Uncle Ash: Part 4

Lori was home alone, playing a video game by herself. It was normal as school was still out of session and Ashton had to work. Looking out the window she noticed that it was already past dark though. Ashton should have been off work a while ago. She was not a stranger to him coming home late though. He often went out drinking with his coworkers.

Lori grumbled as she paused her video game to check the actual time. It was not that she did not want Ashton drinking, she just felt lonely when he was not home. Before sitting back down on the couch, an idea came to her. She pulled her shirt off over her head, turning it inside out in the process. She then tossed it over the back of the couch and resumed her game. When Ashton came home he was going to find his adorable niece in the living room topless. She was going to tease him and then refuse his advances outright. That would be his punishment.

It was nearly another hour before the front door finally opened. Lori pretended not to hear it and continued to play, waiting for Ashton to enter the living room through the kitchen. Rather than her uncle, a man she did not recognize walked through the doorway, glancing around at the room like a visitor trying to get a feel for the place. Lori paused her game and looked straight at him. He smirked and turned around, leaving the room the way he came.

“Ash!” Lori shouted while running around behind the couch to retrieve her shirt. She marched into the kitchen angrily a moment later.

“Hey, kiddo,” her uncle greeted her with a slight slur. Lori looked around and confirmed that there were three strangers accompanying her uncle. Two were men older than Ashton, a mustached man with black hair and a slightly balding one with brown grey hair along with a girl a little older than Lori herself.

“Hello again,” the mustached man nodded at her.

“I see you’ve met Todd,” Ashton introduced him by name.

“Met is one word for it,” she grumbled.

“I envy you. This little tart is waiting for you when you get home. I am really jealous,” Todd admitted.

“I don’t really like you referring to my niece that way,” Ashton grumbled.

“How do you control yourself around her?” Todd continued regardless.

“What do you mean?” Ashton played innocent. Lori was glaring right at Todd though.

“Oh don’t be embarrassed. My daughter doesn’t always dress properly at home either. Trust me, I’ve seen more of her panties than I care to admit.”

Ashton finally seemed to catch on. “Lori, were you dressed when Todd saw you?” Rather than answering, she simply punched him in the shoulder. “I’ll take that as a no.”

“Aint this just like a club,” the other man interjected. As he spoke he walked up behind the older girl and wrapped his arms around her waist. She grimaced slightly but said nothing. She had reddish brown hair that was longer than Lori’s and wore a belly shirt which was not out of place in the middle of summer. What struck Lori as odd was the intimate way the balding man held her. She was young enough to be his daughter but he acted like they were lovers.

“This is Dale and Molly,” Ashton introduced them.

Lori frowned at him. “Why was someone so young out drinking?” Lori asked.

“She’s our designated driver,” Todd explained. “She came to pick us up when we got too drunk.”

“Daddy, can we go?” Molly asked Dale.

“Not just yet,” he scolded her. “I’ve been dying to meet the girl in Ash’s life. She’s even younger than you.”

Molly looked at Lori inquisitively. “Are you okay?” she asked.

“Hey, don’t make things awkward.” Dale was more than a little annoyed.

“I’m fine.” Lori nodded. She was starting to understand something. “He’s your father, right?” she pointed at Dale.

Dale kissed Molly’s cheek and smiled at Lori. “How are you sure we’re not dating?” he asked smugly.

“Please!” Todd laughed loudly. “I don’t know how you bagged a long legged dame like Carol. You’re so short and sheepish looking. She must’ve taken pitty on you.”

Lori looked at Ashton, silently asking if these two were really friends. “Don’t mind Todd,” Dale brushed off the insults. “He won’t get near me if he’s not sufficiently drunk.”

“That’s cuz you’re a pedo and a rapist,” Todd spat.

Dale only smiled. Molly averted her eyes in embarrassment. Lori looked at Ashton for confirmation. “Todd thinks he’s better than the rest of us,” Dale chuckled. “We know better, don’t we, Ash?”

Lori could see the look of guilt on Ashton’s face. Lori fully realized that Dale was just like him. He took advantage of the young girl living with him. Ashton always believed himself to be slightly better than Dale. At the very least it was just his niece and not his own daughter. He looked at Lori in order to judge her response. She stuck out her tongue at him. She had no desire to ease his conscience.

“She’s feisty, isn’t she?” Dale laughed again. “Was it hard to tame her?”

Lori looked Dale right in the eyes. “He gets a little scary when he wants it. It’s hard to say no,” she was honest, making Ashton feel worse. It was true though. Whenever Lori put up a fight he got forceful, even though he really wanted to be gentle with her. Every once in a while he would get scared she would tattle on him if he did not reiterate that he was in charge and could hurt her if she made him.

Dale was still just smiling. “That’s good. That’s the way to do it. You’ve got to keep them in line a little.” He placed his hand on the back of Molly’s neck and pinched it slightly, making her choke a little. Instinctively her hand traveled up to her throat. She just tugged at her collar to loosen it though rather than trying to pry her father’s hand off. She did her best to appear docile and obedient.

“How does Miranda act when you touch her?” Dale asked Todd.

“I wouldn’t know,” he grumbled.

“Don’t play dumb. You are just as interested as us. You’re just afraid of your wife.”

“I’m afraid of my daughter hating me,” Todd admitted.

“You still want to taste her though,” Dale taunted him.

“I’m fine just watching from here.” Todd sat on a chair in the corner. His eyes were focused on Molly though. Lori got the idea that Dale had let Todd watch him molest his daughter before.

Lori felt genuine pity for Molly. It was already embarrassing to get fucked by her uncle. It would be unbearable if he invited his friends to watch. She wondered if Molly had hoped Todd was there to save her the first time. It must have been such a betrayal when all he did was enjoy her getting raped.

Dale seemed to be able to tell what Lori was thinking. “Don’t worry about her. This slut likes it kinky.” He slapped Molly’s ass loudly. “What about you? Do you like to be watched?” Lori shook her head. She honestly did not. “Ever wanted to watch though?” Dale seemed to be suggesting that she watch him do something to Molly right there and then.

Lori took his meaning literally though. She nodded. “I think about it,” she admitted. “I feel bad that I’m the only one like this. I keep wondering if I should invite my friends over and let Ash play with them. I want to drag them down to my level. I also… I think it’s exciting when a girl is having sex. I want to see my friends getting messed up like me.”

“Well put. I can’t say anything for your friends but I think you and Todd over there are both in for a treat. That is, if your uncle doesn’t mind us borrowing his couch for a bit.”

Molly looked positively terrified as Dale led her out of the kitchen by the back of her neck. Ashton said nothing in the form of protest. Molly yelped when Dale tossed her onto the couch face down. Before she could straighten herself out he sat on her legs and began massaging her butt through her shorts. He pulled her cheeks apart and pushed his thumbs up into her crotch, causing her to squeal. “Daddy, no. I’m still sore from yesterday. You used the beads on me in the bath.”

“You were being punished,” he ignored her pleas.

“What did I do?” she whined.

“You disobeyed daddy. I told you I wanted you in stockings and heels with your legs spread when I got home.”

“It’s embarrassing,” Molly moaned.

“You weren’t embarrassed when you let Chad and Blake double team you.”

“I should have never told you about that,” Molly sobbed.

“You weren’t a virgin?” Lori asked.

Molly shook her head. “She was a slut,” Dale answered for her. “I caught her sneaking out and decided she could just stay home if she needed to get dicked that badly.”

Lori glared at Ashton. He knew she was mad because he took her first time away. Unlike Molly who was a whore who liked sex to begin with, her only experience has been with Ashton.

“I’m sorry,” Molly wailed as Dale pulled her shorts down and pushed his thumb into her butthole along with the cloth of her panties.

“You’re only sorry you got caught. If it wasn’t me doing this to you it’d be Chad and Blake. If you’re just gonna be a hole for dicks why should I let someone else have the fun.” Dale had obviously made up his mind about Molly long ago. No matter how much she pleaded he had no intentions of going easy on her.

Lori pinched her knees together as she watched Dale strip Molly’s clothes off piece by piece. It was the first time she had seen another girl’s bare privates in person. Her pubic hair was blonde just like the rest of her hair but rather than the color, Lori was drawn in by how groomed it looked. She did not exactly let her own brown pubic hair grow wildly but Molly’s had been trimmed neatly to the point that Lori could only liken it to a golden carpet with how short and squared the hairs were. She desperately wanted to reach out and touch it.

Dale was a very careful man. He would not have easily revealed his secret relationship to Todd were he not sure that Todd would keep the secret. He spent months gauging his reactions to different hints Dale dropped about his misdeeds with his daughter. This was also how he guessed what type of person Ashton was. He was definitely paying attention to Lori’s intrigued expressions. He seemed to enjoy the attention she was giving his daughter.

Almost as if he could guess what Lori was thinking, he lifted Molly into his lap and turned around on the couch so her crotch was facing Lori. He ran his hand over her smooth pubic hair and massaged the skin of her crotch. She moaned softly while leaning forward. She tried to push her legs together to hide her crotch but Dale used his legs to pull hers apart. He also rubbed the top of her actual cunt until her clit could be seen poking out. She gasped and leaned back against her father.

Lori watched her breasts swaying slightly. She knew what it was like to lean against a man’s chest without a shirt or bra on. The contact on her bare back also made her feel giddy. Ashton loved running his hands over her shoulder blades and the small of her back. He also liked to grip her waist and comment on how slender she was.

Even before her mother abandoned her, Lori had always been close with Ashton. She felt like they would get along no matter what. It was exciting to her that he found her body attractive and wanted to touch her bare skin. It was not something she could have fathomed when she was younger. Her normal thoughts about their relationship being inappropriate often fell to the wayside when she tried to think about the romantic aspect of two friends simply going past their normal boundaries because they could not help themselves.

The idea of relationships was something that always confused Lori. How did two completely separate people end up getting so close they would not mind if one inserted a body part into the other person’s orifices. Looking at Molly mewling as her father pushed his fingers into her cunt and stuck his tongue in her ear she felt that it would always be this way; one of the two had to pretty much force the other to give up control of their body and hope their was no retaliation.

When put like that, relationships seemed like a wonderful thing. Two people agreed that they liked each other enough to do something as embarrassing as taking off their clothes in front of one another and of course more. Her daily conversations with Ashton always avoided the topic of sex. It was like he did not want to remember what they had done the night before despite how forceful he was. It was embarrassing for him too. She liked knowing that even if he was rough with her during the act he would always go back to being her gentle uncle afterward.

Lori was brought back from her thoughts by Molly yelping. Looking down at her exposed crotch, which was glistening by then, Dale had inserted his cock into her cunt from behind. Molly’s eyes bulged in surprise. She looked like she may be sick at any moment.

Dale’s cock was bent backwards to fit into her cunt from that angle. As a result of it trying to straighten itself it was pressing against the inside of her pelvis. Every time he shoved into her the shaft would rub against her clit. Saliva flew from the corners of her mouth as she breathed out while trying not to scream.

Her whole body lifted off the couch as Dale began to buck from underneath her. The fact that his cock nearly straightened itself every time he pulled out made it hard to shove back in. Lori likened the sight before her to Molly being stabbed in the crotch repeatedly.

Still trying to keep from screaming, Molly retrieved her discarded shirt from beside her on the couch and pulled it taut between her fingers before biting it. Her eyes crossed as she let her body be jostled up and down by her father. As he often raped her at home when her mom was just in the other room, she was used to having to keep herself quiet. Lori could not help but giggle as she watched the ridiculous look on Molly’s face. Getting fucked looked like a definite chore for her.

From further back than Lori or Ashton, Todd was watching Molly’s plight with definite intrigue. He was particularly transfixed by the flopping of her breasts as Dale bounced her. In much the same way Ashton had a favorite part of a girl, the waist where the stomach turned into the crotch, he had a favorites spot as well; the areolas. With a daughter of his own, he was used to seeing girls dress up in skimpy outfits. They showed off their bellies and thighs like it was nothing. However, the one spot they would always cover was their nipples. Even if their cleavage revealed half their breasts, that one part could not be seen. As a result, he coveted that one place on a woman’s body.

Every morning Todd went straight to his daughter’s room in hopes of catching sight of something he normally could not see. She often tossed in her sleep and her pajamas would come open. His phone was filled with pictures of his sleeping daughter with her shirt laying open exposing her nipples. Sometimes if she was deep enough asleep he would be the one to open her shirt if it were not already unbuttoned.

That was about as far as he had ever gotten with Miranda though.