a close friend.
Of course, I'd kept my own on-going sexual relationship with my father a secret from both of them as well, so I guess we were even.
“She can't get enough sex,” my uncle admitted, to which my dad nodded. “Your father and I are taking her up to my cottage next weekend. Five or six of my friends are meeting us there. Kimberly wants us all to fuck her brains out.”
That was an even bigger shock.
“What?!”
“She's really into the gangbang thing,” he added. “She's just a kid, but she can go all night.”
I simply could not believe it.
Sweet skinny little Kimberly was not only fucking her father, and had somehow dragged her even younger cousin into it all, but she was now having sex with groups of guys taking turns on her?
My God. But then I realized:
“Daddy!” I suddenly wailed, surprisingly close to tears at being left out. “You're going to fuck Kimberly, too?”
My dad wouldn't look at me, but he shrugged with a nervous smile.
“She was with us in the car earlier this afternoon,” he admitted. “We dropped her off at her mom's, just before we headed up here.”
I looked at him.
“And…?” I coaxed, knowing I was going to learn something that'd probably make me feel even worse. “Go on…”
He laughed awkwardly at my directness, but just shook his head, refusing to go into the details. I kept staring at him, but he wouldn't respond. In fact, if I didn't know better, I'd have sworn he was actually blushing, something I'd never seen him do.
Not my dad, not blushing-he was sort of a tough guy, really. Except when it came to my mother, of course. I think everyone we'd ever met was a little afraid of her. In fact, thinking about it, I realized she seemed a lot like Miss Hellview.
Huh.
“Ask your uncle,” my dad finally said. “She's his daughter.”
“Uncle Jack…?” I turned to him. “What exactly did Kimberly do for you and my father?”
He shrugged, too, with that same awkward laugh. They were brothers, after all, very much alike in more ways than one, it was turning out.
“As soon she got in the car, she unzipped us and started jacking us off,” he admitted a moment later. “Right away. Even though she'd never done anything… sexy with your dad before.”
“I couldn't believe it,” my father admitted. “Seriously.”
My uncle laughed, then went on.
“She was sitting right where you're sitting,” he told me. “Between us, using both hands.”
I gave him a look. Hint, hint, I guess, but I made no move to unzip either one of them. Yet.
“How nice for you and Daddy,” I said. “And then what…?”
“Then we took turns in the back seat with her,” my uncle continued. “While the other one drove around. And, by the way, she said to say 'hi' to you.”
That was nice, at least.
I mean, my cousin Kimberly really was a little sweetheart. And, learning all her sex secrets made me immediately decide to get alone with her, and with her little cousin Amy, the very next time I was back home. Just to see what fun stuff might develop. Girl-girl-girl-wise.
But I still found myself weirdly jealous of Kimberly, or maybe just competitive, when it came to either one of us performing underage sex acts with my own father.
“Tell her 'hi' for me, next weekend,” I said. “While you're all fucking her. But what did you do to her today, in the car?”
It was my dad's turn to finally speak up.
“It's what she did for us,” he said. “She gave us each a blow job. And, I don't know about Jack, but I licked her little pussy back there until she came. That was a lot of fun, I'll admit. She's a great kid.”
My uncle threw in, “I licked her pussy, too. She loves that.”
“I came in her mouth,” my father added. “She swallowed all of it and wanted even more. She told me she's a little cum-freak. Which was true, as far as I could see. She licked up every drop.”
I exhaled slowly, somewhat perturbed but also somewhat turned on by the direction this 'going out to dinner' visit with my father and my uncle was taking.
“So you didn't fuck her?” I gestured toward the huge back seat. “Either one of you? It's big enough to do anything back there…”
“We didn't have time,” my dad admitted to me. “We dropped her off, so we could get up here in time to take you to dinner. But next weekend-”
“I know, I know,” I nodded. “You're going to gangbang her.” And then, “So, Daddy, will next weekend be the first time you'll fuck her?”
He nodded, still concentrating on driving.
“It sure will be,” he said. “I can't wait.”
“Huh.”
We'd all three been talking so much, and so intensely, we'd driven through the small nearby town, past the pizza place, and were out in the country. My dad noticed, too, so he pulled into a turn-around and then headed back.
I was silent for several long moments, thinking it all over.
Talk about a surprising day, in many ways. But oddly, even with all the explicit talk and confessions about incest and gangbangs and blow jobs, neither my dad nor my favorite uncle had laid a hand on me. I mean, wouldn't you think one or the other would already have a hand under by training bra or in my panties?
And so I made a decision.
“Daddy, I want to do it with you,” I announced. “Like, before you fuck Kimberly next weekend. Let's find a motel right now and you can both fuck me, you and Uncle Jack, as much as you want.”
My dad just looked at me then.
I couldn't tell if it was surprise or just plain old sexual excitement in his eyes. But then he smiled knowingly and nodded.
A moment later, I finally felt my Uncle Jack's warm hand on my bare inner thigh, under my skirt. When I didn't resist, but just spread my legs wider and turned to him with a wicked little smile, he moved it up my leg to the damp crotch of my panties. Then he slid a finger under the lacy edge.
“It's about time,” I breathed when he slipped his entire finger up my cunt. “Umm, that feels good, Uncle Jack, but I really want to fuck.”
“A motel it is,” he said, nodding. “We thought you'd never ask.”
CHAPTER 16
The Old Log Inn was a cheap little motel with several run-down, log cabin-type cottages. It was partially hidden off the main highway, in the woods, each cottage standing separate from the others.
A good choice, I'd say, for a few hours of secret sex. So much for pizza, but in my world sex would always win out over food. I could always get a snack back at my new school.
“Daddy, you already came here and got a room!”
I'd figured that out, as soon as we were inside the cottage with the tin number '8' on the door. It was loosely attached by a single rusty nail. I could see we had the only car in the parking lot, and my dad had used a key to get us in-but without first going to the deserted-looking office to register.
“I can't believe you two!”
