'Mmmmmmm,' Brenda sighed. It was the gentlest, softest kiss she could imagine. Wade didn't rough her up, didn't lock her in a bear hug. He just moved his wet lips tenderly against hers as he brought her body forward slightly. Now her breasts were mashed against his chest. Hot shoots of pleasure went up and down her legs and belly. She turned her head to fit the kiss better and Wade's hands slid down her back until he was almost touching the cheeks of her ass.
Brenda knew that it was up to her to stop it all. But the trouble was she'd never had much experience with men. She didn't know exactly how a girl went about slowing things up. And on the other hand she wasn't entirely sure she wanted things to slow up. The way her uncle was making her feel was more pleasure than she'd experienced for the first twenty-one years of her life together.
'Uncle Wade, you'd better st-st-stop,' she managed to murmur. But his lips brushed across her cheek and then he was lightly kissing her ear.
'You're so pretty. All hidden away from me like a shy angel. I never knew you had hair like this, breasts like these.' Wade touched one, cupping the firm, full weight of the orb with careful fingers. Brenda just about peed down her leg from the thrill of watching him looking at her. Then he bent his face down and she felt his tongue brushing hotly against the white flesh. The old gown slipped a little further as he continued to caress her. She knew that her nipple had become exposed. But when she put her hands to the sides of Wade's face it was already too late. His lips pulled the hot nub of brown deep and she felt him licking it like a hungry child. She sagged heavily against him, her eyes closing in ecstasy.
'Uhhhnnnn! Ohhhhh Uncle Wade…!'
'Baby doll. My sweet Brenda.' He sucked more hungrily at her tit and a fresh flood of cunt butter leaked from the swollen plumpness of her labia. She felt ripe and ready for everything Wade did. But she knew she couldn't just go on letting him do the things he was doing. Right there in her father's store!
'Wade, what are you going to do to me?' she whimpered as he eased her towards the big brass bed. 'Wade!'
'Shhhhhh,' he whispered, making her lie down. He started kissing her ankles first. Brenda groaned and flopped her head around. Every so often she'd sit up but Wade would push her down again. Then she stopped trying to sit up. Wade was moving his mouth up one leg. He stopped to lick at the soft spot behind her knee but moved on quickly. The inside of her thigh came alive with jolts of thrilling pleasure as her uncle's tongue wet her flesh and pushed her knees further apart. She strained against him, ashamed and scared to let him see her nakedness under the old gown. But it was too late for modesty. Wade flopped the black lace up over her belly and gazed longingly at the matted curls of blond cunthair. She was panting, looking at him fearfully.
'You're lovely!' he said, his voice low and husky sounding.
'How can a girl be lovely there?' she breathed, remembering how she'd heard her father talking about womankind. How nasty he thought they were.
'I said you're lovely. And Wade Johnson don't ever lie.' Wade grinned. 'Leastwise not to his own niece.' The word niece shuck fear through Brenda's heart. Incest!
'Ohhhhh Wade, you've got to stop. I want to get up and dress and…'
'I want to keep you here a little longer,' he said, grabbing her wrists and pulling her back down on the bouncy mattress. His mouth returned to the quivering flesh of her inner thigh and as he sucked and licked her there Brenda began to writhe. His tongue was flicking dangerously close to the dripping lips of her pussy. And then she felt him lick her there, parting the wet blond hair, parting the swollen outer lips to expose pink, dainty tissues that were hidden before. She groaned and her hips rolled instinctively.
'Nhhhooo, ohhh Wade, this is awful!'
'Don't fight me Brenda darling,' he whispered. 'I'm going to eat you like a hungry old wolf eats a rabbit.'
'Ghhod nhhhoooo!' she whined, wiggling up on the bed. Wade grabbed her hips and pulled her back down. His mouth was suddenly pressing against her vulva. Brenda had never felt anything so hot, so soft, so shudderingly wonderful. But she fought to recover her willpower, fought like a drowning person fights for the surface. She tried to close her thighs only to find her uncle's head in the way. He made a sucking sound with his lips and went up between her crevice with his tongue.
Brenda brought her ass up from the bed. She was holding her breath, her eyes rolling in her head. Oh, she'd used her finger on herself. She'd used brush handles and bottles and everything else under the sun, pretending that they were something else. But her uncle's tongue was making a friction that could only be described as exquisite. She couldn't keep from plunging her hips now as he licked with the flat of his tongue across her clitoris.
'Uhhhh! Ahhhhh! Ohhhh Uncle Wade, it's killing me!'
'Brenda. Beautiful Brenda!'
He had his fingers spread under the cheeks of her ass now, holding her against him as he began to feast gingerly on her delicate pussy flower. It was a rubbing, wet kind of excitement that only a man's mouth could bring. And Brenda wasn't trying to make him stop anymore. Making him stop would be like trying to cut off her own finger. The pleasure was far too intense for her to think of anything but getting more of it. Lots more!
'Ohhh, you really think I'm pretty? Aren't I awful messy?'
'Yeah, nice and messy. That's what's so pretty about you.' Wade licked his lips and pushed his mouth down over her cunt again.
'Uncle Wade, I never thought I'd ever do this with a man. I never really thought I'd want to! Whhhuuhhh! Ahhhh yessss, ohhhh Wade, Wade, Wade!'
She felt dangerously close to a climax. But Wade seemed to sense something too and eased his lips back from her feverish pussy. He stripped off his shirt and hung it over the brass bedpost. When he reached for his belt, Brenda sat up and grabbed his wrist.
'Now honey, it'll be the most natural thing in the world.'
'No! You're my uncle. Ohhh God, Wade. I'm so mixed up. You kissing me all over my body like this and now you're trying t…'
'Not trying to. I am.' He pulled the front of his pants open and stood to pull them down. His skivvies went with them and when his cock bobbed up from between his legs Brenda gave a weak cry and bit her lip. Her uncle's cock was lots bigger than she had imagined men were like. It was long and thick like the handle of a sledge hammer. The head was oddly shaped. Kind of like a barb. It was blue too, blue and pulsing. Wade's balls hung down from the base of it. As he turned they swung against his thighs.
'Touch me,' he said.
'No!'
'Go on, it's not going to bite you.' He grabbed her wrist and made her touch his cock. At first the damp, feverish flesh made her try and jerk away. But then her fingers were curling around the thing as if they'd been made to fit it. Brenda sighed as she squeezed him a little. The blood seemed to bulge his cocktip out when she did that. Wade gave a grunt of enjoyment and smoothed the long hair that tumbled over the front of her shoulders.
Brenda had always thought that she'd be appalled at anything like this. Actually touching a man's cock! But though it looked strange to her and though it was her uncle's throbbing organ that pressed warmly into her palm, she was too excited to be turned off.
With neither of them speaking now, Wade pushed her down on the bed like before. She felt his nakedness rubbing against her legs. She felt his thick cock pressing into the flesh of one thigh. She squirmed and moaned, her pussy leaking juice like crazy now. She knew what he wanted to do. Her own uncle wanted to fuck her! And she knew that she couldn't allow it either. But hugging felt so good. And the kisses on her face made her body smolder with yearning. At least she could let the touching go on. She'd had so little affection from a male that she was making up for lost time. She was gorging on the caresses, the squeezes, the wet warm touch of Wade's mouth on her flesh.
'Ohhhh Wade! Ohhh it's so wonderful to feel you against me.'
'I want you Brenda,' he whispered, moving his hips. His cock slid up her thigh and she felt the pressure against the outer surface of her lips. They were so slick that as he kept nudging her with that streamlined barb, the plump mound flesh parted and she felt the fever of that knob as it began to divide her pink tissues.
'We've got t-t-to stop now.' She squirmed her hips, trying to pull herself up on the bed. But Wade kept pressing his thighs between her legs, kept pumping his ass so that the head of his prick would wedge itself into
