"Cut, cut!" the director said. "This is just not working. I don't feel the chemistry in the scene. No chemistry at all." Walking back to his chair, George sat down and looked disappointingly at the two actors. He looked around in disgust, realizing that he wasn't going to get any more work done. He searched for his assistant, who was in deep conversation with one of the cameramen and yell for her.
"Molly, clear everyone off the set. It's a wrap for the day. Seems like I'm not going to get any good film today. I'm," he said jumping down from his chair and heading for his trailer, "going to look at the dailies. I don't want any interruptions," he said marching off. Molly looked sympathetically at the two actors, who for the past several hours tried to make the scene work, but to no avail. She knew that it was not one of her boss' best days and knew when he got like that, chances are the day would not turn out to be very productive.
"Alright everybody, you heard the man. That's a wrap for today. As you all know we have the day off tomorrow, but I would suggest that everyone stay as close to the set as possible. Today did not turn out as we hoped, so I want everyone to be ready just in case we have to resume shooting tomorrow." There were many grumbling and groaning in the atmosphere but Molly knew her boss well and played it safe by having everyone stay close by. She glanced over again at the two actors and decided to give them a bit of encouragement.
"Hey you two," she said as she approached. "I wouldn't worry too much about today. These things happen and besides, George has been in a foul mood since last night. Not that it's any excuse, but he is the boss." "What's bothering him?" Simon asked. "I can't really say, but I think it has something to do with his ex-wife. Who knows? How are you holding up, Cindy?"
"I'm fine. It's just that when Simon approached me about playing this part, I didn't realize how much work would go into it."
"Well for whatever it's worth, Cindy, I think you are doing a good job. Simon did the right thing by recommending you to George. You look good on camera and you were just what we were looking for," Molly reassured Cindy.
"Thanks, that's always good to know." "Well, I'm going to get outta here. I'll see you both on the set day after tomorrow and hopefully not tomorrow. My son is coming down for a visit and I hope that I don't have to disappoint him by having to work tomorrow. Goodnight you two." "Goodnight, Molly," Simon said as he watched her walk away, a strained smile played across his face.
"I guess we should call it a night, don't you think?" Cindy asked hurriedly. "Not so fast, Cin. I need to talk to you." Simon grabbed her by the arm and half dragged her to the direction of his trailer. He walked with angry determined steps and once they reached his trailer he released Cindy's arm and climbed up with her following close on his heels. Once inside, Simon secured the door and turned to face his niece.
"What the fuck was that all about during the shoot? I busted my ass to get you a part in this film and you turn around and make me look like a fucking idiot."
"That's not fair, Uncle Simon. You didn't tell me that we would be doing a love scene together. There's no way I can do that!" "I have no control over script changes, Cindy. And stop calling me Uncle Simon. I told you that no one here knows that we are related and I don't want them to find out."
"Well what are we going to do then? Once the movie comes out people are going to know and how do you think that's going to look? Especially to my parents! I promised that I wouldn't do anything to embarrass them. Now I find out that not only to I have to do a love scene, but I have to do it with my own uncle!" She barked.
"Keep your voice down. When we get to that bridge we will think of something to tell my brother and your mother. Right now my concern is getting this scene shot so that we can move on."
"How can you be so cavalier about this? We can't do this without telling people we're are related. What if we go to George and tell him? Then he will understand why we can't do the scene. Think for a minute, Uncle, they want us to strip naked under covers and have sex. That means you'll have to kiss me and touch my body all over, etc., etc., etc. I know that we wouldn't be having actual sex, but it's implied. I don't believe this!"
"Calm down, Cin. I'll think of something. One thing I know for sure and that is I don't want George finding out that we are related. That would ruin everything," he said as he began to pace up and down in the tiny space.
"Oh, just what we've worked so hard to get right now." He glanced at his niece and wondered how she would react if she knew that he had planned the whole thing. He knew from the beginning that there was a love scene involved and he wanted her for the part because it would give him the opportunity to feel her up the way he'd always wanted. Since turning eighteen two years before, Cindy had blossomed into a beautiful young woman. No longer was she the tomboy he remembered running around the yard with his two older boys. She had grown into a desirable woman and he had wanted her ever since she gave him that massive hug last Christmas when he presented her with a gold tennis bracelet. Her soft young breasts had pressed into his chest like two fluffy pillows.
It took a lot of willpower for him to restrain from grabbing the globes and giving them a healthy squeeze. She had her mother's dark Italian looks but inherited her father's smoky gray eyes that gave her an intense exotic look. Looking at her now, Simon's cock stirred gently. Even though he was twenty-five years her senior, it did not stop the physical attraction he felt for her. All he wanted to do was fuck her once to get her out of his system and then life could go on as usual. How could he get her to do the scene without arousing her of his true motives?
He knew that she had a boyfriend so her virginity wouldn't be a problem. The problem he faced was getting her to understand how much he needed to feel his cock plowing her pussy. The fact that she was his niece did nothing to deter the hunger he felt for her, if anything, he mused, it heightened his hunger.
"Well, do you have any ideas, Uncle Simon?" Before he could answer there was a knock on the trailer door. Simon moved to open it, glad for the distraction. He was greeted by Molly who came to inform them that George wanted to resume shooting the following day.
"And he said that the scene had better work. He doesn't care what you two have to do, but if chemistry is not created between you two, then he is going to think seriously about replacement."
"Replacement?" Cindy questioned. "But who? Me?"
"All I can say is, the success of this film depends on Simon and how well he works with the supporting actors. Quite frankly, Cindy, even though George likes you, if he feels that you are not working out, he is going to replace you regardless of how Simon feels. Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but in this business, its every man for himself...if you know what I mean."
"Thanks, Molly. We'll be ready tomorrow," Simon assured her.
"Hope so," she said looking directly at Cindy.
"I don't believe this," Cindy said after Simon shut the door behind Molly. "They think I'm the problem. They think I'm the one that's not generating enough heat on the set."
"Well you have to admit, Cindy, you were a little uptight when we were shooting earlier. I'd have to say, if your muscles were any tighter, a masseuse would have to take a chisel to them," he said with a smile.
"That's not funny. Besides, you didn't give me anytime to digest the fact that I had to do the love scene. It was a last minute addition, ya know."
"If you want to be taken seriously as an actress, Cindy, you have to learn how to adapt to certain situations. This is a profession, not a daycare! I can't hold your hand through this one, but if you want me to help you through it, I will."
"Uncle Simon," she said turning to face him. "You have to help me. This is my ticket to stardom and being taken seriously as an actress. What do we have to do to make this work? You can't let them replace me. You just can't!"
"Don't worry, Cindy. I'm not going to let that happen. If they try, I'll walk off the set and they could sue me for breach of contract."
"No, Uncle Simon, I can't let you do that." This was the moment he had been waiting for. He knew that he would have to act now or else his whole plan would go down the drain. Taking a deep breath, Simon took his leap of faith.
"Well, Cindy, we could practice kissing and see how it goes."
"What!" she bellowed jumping to her feet in haste. "I can't believe you just said that. We can't do that. It's disgusting. And besides, it's wrong!"
"Listen to me, Cindy, we have to make the scene work. We don't have to do anything heavy. Just a little petting here and there. We could start by holding each other and then slowly work our way into a kiss. I'm sorry Cindy," he said when he saw her expression, "but I don't see any other way. If you do, then tell me and we'll try it."
"This is wrong, Uncle Simon," she said weakening.
"I know, sweetheart. But after tomorrow it will be all over and you don't have to think about it again." Simon's cock was growing hard now, but because of the baggy clothes he was wearing, it was not noticeable to Cindy. Only the constant throbbing reminded him of how badly he needed to feel his niece's pussy. He turned away from her and pushed his hand inside his pants to stroke the aching flesh. He did not hear Cindy walk up behind him until he felt her hand on the small of his back. He jerked his hand quickly out of his pants and spun around to confront her. There were tears in her eyes and Simon felt that his heart would break.
"Okay, Uncle Simon. Let's try it your way and see what happens." Simon couldn't believe his ears. He was ecstatic. He knew that he would have to handle the situation very carefully so he grabbed her elbow gently and led her back to the couch. Once they were seated, Simon did not do anything for a few minutes. He let her sit there until she felt calmer.
"Are you ready?" He asked as he tried not to appear too anxious.
"Yes," she returned not sure what do to or how to begin. "Uncle, promise me that no one will ever find out that we are doing this."
"No one will know, Cindy. Trust me," he said taking her in his arms. "Are you sexually active, Cindy?"
"What does that have to do with anything? And quite frankly, Uncle, it's none of your business."
"I only ask because I wanted you to sort of think of me as your boyfriend. Just close your eyes and pretend that it's Philippe you're making out with."
"I don't think I can do that. Just bear with me, Uncle. I'll be okay with this. I just need you to take things slow."
"I'm not going to rush you, Cindy. All I want to do is hold you," he said rubbing her back in gentle circular motions.
"How does that feel?" "It feels good," she said and Simon felt her starting to relax.
"Now I want you to put your arms around my neck and just hold me tight. Yes, that's it." They held each other for several minutes and Simon relished in the softness of his niece's body. He rubbed her back slowly as his arms tightened around her. He felt her hands creep up to encircle his neck and he buried his face in her shoulder. His cock had grown painfully hard now and he wanted nothing more than to grab her hand and push it inside his pants so that she could rub it up and down. He closed his eyes and pictured himself slipping into her moistness and fucking her until she begged for mercy. Simon groaned out loud.
"What's the matter, Uncle Simon?" "Nothing, Cindy. It just feels good holding you like this. How does it feel to you?" He asked as his hands moved from her back to graze the underside of her breasts. Cindy's mind was in turmoil. She wanted badly to do well on the film and knew that her chances were slim if she did not cooperate to make the scene work. Her uncle had gone through a lot of grief from the film crew when he landed the part for her and she did not want to disappoint him. She also knew how difficult it was to get started in show biz and she thanked God that her uncle was in the business and got her, her first break. Ever since learning that she had to do a nude scene with her uncle she had an unsettling knot in her stomach. Several times during the scene she tried to give her uncle a kiss and the director kept cutting because it was not passionate enough or for that matter, realistic enough. Cindy recognized that no one knew that they were related so to the crew it was just another scene that needed to get wrapped before moving on to the next location. They were already behind in scheduling and Cindy knew that George was not going to tolerate any more delays. If he felt that she was not going to work out, then he would get rid of her. Cindy could not take that chance. Her uncle's idea for them to hold and kiss each other was not something that Cindy relished at all. It was a stupid idea but she knew in order to get her career off the ground she had to make some sacrifices. So there she was on the couch with her uncle, trying to relax as he hugged and touched her in a sexual way. She heard him groan out loud and asked what was wrong. She felt him move his hands to the side of her breasts and she held her breath.
"How does it feel to you?" she heard him repeat again. "It's fine, Uncle."
"Now, Cindy, I am going to move my hands slowly to the front of your chest. I don't want to alarm you, but you know that the scene calls for some very intimate touching. Sweetheart, though this may be hard for you, just close your eyes and imagine that it's Philippe caressing and kissing your body before he makes love to you."
"Uncle Simon!" she exclaimed. "Cindy, we've got to do this, so just close your eyes and relax. I'm going to lower the straps of your blouse from your shoulders and let your blouse fall to your waist." Very gently, Cindy felt her uncle's fingers hook under the straps of her top and felt a gush of air hit her sensitive skin. Her nipples hardened instantly. She heard the sharp intake of her uncle's breath and glanced up at him. Cindy was startled at the looked of desire in his eyes and her nipples tightened more painfully.
"Why are you so surprised, Cindy. You must know what a beautiful and desirable woman you are." "I only see that look in Philippe's eyes. Uncle, I'm your niece. You can't look at me that way."
"Yes, Cindy, I'm your uncle. Now why don't you look down at how aroused your nipples are. Surely you're not going to tell me it's because you are cold. The temperature in here is stifling." Cindy looked down at her breasts and she felt the warm heat of embarrassment creep, like fingers, up her face.
"Oh God," she barely whispered. "Don't be embarrassed by your passion Cindy. I am a man and you are a woman and right now, this is the type of 'heat' we need to be generating on the set tomorrow. I have to taste you, Cindy. Just lean back and relax and just remember, this is the sort of thing we are going to be doing tomorrow." Simon pushed Cindy gently back against the cushions and bent over her. Cindy held her breath, afraid to breathe. Not knowing how she should react as she watched her uncle's head slowly bend towards her, she closed her eyes as she felt his mouth close over her nipple. She tried to think of Philippe, but knew it was impossible. The mouth on nipple was creating havoc to her senses and she quivered slightly as her uncle bit down gently on the taunt tip. Suddenly she felt his hand encircle her other breast and kneaded the softness as he continued with his mouth to apply pressure to her harden nub. She groaned softly and began to push her breast, unawares, more fully into his mouth. Her fingers, on their own accord, had crept into his hair. She felt him pull away from feeding on one breast to attack the other. Cindy was now lying back completely on the couch with her hands running through her uncle's hair as though urging him to suck harder. The smell of sex coming from Cindy was strong and Simon was ready to pull her legs apart and slide his cock into her. He knew that he partly accomplished what he had set out to do and as he released his mouth from her nipple, he slid his body up to hers so that he was now lying on top of her fully. He looked her deeply in the eyes, leaned forward and tentatively gave her a kiss on her lips. He eased his tongue out and traced the outline of her lips with his tongue.
Cindy whimpered softly and Simon used that as his cue to crush his lips against hers. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her. The kiss lasted for several minutes until finally Simon dragged his lips away from hers and buried them in her neck. Breathing heavily, they both did not move, afraid that the spell would be broken. Simon pressed the lower part of his body against his niece all the while looking at her to see how she would react. Cindy pushed her body into her uncle's and was instantly aroused by the hardness between his legs. She knew that she should resist, but instead of pushing him away, she was drawing him closer to her body. As if they had a mind of their own, her legs instantly opened and the hardness of her uncle's cock pressed more provocatively between her legs. She moaned as her uncle rotated his hips and pressed her deeper into the couch.
"That's it Cin. That's the type of chemistry they are looking for on the set," he said as he continued to rub his cock between her legs while massaging her nipples between his fingers. "Now I am going to take my shirt off. Don't be alarmed," he said quickly when he noticed the wide-eyed expression she gave. "Keep in mind that we are going to be naked under the sheets and your breasts are going to be crushed against my chest. It's only natural that we should get used to the feel of our naked skin pressing against each other."
"Okay," she whispered.
Simon eased up a little on her but kept the lower part of his body pressed intimately between her legs. He pulled the sweatshirt over his head but instead of pressing his chest against her chest, Simon grabbed his niece's hands and put them on his chest. "Move your hands across my chest, sweetheart." "Like so?" she asked running her fingers through the salt and pepper hairs.
"Oh yes. That's it, baby," he groaned loving the feel of his niece's hand caressing him. When he couldn't take anymore, Simon placed her hands around his neck and pressed his body into hers. He closed his eyes to savor the soft cushions of flesh and began to rub his chest into hers. Chest met chest, nipples kissed nipples. Simon felt like he had died and gone to heaven. Not even his wife had ever felt this good nor the many lovers he had taken before and during his marriage. He knew that he would have to dump his current flame as soon as he got the chance. If his niece felt this good now, he could only imagine what her pussy would feel like and chances are one fuck would never be enough to satisfy him.
"Do you think that this will be enough?" she asked. "Yes, honey. I think that this will be more than enough to get them all hot and bothered. It would probably be even more erotic if they knew we were related."
"Well you know, incest is forbidden in our society, Cindy. People look at it as an evil, disgusting thing. I happen to know people who've actually had sex with members of their family and to have them tell it, it's very arousing especially when both parties are in agreement. I know of one father who's been fucking his daughter ever since she was sixteen and even though now she's married with kids of her own, she still lets him fuck her."
"But doesn't her husband know and what about his own wife? My god, she fucking her father. How can she look her mother in the eyes?"
"It's the whole mindset, Cindy. They don't see it as betraying their love ones. This is not a game to them, Cindy. Sometimes you can't help whom you find attractive. In their case, father and daughter find that they enjoy giving the other pleasure. If they are discreet and not hurting anyone, then what's the harm?"
"It sounds to me like you approve this sort of thing." As he continued to talk to her, Simon grabbed one of her hands and put it between them. Cindy's fingers automatically closed over the harden shaft and she began to run her hand up and down the length of him.
"It could be that way with us, Cindy. No one would ever have to know," he said as he reached between her legs, moved her panty crotch as side and inserted two fingers into her pussy." "Stop, Uncle. What are you doing?" She asked trying to twist her body away from him. "Don't fight me, Cindy. Just relax and let me touch you. Keep in mind that this is for the scene tomorrow," he reminded her.
"They are not going to have you do that to me. Now stop," she said pushing against his chest. As Simon continued to dig at his niece's pussy with one hand, with his other, he grabbed her hands and held back over her head and bent down to drop his mouth over hers. Cindy continued to squirm to free herself and as Simon pushed his fingers deeper into her cunt, the deeper his tongue went into her mouth.
"Ah, Cindy," he said as he released her mouth. "Your pussy is dripping wet," he whispered close to her ear. "You want me, don't you? You can't deny it because you body is telling me otherwise and your breathing is out of control." Cindy stopped struggling when she realized that she was not going to escape the sensual feelings that she was frantically trying to deny. While her mind was telling her it was wrong, her body was betraying her. Simon pulled his fingers out of Cindy's cunt and rubbed them under her nose before putting them into his mouth.
"No, I don't want you, Uncle. This is wrong," she said as she threw a leg over the back of the couch. As if she had floated out of her body and rose to the top looking down at herself, Cindy pushed her skirt up to her waist, push a hand inside her uncle's pants and pulled his cock out and held it to the opening of her pussy. "I'm your niece and we are blood relatives. We can't do this," she said as she rubbed the head of her uncle's penis up and down the slit of her wet cunt.
"Okay, Cindy, I understand," he said as he bent over to take a nipple between his lips. As Cindy continued to rub her uncle's cock up and down between her pussy lips, Simon continued to worship each of her nipples, sucking, biting and twirling them with his tongue. "Do you really want to stop, Cindy?" "Yes, Uncle." "Don't you want to feel my cock in your pussy?" "No," she moaned as she continued to rub the head coating it with her cunt juice.
"All you have to do is push it in. I'm leaving it up to you, Cindy," he said wishing like hell that he could just slam his meat in and pound away at her dripping cunt. "You feel so good, Cindy, rubbing my cock with your pussy like that. I would feel a lot better, if you let me slide in." Cindy's body was on fire. Her mind was telling her to stop, but her body wanted sexual gratification. She felt the head of her uncle's penis slip between her gaping lips and she cried out, not in pain, but in pleasure. Simon felt the sudden dip and without waiting for her permission, slammed his cock into her sweet cunt. He lay on top of her for several seconds as he savored the sweet flesh that surrounded him. Then slowly he began to move up and down between her legs, marvelling at the tightness around his cock.
"Oh no, Uncle. Please stop," Cindy said as she dug her fingers deep into her uncle's ass to push him deeper into her. Her head moved back and forth against the cushions as Simon moved in and out of her pussy. "Why do you want me to stop, Cindy?" he asked as his pace increased and he slammed harder and harder into her, jerking her head further back against the couch. Before she could answer, Simon covered his mouth with hers, his tongue pushing its way between her lips. As he continued to pound away at the tight folds of flesh his mouth grew more savage on hers. To him, her cunt felt like warm peach cobbler, oozing with sugary goodness just waiting to be dug into and hungrily ravaged. As he continued to drill unmercifully away at her, his thoughts switched to his wife sitting at home and to Cindy's parents and wondered what their reaction would be if they knew that he was fucking his niece's pussy.
His wife had long since tolerated his infidelities and never questioned him about them so long as he was discreet and did nothing to embarrass her or their children. What he wondered most about was Theresa's reaction. Theresa was Cindy's mother; his brother's wife and Simon wondered how she would take to the news that he had fuck Cindy. Before his brother and Theresa had married, on more than one occasion Theresa had made a play for him, claiming one time she had chosen the wrong brother. Simon loved his brother and as much as Simon was attracted to the idea of fucking Theresa, he never gave in to the temptation. Now as he plowed the young flesh beneath him, Simon wondered if subconsciously he was fucking Cindy to make up for the fact that he never screwed his brother's wife. Pulling his mouth away from his niece's, Simon bent forward and took one of her peaks in his mouth. As he twirled Cindy's nipple with his tongue, he felt her nails digging deeply in his back. "Why do you want me to stop," he repeated.
"Because this is wrong and you are hurting me," she moaned. "Hurting you how, Cindy?" He asked as each stroke got more intensely powerful.
"You are not making love to me, Uncle, you are fucking me. You wanted me to think of Philippe, but he would not be this rough." "The characters in the movie hate each other, Cindy and when they finally have sex, it would be a fuck not a romantic interlude. We have to make the part look convincing, don't you agree?" When she did not agree with him, Simon decided to try another tactic. Suddenly he pulled out of his niece's steaming box. "What are you doing?" "You told me to stop, Cindy, so I'm stopping?"
"Just like that!"
"Just like that," he echoed. Simon stood up naked and walked unfulfilled and painfully throbbing to the other side of tiny space. He had long since pushed his sweats off. He looked down at Cindy, who remained spread-eagled on the couch with her gaping shiny cunt looking up at him. To make up for the loss of her uncle's cock, Cindy pushed a couple of fingers into her pussy and began to play with herself. Simon watched her finger action and groaned out loud. "You are killing me here, Cindy."
"But I thought you wanted us to make the scene work, Uncle Simon. You told me that we had to do this for the sake of the film and then you pull away. Why?" He paced up and down looking rather silly with his cock jotting out in front of him as he tried to make his position clear to Cindy. "You tell me to stop, then I feel you pulling me closer to you. You tell me it's wrong, yet I feel you opening your legs wider and wider for me to fuck you. What do you want, Cindy? You know what I want. As you can see, it's painfully obvious."
"I don't know what I want. I'm confused. I am feeling all these things that I'm not suppose to and I don't know how to deal with it. We're related, Uncle Simon, yet...yet...yet," she stumbled. "I - we did..." "We fucked. Is that what you are trying to say, Cindy. My cock was in your pussy." "Damn, do you have to be so vulgar. How do you expect me to ever look at you the same after this?" "The same way you did before, Cindy. This was necessary. It still is. We have to be convincing as lovers for the scene." "I'm not talking about the movie, Uncle Simon. I'm talking about the family. How am I supposed to behave around you? Shit, how can we look Dad or Mom in the eyes after this? Don't you think they will know something went on?" "Not if we handle it the right way, Cindy," he said walking back over to the couch.
"Here, give me your hand. How does that feel?" he asked as he placed Cindy's hand over his heated shaft. "This was just in your pussy, Cindy, fucking the shit out of it. Forget about everything else and just enjoy the moment. Tomorrow will take care of itself," he said watching as she weakened. "Oh God, Uncle, I can't help it but I do want to feel your cock in my pussy again. Philippe never fucked me like that. It felt so good the way you were pounding away at me. For a minute there I even forget why we were doing it."
"That's the attitude, Cin," he said pushing her back against the couch. He placed one of her legs over the back of the chair, while the other one rested on his thigh. He watched as Cindy guided his pole back to her pussy and he sunk deeply into her again. This time when they kissed, Simon felt the difference in Cindy's body. She wrapped her legs around his hips and moaned her pleasure in his ear. "Oh yes, Uncle. That's it. Fuck me hard."
"Ah, Cindy. Your pussy is so good. I could fuck you for the rest of my life and never get tired of you. Do I fuck you better than Philippe?" "Yes." "Then you should get rid of him and let me take care of your pussy from now on," he said holding his breath. As Simon continued to move in and out of her tight hole, Cindy still could not believed that she was on her back with her leg spread wide being fucked by her uncle. She knew that things would never be the same again for them. From this day forward she wouldn't be able to look at him without thinking that his cock had been in her pussy and that she enjoyed it. "Cindy, did you hear me?"
"Yes, Uncle," she said as she felt him move more forcefully in and out of her.
"I don't want to break it off with Philippe any more than I think you'd want to divorce Aunt Cecilia," she rationalized.
Simon could not speak for a moment. So intent was his pleasure that his pace increased and he pounded more severely into his niece's cunt. He grabbed her breasts and rotated them against her chest as he fought hard against coming. He felt Cindy's lips against the nape of his neck and almost lost control when her succulent tongue eased from between her lips to lick the salty sweat from his skin. She raised her hips off the couch to meet each pounding beat of his cock. In and out, in and out, Cindy felt her uncle's veined cock slice through the walls of her pussy hitting every nook and cranny. She felt his balls tickle her ass as he slammed in and out of her over and over again. She knew that Philippe would never fuck her like this and she now realized that there is so much to fucking that she did not realize.
"Will you let me fuck you again, Cindy?" he asked in a strained voice as he shot his load into her pussy. His body stilled over hers as his fluid spilled from his cock and into his niece's cunt. He held her hips motionless until he was finished but did not ease up off her. "You didn't answer my question, Cindy." Cindy was still in a daze from the fantastic fuck experience she had just received. She opened her eyes to look at her uncle but saw a different person. The uncle she knew no longer exists. In his place was a man who was her lover. A man who gave her pleasure beyond her wildest imagination. The man she knew deep in her heart she would let fuck her again. The same man who she will have to continue calling Uncle even though deep down she knew that that relationship was gone forever. As she looked at him now, Cindy couldn't help be feel an intense physical closeness to her uncle, something that she had never experience with Philippe nor likely to ever experience with him. She realized that it was useless to fight her feelings because what she just did with her uncle was something that would happen again.
"Yes, Uncle Simon, I will let you fuck me again, but we have to behave as normally as we can around the family. This thing caught me by surprise and I never thought in a million years that I would be fucking my own uncle." "If you don't mind me asking, Cindy, what is the extent of your sexual knowledge with your boyfriend?"
"Well, we kiss and hug. We do a lot of foreplay and then we have sex," she said simply. "That's it." "That's it. Why?"
Simon eased his body off of his niece and shifted slightly so that he was no longer lying between her legs. "Because I want to eat your pussy. Has he ever worshipped you down there?" She shook her head no. "Sweetheart, eating a woman's pussy can sometimes be more pleasurable than fucking. That is, if it's done right and I am going to eat yours right now." There was silence in the room for several seconds and Simon took that as a yes and shifted his body so that he was kneeling on the floor between his niece's legs. He pulled her forward so that her cunt was levelled with his mouth and he threw her legs over his shoulders, cupping her bottom in the palm of his hands. He leaned forward and placed his lips on her abdomen kissing her gently before working his way down to the bush between her legs. He licked the little valleys between her pussy lips and gently nibbled on her clitoris. He felt her quiver and hear a loud moan escape from between her lips. Moving his hands from under her ass, Simon raised his head and spread her pussy lips with his fingers to look more closely at the recently fucked cunt. It did not amaze him how beautiful she was. He knew that she would be beautiful down there and he leaned forward to plunge his tongue deep in her vaginal walls. His tongue flickered back and forth, tasting the salty essence. He slipped two of his fingers into her, digging feverishly before replacing them with this tongue. Cindy wiggled her cunt up and down against her uncle's mouth loving the feel of his cool tongue on her overheated flesh. She rolled her fingers into his hair and brought his head closer to her body. Spreading her leg wider and lifting her ass slightly in the air, it allowed her uncle to eat more deeply at her cunt. "Do you like that?" he asked lifting his head briefly before burying it once again in her twat.
"Oh, Uncle Simon, I love the way you eat my pussy. Oh, yes, yes, yes that's it. Suck harder. Oh God, that feels so good. Make me come, Uncle. Make my pussy sing." Simon continued to lick and claw at his niece's pussy until his cock hardened. He lifted his head from between her legs and looked up at her with cunt juice on his face. Leaning over he placed the tip of his cock at the entrance of her cunt and looked her deeply in the eyes.
"I'm going to fuck the shit out of you now, Cindy. Are you ready to feel your uncle's cock moving out of you?"
"Put it in Uncle Simon. Fuck my pussy." "Turn over," he ordered. Because her pussy was dry, Simon had to work his cock back and forth several times to build up the juice that he sucked from his niece's cunt. He pulled her butt cheeks apart to get a better view at her pussy lips from behind as he continued to lubricate his cock with her juice. When he was satisfied that she was ready to receive him, with one massive stroke, he buried himself deeply into her body. Cindy pushed her mouth into the cushion to stifle her cries of pleasure as her uncle plow her pussy. Back and forth, back and forth Simon rode his niece's ass. He gripped her hips moving them to and from his cock watching in wonder as his cock disappeared and reappeared from Cindy's body. Cindy raised a leg and threw it over the side of the couch giving Simon a much vulgar view of his cock banging away at his niece's tender flesh.
"Do you like the way I am fucking your pussy, Cindy?" "I love the way your cock feels, Uncle."
"Tell me how it feels," he said increasing his pace. "It feels good. Like a piece of iron being rammed back and forth." "Iron you say? That's an interesting description."
"That's what it feels like," she in a robot like voice.
"Fuck me harder, Uncle." To accommodate his niece's wishes, Simon grabbed her hips tightly and pounded his cock viciously in and out of her pussy. The thin layer of the pussy skin that surrounded his cock glided back and forth like a paintbrush as he slid in and out of her. As he began to feel the pressure building, he pumped faster and harder into her until finally his body stilled to drain his seed into her body. After several seconds and his breathing was back to normal, Simon pulled his limp rod from his niece's pussy and bent down to lick some of the juice that had escaped down her thighs. He looked at the slightly gaping hole of her cunt before pressing his lips into her heated core to lick gently at the nub. Cindy pushed and rotated her ass obscenely, reaching behind to pull her butt cheeks apart to give her uncle more access to her cunt.
Finally sated, Simon stood up and dressed as Cindy mirrored his actions. They worked silently, each deep in thought and waiting for the other to say something. Simon walked to the tiny alcove and reached under the countertop to the mini refrigerator pulling out two bottled waters.
"Here," he said walking back to his niece. "I thought you could use a drink after that wild performance just now." "Thanks," she said and took a healthy gulp of the water. There was an awkward, uneasy silence as they both stood in the middle of the room sipping water. "I think-" "We accomplished-" They both said together in an effort to break the silence. Simon looked at his niece, remembering the feel of her naked body pressed into his a he fucked her and his cock stirred again. In an effort to take his mind off the erotic thoughts of Cindy's body, he cleared his throat and moved to put his bottle on the counter.
"Why don't you go first," he said turning to face her again, his body under control now. "No, you go. What were you going to say?" "Oh nothing, just that I think we are not going to have any problems tomorrow doing the scene together. What were you going to say?" "Basically the same thing. At first," Cindy said tucking a lock of her dark hair behind her ear, "I couldn't conceive us doing something so, so vulgar. I guess vulgar is not the right word," she said quickly. "But we are family, Uncle Simon and stuff like this just doesn't happen. Oh God, I guess I am explaining this badly, huh?"
"No, I understand what you mean. Now that it's happen, you feel differently about me. What are you thinking?" "Do you really want to know?" "I wouldn't have asked, Cindy." "All I keep seeing in my mind right now," she said sitting on the couch, "is your head between my legs and my hands in your hair pressing you closer to my body."
"I enjoyed eating your pussy, Cindy." "Jeeze, do you have to say it like that!" "Cindy, you are not a child. Your vagina is referred to in many different ways: Pussy, cunt, twat, box, snatch, etc. And my penis is a cock, shaft, rod, pole, member, etc. People who are passionate and enjoy sex don't say: 'Oh God, why don't you hurry up and put your penis in my vagina and make love to me.' Instead they say: 'Oh god, why don't you hurry up and ram your cock hard in my cunt and fuck the shit out of me.' You are hardly a cold fish, Cindy. You enjoyed fucking me as much as I enjoyed fucking you and eating your cunt."
"I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy it. It's just that, well, you're my uncle." Simon moved to sit next to Cindy on the couch. He grabbed her by the arms and pulled her close to him. "I thought we had settled all this. Does this feel like I am your uncle right now?" he asked pulling her legs apart to finger her pussy. "Look at you. Spreading your legs wider so that I can finger-fuck you better. You like that don't you?" "Oh yes," she said rotating the lower part of her body. "I know that it's going to be hard at first. You know, when we get home and thrown together with the family," he said working his fingers zealously in and out of her pussy. "But as time goes by it will get easier. If I have to take you to a hotel or fuck you in the apartment when Philippe is not home, then so be it, but we will work to find a way to be together. By the way, are you on the Pill or taking some sort of birth control?"
"Good. At least with you, I know I don't have to use a rubber. Pussy just doesn't feel the same with a rubber on," he said as he pulled his fingers out of her body and placed them in his mouth. A knock on the door startled both of them. They looked at each other as though they were caught with their hands in a cookie jar. The knock was repeated and Simon jumped up to answer the door. "Sorry, again. I know it's late but I just wanted to let you know that I just spoke with George and he made a decision tonight about the love scene. Have you seen Cindy? I went to her trailer but it was empty." "Yes, she's right here," Simon said clearing his throat several times. "We were just rehearsing a couple of scenes for next week's shoot. Come in," he opened the door wider to let Molly through.
"Oh good. I'm glad that you are together. Now I don't have to say the same thing twice." "What's going on," Cindy said coming to her feet. "Well, George decided to cut the love scene. He said it's not that crucial to the theme of the movie and since we are slightly over budgeted he doesn't want to take the chance on spending another wasted day if you two can't get your acts together." "But we've finally worked things out!"
"Cindy, it's a little too late for that now. Today George needed it to work. Besides, I thought you would be glad that the pressure is off." "He's not planning to get rid of me, is he?"
"No, your job is safe. Well that's it for me. Looks like I'm going to be able to enjoy my day off tomorrow. You two, please do something fun." "Oh we will, Molly. I've already got the day planned for Cindy and me." "Well, goodnight...again." Once they were alone again, Simon turned to face Cindy. "Well look at the bright side, now I don't have to tell your parents that they used a body double for the love scene." "W-What are you talking about?" "Remember you were so worried about what your parents and people would think if they saw us doing a love scene together." Cindy nodded yes. "Well I thought about it and the only logically explanation I could come up with is that the director used a body double and used your face for head shots."
"Whatever, Uncle Simon. I'm just glad that I don't have to do the scene." "Are you still going to let me fuck you occasionally, Cindy?" He asked walking up behind her and grabbing her breasts. Cindy closed her eyes and leaned back against her uncle's chest and gave herself up to the exquisite pleasure of her his fingers. As much as her mind was telling her it was wrong, her body was telling her it was right. She knew that what she and her uncle started would happen again. How often it would happen, she wasn't sure. So instead of answering his question, Cindy turned, wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his face down for a kiss.