Donald Palermo

A piece of niece

AB-4005

CHAPTER ONE

Judith knew she'd get her ass in a sling if she got caught, but she couldn't resist making that trip to the attic of the old stone farmhouse that had been her home since the day she was born, just over eighteen years before.

As she crept cautiously up the back stairs, careful to avoid making even the smallest sound, Judith felt certain she was on the verge of making some thrilling discovery in the attic.

Her suspicions had been born earlier that day, when Uncle Pete came to visit. Uncle Pete was her father's younger brother. Unlike her father, who scratched out a bare living cutting timber, laboring at the sawmill, or doing other grubby jobs as he could find them, Uncle Pete was a sharp dresser, a good-looking man in his early thirties and he was also a traveler, having just returned from more than a year in South America.

Judith liked her Uncle Pete. She admired him and envied him his life away from the squalor of the farm, the hard work, dirt and poor food. But there was more than that.

There had been something in the looks Uncle Pete and her mother had exchanged when he arrived at the farm. It could have had something to do with sex, she sensed, but that was a foreign area to her. Sex was never mentioned in her family. She knew it had something to do with her and with the making of babies, but that was all she knew on the subject and, as far as her parents were concerned, that was all she was going to learn.

Judith felt her breath catch in her throat as she felt the smooth boards of the attic floor under her bare feet. Her heart pounded so loudly that she was afraid it could be heard all over the attic, yet she couldn't stop then, couldn't turn around and go back down the stairs without finding out what was going on with her mother and uncle. Judith almost gasped aloud when she heard her mother's voice. It sounded so close.

"God, Pete," she said, her voice sounding strangely raw, rough, yet with a warmth Judith had never heard in it before, "you sure do know how to kiss. When you get your tongue in my mouth and lick around like that while you kiss me and feel me up, I can feel it right down in my cunt."

"That's the way kisses should be, Ruthie Baby," he told her as Judith crept closer until she was able to look through the piled rubble of generations and see her mother and uncle as they sat on the old brass bed. "When I kissed a woman on the mouth, I want her to feel it in her tits and her cunt and everywhere. Did that kiss make your hot cunt tinge and feel juicy? Tell me, Ruth, and then we'll share some more sexy kisses."

"Oh, yes, Pete, you know damn well it did. God, even the way you talk makes me get all hot and bothered. Come on; give me another kiss like that. Oh, Pete, I thought I was never gonna see you again. Kiss me and make me horny all over."

They moved into another embrace and their mouths met, open and mashing wetly together. Judith didn't understand all the words, but what she felt sweeping through her body, through her entire being, told her that what the two were doing had to be the most exciting thing in the world.

As the kiss continued, the hem of her mother's skirt was dragged high up her thighs. One of Uncle Pete's big hands was even higher up, out of sight under the skirt as it did something between the big, smooth, white thighs of her mother, something that made her squirm and groan like she was dying, Judith thought.

Still the sexy kiss went on, and then the couple fell back on the bed. As they did, Judith saw her mother's big legs fly apart and she almost gasped again as she saw that Uncle Pete was rubbing right on the crotch of her mother's white panties. Instinctively, Judith's hand went into her own crotch and rubbed and caused excitement to flare, as it had never done for her. If rubbing her own pussy felt so good, she reasoned, it sure had to be something to let a man do it, especially a nice man like her Uncle Pete.

And then Uncle Pete's other hand was moving, opening the buttons at the top of her mother's faded cotton dress. As the buttons opened, Judith saw that her mother wore no bra and told herself that she shouldn't look, that it was wrong, that she should turn her eyes away. But there was no way she could.

"Jesus, what a beautiful pair of tits," Pete said, panting as he pulled the dress wide open and stared as he licked his lips like a man preparing to eat a tasty meal. "It's been so long since I've seen them. Sit up and give me a real show. Let me see those big boobs swinging in front of my eyes and then I'll suck on them the way you like. I haven't forgotten how you like to have those big tits sucked and rubbed. Come on."

Panting, her eyes flashing as her daughter had never seen them flash, Ruth sat up, pulling the top of her dress down to her waist as she did. Bodies were hidden things in Judith's home. She had never seen her mother's tits, and as she stared, she felt her body trembling with excitement and with a strange desire she couldn't begin to understand.

Judith understood why her uncle had called them a beautiful pair of tits. They were so big that she was unable to believe what she was seeing. Judith knew of breasts to the extent that she knew her own young tits were firm and smooth and jutted boldly, but she was so young, just eighteen, and all of her body was so firm.

Her mother, on the other hand was middle-aged, as she saw it, thirty-three. Besides, she couldn't grasp the fact that tits so big could jut out as firmly as a girl's.

Each tit was as big as a melon, she thought. Her heart kept pounding as she watched her uncle fondling, squeezing the lush tits, panting just like a dog. The nipples were big, like thumbs, she thought, but not as pink as Judith's nipples. Instead, there was a darker hue to them, a brownish pink, and they kept growing and getting harder-looking as Pete squeezed and rubbed, and then he was licking one while he tweaked the other with a finger and thumb.

"Suck, Baby, suck," the woman panted, reaching to hold Pete's head from behind as she held a big tit out to him. "Come on and suck Mummy's nice big tits."

Judith couldn't understand why a grown man would want to suck a woman's tits like a baby, but she saw Pete's mouth open wide, and then her mother was pushing a big boob into it. She watched him sucking; saw how his jaws seemed to strain in an effort to get more and more of the lush tit into his mouth. And Judith heard, too, heard the mingled groans and labored breathing which told her how much they were both enjoying the exciting tit-sucking.

"Oh, God! Stop, Pete, stop!" the woman panted after he had sucked her second nipple for a long time. "My tits feel raw."

"Are you sure you don't want a little more sucking?" he asked as both his hands rubbed the shining-wet nipples.

"Later, Pete, later – after you give me what I need. You know what I need. I can see it making your pants bulge. Let me see it, Pete. Show it to me and then ram it up my snatch."

"I like the way you talk, Ruth. It makes my cock throb."

"I never talked like this before you showed me. You know that. I never knew the words."

"Keep talking, Ruthie Baby," he said as he got off the bed and stood, smiling down at Ruth, whose big tits rose and fell with her labored breathing. "Say all the words and I'll show you my big prick and then I'll stick it up your hot cunt and fuck your ass off. Talk, Baby," he told her as he began to unbutton his shirt.

"Oh, yes, Pete," Ruth said, a whine in her tone, one of her hands going into her crotch to rub her cunt through her panties as he had done, "let me see that beautiful big cock, those big hairy balls. Show me what you're going to fuck me with. Let me see how it's going to stretch my cunt when you screw me and stuff my cunt full of stiff prick."

Pete's shirt was off then, and Judith trembled all over as she looked at the smooth, clean chest, the tangled black hair against the tanned skin. She wanted to touch, wanted to run to him and throw herself at him, wanted to run her fingers through the hair on his chest, wanted to press her face against his broad chest and rub her cheeks there. She wanted it so badly that she had to remind herself that all it would take was one sound to alert her mother to the fact that she was spying, and then she would be screaming in pain as her mother laced her bare ass and legs with a long, stinging switch.

Pete's smile widened as he opened the top of his slacks, expensive-looking slacks, Judith thought, then she forgot all about clothing as he pushed the pants down and she saw the big bulge in the black briefs he wore. As he pushed the slacks down, Judith held her breath, waiting for her first sight of a cock. Judith's body felt weak, so weak that she was afraid she was going to faint, but she determined not to let that happen until she saw that cock. After that, she didn't care what happened, whether or not her mother beat her with a switch or even killed her. She was going to see a man's cock. Something in her mind told her it was going to be great. Something churning inside her cunt told her it was going to be greater still.

With a little chuckle, Pete jerked his briefs down so that his cock seemed to leap out and fill the spacious room. Judith had expected that it would hang down, like a dog's, but instead it stood up strongly. The skin was drawn back so that a big, reddish purple head stood out. Everything about his dick was so big, so strong-looking. Her mother had spoken about his cock being rammed into her cunt, but Judith was positive that no cunt could take such a thing. It would break a woman in two, she told herself, it would tear up everything inside her belly.

At the sight of the big, throbbing prick, Judith had heard a loud gasp. She saw the man's eyes fuck in her direction and she froze in terror, sensing that he knew she was there, watching them.

But if he knew she was there, her mother didn't as she stared hungrily at his massive, throbbing cock with something in her eyes that Judith had never seen before.

"Oh, God, Pete, give it to me," Judith's mother said, moaning as though in pain. "You got my cunt all hot and hungry for it. Fuck me, Pete, or I'll go out of my mind! Let me feel it. Give it to me, Pete, give me that great big prick."

"Sure, Baby," he told her as he stepped out of his briefs and moved to her, his cock swaying like a branch in a high wind, Judith thought. "Open your mouth nice and wide. Show me you remember how to suck on my cock."

Pausing before the half-naked woman, he took the long prick in his hand and waved it at her, but as he did, he was looking beyond her and smiling, a smile Judith felt sure was aimed at her. Uncle Pete knew she was there and that she was watching. If he told her mother, then Judith knew she would be skinned alive.

Judith watched her mother hold the massive cock like a giant's ice-cream cone, her mouth opened wide, then went to the swollen head which looked like velvet to Judith, and she felt herself trembling violently again. Although Ruth opened her mouth wide, she seemed to have to strain to get the velvet head of Pete's prick into her mouth. Then there were muffled moaning sounds as she seemed to suck on it and her hands played with the long, slim shaft while Pete stood, hands on hips, urging her on but looking at the spot where Judith stood in mingled passion and tenor.

Judith knew that dogs fucked, that a cock went into a cunt and worked in and out. She guessed that people also fucked, but the thought of a woman sucking a man's prick was a whole new thing to her. What, she wondered, if Pete were to start pissing while his cock was in her mother's mouth?

"You still know how to suck cock, Baby," Pete said as he took the prick out of her mouth. "I'll let you suck me off later. I'll give you all the cream you can drink, but first I want to get this up your cunt and go off in your belly."

"Oh, yes, Pete. I want that, too. I haven't had a good fuck since the last time with you."

"Get up, Baby, and I'll get you out of those clothes," Pete told her, and she got to her feet, her big tits swaying. "I want to see that big, beautiful body bare naked. I want to get my hands on that big, smooth ass and squeeze it before I get my cock up your hot, horny cunt."

As he spoke, Pete tugged her skirt down over her hips. Catching her breath, Judith saw how her mother's big ass stretched her little white panties, panties so small that they covered only a little of the massive, white cheeks. And then the panties were being dragged down slowly, and Judith felt her heart hammering again as she watched the unveiling of butt cheeks that were too big to be believed and of a crack that looked deep and strangely exciting.

Pete held Ruth by the hips as she stepped out of her panties, then the attic rang with the sound of one of his big hands smacking a cheek. Judith saw the marks of his fingers, red on the white cheek. Instead of making any protest, her mother only jerked her body, as though she liked it, as though she wanted more. Judith had been spanked, strapped and switched too often to understand how a spank like that could feel good, but that only added to her confusion. With his other hand, Uncle Pete slapped the other cheek and it joggled a little, but the groan the woman made contained no hint of protest or pain.

"Oh, Pete," she groaned. "Give it to me. Fuck me now. I'm almost coming. Don't make me wait for it. Fuck me up my cunt."

"You're going to get your fucking right now," he told her and eased her down onto the old bed. "Open your horny crotch nice and wide and let us have a look at your snatch."

Judith watched Pete position her mother so that he had her wide-open crotch aimed right at her daughter. Her cunt was a hot, pink slash below the heavy cluster of curly hairs, the cheeks of her ass were on display, too, as Ruth's legs raised high and spread wide apart.

Crouching over the squirming woman, Pete used the tips of his fingers to part the soft-looking cuntlips, and then they were wide apart and Judith stared right into the very warm, wet-looking interior of the first cunt she had ever really seen. Holding the twat open, Pete looked toward the girl, added a wink to his broad smile and Judith knew for sure that he was aware of her presence there. What that meant, Judith wasn't sure, but there would be time enough later for worrying, she told herself.

"Take a deep breath, honey," Pete told Ruth as he got onto the bed and began to lower himself toward her big, naked body. "Here comes that fuck you've been waiting for. Take this cock, Baby. Take your fucking."

Judith stared in continuing fascination as his prick found the slit of her mother's big cunt and then he gasped loudly as he rammed down at her. Judith saw his hip muscles bunch and tighten, then there was a groan from her mother as the big cock rammed right into her cunt.

Her mother's big arms tightened around his nude body, her ass tried to jerk up off the bed and then he went on ramming prick up her cunt, turning what had been a slit into a big circle which seemed to grip his thrusting cock as it kept ramming into her sweating, heaving box while her big legs kicked madly in the air.

Uncle Pete paused when his cock was buried to the hilt in the soft-looking cunt, but it was only a brief pause and then he was panting like a dog as he fucked her. Her body trembling, sweat trickling inside her clothes, Judith kept staring as the big prick pumped in and out of her mother's cunt. It had become wet and shiny with cunt juice as the fuck went on, and Judith, though she felt terror, felt some new sensation sweeping over her body. She knew that what was happening had to be the most exciting thing that could happen to a woman, knew with certainty that as soon as she could, she would be bare naked with a naked man, would see and feel his big, hard prick, would open her legs wide and open her cunt for him and that she would get fucked.

Judith had no idea how long a people fuck would last, but then she heard her mother crying out as though in pain, in a death agony, but Pete went on fucking her until a new motion was introduced. Instead of fucking with the long, slow strokes he had been using, his body jerked strongly, all his muscles seemed to tense and then she saw his white ass jerking as strong legs wrapped around him. Uncle Pete joined Ruth in filling the attic with grunts and groans, and instinct told Judith that the man was going off inside her mother's cunt, was shooting his juice deep in her big twat and that the fuck was just about over.

That was confirmed as the pair lay silently, only the sounds of their deep breathing to be heard in the silence of the big room.

Judith snapped back to some form of reality and told herself she should escape from the attic before her mother caught her, but that was out of the question. It was much too quiet, and her mother would hear even the faintest sound. All the trembling girl could do was wait and hope. Even that was made more difficult by the strange feeling inside the crotch of her panties. Everything there felt so warm and moist. Inside her cunt, the feeling was even stranger. It was an odd kind of churning, like a hunger. She had not experienced that feeling before, yet Judith sensed that the only thing that could feed such a hunger was a cock, a big, hard cock like Uncle Pete's.

As she waited, holding a hand to her mouth so that the sounds of her breathing would not give her away, Judith was aware of something else. As of that moment, she sensed, it was goodbye to girlhood and hello to womanhood.

All she needed to make the transition complete was a man, a man with a cock and balls, a great big, hard cock, just like Uncle Pete's.

CHAPTER TWO

Judith watched Uncle Pete roll off her mother with a tired sigh and a grin. She couldn't believe the change she saw in his spent cock. It looked so small and limp and helpless, totally unlike the massive, threatening-looking weapon he had rammed into her mother's cunt. She noticed that he didn't look sad about it or in pain, though, so she decided his condition must be normal and that it was just another thing about screwing she didn't know.

As she crouched in her hiding place, waiting for the couple on the bed to leave so that she could make good her escape, Judith had a lot of time to think about all the things she didn't know and about the few things she did.

The one thing of which she was sure was that she was far behind other girls her age in knowledge of the world around her, of the basic facts of life, but that was not really surprising.

Years ago, when her family had lived in town, Judith had attended school, all the way through grade six. Then there had been the move out to the old house in the country and the end of her formal education.

She had cried a lot then, cried about her lost friends, about the school where she had learned the magic of reading and writing and drawing pictures and talking to boys and girls and laughing and playing.

Instead, she learned a new way of life, one of working in the house, of living in silence. For a long times, the silence had been hard to bear, but then she realized that it was a lot better than the sounds her mother made, the scolding, the loud screams of anger, the monologues on the ugliness of life and marriage and men and poverty. The silence was better than that, because it gave her an opportunity to think and to dream her limited dreams, dreams, which had to be limited by her very small experience and knowledge.

From time to time, Uncle Pete would send a package of books and magazines from wherever he happened to be. Each was devoured totally by the isolated girl with the hunger to see and know about life. But even those were censored by her mother who checked them first to see which of them were suitable for a decent Christian girl to look at.

She added to her reading supply on those infrequent times when her mother sent her into town on an errand. It meant walking a mile to the county road and waiting for a bus which made four trips a day. From there, a bumpy, forty-minute ride took her to the little town. It was a little town, but after the total isolation of the bush country, it was more than that, it was a big city with well-dressed, laughing people, stores, traffic and so many other things to see and hear. Each time she made the trip, she would carefully collect the papers and magazines she found on the bus, on the streets and, if she could be sure she wasn't being watched, in the litter cans.

Always, there was the vague hope that someday she would be able to go out into the world like other people, and tat the more she learned about it in advance, the easier it would be to cope with. But the papers and magazines didn't tell her anything about sex, about the functions of her body that she didn't understand. She had peen young couples kissing and holding each other on the bus. It always looked exciting and never failed to send strange feelings shooting through her body, but she didn't really know what they meant or what to do about them.

Once, when she had been about thirteen, she discovered a strange sensation of pleasure when she stroked her cunt after having a bath. Her mother caught her at it, and the doubled leather belt, which lashed her ass and legs, taught her that the pleasure, confusing as it was, wasn't enough to compensate for the pain of a strapping, so she stopped. She never learned about finger-fucking.

And then her thoughts were interrupted as the couple on the bed began to move around and her eyes and attention returned to them.

"Kneel up and let me play with that nice big ass now," Uncle Pete told her mother and gave her a stinging smack on one cheek.

Laughing, Ruth knelt with her head down and her ass up, pointed right at the hiding girl. Crouching beside her, the man winked at Judith as he played with the big white cheeks, then his fingers went into the crack between them and began probing there, stroking, pushing. He drew the cheeks wide apart as he gave Judith another wink, showing her what her mother's asshole looked like.

Judith couldn't believe it when she saw him probe with a finger, then slowly push it up the little bung and work it in and out. She couldn't believe he would want to push her finger up a hole through which a person pooped, but he was doing it and seemed to enjoy it.

"Does he still like to fuck you up the ass?" Pete asked as he kept working the long finger in and out of her shifter.

"Yes, damn him. He hardly ever gets it in my cunt. When he does, he just gets it in and then he shoots and pulls out."

"You like my fucking better, Baby?" he asked as he reached under her ass and began to stroke her cunt, making her big behind wriggle.

"Oh, yes, Pete, you know it. I wish you could fuck me five times a day, every day."

"You'd turn me into a midget, you horny bitch. How about some nice cocksucking now? Get me hard and I'll give you a nice big drink of warm cream. You still like to suck my cock, don't you?"

"Christ, yes! I like that as much as fucking. If I suck you off, will you be able to get a hard-on to fuck me again later?"

"I'll give it a good try, Ruthie. Suck me of, Baby, and really drain my balls. I'm really in the mood to coat your throat with cream."

As he talked, he knelt up and waved his cock at Judith, then he gave it to her mother and the woman took it eagerly. Judith noted that her mother handled his prick gently, as though it were very delicate. As she held his rod, she kissed and licked the cockhead, then licked her way down the shaft until she was kissing and licking his balls. While she did, Pete rubbed her face and head and kept smiling at Judith as she stared in fascination and excitement and fear.

"That's the way to suck, Baby," Pete told her. "Feel my cock getting nice and hard again. Try to take it all in your mouth."

"You gotta be kidding. It's too big," Ruth, told him as she took the prick out of her mouth and rubbed it with both hands.

"No it's not, Baby. It's only ten inches. I watched a movie called Deep Throat. The gal could swallow a cock just as long as mine. Come on, Baby, give it a good try."

Ruth began to say something, but her words became muffled as she stuffed the growing cock back into her mouth and resumed sucking on it. As she did, her head moved up and down so that the cock went in and out. Watching, Judith saw that the action was much like fucking, except that the stiff cock worked in and out of her mouth instead of her cunt.

Judith wondered what cock cream tasted like. Would it be like milk cream, she wondered, or would it taste of pee because it came out of his cock? Whatever it tasted like, it was obvious that her mother had done it before and that she liked it. Judith wondered if she would like to suck a man's prick. As she watched, she stopped wondering and wished she were in her mother's place, wished she had Uncle Pete's lovely big cock in her mouth and that she was sucking it so that she could taste his cream. Looking up, she caught his eye, and it was as though he had read her mind and was telling her he'd love to let her try taking his cock in her mouth and in her cunt. She began to tremble again, and when she looked down, Judith saw that her hand had found its way under her skirt and was rubbing her tingling little cunt through her panties. It felt so good, and then the feeling got so strong that she had to stop.

"Keep sucking, Baby," Pete panted as he rubbed both hands on Ruth's face and mussed her hair. "I'm almost there. Suck, Baby, suck… suck… suck!"