The Need for Seed Ch. 05

Author's note: This is part 5 of an ongoing story. All characters involved in sexual activities are over the age of 18 and fictional creations of the author. Enjoy.

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Eventually, I caught my breath and found my sanity. Usually I was enjoyably aware of every last tremble of my partner's orgasm, but our mutual climax had rendered me temporarily senseless. My sister's lips found mine for gentle kisses. She rubbed her nose along mine, reminded me of my nose against her daughter's so recently.

"Come on. Let's soak in the tub, lover."

I let her roll me off of her, my softened cock slipping wetly onto her thigh. We held hands as we stepped into the warm water, naked. I settled on the long built in seat, pulling Meghan close against me, letting the swirling waters buoy and massage over us in silent bliss.

"What's on your mind, little brother?" She broke the silence after a minute or two.

"Is it that obvious?"

"To me it is. But you're my brother and my lover and I adore everything about you."

"Well, there's something you need know."

"Let me guess. You are trying to figure out how you, Niecey and I can all live together happily, with no one being the wiser while you still get all the incredible hot sex you so desperately crave from your sexy, eye candy relative."

"Ah, much closer than I thought you'd be. I have been getting some pretty hot relative sex lately, after a four year drought."

"Really? Just pretty hot? How curious, it's been four years for me too. And to think, we both ended our drought tonight." She was smiling broadly at me.

"Um. Meg? That's the thing. My drought ended yesterday. I..."

Incredibly, my sister broke out laughing. I stopped my confession, confused, desperately not wanting Niecey to come between our newfound closeness, but not at all willing to give up what I had just discovered with my niece.

"My silly younger brother. You should know my daughter doesn't keep secrets from the coolest mom in town. Denise! Come out, sweetie."

Gears spun between my ears, but nothing gained traction. Not even when my young niece stepped out of the shadows after I heard the creaking sounds of a body pushing itself out of a lounge chair. A white robe wrapped around her. She stopped just short of the spa.

Young hands paused, hovering over the belt holding the robe closed. "May I join you?"

Meghan eased herself next to me, snuggling close on the spa bench, stroking my chest, then lower, with one hand under the water. She chose the far side of me, away from Niecey, leaving room for her daughter. "Well?"

Apparently, the question was mine to answer. I looked first at Meghan, gazing at me with love and anticipation. Then up at her daughter, hands poised, her posture ready to run, clearly more uncomfortable the longer she had to wait.

"Please, Niecey, join us." I beckoned to the steps with a sweep of my free hand.

I had expected a bathing suit under the robe but there was nothing but niece after she loosened the belt and slowly pulled the lapels apart. I saw her bare chest, her crinkled hard nipples, so different from her mom's, that I had sucked and teased so recently.

When the robe slipped down off her arms to the pool deck she stood still for a moment. Her complete nudity made the thick-framed glasses stand out. I felt Meghan's nails dig into my chest as we both stared at the beautiful naked nymph, watched her look around her in the dim light. Bringing a small table near the edge of the tub, she placed one hand on the stainless steel handrail before placing her glasses unfolded on the table with the other.

Niecey slid the hand down the railing as she entered the hot water. As always, the absence of glasses made her nervous, anxious and younger. Without hesitation, she lowered herself into the bubbles and curled up against me, opposite her sexy mom.

My sister softly kissed my shoulder. "So, I hear you fucked my daughter last night, Michael. I hear you came inside your niece's little pussy after you made her cum so many times. You didn't even offer to let her taste it."

A hand wrapped around my thickening shaft, began jacking the skin under the swirling bubbles. I had no words to say.

"She came home from your house this morning, from your bed as I found out, crying." I must have looked shocked at that because Meghan held up a hand to silence me while she continued.

"My poor sweet little girl was crying because she felt society was trying to keep her from the man she loved, and might hurt him, and no one else could ever replace him."

I looked at Niecey, who had her eyes down, being shy, even if her hand continued its slow steady pumping. Meghan continued.

"I'll admit to being surprised at her mention of a man, but I was more surprised when she told me who this wonderful guy was. I had to agree with her: society would have issues with their relationship, and no one else could possibly replace the best man in the whole wide world."

I felt like I was going to cry. Niecey in anguish and tears over me. My voice was tight. "You called me the best man in the world?"

"What? No. I was talking about the guy Denise has fallen for. He seems really nice."

"Mom!"

Their combined laughter was music. Meghan's eyes met mine. "Michael, I did and you are. It's taken me way too long to tell you that."

Her eyes stayed on mine, intense. My lips found my sister's and we kissed, softly and deeply.

Meg continued. "But I wonder about parts of her story. Could you really make your innocent niece cum so many times?"

I second hand found me underwater, circled the head. When they met, both stopped.

Niecey giggled and the jacking renewed on my shaft. "Beat ya to it, Mom."

The other hand retreated, nails scratching lightly through my chest hair, one sending a charge through me as it dragged over my nipple.

Niecey continued. "I think I saw your talented brother make you cum more than once, Mom."

My sister nuzzled against my shoulder. "True that. I don't do that very often. My little bro is pretty talented."

I was getting over my shock. "Your daughter is sure a fast learner, Meg."

"So I'm finding out. But you didn't answer my question."

I answered my own way. "Niecey, come here and kiss your uncle."

The hand stayed on my cock as my niece half-floated until she could bring her lips to mine. I stroked her naked flank under the water, beginning where her small breast faded into her side, tracing the swelling of one hip, continuing down along one wonderful leg. I felt Meghan's eyes fixed on us.

Our lips met. The young girl's were slightly parted, soft and tender. A mother's claws dug deeper into my chest as a daughter's tongue found mine. My hand found a cheek of her full young ass and pulled her closer. My other hand grabbed my sister's hard thigh next to mine.

Tension was already clear under my hand on Niecey. Such a good girl. I kissed her harder. My hand left her bottom, slipped between her legs as the water buoyed her near me. I felt the slightest of quakes begin. One finger tip, ever so lightly, teased along a smooth lower lip. The young girl groaned, her lips pressed to mine. Meghan shifted closer against my side, my hand tight on her thigh.

The finger stroked again. The groan into my mouth increased, sounding more desperate. It was time for Mommy to see what a talented girl she had.

"Denise?" My lips brushed hers as I spoke.

The answering voice was strained. Her hips rocked, shaking. "Yes, Uncle Michael?"

"Are you a good girl?"

"If I have to be." Her lips brushed mine on their way into a smile.

"Do you want to be?" Sterner.

"For you." It was a whisper. "Yes. I want to be a good girl."

Hidden from view, one of my sister's nails again found my nipple and repeated a soft scraping. Lower, her daughter's hand was still on my cock, forgotten.

"I know you remember your promise."

She shivered. Too close to focus, I could still see her eyes flash toward her mother. My lips nipped at the corner of her upper one, barely touching it with my tongue. She nibbled back. Her breath had that quick shallow rhythm I'd felt last night, near to frantic, close to panic.

She pushed back toward my finger. Two strokes demanded a third. I denied her. My hand was on her, close, but my finger stayed off her smooth tender flesh.

"Do you want to cum?"

"God, yes. Please, touch me and make me cum." On the opposite side, slimmer inked hips began small motions as they twisted toward me. I flicked the finger this time. The same path traveled a third time, but twice as fast and unexpected.

"Aiii! Yes!" Her torso was tense, squirming in the water.

"Okay. I touched you."

"That doesn't count!"

"You want me to touch you again? You want me to touch you until I make you cum, is that it?"

Another quick glance toward her mom. I wondered how much she could see with her glasses safe on the table, out of reach. I continued, leading her on.

"No. Let's do it the other way around. Look at me."

She looked lost and confused. It was so cute. Especially with the glasses now gone.

"As soon as you start to cum, I'm going to touch you. Understand?"

The tension cranking suddenly tighter in her belly was clear on her face. I couldn't tell if she nodded slightly in comprehension, or if an unconscious shudder passed through her then.

"Once you start, I'm going to touch you and I'm going to keep touching you until you stop. Now, Niecey. Cum for me. Show us what a good girl you are and cum. Cum hard."

The first hard wave wracked through her body immediately as she cried out. True to my word, my fingers found her as soon as her release began, before I finished speaking. As I told her to show us how good she was, they slipped inside her. At "cum hard" they pushed deep between spasming walls trying to squeeze them back out.

Her hand lost my cock, grabbing at my body as she twitched, shaking weightless above me. Meghan was pressed to my side, grinding into my hip. Her hand left me to stroke the torsioned back of her daughter, lost in her release.

"Good girl." Her voice echoed my words. My thumb began slow circles over Niecey's swollen button, my fingers still inside her. Her back arched as the next wave crested.

"Good girl." Meghan's feminine and maternal encouragement mirrored my words and redoubled my own arousal. My thumb sped up as I added my voice to hers.

"That's it. Keep cumming. I'm not going to stop touching you."

The way water suspends the human body is a wonderful thing. It seemed natural for us to gradually maneuver the young shaking, climaxing body between the two of us touching her. It took no effort to float her over me, my hand moving in and on her center, turning her so Meghan's strong lean inked arms could snake around her daughter from behind.

My sister held Denise, lips close to the young girl's ear, as she continued shaking, clenching hard on my intruding fingers. Once more I heard Meghan whisper, "Good girl."

I slowed my ministrations as I sensed her tensions finally ease. She moaned softly as she felt the fingers leave her finally relaxed form. Gripping her hip, I turned my niece toward me before reaching further to pull my sister close. We sandwiched the young, dazed girl between us.

I kissed Niecey's forehead as Meghan kissed her between the shoulder blades, snuggled close behind her.

"Sexy sister, your daughter doesn't lie. She really can cum like that."

"So I see, sexy brother. So I see. I always knew my girl was special."

"Mom!"

A hand snaked between Niecey's belly and my own. It found my cock.

"Is that a hard-on you're pushing up against my daughter?"

"You know it is."

"Let me see it."

"Again?"

"Yes, again. Were making up for lost time, remember. I need to taste you some more."

"Niecey, do you hear your mother? Did you know she was such a cumslut?"

My niece chuckled. "Yeah, I suspected it. Just look at the way she dresses. And all those trailer trash tats."

"Hey! Respect your elders, daughter o' mine." Meghan snuggled closer behind her girl.

"But I got to say, for being old as dirt, she looked damn good sucking your cock earlier."

My sister and I responded simultaneously.

"How long were you watching!?" I blurted out.

"Old as dirt!?" Protested Meghan. Answering me, she continued, smiling at me over her daughter's shoulder. "She was out here before we got in the tub, silly brother."

Niecey's eyes twinkled up at me.

"You saw everything?"

"Not everything. There was some stuff going on I'm curious about, and a few things that will need a closer look. But yeah, I saw a plenty, though I wanted to hear more of what you two were saying to each other."

My head was swimming as she spoke. I had wanted to train this sexy young girl, to introduce her to many of the ways she could give and receive pleasure, and had unwittingly shown her more than I intended. Meghan's hand was pumping slowly on me, jacking in the snug space between her daughter's belly and mine.

"I saw my favorite uncle do some very naughty things with his sister, who just happens to be the Net's favorite new Alt MILF model. I saw her choke on his beautiful cock and I saw him choke her out. That was fucking amazing.

"I think I saw him stick his tongue up her ass. I'm pretty sure I heard my mom beg for her bother's seed in her belly and I know I saw the two people I love most in the world making love to each other. It made me very jealous and extremely horny."

By the time she stopped my heart was pounding. More than knowing she watched us, hearing what details stuck with her was like the rush of a drug in my blood, a roar in my ears and in my brain.

"Mom?"

"Yes, my little spy?"

"Will you show me how to suck his cock like you did?"

I didn't wait for Meghan to answer her daughter. As soon as my niece asked her mother to teach her to suck my cock I pushed myself up to sit on the edge of the tub, my feet hanging into the water. After all, my sister had already requested to see my cock again. My two wonderful loves both turned and kneeled facing me, all eyes on my cock standing straight and tall before them.

"Niecey, go put your glasses on. I don't want you to miss anything your mother shows you."

Denise did as she was told. I watched her young naked body, dripping water, climb the short steps out of the tub as my sister's hand wrapped again around my shaft. Niecey stood in profile, the outline of her small breast peaked by one wonderful crinkled nipple clearly visible. Her mother's hand began a slow pumping as my eyes drank in the young short-haired beauty.

Niecey eased herself down the stairs, one hand on the rail, both eyes on me. In nothing but thick-framed glasses, she seemed more confident again. Her measured steps back into the water had an animal presence that had been absent when her glasses were still on the table.

I was in heaven. Lingering guilt concerning both these beautiful women had vanished, the last vestiges washed away by seeing the accepting love between mother and daughter, sister and niece. Electricity not purely physical flowed freely between the base of my cock Meghan stroked and the lizard brain roaring at the sky that these beauties were mine and I was king of the world.

The feeling only intensified when Niecey completed her journey, once again kneeling before me, bright eyes looking up at her aroused uncle over her nerdy glasses, then lowering to watch her mother's hand pumping his rigid cock. My cock. Under Meghan's talented ministrations an almost entirely clear drop of viscous fluid was growing, magnifying and distorting the slightly open slit at the very tip.

My sister moaned at the sight, altering her motion to milk more from me, as her body contracted around a tightening core.

"Do you see that, sweetie?" My sister's voice was low, filled with only somewhat mock-awe. "That is the world's most precious fluid. This drop is yours. Taste it."

Niecey's eyes flicked up to mine over her glasses, then back to the object of her lesson. She brought her mouth near the head. I watched her tongue reach out and gather the thick drop, slowly carrying it back into her mouth.

Her uncle and mother watched her savor the taste, her tongue moving behind sealed lips before she swallowed. Without a word, she sealed her lips around the now closed slit and lightly sucked. As we watched Niecey's cheeks draw in, seeking more of my precum, Meghan resumed the slow deep pumps intending to bring more tastes to the eager young mouth.

"Do you like that, baby girl?" My sister sounded so sexy, encouraging her. "First Uncle Michael pumps his seed into your belly and now you're swallowing more? Go ahead, baby. I know you want to. Suck your uncle's wonderful cock."

She did. Niecey's lips wrapped around my head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive bulb now inside her mouth. Then she pushed more in. Her mother gripped near the base of my shaft and held it there as the tomboy, ridiculously sexy in her glasses and nothing else, began to bob on the top half of my cock.

With her mouth stopped by Meghan's hand, Niecey was free to fuck my cock in and out of her mouth without danger of taking too much in and gagging. She had no particular skill yet, but the sight was enough to overweigh any lack of experience.

"My turn." Meghan said it in a happy, almost sing-song way. Niecey ignored her, continuing to bob on me, her steady determined rhythm causing my balls to again begin to tighten close under me.

"Hey! My turn." My sister's voice was sharper, but got the same lack of response. I saw Meghan's face harden. The hand not gripping me stroked up her daughter's back to the base of her neck. Looking down at them, I watched the fingers secure a solid grasp around Niecey's sexy bare neck where it transitioned into the base of her skull.

Meghan's hand rode up and down with her daughter's head twice. The second trip down on me, I saw the her hand tense before she pushed Niecey's mouth down harder, releasing her own hand around the base to make room.

I felt the immediate reflex of the young throat as my cockhead pushed part way in. A wet spray coughed out between her lips and my shaft before Meghan dragged Niecey's mouth off of me, a fistful of hair from near the top of her head in my sister's fist. A long shiny string stretched between my cock and a gasping mouth as the young girl was jerked upright and sat on her heels.

Even with Niecey's wide eyes, glasses almost falling off her nose, and gasping swollen lips, my eyes were still distracted by four beautiful breasts bouncing above the spa waters. Wet gold rings glinted bright on my sister's picture perfect pair, while her hand tugging back on her daughter's hair forced the smaller younger tits out on display. Sweet little titties capped with crinkled hard nipples I knew to be so sensitive to touch and taste.

Meghan's spoke through gritted teeth. "Mommy will share, and you should always do what your uncle tells you, but remember: his cum is mine. When I say it's my turn, don't get in my way. Okay?"

Niecey, eyes almost bulging, nodded the small amount she could with her hair held so tight. Releasing it's tense grip, Meghan's hand was gentle on her daughter's cheek. "Such a very good girl."

After that her attention was entirely on my cock and what she could suck out of it. No hand stopping her, Meghan shoved herself down on me. She coughed twice and made a wonderful wet choking sound as she forced my cock into her throat. Muscles flexed along her back as she fought her body's urge to pull back.

I saw Niecey watching her mother, wiping at the corners of her own teary eyes with the back of her hand. Meghan choked loudly again, coughing around me, but continuing to push her mouth down. Niecey mouth was wide at the sight and sounds.

"Niecey, I need your kisses." What man doesn't want to kiss a beautiful girl while another kisses his other head?