Toronto, hoping to get there before Henry passes."
"Shivers!" Ella exclaimed. "I'll get packed!"
"No, honey," Jerry denied. "Henry will probably die, and your father and I will need to stay for his probate and will reading. We don't want you to miss any of your final year of high school, and we couldn't afford to take you anyway."
"Oh," Ella said despondently. She'd only met her father's father once when he'd brought his second wife to visit. She spoke to him on the phone at Christmas, and he always called on her birthday, but she didn't really know him. "You're leaving me home alone?" She asked.
"I've asked Uncle Eric if you can stay with him. You're certainly old enough and responsible enough to stay here if you'd prefer. But I thought you might enjoy staying with him because he has his niece from New Zealand with him. Eric's sister, Margaret and her husband, Greg, were killed in a car accident. Their daughter Rebekkah now lives with Eric and Raqueda."
"Poor Rebekkah," Ella blurted. "Raqueda's a bitch!"
"That's my sister you're talking about," Jerry said coldly before grinning. "But you're right. Although Eric says that she's changed recently."
Ella turned to look at the car pulling into her driveway. Her uncle got out. 'Tall, dark, and handsome,' she thought. 'Just like in the romance books.' A young woman about Ella's age got out with him. The teenager had long blonde hair and eyes that were such a deep shade of blue they were almost purple. Her eyes were wide-set and quite large. Her skin was mostly clear of pimples and a pale, alabaster white. However, her best features were huge, firm tits that stood proudly out from her chest and a round tight, badonkadonk butt. Her thick thighs were shapely as well as firm. Ella couldn't help but look down at her own slender, almost shapeless body and feel totally inadequate.
"You didn't bring Raqueda?" Jerry asked as she greeted her brother-in-law.
"She's making another movie with Rocco," Eric explained. "She's become one of his favourite actresses to work with."
"How come I've never seen any of these movies?" Jerry queried.
"You probably don't have the right streaming service," Eric said straight facedly. His wife, Jerry's sister, Raqueda, starred as a porn actress across several porn streaming sites and had made many porn films under the name Melodie Melons. Her specialties were simulated mother/daughter lesbian movies and/or big cock anal films. Raqueda also worked as a high-class prostitute, using the name 'Trixie Turntricks'.
Eric turned to the young woman behind him and encouraged her forward. When she reached his side, Eric said, "Becca, this is your Aunt Geraldine. She's Raqueda's sister. The shy woman beside her is your cousin Ella. Your birthdays are only a year and a day apart."
"I prefer Jerry," Geraldine said warmly, hugging the blonde, big-chested, bubble-butt, nineteen-year-old. "I was so sad to hear about your parents. I hope things with your uncle are going well?"
"Yes!" Becca gushed. "Although I'm still sad about Mum and Dad passing, Uncle has been so good to me. He's been a rock for me and has really helped me turn my life around." She smiled winningly before deprecatingly saying, "I was a bit of a brat before Uncle Eric settled me down."
"A bit of?" Eric said teasingly.
"Yes!" Rebekkah grinned, "A bit of a lot of a brat!"
