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When my sister Brynlee’s husband suddenly died in a car crash, I knew they would be in trouble. She was working as a night nurse and he had been a car mechanic. With them both working and in different schedules, they stayed financially afloat and could also take care of their 10-year-old daughter Brooke. Family is important: I offered for my sister to stay at my place until they could figure out their own life. I did this knowing it was not going to be days or weeks. It was going to be months or even years. I didn’t mind, helping was what counted.
My apartment was not most well suited for this. I did have two bedrooms and a living room. It meant that I had a room and they could have a room as well. The rooms were not big and what used to be my office was now their bedroom. Brynlee needed to sleep during the day, which made it little difficult for me to do anything in my own home when the sun was up. Luckily it was an old house and you couldn’t hear a peep from the neighbors, which my sister appreciated.
Brynlee left to work around seven four nights a week and returned around eight next morning. That meant that it was on my watch when Brooke went to sleep most of the nights. Brook was quite ordinary 4th grader, not tall, not sort and not fat or skinny. She had a cute smile with contagious laugh but lately I didn’t get to enjoy them that often.
Before the bedtime there was still time to do stuff. We both loved to use that time to watch TV as now we didn’t have to keep volume at the minimum to avoid waking mommy. Brooke was snuggled into me tightly. Since they had arrived few weeks ago, she had grown more and more attached to me. I guess it was kind of expected as she was sad after losing her dad and lonely because she had to change school due to moving. It was clear that she would have liked to have her mother around but I was a good substitute. Now Brooke lifted her slim legs over mine and crawled to sit on my lap. I was not sure how comfortable I felt as she wiggled her small behind right on top of my dick, which was not happy of the two females not sharing with him living with us. I wrapped my hands around Brooke. That made me notice that they were touching her small plum sized tits which were not vailed by a bra. I shook those thoughts away for the rest of the TV time.
“Uncle Fred?” The voice next to my bed woke me.
“What?”
“My tummy hurts. Could you rub it?”
“Well… I guess. Get here.”
Brooke laid on my bed and lifted her nightie. I placed my hand on her warm stomach and moved it slowly. Brooke made small sounds of contentment. Her stomach was all tensed.
“Is it helping?”
“Yeah. But can you go little lower?” I moved to her lower belly, feeling the waistband of her panties. My hand travelled partly on it.
“Let me…” Brooke rolled her panties down a little. I could feel the imprint the waistband had left. “They are a little tight…”
I caressed her stomach for a while, until she relaxed. Then I gave her a kiss on her cheek and sent her to bed.
Things went on like this for a week. My sister looked stressed enough and I decided not to stress her more with Brooke’s nightly stomach aches.
One night a big thunderstorm hit.
“Can I come sleep with you? I’m scared…”
I could hear that in my niece’s voice and while I was not too keen to share my bed, I had no heart to turn her away. My bed was not wide enough for two adults, but as she crawled into my lap, we had plenty of space.
“I miss daddy…” Brooke sobbed.
“I know dear…”
“Daddy always kept me safe when mommy was at work…” A sound of lightning made Brooke flinch.
“Don’t worry, I’ll keep you safe.” I hugged her tight and eventually we fell asleep like that.
“Can I come and sleep with you?” Brooke was standing in my doorway with her pillow again next evening. Tonight, she was wearing a two-piece nightie which had a loose short top showing two tiny bump and shorts type of pants.
“I’m not sure if…” I started but Brooke interrupted me.
“I miss dad. I miss mom. I’m so lonely…” The sad puppy eyes finished her already miserable look. I gave in, lifted my blanket and let smiling Brooke climb into my lap.
When I woke up horror hit me. My hand hugging Brooke had slipped into her loose top and was now over her tiny breasts. Carefully, not to wake her, I moved it to the safe region of her stomach. She didn’t seem to notice and I sighed in relief.
Every night from there on Brooke wanted to sleep in my bed and suddenly week had gone like that. Like with her stomach aches, once I failed to tell my sister after the first time, it became almost impossible to tell later. I had again fallen asleep with Brooke on my lap. I woke up to someone speaking.
“Oh, daddy…” It took moment for me to realize that Brooke was moaning in my lap.
“Oh, daddy…” When she moaned again, I realized that my hand hugging her had slipped between her legs and she was rubbing against it. I was not sure what to do and stayed still. Brooke’s hips moved as she rubbed her pussy through her shorts into my hand. She kept moaning about her daddy. This was strange and got even worse: my dick started to wake up. Brooke sighed in disappointment as I slowly pulled my hand away but she didn’t seem to wake up. Unlike my dick, which was now fully ready for action.
I was a relatively heavy sleeper and had few full nights of rest before I woke in the middle of the night again. I was not sure what had woken me, but I almost immediately noticed the waistband pushing my wrist and that my fingers were touching something soft and wet.
“Oh, daddy…” Brooke moaned in her sleep.
How on earth had my hand slipped into her shorts? Was I this horny after few weeks of abstinence? Answers were irrelevant: I had to get my hand away from her pants or I would be in big trouble. I moved my wrist to get my hand some room to move under the waistband. Just at that moment Brooke moved her hips; I felt my middle finger sink into her crack and enter her. She pushed her hips forward, making my finger disappear into her fully.
“Mmmm… Daddy… Just like that…” Brooke moaned sleepily as she fucked herself with my finger. I didn’t know what to do. I knew I should pull my hand away but I just couldn’t. My niece’s hips worked as she used my finger for her pleasure. I stayed still for several minutes until Brooke made a satisfied moan and stop. I waited for a long while to make sure Brooke was sleeping before carefully pulling my hand away.
I had totally forgot that night. Few days later I was shaving in the morning. My nose couldn’t be fooled: my finger smelled like a pussy. It seemed that I hadn’t woken up and Brooke had been using my hand again. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t tell my sister: I had been sleeping with her daughter for weeks already. My actions would be too hard to explain. The thing spun around in my head but I couldn’t seem to get handle of it.
To say that I was anxious on going to sleep with Brooke that night was an understatement. And all the nights I had woken up, it had happened in the first hours of sleeping. I decided to fake sleeping. It took Brooke some time to relax and I’m certain that she felt asleep. After a long time, I felt her relaxed body start to stiffen. She was waking up. I continued faking sleep as she wiggled little in my lap. Her hand reached for mine. I kept it suitably relaxed as Brooke moved it. Her other hand lifted the waistband, while she guided my hand to her pussy. She pressed my middle finger into her slit before taking her hand away. I felt the waistband tighten on my wrist. Then Brooke was still for a long moment. When she seemed to be certain that I was still sound asleep, she shifted her position. My finger pushed into her slit and her hips started working.
“Brooke, I know you are awake.” I tried to keep my voice both stern and gentle.
Brooke froze. There was a silence for few long seconds and then she burst out crying. I withdrew my hand from her pants. Brooke was crying almost hysterically.
“Hey. Hey. It’s not so bad…”
“You don’t understand.” She managed to get out between the bursts of sobbing. “I miss dad. I miss dad so bad…”
“Oh!” Suddenly it all clicked into place. Her moans, her actions. I turned her to face me. “You did this with your dad?”
“Yes. But… Please… Don’t tell mom! She cannot know!”
“I won’t.”
“Thank you!” Brooke seemed to calm down. She dried her eyes.
“What did you guys… How did it get started?”
“We’ve always slept naked. Me and dad. It’s been our secret. I loved how he held me and caressed me. Then we made more secrets. He taught me how to kiss. Next how to give special kisses. I loved it when he gave special kisses to my pussy. He taught me how to give a special kiss to his dick.” Brooke looked sheepish. “Suck him. Then we started having sex. I love it. It makes me feel special.”
“How many times have you…” I couldn’t quite believe this. Brooke was so young.
“Every night and morning when mommy was working. Sometimes at night if one of us woke up. On mommy’s free days we tried to find a time for a quickie but couldn’t always. Maybe ten times a week…” Somehow it seemed to help that Brooke could finally confess this to someone.
“How long have you been doing this?”
“We have been kissing and doing special kisses as long as I can remember. I think I was six when we started to have sex properly.”
Holy fuck! If this was true, Brooke had sex with her dad over two thousand times. Hell, she had more experience in sex than I did and she was only 10-years-old. Listening to this -while everything in me screamed this was wrong- had made me hard. My arousal seemed to show on my face too.
“I was hoping…” Brooke sat up and pulled her top off, revealing her tiny tits. Then she wiggled out of her bottom letting me see her hairless little girl pussy. One that her father had fucked over 2000 times. “Maybe we could have some secrets?”
I stared at her naked body in a stunned silence. This was not the turn I had expected the story to take. Brooke took my silence as agreement: she climbed on top of me and pushed her hand into my pants.
“Oh!” Her voice sounded pleasantly surprised as her hand caught my hard dick.
“Brooke…” I didn’t know if I was begging for her to stop or to continue, but she just sat on my dick.
“Ooo… You’re huge.” One third of my quite big dick had sunk into Brooke’s hairless preteen pussy. I watched in front row seat as she rode it, with her face distorted by pleasure. “I’ve needed this so bad…”
“Maybe…” Her pussy was like a tight wet velvet glove around my dick. I could hardly get the words out “We can have a secret…”
“I’m very good at secrets…” Brooke moaned. She leaned down and kissed me. Her hungry tongue met mine. Her hands wrapped around my head, locking us into the kiss. I let my hands feel her back and slowly land onto her butt. As they did, she picked up pace.
“This is good. So good…” She was moaning, looking me in the eyes. “Is it OK if I cum?”
“Sure!” I was not far behind but wanted to see what else she had on her mind.
“Fuck, fuck, FUUUCK!” Brooke screamed loudly, making me happy that the thick wall prevented our neighbors hearing the preteen orgasming on my dick. She collapsed on top of me, breathing heavily. I was partially inside her, but stayed still, only caressing her.
“Thank you. I really needed that. But…” Brooke lifted her head that had been laying on my chest. “You’re so big I can’t yet get you in my pussy. Want to put in my butt?”
“What?” Did my 10-year-old niece just offer me anal sex?
“You’re much bigger than daddy.” Brooke rolled off me and put both her hands around my dick. There was still a good amount of my dick visible. “But I think I can take you in my butt…”
“We can try…”
“I’ll go get baby oil!” Brooke bounced off the bed like taking my monster into her little butt would be the best thing ever. Moments later she returned with a towel.
“This might get little messy…” She laid the towel on the bed. Then she poured oil on her hands and started to rub it on my dick. If I wouldn’t have known what was coming next, I would have exploded right there. When she was satisfied, she laid down on the towel and pulled her knees up. “Once I can get you in, we can try other positions. But now I’d like to take it the easy way…”
Brooke spread her legs little and pushed her knees to her sides. Her hairless pussy opened a bit as did her little asshole. I moved on top. Placing the head right on my niece’s rear entry, I pushed.
“Fuck. It’s so big!” Brooke gasped as the head stretched her entry. “Push hard.”
“FUUUCK!” Brooke screamed as I leaned on my dick, making in steadily sink deeper. It was not a scream of pain and I kept pushing. “Fuck, fuck, fuck…”
“Your ass is…” Pleasure I was getting was heavenly.
“I can feel you deep in my stomach…” Brooke gasped when I was finally in. “Can you pull out and do it again?”
“Sure…” Entering that preteen hole had been one of my best sex experiences. I surely wouldn’t refuse doing it again.
“FUUCK! YES, YES, YES!” Brooke screamed again as I pushed deep into her. “Again!”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” She no longer screamed the third time I entered her. I decided to start fucking her. “Yes. Oh… Yes!”
“Fuck, Brooke!” Her tight 10-year-old ass was the best thing I’d ever fucked. I was still going slowly and it seems that Brooke was already about to explode.
“Fuck. You’re ripping me apart. I’m dying in pleasure…” I started fucking her harder, pushing her legs tightly to the bed with my hands and using every bit of my monster dick to fuck her preteen hole.
“I’m going to cum. Brooke, I’m going to cum in your butt…”
“Cum, uncle Fred. Cum into my butt.” Her words made me fuck her faster and twice as rough as before. “FUUUCK!”
Brooke’s ass became even tighter as she came. I fucked her with my dick staying deep in her.
“Here… Cums…” Climaxing Brooke was impossibly tight when I shot my load into her ass.
That night had been almost two months ago. Now I was the lucky guy who got to fuck Brooke ten times a week. She was insatiable and all her sadness was gone. It was bed time, which meant a long fuck. I was laying in my bed, watching Brooke’s tight little ass move up and down as she rode me in the reverse cowgirl style. She had been working hard and could already take me fully in her pussy.
“Yeah… Oh… Yeah… I’m so close…” Brooke was moaning. My full concentration was on Brooke’s winking asshole, which I was planning to fuck next.
“Well… She seems to be enjoying herself!”
“Mom?” My sister’s voice registered to my brain only when Brooke stopped riding. My face probably reflected the horror I felt.
“You better satisfy my daughter, brother. You can’t leave a young lady hanging…” My sister smiled to me.
“Mom?” Brooke was still puzzled.
“I suspected you and daddy had something going on. But you were so happy, that I didn’t dig any deeper. Now that you started to be super happy again, I got suspicious. Then I noticed that the baby oil had stated to disappear…” My sister looked at me. “After I close the door, I want to hear my daughter cumming. After that you two get dressed and we talk about the future.“