Annie Cries Uncle and an Apricot for Daddy

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Annie Cries Uncle and an Apricot for DaddyAnnie Cries Uncle and an Apricot for DaddyByJack Evermore“What the fuck, Uncle Mike! Really!” My niece shook the discovered pencil cam in my face.“Er, ah, sorry, Annie.”“Sorry, sorry for spying on us with this?”I had concealed it in the ceiling vent of my stepdaughter’s room, giving me a perfect view of her bed and everything that happened on it.“I was afraid that Erin was doing d**gs.”I had a carefully crafted excuse at the ready. What parent doesn’t worry about their k** experimenting with d**gs?“d**gs, really? That’s just so lame.”“What about the bong she keeps hidden inside her left calf-length black leather boot, is that lame?”“I don’t know anything about a bong.” She tried to sound convincing, but the doubt in her voice made me smile as she realized that I had her.“I have video of all you using it.”“But we always smoke with the lights off.”“That cam is night-vision certified,” I smirked.A good offense always wins. I was glad to have some evidence to dissuade her from showing the cam to my wife, Kate. Erin’s three cousins had been staying with us for the past week, the oldest of them; Annie had spotted the camera only a few short minutes earlier while brushing her shoulder length summer brown hair. She noted a strange reflection in the mirror as the sun shone through Erin’s bedroom room window at just the right angle to reveal a glint from the vent. “You can’t tell anyone, I mean, what would it look like?” Annie now sounded a bit desperate. “Oh Annie, I don’t want to tell anyone. My only concern is a d**g free future for all of you.” I tried to come off like a caring adult, but kept imagining Annie’s puffy nipples under her t-shirt. I didn’t have to imagine too hard since I had watched her and her sister, Lexi, stripping one another the previous afternoon as they engaged in playful wrestling match on my stepdaughter’s bed. I sat amazed before my monitor, stroking my cock vigorously as they stripped each other of the bikinis they wore. Annie eventually ended up on top of Lexi’s face forcing her to lick her sweet little pussy. Lexi didn’t seem to mind her defeat as she grasped Annie’s firm ass cheeks and lapped until Annie arched her back and shook violently, obviously cumming into Lexi’s eager mouth. I felt myself getting hard again at the memory.“Looks like you have something other than d**gs on your mind right now, Uncle Mike.” Annie was staring at the bulge growing beneath my pajama bottoms. Kate was at work and Erin had taken Megan shopping, which left Lexi the only person unaccounted kurtköy escort for. Annie had confronted me as I stood at the stove trying to make an omelet that was quickly turning into a congealed mass of burnt cheese, peppers, and ham.“A man can’t always control his body.”“But a woman can.”“I, er, don’t think that would be appropriate.”“But you jerking off to me is appropriate?”“You don’t know who I jerk off to.”“Your cock is telling a different story.” She walked up, stuck her hand beneath the elastic band of my pajamas, and grabbed my throbbing member. “I’m 19; don’t you think I know how to handle a cock?”“No, er, um, you seem to know exactly how to handle a cock.” I closed my eyes and stood still as she stroked me with the expertise of a massage-parlor veteran.“I see that you like my handy work.”She was flat against me working my cock, her lips only a fraction of inch from mine, her young firm breasts beneath t-shirt pressed against my naked, hairy chest, her long, toned legs entangled with mine. “I can’t…” I could barely speak.“Can’t what?” She giggled.“Lexi could walk in on us any minute.”“OMG!” Lexi came in as if on cue. She was Annie’s younger sister by a year. She covered her mouth when she saw that her sister’s wrist disappeared beneath the fabric of my bottoms.“Don’t be such a bitch, Lex, get over here, and help me.”“Ohhh, he is thick! Erin wasn’t k**ding.” Lexi said as she grasped her share of my swollen eight inches.“Shut-up, Lex, you have such a big mouth.” Annie tried to put the genie back into the bottle, but it was too late.“Erin talked about my dick?” The thought of my stepdaughter discussing my cock went right to core of me.“Like it’s a big secret that Erin has been checking him out all these years.” Lexi spoke as if I wasn’t even there looking at her older sister ready to start another fight, all the while repeating firm steady strokes up and down the shaft of my cock.“You’re just dying for another beat down, Lexi.”“Now girls, it doesn’t matter what Erin said.” I tried to deescalate the situation with a soothing tone, my head spinning with the thought of Erin secretly checking me out, but the cousins were having none of it.“You got lucky yesterday.”“Lucky my ass, bitch.”“Uncle Mike will referee, winner takes all.”“Now wait a minute.” I tried to stop them, but they had already released my cock and were eying one another.“Not here, back on Erin’s bed.” Annie said.“You can’t.” I said, but they left me standing in the kitchen, my cock making a tent out of my pajama bottoms. I went to Erin’s room where aydıntepe escort they had both stripped to thong panties and knelt facing each on the bed. I wasn’t sure what Lexi meant by winner takes all, but my mind was racing with the possibilities. “Count to three, Uncle Mike.” Annie said.“This is ridiculous.” I said, but my cock remained rock hard at the sight of my two nieces half-naked on my stepdaughter’s bed ready to wrestle each other into some sort of erotic submission.“Three!” Lexi said not waiting for my count as she leapt on top of Annie and pushed her down.“The only way you ever win is by cheating,” but Lexi’s thong covered pussy grinding against Annie’s face stopped any further comment.“What’s that, Annie? I cunt hear you.” Lexi cupped her hand to her ear and laughed as she rubbed her pudenda-soaked thong over Annie’s mouth and nose enjoying her revenge for yesterday’s defeat. Annie submitted willingly, pushing aside the thong fabric to savor her sister’s pussy lips and clit. “Would you like to trade places with Annie, Uncle Mike? She doesn’t like it when I cum because I squirt a little sometimes.” “I, uh, er…”“Taste for yourself.” Annie said as she inserted her index finger into Lexi, pulled it out glistening with pussy juice, and waved it in front of me.“Oh god I am so fucking…” My back was to the door as I stood a few feet from the bed. My chest was heaving. I pulled my pajama bottoms down exposing my wagging cock and took a step closer to the bed when I heard her voice coming from behind me.“So fucking what, daddy?”Erin had entered the room. “Apricot!” I turned to Erin, my bare cock standing straight out and aimed at her midsection before I could pull up my pants.“Oh, Daddy, how could you?” She ran away before I could respond.“What’d I miss?” Megan came into the room overloaded with bags full of shoes and new clothes.“Don’t know why she got so upset, the way she talks about you all the time I thought she would be glad to see you all hard in her room.” Lexi kept her pussy hovered over Annie’s lips.“Listen, ladies, the party’s over for now. I have to sort things out with Erin.”“And I had such a cute little outfit that I was going to put on,” Megan pouted as Lexi released Annie and I went to find Erin.I remember tucking Erin into bed one winter night shortly after I had married her mother and we had settled in together as new family. Her two little arms pulled me down to hug her. She washed her hair with an apricot-scented shampoo and I started calling her, Apricot, that very night. She was only tuzla içmeler escort seven at the time and had never known her real father. He took off before she had been born, leaving Kate to do the best she could as a single mother. She started calling me, Daddy, within a month. I had her trust and respect, so it became even more twisted and perverted as she grew into a lithe young woman with firm 36c breasts and my desire for her swelled. I couldn’t help becoming aroused as she continued to walk around the house dressed in skimpy little panties and silky little bras as if she were purposefully trying to tease me. I kept waiting for Kate to caution her, but she never did. I tried the best that I could to play the role of father, but she wasn’t flesh from my flesh and the powerful taboo of i****t became a twisted brew of lust that led to my little cam placement. I had hoped that the cam would relieve the burden of desire and ease the ache to bury my cock deep inside of her as she continued to hug me most every night before going to bed and whispering, “I love you, Daddy,” as I inhaled the apricot scent of her.“Apricot, please open the door and let me in.” Erin had locked herself in the bedroom I shared with her mother.She replied with a pillow-muffled, “Fuck you.” “I can explain.” I prostrated myself against the door, wanting to unload years of latent fantasies. I wanted to purge my perverted craving for her from my psyche, as if confessing my sins would somehow make my sexual attraction to her disappear and she could be my little Apricot, again, and I could be her Daddy. “Really, Daddy, explain why you exposed yourself to my cousins?” The sound of her calling me, daddy, melted my heart. I needed to hold her and crush her with Daddy kisses.“Okay I know it looked pretty fucked up with me standing there all hard while Annie licked Lexi’s pussy, but families can get pretty fucked up and I’m sorry that you had to see that.” “That’s just so lame, Daddy.” I could tell from the sound of her voice that she had moved to the opposite side of the door. I sensed that she was leaning against it as I was, as if we were trying to feel each other through the wood. Every time she uttered the word, Daddy, my cock grew stiffer.“Yes it is lame. I have no excuse. I guess I’m just a horny old dude, unable to control my perversions.”“Oh, Daddy, you’re just so clueless sometimes.”“What, Apricot, please tell me.” I was confused, I had just admitted to perving with her cousins and she wasn’t satisfied. She unlocked the door and swung it open. I tumbled into my own bedroom and ended flat on the floor looking up at her.“Oh, Daddy, I wanted you do all those things with me first, don’t you want me?”She stood there naked looking down at me and I knew that I would finally taste the sweet, innocent fruit of her.

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