The Need for Seed Ch. 07

Note: All characters are over 18 and fictional creations of the author. This story contains graphic descriptions of incest, anal, and oral sex. It begins exactly where Chapter 6 ended.


Chapter 7: The Final Chapter.


My slippery finger disappeared inside her tight little opening, delivering a taste of my 'seed' here for the first time. To a place so sensitive, Niecey hadn't cum like she usually did. She moaned, muffled by her mother's lips and tongue. I felt her hips retreat from the sudden invasion for only an instant before she pushed back and up.

Watching her open under my touch, I dragged my other thumb, the right, up along the belly of my beast, milking more thick fluid from my sack up to the tip. A larger drop, clear with only a trace of cloudy milk swirling inside, swelled until it broke.

My thumb continued stroking up the tender underside of my cockhead, gathering the viscous overflow. A finger joined the thumb to catch it all.

My left fingertip pulled out and away, sliding over to help grab her soft hip. The right replaced it, first with the finger alone smearing more precum against her rosebud door. I moved my hand up to the top of her ass, so my downward pointing thumb, shiny and slick, traced along her crack before teasing the opening.

Under the circling pad of my thumb, I felt her squeeze tight. Relax. Pulse tight again. Relax. With the second relax, I pushed. Niecey's head arched up away from Meghan's kisses as the thumb went deep, its base stretching her ass open.

It was only a slightly longer retreat away from the invader before the young girl again pushed back onto it. This time I could see her arms flex as, on all fours, she used them to force her whole body toward me.

"Good girl!" I started a slow fucking with my thumb while the rest of my hand squeezed the full cheek under it. Her head was turned to the side enough now that I could see her eyes were closed tight in concentration behind her glasses.

"Daddy." It was a strained whisper as she shoved back. My thumb met her shove, going deep and staying there while my left hand on her hip held her in place.

Below me, Meghan lifted her hands to her daughter's chest. I couldn't see, but I felt the change in Niecey's body. The tension increasing. I pictured fingers rolling and pinching her hard little nipples.

"Mommy!" The whine in her young voice was a masterful blend of habitual teen complaining about any surprise parental action and her roleplaying inflection encouraging more taboo exploration. It was so fucking sexy I wanted to shove her down onto her mother's naked body and take her virgin ass on the spot.

I had enough sense to not follow my urge. Yet. But it was nearly time I took her young ass. I slid my thumb out of her, noticing how quickly the opening shrank tight. Niecey whined, looking over her shoulder at me.

"Let's go inside."

"Will you play with my bottom more, Daddy?"

"Is that what you want, dirty girl?"

She laid the lilt on thick. "Yes, Daddy. It makes me feel really funny when you touch me down there." She grinned. "And when you licked me."

"Mommy?" She turned her head to look down at Meghan, groaned as my sister did something with her hands on the young girl's chest that I was forced to only imagine. Her voice sounded more filled with innocent curiosity then ever. "Did it make you feel funny when your brother stuck his tongue in your ass?"

Meghan sputtered, laughing. I joined in. Niecey rolled onto her side, off Meghan, with a smile.

"Yes, baby, my brother's tongue on my ass did make me feel a little funny. On, not in, right Michael?"

My gorgeous sister reached toward me, asking for a hand up. I pulled her to her feet, wrapped my arms around her. I shrugged. "I think it was just on. So many asses, I get confused."

She slapped my arm.

"Well, something was definitely in mine just now." The inflection was gone again. Standing up, Niecey stepped close and wrapped us both is a tight hug. "And I want more."

As much as I didn't want to end a naked hug with my new dream harem, my niece's wishes were important to me. Especially this wish. "Inside, my beauties."

I took a hand of each in one of mine and led them to the house before holding the door open for them both. I whispered quick instructions to Meghan, saw her bite her lip as she understood. Niecey squealed as I swooped her off her feet and carried her to her mother's big bed, leaving Meghan to carry out my directions.

She sat on the edge of the mattress and looked up at me. "I love you, Uncle Mike. Thank you."

My cock was drooping again, taking a well-deserved rest while it could. Niecey licked the precious treat from the tip as she'd been shown before taking me in her mouth. She sucked me slow this time, savoring. My half-hard cock was at that extremely sensitive point, every unseen swirl of her tongue sending shocks through my body.

I started to reach out a hand to guide her, to slow her down, but I stopped my hand to let this sexy young beauty suck me as she wished, marveling at how eagerly she craved me. How she'd voiced her craving for my seed in every hole, only one still unfilled.

I groaned at the thought and sensation. "That feels really damn good, baby girl."

Niecey slurped loudly, releasing her shiny wet lollipop to smile up at me. "I know."

Her new confidence, not entirely unfounded, was a turn on. So was the way her eyes looked, straining upward to meet mine over her glasses as she took me back in her mouth.

"That's it. Keep your eyes up here." Now my hand did find her head as I felt myself stiffening in her mouth. The still spongy head slipped past the back of her tongue. I felt Niecey stiffen, threatened.

"It's okay. I've got you. Breath through your nose and relax." As my shaft straightened and lengthened, she was held so that my head had no where to go but further in. At the first small gag, she tried to pull back against my hand. I didn't push, but held her firm. She choked and I felt a light spray on my thighs.

"Hey. Eyes up here." She looked so beautiful, tears welling up in one eye, already running down the other cheek. "Breath through your nose. Gooood girl."

I was already pushing the head past her defenses before my drawn out "good." It was more encouragement than praise. Like her mother four years earlier, she first got my cock in her throat before it fully thickened rigid. Her protesting body gagged once more, but she didn't even pull back against my hand.

I slid further in and held it there, almost completely erect, feeling her wet hot breaths from the nose pressed close to my groin.

"Gooood girl!" This time it was a groan of satisfaction. I released her head, dropping my hands to my side, and stayed motionless, seeing what the young girl would do. Wide eyes still on mine, she grabbed the back of my thighs. She pulled her own head onto me with both arms, straining momentarily to take more of me deeper past her tongue. Her head popped back with a wet cough.

"Holy shit." A deep wet breath. "Did I just deep-throat that fat cock?"

She wiped a palm across her mouth and chin, then used the back of it on her streaked cheek. My cock did look fat, and was standing straight out again.

"Yes, you did. Now is there anything you'd like as a reward?"

Those beautiful eyes went from mine to my cock, then off to the ceiling, considering for a full second before returning to look back up at me.

"You know."

"Yes I do. So say it."

"I already did."

"You said a lot of things."

"Daddy!"

"Say it."

She pouted, then reclined on the bed. Her mother's bed, where I had slept with my sister for the first time. She pulled her smooth, sexy legs up close, hugging them to her chest with arms around knees. She could not be more exposed to me.

"Uncle Michael, I want you to fuck my ass. I want to feel you empty your seed deep inside me. Please."

I had no intention for an animal growl to escape me but its audible release reflected an inner instinctual one. I grabbed her hips and dragged her naked body to the edge of the mattress. My cock twitched upwards, inches from two tempting holes.

"Room service!"

"Huh?" My head came around in surprise. I had completely forgotten Meghan and the mission I had sent her on.

"Doesn't look like I missed too much." My sister said as she set a small plate down. She removed the small towel she had draped over her arm waiter-style and set it by the plate.

"Hah. See what you know!" Niecey looked smug. Or as smug as one could look in her exposed position. "I just had a certain fat cock all the way in my throat."

I nodded. I ran my hands up Niecey's lovely soft thighs, over her hugging arms, pausing on her curving calves. "It's true. She took the whole thing in without choking, much."

"Hey."

"Well, sorry I missed that, but let's see if there's anywhere else my little girl can take the whole thing." Meghan reached out to pluck up one of the thin yellow blocks arranged on the plate.

"What is that? Oh!" Niecey cut off her own question when her mother pushed the thin square-cut sliver, like a tiny yellow French fry, against and then into her daughter's puckered opening. Meghan's finger followed it into her daughter's ass.

"Uhh. Ohhhh. Oh shit, Mom!" It was only one slim finger, but it was working its way in and out of the tight hole. "What is that?"

"That, my dear young niece," I explained, "is your mother's finger in your butt. What she pushed into you was a little bit of butter. I think she needs more, sweetie."

At the last statement, my sister removed her finger from her daughter's virgin ass. Niecey squealed. Meghan grabbed a second thin sticklet and quickly pushed it against the puckered opening.

"Whoa. It melts so fast, as soon as it touches the skin." Meghan seemed fascinated with the feeling, pushing one then a second finger deeper into Niecey. I saw brows knit in concentration behind thick glasses as the fingers twisted, encouraging the tight muscle to relax and open.

Niecey hugged her legs tighter to her chest. She looked so vulnerable and accepting. Her brows relaxed and her mouth dropped open. "Unnh. Huhhh. Fuck, that feels intense."

I watched, stroking my cock with one hand. I let the other hand trail over Meghan's beautiful back, so lean and muscled, but undeniably feminine. My gaze lingered on the winged tattoo of St. Michael, before fingers explored along the side of one perfect breast, then down her flank to her hips. I continued over her firm asscheek, sliding the hand between her legs. I teased a fingertip or two over her own puckered door before slipping into her sopping pussy.

Slick fingers circled her hooded clit before plunging back inside. She moaned and I watched her fingers push deeper into her daughter as my own filled her.

"Meghan. It's time." She looked up at me, so gorgeous. Removing my fingers from her slit, her ass received another teasing touch as I withdrew my hand. "Kiss me."

My sister's lips and tongue were on mine in an instant, hungry and almost crazed. I pushed her face back.

"Make me slippery, baby, so I can fuck this eager little ass."

Meghan dropped down and my sister's hot mouth was on me, sucking. I felt her tongue lapping up any trace of a precious droplet before her lips shoved my hand aside as she forced me deep into her mouth. Back up and down again, covering me with her saliva.

"That feels damn fucking good, baby, but you should use some of your butter."

She went down deep on me, gagging softly before she allowed my stiff cock to escape her lips with a pop. "Oh. That kind of slippery."

I watched the two slim fingers, now buried entirely in Niecey, slowly withdraw. The young girl whined as they left her. Meghan picked up two yellow slivers in her palm and pressed them against my shaft.

The butter began to melt as soon as she touched it. Applying the lubricating fat over me, Meghan stood. She moved around behind me, still pumping my very slick cock with her hand. I felt her firm breasts push close against my back as she readied me to take her daughter's ass for the first time.

Neicey's eyes were fixed on my cock, and the hand preparing it for her. She hugged her legs tight to her chest, opening and offering herself.

"Step closer." Meghan nudged me close to the edge of the bed. She pointed my cock downward enough to aim the tip at its goal. Her fingers massaged more of the liquified butter over my sensitive head. "Push."

She rubbed my head directly over the tiny pucker. I eased forward, seeing Niecey's tender flesh give inward. "Push."

My hips pushed harder. With Meghan's hand guiding, the head began to slip inside.

"Unnhh!" Niecey protested wordlessly. I pushed more and the head opened her before entering. Her virgin, almost panicking ass squeezed down tight.

"Ahh! Too much! Take it out." Niecey's eyes were wide. I held still, the head inside her. "Too much."

Meghan chose that moment, when I was debating whether to pull out of the tight squeeze, to begin pumping her hand up and down my shaft, from my tight balls up to where her fist pressed close against her own daughter's exposed and stretched ass.

I groaned. It felt incredible. The hand pumping, slick with butter. The pucker squeezing in panic. Firm breasts and hard nipples smashed against my back. My own sister encouraging me to ignore her daughter's pleas.

My hips began to move in time to the hand's strokes. Not enough to force myself deeper, the motions carried the clenching sphincter with it, pushing her own opening into her slightly before pulling back, feeling her gripping muscle hold me, keep my cock from leaving.

"So much. So full." Niecey's voice held more wonder than panic now. I pushed harder, felt my shaft sliding through tight gripping fingers before Niecey's body gave in, allowing the head to slide an inch or so into her tightness.

"Fuck! Oh fuck. So fucking much." Niecey's eyes were closed tight, her voice barely a whisper.

I pulled back to where her muscles again clung to the bulbous head stretching her open before sliding back in, a little past where I had ended the previous entry.

"Stop. Please. Just a minute." Her breathing was shallower and faster. No longer was she begging for me to pull out. What a good girl. I held still for her to get used to the pressure.

"Okay. I think I can take a little more. Is it almost in?" I don't think she heard her mother's snicker at the question. Meghan's hand still held plenty of shaft to pump. I answered.

"Almost, Niecey. You're doing great. You sure you're ready for more?"

The glasses nodded quickly as my niece bit down on her lower lip. Meghan was now working my shaft with a snug grip of her thumb and index finger, the sexiest "okay" sign I had ever experienced.

My hips nudged forward. I saw Niecey's eyes tighten in concentration as pursed lips blew out a breath. Then Meghan's hips shoved into me from behind, forcing me forward and deeper into her daughter.

"Ahhhh!" Niecey's legs straightened at the sudden intrusion, slipping out of her embrace. I was just as surprised as she was by her mother's action, but not so uncomfortably. I just had more of my cock imbedded in a tight slippery hole.

I grabbed her ankles as the legs straightened upward, bumping Meghan back as I withdrew before pushing immediately back to same depth her unexpected shove had driven me. I began to saw in a slow, deliberate rhythm until I felt and saw my niece relaxing, adjusting to this new sensation.

I twisted my face back toward my sister's. "Time to move your hand, baby."

Meghan moaned. "Fuck, yes. Fill my baby girl, brother."

Straining to meet each other, we managed a quick frantic kiss over my shoulder as her hand gave my shaft a final squeeze. She moved away from my back, positioning herself beside us to watch.

I positioned Niecey's ankles on my shoulders and let my hands slide down her wonderful legs. The curvy, sexy legs that had so surprised me when I first saw them extending below that short plaid skirt, no longer hidden by ill-fitting jeans. My hands found their rightful places on each rounded hip.

My eyes met Niecey's. I didn't say anything but she seemed to sense my hesitation. The glasses nodded again.

"Do it, Uncle Mike. Please. Make my ass yours."

I did. Rather than push into her, I pulled her onto me. My fingers dented her soft flesh as I dragged her hips toward me, impaling her ass on the entire length of my cock.

"Oh. My. Fucking. God. Yes." That was Meghan. A hoarse whisper filled with awe.

I groaned, my hands keeping my niece's ass tight against me as my hips ground against her cheeks. She was soundless, her mouth wide open and eyes tight shut.

Then her eyes popped open, intense and locked on mine. She reached up hands to each knee, pulling her legs back toward herself to again hug them to her chest. I pulled back part way and shoved back in, burying myself in and against her upturned ass.

"So tight." I whispered. "So slippery. So good."

"So big." She responded. "So full. But yes, so good. So incredibly good. Are you going to cum inside me, Uncle Mike?"

"Oh yes, baby girl. I'm going to fill you like you've never been filled."

Her face tightened and a flush of red traveled over her cheeks, her neck, her upper chest. "I...I'm...uhhhnn!"

I felt her entire body clench in spasm then, her orgasm triggering mine. If she made any further sounds or words I couldn't hear them as a roar filled my ears. My hands clenched tighter onto her hips, my cock and core shuddering with each ecstatic explosion deep inside of her twitching, clenching body. I saw red, gritting my teeth and nearly blacking out, shocked by the intensity of my reaction.

When I became aware enough to sense my own breathing it was ragged and loud. I could feel the final spasms of her belly and sphincter around me, see the glazed half smile below me.

Niecey made a small whining sound as I began to pull back from her, her tight opening milking more cum up and out of my shaft as I slowly withdrew. I stopped when just the swollen head was inside, feeling the ridge catch inside her gripping ring of muscle.

I eased her legs free of her hugging arms, pulled them wide as I lowered myself down to the young girl. I strained forward to bring my face to hers. Her arms wrapped around me. Unable to reach her lips this way, I slid back inside, reopening her depths. Niecey's mouth opened wide at the unexpected invasion and I covered it with my own, kissing her deeply.

I felt Meghan's hand stroke my lower back as I kissed her daughter. The hand slid lower, squeezing one cheek of my ass, encouraging my hips to make small movements in and out of Niecey's ass as we kissed. I felt the vibration of soft satisfied moans from the girl's tongue and lips.

I pushed myself up on my arms and Meghan snuggled her head in next to her daughter, both looking up at me, Niecey through her thick framed glasses, knocked slightly askew. Unplanned and simultaneous, both spoke the same three words.

"I love you," though each finished the thought differently. Meghan's addition of "brother" tugged at my heart and soul, signaling a union delayed for needless years. Niecey's lilting "Daddy" brought an amused smile to my face and an unconscious quick thrust into her. She groaned at the sensation.

"So what is this sudden 'Daddy' thing, anyhow?"

"Well, Mommy," Niecey turned her face toward Meghan as she explained. I held back a laugh at my sister's expression: Denice hadn't called her Mommy since she was a toddler.

"I was thinking while you two were doing whatever nasty dirty things you were doing in this bed last night. I knew you had finally found the man you'd been waiting for your whole life." Meghan smiled at that, but with pain behind it, as though ready to cry. It sent a shiver down my back.