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To say that Adam disliked his sister-in-law was an understatement, Trish somehow grated against nearly every nerve he had. She was loud, rude, entitled… and stunningly beautiful. Adam would be lying to himself if he said that he didn’t want to fuck her brains out. The fact he despised her just turned her more into a sex object for him. The worse part was Trish knew he wanted to fuck her and secretly teased the shit out of him, even around her sister. Poor Tammy had no clue of either her husband’s or her sister’s true feelings. And then there was Erica to contend with, Trish’s daughter.
Erica was a mini version of Trish in almost every way. She too was loud and annoying, entitled and rude. But somehow the six year old didn’t bother Adam like her mom did, maybe it was the lack of suppressed sexual tension. Whatever the reason, Adam enjoyed hanging out with the cute little redhead. But there were times even Erica got under his skin, usually because Trish got there first. And today was one of those days.
It was the assumption that Adam would watch Erica while the sister’s went out shopping, that was what festered on his mind right now. Unfortunately Trish and Tammy were already gone, so Erica bore the focus of his festering anger. He kept his cool though, his exterior a façade of calmness and patience. But inside, with every little thing Erica did, his mind ranted how this was all Trish's doing. He began fantasizing how he would sexually abuse Trish if given the chance. Making her choke on his cum as he dumped a load down her throat. Ripping her ridiculously overpriced satin top off to expose those huge tits, then making her fuck his cock with them. Jamming his rod into her holes, while pushing her face into the couch cushion. His fantasies began to take more twisted turns as he imagined encouraging Tammy to hold Trish down by sitting on her face, making her sister eat her box while he pumped load after load into her guts. The incest angle was really revving his engine, he could feel his dick bloating. He tried to calm himself down by concentrating on Erica. It was then he noticed she was staring at him, more accurately she was staring at his crotch. He glanced down and saw the raised lump in his sweatpants, so much for the façade he was putting up. He looked back to Erica, her eyes had raised to meet his. There was a mischievous twinkle in them. A hint of a smile also adorned her face, it was a look he had seen on Trish's face many times. A jolt of anger shot though his body, mixed with his enraged libido caused his cock to flex to rock hardness. Erica’s eyes snapped to his pants and widened, the smile grew a little more pronounced. She was sitting on the loveseat across from him, her knees turned slightly in a side saddle position. He noticed her legs began to shift and move as if she were trying to hold back a pee, her calves and thighs sliding against each other ever so slightly. He instantly recognized the sign of arousal, his heart began jackhammering in his chest upon realizing his niece might not be as innocent as he thought, she just might be a sexual creature. His brain started to panic, at least the logical side did. The recently activated and urgently demanding satisfaction side where his libido resides cut through the sputtering panic of the logical part. It saw opportunities, not problems. It saw his niece as an outlet to sexual desires, not as the little child as he had before. Then there was boiling urge to hate fuck his sister-in-law, his lust saw catharsis in the small, beautiful, redheaded waif in front of him. Her daughter would do nicely as a substitute, very nicely. A smile similar to hers began to curl the side of his lip.
The silence between them was broken by a question from her. Erica wanted to know what it was, eyeing his lump. The tone of her voice suggested she already knew the answer, it was a tone used by Trish when she teases him. The logical side of his brain shut right the fuck up when he heard this tone, whatever filter he normally used to keep from answering inappropriately was instantly shut off. In a flat and factual voice he told her it was his cock. Not his penis, not a wee wee, not a willie, but a hard “C" cock. Erica’s eyes lit up at the adult word, her legs and hips shifted slightly as the smile turned to a smirk for a second. She asked “A whaa?” in that familiar leading tone Trish loved to use. He reiterated his answer, shortening it to the single word, “Cock.” He also set his hand onto his hard member, loosely grabbing his engorged meat to emphasize his answer. Erica’s smile faltered for a second, a fleeting look of childish ignorance flashed across her face, then she forced the smile back onto her face. Adam could tell her smile was fake, he had seen it many times before on her mother. Seeing that smile caused his hand to move to his waistband and push the front of his sweats down enough to free the beast.
Erica let out an audible gasp before covering her mouth with her hand to shut herself up. Her saucer eyes said it all though, he had called her bluff and showed her something she wasn’t expecting. She had seen boy’s dicks before, hard even, but not an adults hard cock. Big, red, and angry was all she could think of to mentally describe what she was seeing. A twinging, tingling feeling had been in her crotch since she noticed his bulge, she often got it when peeking at boys. But it was stronger when she looked at Adam’s bulge, and it got stronger still when he said Cock and grabbed it. But when he exposed it to her, a bolt of energy seemed to jolt from her crotch through her lower abdomen, it made her heart hit extremely hard in her chest. Her lungs seemed to gasp on their own, she had to cover her mouth because she felt more strange noises boiling in her throat.
Adam waggled his cock at her with a leering sneer, he was loving her reaction. If only her mother would react the same way when he showed her his cock, highly doubtful though. Trish had seen plenty of dicks and was jaded enough to feign being unimpressed even if she was shocked. Erica’s youth and naivety was far more preferable right now anyway. He issued a command to her, ‘Suck It!’. It was like he slapped her face, she jolted and her hand dropped. Her mouth hung open and a dumbfounded look hung in her eyes. She was looking more at his face when he spoke, her eyes fixed on his. Then her eyes and head tilted down to his cock, he could see her pupils dilate as she took in a slow, deep breath. He was about to repeat his command when she began to slowly slide off the couch. Erica knelt down to the floor and began to crawl her way over to him, a zombie like stare fixated on his cock. Adam could sense this was a primal instinct, crawling to indicate submissive willingness.
Erica felt like someone had hit her electricity when Adam told her to suck his dick. Boys had told her that before and she had just laughed them off. Maybe a tingle or something from the encounter but not the body jarring jolt she felt from Adam. It was like her brain switched off, no thoughts, no fear, no panic, just the chilling afterglow of the electric jolt and the words ‘Suck It’ reverberating in her head. Her eyes drifted down to his cock, absent-mindedly drinking in the size and shape. Her mouth began to moisten as she drank in the sight, she felt her butt move slightly forward in the seat. Suddenly the thought ‘Oh gawd am I gonna do this?’ popped into her head as she slowly slid out of the seat. ‘I’m gonna do it! Oh fuck I’m really gonna do this!’ echoed in her head as she got down on all fours and crawled over towards him. The whole time her body seemed to move on its own. As she neared him the echo in her head faded, and a buzzing fuzz seemed to take its place. She felt giddy and spooked at the same time, a throbbing seemed to emanate from her crotch and lower guts. Her panties felt moist as did her upper thighs, almost like she had pissed a little even though she knew she hadn’t. Her heart felt odd, it was beating hard and irregularly, like it was jumping in her chest. At the same time she felt a fluttery feeling in her stomach and lungs, it made her breathing heavy and shaky. Her face felt hot, her cheeks especially, as did her neck and chest. For a fleeting second she wondered if her cheeks matched her hair yet, and felt them get even hotter with embarrassment. But that second passed ad she focused on the red member right in front of her, she was close enough now that she could lean in and… What exactly was she supposed to do?
Adam was silent as the little redhead crawled up to him, he could see her cheeks blushing red as she neared. He watched that red patch bloom down to her neck and probably further, her shirt blocked his view. She took a kneeling position in front of him, between his thighs about halfway, her eyes still locked on his rock hard dick. Then he saw a flash of questioning in her eyes, he realized she had no plan of attack. The logical side of his brain shouted from the bench that of course she had no plan, she was six and completely inexperienced. The Hail-Mary attempt backfired, instead of deterring his carnal side it enflamed it. Adam reached his hand out and ran his fingers through Erica’s copper colored hair. He felt her shudder under his touch, her lips quivered and a slight ‘how' escaped them. He shushed her and gently cupped her head, his fingers wrapped around the back and laced in her ginger hair. He ever so slightly guided her head forward, coaxing her lips closer to his angry tip. He pushed his cock forward at the same time closing the gap even faster, within seconds he could feel her breath on his dick. Erica’s eyes crossed as she tried to focus on the tip, her lips opening slightly then closing before opening again. He stopped with just a tiny gap between his engorged meat and her virgin lips, he relaxed his hand and made it apparent she would have to close the gap herself. Her eyes flickered to his in an almost pleading way, he couldn’t tell if she wanted to stop or for him to force her to continue. She could feel he wasn’t holding her head, if she wanted she could easily moved out of his grasp right now. He reasoned that since she had this opportunity and wasn’t taking it, then she must want him to ‘take her’. The stale mate held for a few minutes.
Erica’s lips quivered then began to part, her nose rose slightly as her jaw dropped. Her eyes were tentative on his cock, for a second she looked almost ready to abort, then she pushed her face forward and made contact with his cock. Her lips surrounded his helmet, her top lip slipping over the flare of his glands and resting on his shaft. He could feel her teeth scraping the top and underside of his cock, a sweet and delicious pain in contrast to the wet furnace of her mouth. Her tongue touched the tip, just under his piss hole, a slight tickle before she retreated it. Adam groaned for her to keep using her tongue, Erica gave a small muffled scoff but complied. Her little tongue darted around his tip, lightly tasting his skin. Her eyes were a mix of sour dislike of the taste and curious intrigue at the texture and feel. The sour look soon disappeared as she got use to it, only the bright look of curiosity remained. Adam was enjoying the girl’s expressions and exploration, but the nasty side of him wanted more than this from her. He asked Erica if she remembered his command. The girl stopped, cock still in mouth, her eyes flickering around as she tried to figure out what he was talking about. The he saw the look of ‘OH right!’ in her eyes, a second later her cheeks caved in as she sucked hard on his tip. Adam’s toes curled at the hot vacuum now surrounding his dick head. In an attempt to maximize his pleasure Adam grasped her head and guided his cock in and out of her sucking lips. He coached her to breath through her nose. Erica quickly caught on to the motion and began bobbing her head. He tried to coax her to take more of him into her mouth, she resisted when he had half of it in and was tapping her uvula. Surprisingly Erica didn’t gag. A thought flashed into his head, one that made his balls pull up and his body act before he really processed it. His grip tightened on her head as he gave it a good solid pull. His cock slammed into the back of her mouth and deflected downward, into her throat just as his balls erupted. His first jet of cum coated her throat, Erica was in a slight panic at his sudden oral assault, a spasm of coughs hit her body. Adam didn’t relent as he continued to cum down her throat, her arms and hands flailing and slapping at his body. He pumped his full load down her gullet, giving her stomach a decent amount to digest. But he didn’t pull out immediately as his orgasm waned. He told Erica to relax and get use to having her throat used this way, it was a talent few women actually had. Erica’s arms and hands stopped flailing when she heard his words, her eyes went from being panicked to a cautious curiosity as she realized it wasn’t that bad to have her throat full. She began to relax and control her breathing through her nose. It was wonderful for Adam to see the change happening to her right before his eyes. Erica was becoming his toy to use.
He held in her throat for a short while, cupping her face and stroking her silky red hair. Erica had visibly relaxed, her eyes now slightly droopy, her breathing slow and rhythmic. He cooed praises to her about her new found ability, calling it a super power that other women would do anything for. Erica soaked the praise in, she loved hearing she was special. During this whole time his cock had barely gone down, he was too damn excited. She could feel the throb of his heart in her throat through his meat, each thump seemed to reverberate through her guts and into her kitty. It made her kitty tingle and throb in response, a need… no a craving was developing there. Her left hand went to her throat to see if she could feel the rod inside, her right subconsciously moved down to her midriff. Adam watched the little get a strange look in her eyes, a pleading discontentment that made him think she might of have enough. He slowly began to withdraw his cock, he watched her left hand follow it up her throat until he exited it. He lingered in her mouth for a moment, contemplating jamming it back down one more time. But he decided against it and pulled her head off his tip, her lips forming around it and ending in a kiss as he cleared her mouth. Erica seemed to melt down slightly, her thighs squeezing tightly as her right hand cupped her crotch. Some barely perceptible words escaped her lips, ‘Can you help? My kitty feels funny.’. Her eyes pleading, her body quivering, Adam didn’t have a chance in hell at stopping now even if he wanted to.
“It’s because your kitty is jealous of your throat. It wants to swallow my cock too so it can grow up into a pussy.” Adam said in a husky voice.
“How?” came her response, barely a whisper to his ears. Erica’s eyes gave his cock an uncertain look. “It’s so big.” Her nose crinkled slightly as she said big, and her right hand pressed against her pussy too.
“Just take those shorts and panties off and I’ll take care of the rest, don’t you worry.” his voice was silky and seductive as he coaxed his niece to strip naked so he could try to fuck her. Erica gave him a small nod and rose to her feet. In a swift and smooth motion she pushed her shorts and undies down, letting them fall to the ground before she slipped her feet out of them. Adam motioned for the shirt to come off as well, she obligated. He drank in her incredibly pale skin, her puffy pussy lips that formed a V, and her tiny body. Without another word he got up and scooped her into his arms. Erica gave a surprised ‘oh’ at being picked up. He took her to the loveseat she had been sitting in and laid her down on the cushion so her body was on the cushion and just her head was against the backrest. Her pussy hung just off the edge of the cushion, her legs just long enough to reach the floor and support her awkward position. She shot him a questioning look as he knelt down in front of her and pushed her knees apart, even with her inexperience she could tell he wasn’t in a position to put his dick in her. He was too far away. Then Adam leaned forward, his head bending down towards her pussy. She held her breath as his hand ran up her legs and thighs, his head closing in on her little kitty. Erica’s heart hammered harder and harder, her kitty pulsed in time with her heart. She let out a shaky exhale when she felt his hot breath hit her skin, his fingers lightly running over her slit. Her whole body seemed jittery in anticipation of what was going to happen. His face inched closer to her crotch, Erica let out a small whimper when she felt his breath brush against her sensitive pussy. Her whole body quivered with nerves and excitement, she could feel gooseflesh rising all over. Adam hovered his face next to her diminutive pussy, his eyes meeting hers as he looked up her body. Erica’s eyes widened and her breath caught in her chest when she saw the impending intent in his eyes, she knew right then that he was going to attack her with his mouth. A split second later he clamped his mouth over her pussy and hummed his satisfaction. Erica’s body jerked, her thighs clamped down and a hard rush of air escaped her in the sound of an ‘ahh' that rose in pitch.
Adam gave her whole pussy a good suck with his mouth, bringing the ‘ahh' from her. Then he began digging between her lips with his tongue, savoring the young flavor. He loved munching box. Erica’s hips were soon involuntarily moving, undulating up and down off the couch. Whimpers and whines constantly emitted from her lips. A look of false agony on her face as her brain was rocked with surprising pleasure. To her, his tongue felt like an electric prod that sent jolts through her core. She felt like she was on a rising hill like on a roller coaster, only she had no idea where the peak was. She was growing afraid of these sensations, of that looming peak. She instinctively knew nothing would be the same if she topped that peak, she craved and feared this horizon.
Adam could see the conflict brewing in the girl’s eyes, he wasn’t about to let his Trish surrogate go. He latched on to her pussy with some suction again, sucking all thought from her brain. He could tell by the way she flopped back slightly and jerked her hips at him that she wasn’t coherent. Now that he had her lit up it was time to warp her mind. He blasted her little clit with his tongue, darting the tip around the tiny hard nub in a relentless attack. Erica began babbling jibberish as her arms flailed about like she was having a seizure. Her hips twitched hard, smacking his mouth with some force, and caused his tongue to jam harder against her. He continued his attack as best he could under the conditions, he rode her violent hip movements loosing contact occasionally.
While she was flopping around like a fish, Adam decided to test her hole. He lowered a finger to her opening and pushed into it. His slipped in fairly easy, it wasn’t until he was to the first knuckle that it dawned on him… no hymen? He pushed a little more bringing a wicked set of hip pumps from Erica. She seemed to be out of body at the moment, her reactions to his invading finger a pure bodily response. Taking his mouth off her pulsing pussy, he concentrated on keeping his finger in her bucking slot. He felt his digit pushing in and out her tight tunnel, judging from how restrictive it was on his finger he knew it was going to be an incredibly snug fit for his cock. Adam spit on his hand and slimed up his helmet, pulling his finger out it was time to conquer his niece.
Pushing her knees back to her chest, Adam lined his cock up with her quivering cunt. He was huge against her six year old slit, he splayed her lips open with the tip. Erica was still out of it, her eyes were unfocused and distant. He mashed his tip against her clit, making her jump and wince slightly. Then he swiped his tip down her slit until he felt her hole socket up to the end. Her eyes shifted and slightly focused on his face, a questioning quality to them. Then reality crashed into those eyes, they went wide and a panicked surprise overtook the questioning, they silently said ‘no no no'. At that moment Adam pressed his hips forward in a strong, steady stroke. His fat helmet split her lips open wide and disappeared into her immature hole. A hot, skin tight, velvety glove encased his cockhead, almost like a sausage casing. Erica’s eyes grew even wider as he pushed into her, her head tossing back as a lung emptying exhale mixed with a guttural wail. The skin on her chest and neck grew bright crimson and the cords stood our underneath. Her legs attempted to lower and her hips raised, a vain attempt to dislodge the invader. Adam just grabbed her legs and pressed his hips forward to chase her pussy, digging in deeper. It was like plowing through hot jello in a way, he could feel his cockhead slicing through her. Then suddenly he hit major resistance, a flesh wall. He had filled her up completely. Erica let out a hard huff when he bottomed out in her pussy, it felt like a baseball bat was stuffed inside her and knocking on her guts. She also gave a quiver like she had been shocked by electricity across her whole body, he couldn’t see it but her eyes rolled back momentarily. She had no way to understand let alone process the experience she was having, her mind was white with an overload of sensations.
He watched her body spasm when he bottomed out, her arms flailing slightly and her little fists clenching tightly. Strange noises emanated from her throat that at ranged from pained whines to grunts and growls of endurance. Her pussy smashed down around his cock like it was trying to expel or milk him. He held there for a moment savoring the feeling, then slid his cock back until he felt her tight lips snap over the tip. Erica took a quick and relieved breath, her arched back dropping to the couch and her stomach heaving. The reprieve was extremely brief, Adam jammed his hips forward breaking her canal open again. Erica let a low whomph of air and curled her gut like he had just punched her, which he did internally into her babymaker. Explosive sparks flew in front of her eyes and bright pain mixed with a strange pleasure racked her insides. She felt like she was screaming but only shadows of these sounds clawed out of her mouth. Her mind literally spun, reeling from the experience of being filled with adult cock. A part of her mind was immediately warped, knowing there was nothing in her short life that compared with what Adam was doing to her, it was already craving his approval.
He began to saw into her guts, knocking repeatedly on her back wall. Erica let out guttural huffs every time he banged into her. Her head remained tossed back, jostling against the armrest. He watched her breathing begin to even out and then grow deeper and heavier. The painful whines and grunts faded, replaced by more neutral and enduring noises. Occasionally something that sounded like pleasure came out, but for the most part Erica just seemed to be enduring his constant thrusts. Sensing she had regained some of her wits Adam decided it was time for her to learn a few things.
“Look at me.” He told her in a firm but soft tone. Erica didn’t respond, her head still laid back. “Look at me.” He said again with a little more menace to his voice, thrusting into her as he said look. Erica raised her head, it wavered as if she were drunk, her eyes slowly focusing on his. He stayed sunk in her, almost bottomed out as he spoke. “You feel that?” he rhetorically asked flexing his steel hard cock inside her. Erica widened her eyes as he flexed, nodding almost imperceptibly. He reached out and lightly stoked her red hair in a loving move as he spoke. “That is an adult cock filling you up completely,” she nudged her head slightly towards his hand and he stroked her, hoping for more soothing efforts, “and this is an adult cock hitting your cervix.” He jammed fully into her, knocking against her wall. Erica’s face withered, her eyes closing slightly and her lips forming a quivering pout. “Feel special! Girls rarely get to feel a cock hitting so deep, especially at your age.” His words had an effect, her face softened and her eyes slowly opened with flickerings of doubt in them. “Your gonna end up craving this feeling and I’m gonna satisfy it.” He began stroking into her again at a slow and leisurely pace, thumping into her guts with each stroke. Erica huffed in time with his thumps, her eyes flickering up and down as he sawed into her. Her quivering pout began to devolve into a more agape plead. “I’m gonna fuck your pussy every chance I get, dump load after load into your cunny, and bust that ass open to boot.” Adam laid out his demented, on the spot, plans for his soon to be sex toy, his surrogate for her bitch mom. “I’m gonna keep cumming in you and you’re going to crave my cock.” He pumped faster and faster feeling his nuts getting ready to let loose, talking nasty to his niece was putting him over the edge. Erica just nodded to his insane edicts, not really absorbing the depravity she was agreeing too. “And when you get old enough I’m gonna put a baby in here!” he jammed in and held as he prepared to bust. Erica’s eyes lit up, not because of his move but because of a single word he said… baby.
Erica was slightly baby crazy, as most young girls are, but until now she hadn’t put together how they were made. Hearing Adam tell her he was going to give her one, while sawing in her pussy and knocking against her insides, something finally clicked. A revelation that this was how a girl got a baby washed over her like a tidal wave. Her whole body began to quake and quiver as that immense roller coaster peak she feared before rocketed past. A rolling sensation overtook her body and her mind seemed to stop working. Her consciousness seemed to rocket off into the ether, disconnecting for reality. As her first kiddy orgasm rocked her body and brain, her pussy went spasmodic on Adam’s cock, milking the impending cum from him for all it was worth.
Adam could only growl as the inside of her pussy went wild, his nuts opening up full force. He squirted like a firehouse inside her tight canal, he managed to pull back slightly to make room for the load. That small space was instantly filled though and he could feel his spunk pushing around his cockhead. He looked down to see sputters of cum oozing out around his buried shaft. He pulled out some more until just the tip was in her hole, shooting more of his load into his niece. In a matter of seconds her tunnel was completely filled and began pushing the large load out around his tip. He pulled out and let a glob ooze down her used lips, her hole snapping shut at the same. Her hole flexed open slightly and more of his pearly cum came flowing out. The sight of her creampie made his nuts fire one more volley, a small glob spat out onto her white mons and trailed down to her red, swollen lips. Erica arched her back and let out a high pitched squelch, tossing her head back at the same time. She sounded almost like a wounded animal. Then she completely collapsed, her whole body slumping onto the couch like a ragdoll. Her arm lulled off the side and hung limp over the edge of the couch, her clenching fist slowly relaxing. A dazed look was on her face, astonished eyes searched for his drunkenly. She locked eyes with him and a faint smile began to grow on her face. He knew right then he had her hooked for life.
Trish burst through the door exclaiming they had the best of time. It was code for her and Tammy racking up a bill on his card, meant to infuriate him. When she didn’t hear the usual response of “how much did you spend?” she turned and looked at Adam. He was sitting serenely on the couch with Erica cozied up next to him, spooning her body against his side. He looked at her an nodded, not a lick of anger on his face. Trish was instantly furious internally, the satisfaction she craved denied. With her mood soured Trish declared that she and Erica had other things to do. Erica bashfully asked her mom “what thing?” while cuddling up to Adam even closer. The nonverbal signal that she didn’t want go was lost on her mother, Trish just shot her a dour look that demanded compliance. Erica looked up at Adam with puppy dog eyes, he gave her a small nod indicating she should go with her mom. The morose girl got up and followed her stewing mother out the door. Erica shot him a forlorn look at the door, missing him already. He quietly adjusted his spent cock and nodded at her again, she grew a faint smile as her eyes flickered to his crotch. A sharp call from Trish to ‘Come On!’ made Erica finally move though the door and out of sight.
He turned his attention back to Tammy after his sex toy left, a strange smile was on her face. He nervously asked her ‘What?’ knowing something was on her mind. “Oh, I’m just glad you didn’t take her bait, Trish does that shit on purpose you know?” she said casually, the strange look still on her face. He gave her a nervous laugh and nodded, he knew his wife well enough to know that statement wasn’t the end of it. “So… Does the reason you’re so agreeable have something to do with why the room reeks of sex?” she asked with the same tone as if she were asking about something mundane, with a hint of amusement even. He stood there in stunned silence, his mind pinwheeling for a response. Then next questions floored his brain. “Did you taste her? Does she taste good?” The inquisitive and playful tone in her quiet voice had a hint of desire, her eyes flashed with eagerness. He was completely speechless, all he could do was nod slightly to her question as he reevaluated how well he knew his wife. “Mmm,” Tammy responded to his nod, she visibly swallowed and lowered her head, her eyes shifting around the room turning her head slightly as she rubbed her thumb and fingers together on one hand. He recognized the hand gesture as a sign of her deep thought, an unconscious tick she did when she was really mulling something over. “We might have to invite Erica over to stay the night…” she shot him a sly side eye from her slightly profile face, a small smirk appearing on her lips, “or maybe a weekend even.”