Lana - The Other Niece...

Niece Lana - SIL Becky's Other Daughter

I was buried balls deep in Becky when her phone rang with her daughter Lana's ringtone. She reached to answer it and told me to keep pumping as it shouldn't be too long a call. I always enjoyed trying to get her to moan or gasp when she took calls so it was game on. I was enjoying her pussy today as she said she had a real itch that needed scratching. With the new sexual activities she had taken on, plus with advice from Tara, her fitness trainer daughter, she was a MILF that I do fuck. MIDF?

"Hello, Lana, are you okay?" Her younger daughter, Lana, was 23, finished her college course and had decided to become a writer. She seemed shy and bookish but this wasn't always the full truth. She was cute, took after her mother, but her mom said she had started to gain weight and let herself go a bit. I always got along really well with Lana and while I was gone, we kept in touch regularly. I write a bit too and she enjoyed sharing her ideas and plots with me. We even co-wrote a short story that was selected for inclusion in judging for a small literary prize but didn't make it past that stage. I encouraged her in her writing, which was going very well, as well as getting into shape, which was not, apparently. Most of our conversations happened in the chat window of the Doc we were using to collaborate on things but we would sometimes video chat as well. She had opened up a few times and I did my best to make helpful suggestions. My wife wasn't overly keen on her as a person but never really said why. I liked Lana a lot and wondered what lay under the surface of the feigned shyness.

I pumped Becky a bit harder thinking about Lana's tits though remembering they were like cantaloupes on her chest. I wondered what they would feel like for a titty fuck. Becky's pussy felt good as I pumped away thinking about this happening.

"What do you mean, moving? What's wrong with your place? Who are you moving in with? When?" Sounds like the conversation was getting interesting. Let's see what thumbing her ass would do to keep her focused.

"What... ooooh... do you think... ahhhh... that will..." She reached back and smacked my leg. "No, I'm okay, I was just down in the basement when I heard the ringing phone. Just catching my... aaaaaah... breath... mmmmmm... now." I knew she was close so tried to keep her right on the edge. She loved that thumb action but loved cock buried in her pooper even more.

"Just a second..." She put Lana on hold, turned her head to me saying, "Balls deep in my ass in one stroke, now, fuck meeeeeee." Her back arched as I did what she needed. "Ahhhhhhhh, that's it. Pound me hard." I fucked away as she tried to compose herself to get back onto the call. "Sorry, honey, I had to get a package. Let me call you back in ten minutes as there is another delivery coming right away."

As the kids say, it's time to go to Poundtown.

My cock pistoned in and out of her tight chute over and over. From half stroking her to full deep thrusts in her ass, she moaned and writhed like a woman on fire. "Fuck my ass, fuck it hard, fuck me, now, now, now." She was close when she started to give orders. I pulled her hips back and spread her knees wider opening the hole fully. Between grabbing her tits and squeezing her nipples and her ass stretched wide open, she convulsed into a long orgasm. The long moan and shaking slowly gave way to total relaxation. I knew she needed a few moments before she would finish me so I kept riding her ass. Surprisingly enough, rather than turning to finish me with her mouth, she arched her back again and moaned, "I want more. Fuuuuuuuck me." I was still hard and ready so I redoubled my efforts.

My hand rubbed her sopping pussy with my hand as I adjusted to a one leg kneeling, one crouching to get a different position. The change in position along with the increased speed was whipping her into a frenzy. The sucking noise of my cock sliding in and out. "Ride that cock, sis, I want to blow my load into your ass." I squeezed her nipples tight as I said that and her ass contracted on my cock. I could feel her build toward orgasm. Her order to 'gape me' came almost at the same time I did. She felt my final thrust and had her final orgasm of this session, collapsing to the bed with me on top. I slipped my flaccid cock out and watched a final drip or two of cum bubble out. Becky did, too, and quickly licked the cum on my dick and sucked out the little that remained inside.

"I love having your cum in me, Larry."

As you might be able to tell, there is some history with Lana and her mother. There is a rumour that Lana is the reason her father is missing. There is also some innuendo it involved her doing some things she shouldn't have done with her father present. It's a forbidden topic for Becky in conversation with a reaction that varies from her staring daggers to you actually thinking she will take a dagger to you.

Let's just say, I don't quite put it past her to become stabby if needed.

Tara, on the other hand, is the golden child. I tried to fuck Becky once when she came on the phone and she nearly squeezed off my cock with her hole. That was also forbidden. But Lana, I can do whatever and Becky will be dropping the phone and doing what needs to be done to fully satisfy me.

"Sounds like Lana needs some help. Are you able to head out that way and see what is happening? I am worried about her moving on her own. I want to call her and have a plan. She said you two are in contact regularly with writing so maybe you can be more help than me to figure this out?" As an independent consultant, I have a large amount of freedom in my time so Becky has often asked me to take part with her daughters when possible. I'd say a father figure but I am not sure Tara would agree with that. Kissing Cousins? Kissing Uncle!

She called Lana back. "Sorry, the delivery guy was stuffing the package in my box when you called but I am here now. Tell me what you need. Uncle Larry just happen to stop by and I am going to try to convince him to come and see you to help." She listened and made notes for a few minutes. "Wanna speak to her?"

"Hello, Lana, how are things?"

"Great, Uncle Larry... oh wait, Larry! New place with an old friend you might remember. Patricia but everyone called her Trix. We found a cool loft to get but can you come and see it with us and let us know what you think? Trix has a great project she can show you, too!"

We set a time to meet out there and she let me know what was necessary to do so I could pack the right things. "I will see you on Thursday and stay for the weekend at a hotel there. No, it's okay, I don't want to crowd you in the new place. Okay. We'll see what it's like then I can find a place. Okay. Okay. Call me if you need anything before I leave."

It sounded interesting to say the least. As a young teen, Trix was one of those girls that pulled attention on purpose. As an early bloomer, she was not ashamed of her body at all. You know those girls that just know what gets men in a lather? That's her. She was the one in a angelic white sheer top at church sitting primly in the first pew. She was the one in a thong bikini at the family public swim asking the watching dads to help her reach for flutter boards or to blow up float toys. She was the one that her skirt blew up in the wind in front of the class trip to the museum revealing that she wore no underwear. She's the one that was tongue kissing and groping at the school dance in the middle of the floor with the head cheerleader at school. Each of these events she managed to 'talk her way out of trouble' with the men in charge after repeated discussions and private meetings.

I last saw the both of them when they were thirteen, ten years ago. Now I was going to help them move into a loft in the city in two days. I was glad I had booked a hotel room so I could leave if I needed to. I had a feeling there were going to be a number of things that came up during this trip.

"Becky, you now owe me quite a few."

"Anything. Anywhere. Anytime. Anyhow."

"Well then, how about you..."

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The drive was uneventful. I went out a day early to finish up a consulting job I had in the city that yielded some serious personal benefits. As a 'problem solver' of sorts, I help businesses to streamline what they do and find out where things are going wrong. With today's costs, you either work lean or you are finished. I found that one of their accountants was embezzling about 10% of all the revenue. I can do things one of two ways and chose to do the easier way of no police involvement. It saves a lot of bad publicity and usually recovers all the money unless they put it up their nose. This one had great investments so the business actually made a decent profit on his crime. He, of course, paid it all back with interest. I get a percentage on recovered fund plus my retainer so it paid well. I went for steak dinner with the CEO and some of the key staff and had an early night.

At 8:00 the next morning, I was knocking on Lana's door. Three knocks later, she answered in a thin white t-shirt and a pair of panties. Her breasts were stunning. They should be implants but she is all natural. When she realized it was me, she jumped forward and jammed her tits into my chest, hugging me tightly. "Uncle... Larry! You're on time and here. Come on in. We are just getting ready to go." The t-shirt, already short, did nothing to cover her heart shaped ass. Looks like the fitness training was working just fine. There was no gap between her legs but, damn, that didn't matter in the least. I took a few moments to try to figure out how she managed to get those panties over that ass and enjoy the show she was putting on. After ten years away, it seems like nothing had changed with her other than her body fully ripening. The hallway certainly wasn't long enough for any more consideration.

Mind out of the gutter, Uncle Larry. You can't fuck everyone...

The place was packed with plastic boxes filled with all the items in the apartment. The apartment was an apartment with two bedrooms, a kitchen, a bath, and a living room. Picture any bland apartment you have seen and this is it. Even the carpet was beige. "Trix, my Uncle's here. You remember Larry, right?"

Trix came out of her room in just a satin robe. "Larry, you look great." She came to hug me and I guess she 'kind of forgot' her robe didn't have a belt. As she reached to embrace me, the robe opened, forcing her to press her naked body against me. She was quite fit, somewhere around a 32C-20-34 for sizing. Think 'hot' and you have it. She was cuter than pretty but the aura she radiated was amazing. She kept the hug going beyond polite time limits making sure to go on tip toes to kiss my neck and say, "Welcome to our apartment. I know Lana has the better tits but I hope I look okay, too, eh, Uncle Larry?" She twirled and laughed as the robe spun away from her body. Laughter was on her lips but her eyes certainly implied something else.

After disentangling myself from dark thoughts of her and her enveloping robe, I asked them what was next.

"Let's go see the place. Trix has the key for the place. Go put on something that looks less indecent, please. Think 'grown up' not 'adult film star', please, I want to meet the neighbours on a positive note. Trix smiled and went to change... with the door open. Most of her stuff was on the bed so as she tried it on, she came out to the unpacked standing mirror in the living room. Of course, she only tried on tops or bottoms. Not both together. With each piece, she asked both of us what we thought. I think Lana enjoyed the show as much as I did. She finally decided on a short skirt that fell just below her cheeks as long as she didn't move and a cute boob tube that mostly contained her lovely Cs. Lana, on the other hand, went for shiny blue spandex tights and a cropped hoodie. Based on how the hoodie rested on her chest, the melons were unstrapped and the tights showed she was either commando or in even smaller panties that her sleepwear.

"This is your idea of grown up, eh?" Trix smacked her ass and asked Lana the same question back. Both laughed at me and each took an arm. Lana's breast was firm against my arm and Trix had taken my arm in a tight grip.

"We're ready. Take us now, Larry!" They both giggled for longer than the joke was funny.

"Here's the address." I had already looked it up on Google and found out from the listing that it was a 2000 square foot loft in a decent area. On the top floor, it also had a deck with something of a view as well as two indoor parking spots. It looked great and the pictures were fantastic. I brought my truck so that we could move boxes so it was a bit of a tight fit getting in. I held the rear door open for Trix and as she climbed in using the running board, she made sure to duck her head low and stretch out to get her leg in.

"Somethings in the way, Larry, hang on a minute while I move it." Standing with the door open and Trix's crotch directly in line with my face, I was reminded why so many men in her life got into trouble. "All good, Larry. Thanks for waiting." She popped into the back and sat in the center of the back seat. She smiled sweetly at me in the rear view mirror. I had certainly enjoy her rear view as well so I smiled back brightly.

Lana smacked my arm. "Larry, focus on the job please." Her giggling gave away her true meaning. With two beautiful women along for the ride, the short drive to their new place passed quickly. Lana's breasts bounced over each road imperfection in her hoodie and Trix seemed to have some issues with the way she put her boob tube on as she had to keep on arching her back so she could adjust it. "I have the code for the underground parking lot, too, so we don't have to find somewhere to park." After entering the code, we drove into a large parking space under the old warehouse. Their spot was close to the door so that would make moving in easier for sure.

Lana bounced out of the truck and looked around while Trix sat and waited for me to open the door for her. With her eyes on mine, she slipped over on the seat and put one foot on the running board. Her skirt was more a belt at this time and her lack of panties was obvious. I offered her my hand to get out and she took it willingly with a warm soft hand. With a cooed, "Thanks, Larry," she stepped out to join me. She stumbled slightly and I caught her in my arms feeling her wrap around me as she found her balance. This girl knew every trick to get the attention she so direly needed.

"Trix, can we go and see the place? I think Larry has seen enough of you and your pussy for the next while, eh?" Trix smiled at her and blew me a kiss as she started off toward the elevator. The swish of her hips and the flash of her cheeks was hypnotic. She flipped her skirt up to show her ass to both of us and laughed as she walked on. "She loves showing off, eh, Uncle Larry? Remember when she wore that white swimsuit that became transparent when wet when we went to that water park our whole family went to as kids before you left? The life guards were so angry and had to talk to her for a long time in their office but then they let her stay. Crazy times." I did indeed. It was surprising as Trix's father was along and had to have known the suit was like that, no? But I guess with five other older daughters to care for, things slip through the cracks.

The place was great. It was an old industrial warehouse that they had split into lofts and apartments. Lana pressed against me and pushed four for the top floor of the place. "I am so excited for you to see this, Larry." Trix was using the mirrored wall to adjust her skirt making sure it was perfectly level with the crease of her cheeks as well as lining up her tube top for maximum cleavage with only a moderate possibility of sliding off.

With a ding, we reached the top floor and headed down to the apartment. It was at the end of the hall giving it allowing it to have three sides of windows with how you entered in the center. Think a capital I for the layout of the building. Turning the key, Trix pushed open the door and walked in. It was fantastic light. Being an old warehouse, this must have been some sort of assembly room or sewing room as the light flooded in through waist height to ceiling windows. The rest was brick and the industrial chic so popular a while ago. I'd guess the ceilings were at least sixteen feet high but they might have been more. There were two loft like platforms on either end with the kitchen and bathroom on the wall that we entered.

Trix twirled in happiness, her skirt lifting with the sun shining on her cute ass. "What do you think, Larry, isn't it great?" Great, this place was amazing. I wanted to move in myself.

"Yes, it is fantastic. Trix, what a great choice." She looked back and smiled at me. "Let's see the rest of it."

Trix said, "Me first," taking my hand to show me her side of things. With the costs of rent in the area, most of these places were set up for two people to live in and this one was no different. Trix had an area under the platform with a staircase to go up. Windows surrounded it so it was bright and lovely with thick solid planks forming the floor. "Come up and see the loft..." She went before me and slowly climbed the stairs. I alternated between looking at her ass and the view out the window. At the top, it was an open platform with large curtains you could close all around the platform and window for sleeping. The railing was solid to a bit over waist height around the edge of the platform but allowed you to look over to the other platform as well as to below. The windows were floor to ceiling with no railing to disrupt the view.

Trix boosted herself up to rest on her belly and look over the platform. "I can see everything down below, Larry!" I could see everything down below, too. "Isn't it great?" Sure was. She wiggled with joy as she said it.

Lana called to me from the other side. "Larry, once Trix shows you everything she has, come over here, please." Trix showed me how this platforms windows faced another building across an open lot.

"You will have to be careful at night to keep the curtains closed as this platform is almost like a stage." With a devilish grin, Trix smiled at me.

"Oh, I know that, don't you worry." With that cryptic comment, she twirled and said, "Let's see Lana's side." Taking my hand, we walked down the stairs, across the wide open space and slowly up the stairs to the opposing loft in front of me again. This one had windows overlooking a large green space and a number of smaller homes along quiet streets. "She got the better view but it will help her with her writing and thinking." She gave Lana a big hug and stood with her hand in hand while I looked at the setup. Pretty much the same as Trix platform, it was exactly the same size and other than the view, equally as nice.

"Well, ladies, you have done very well indeed." Trix beamed with the compliment and grabbed me in another hug. "Group hug," she called and Lana came in as well. Trix was, as always, the meat in the sandwich.

"When do we start moving your stuff here?"

"Larry, that's all taken care of. Movers arrive later today to get all the items." My back and I smiled thinking about not having to lift and carry all those plastic totes. "All we have to do is unpack and relax. We don't have much stuff so it should be ready for tonight if we are lucky. Lana is going to go back to the old apartment and wrangle the movers and I am waiting here for them to arrive. The internet installer is coming today as well." Sounded like they had everything together. "Can you give Lana a ride back to the apartment now? The movers texted and said they would be there in thirty minutes." With some hesitation, I left with Lana. That place was fantastic.

The movers arrived and with surprising speed, the four of them had most of the items out within an hour. There wasn't much there so it cleared out super quickly. Lana dropped the keys off to the manager, told her the cleaner would be there in an hour, said her good byes, and we just beat the truck back to the loft. Trix had arranged all the necessary elevator needs so the guys were in and out with the boxes. Trix showed them where to put them as well as giving them a real show. With each box marked, she showed the guys which loft was which by showing them up each set of stairs. They didn't really seem interested in the view out the windows though, for some reason. They were slow to drop the boxes but may have set some track records from the truck to the loft. It was less than an hour of action to finish and I have never seen guys so sad to finish up a job. She tipped each a twenty and a kiss and sent them on with memories of what could have been in a parallel universe. One looked at me and I shrugged my shoulders as if to say, 'sorry it's not you here'.

Trix had her sit stand computer desk set up under the platform to allow her to face out. Her Aeron chair was a bit of a surprise as it was a very costly piece. The rest of her computer gear was packed carefully away in boxes marked fragile. I noticed early that there was an industrial level of receptacles around the whole loft. "There was a photographer in here before, Larry, in case you are wondering why it's so well set up. He ran his business and lived here. I can set up my computer anywhere I want. Lana's is the same on her side." She was quickly and efficiently setting up her desk and station. The coy play was gone but the skirt was still revealing more than it covered as she ran cables under the desk. She quipped, "I love poking things through holes, don't you, Larry?" as she arched her back to reach up to run the cable through the hole in the desk.

Lana called over, "Trix, remember when you made our teacher spit out his coffee and nearly choke when you bent over the computer chair in class in high school? I think everyone in there watched you and when your skirt slipped right up, you didn't have any underwear on at all! The chair back was a bit too high so your feet couldn't quite touch the ground so you were kind of stuck till he had to help you up." They both laughed about this 'unfortunate incident' that got Trix sent to the office for ten individual detentions with the principal. Such a naughty girl.

I wandered over to see how Lana was doing with her setup. Her desk was also below the platform and her matching Aeron chair and desk were there. She had a bit less tech but was still well equipped for most anything. She had a great mechanical keyboard and certainly had every possible piece for success in writing. "What do you think, Larry? Isn't this awesome?" I couldn't imagine a better place than this for anyone in the city, that's for sure.

"If you don't mind me asking, what does a place like this go for?" I knew my niece did okay with her writing pieces but this was more than that.

From across the room, Trix replied, "Not a cent. One of my admirers rented it for me for two years."

"Hey?"

"An admirer. A sugar daddy? You know, a guy with money that wants to spoil a hot chick?"

"I see. And what do you do for this money?"

"Nothing if I don't want to. He lives in the building right across from here and likes to watch hot young girls. He found himself staring right at my pussy when I bent over in front of him at the store and had to come over to say hello. His name is Nick and he's 68. He lives in that place over there with the window facing directly over here. He doesn't go out much and would rather sit at his own place with a more interesting show to watch. He never knows who or what I will do and he loves it."

"You are kidding, right?"

"Not at all. Lots of these guys out there. This one covers the rent, another is going to lease a car for me, others contribute to my 'expenses', and other buy gifts for me."

"Damn."

"Damn is right. Everything is paid for two years with a rock solid, prepaid lease for us. Lana gets to work on her novel, I do some coding, and other than opening the curtains now and again, I have no other responsibilities. I know Tara is getting famous on Instagram but my followers pay for everything for me. Every now and again I give him a treat by showing off for him. Want to see?"

What the hell. She texted him to look at the top platform with his spotting scope. She went up and stood in front of the window, lifting her skirt, and rubbing her pussy. Her phone went wild with notifications as she did this. A minute or so later, she walked back down smiling saying, "He tipped me $1000 for that show so that I could take you and Lana for dinner tonight."

Well, fuck, I am a kept man now.

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Dinner was great. A fine steakhouse with two stunning young women in skintight sheath dresses makes for a great evening out. Service couldn't have been better as the various waiters, the Maître d', the owner, and other diners stopped by to serve us and to wish us a great meal. Lana's breasts were stupendous in the dress with only a prayer holding the material in place. Trix had caught every eye as she was seated. The pale yellow dress revealed almost as much as it covered. Both dresses showed clearly that there was nothing between their bodies and the thin fabric. The meat on the plate, a medium rare ribeye, was fantastic as well.

We chatted well into the evening and took an Uber back as parking is tough by the steak house. Trix, sitting in the middle, certainly made the driver's night until he side swiped a car in front of their building. Trix apologized and left him standing there trading insurance information with the car's owner. Both women clung to me as we walked to the lift and up to their floor. I made sure they were both safely in, kissed both of their heads, and told them to text me when they were ready for me to come over tomorrow. Both argued that I should stay but as I had already dropped off my bag at the hotel, I told them I had to go there for the night. I argued that there were only their two beds and I wasn't going to sleep in a chair. Both offered to share but after a long day, I headed off.

Back at the hotel, I showered and shaved to be ready for tomorrow. Trix had booked me a great room (or perhaps her benefactor did) with a nice hot tub and a great view of the city. I had just filled the tub when there was a knock on the door. In my hotel robe, I went to see who was there. Room service likely got the wrong room.

"Evening, girls, what brings you out tonight?" Trix and Lana stood there in hot pants and t-shirts.

Sexy, check. Smiling, check. Naughty ideas, check.

"We couldn't leave you alone in the big city, you might get scared!"

Such diligent girls to check on their uncle this way, you would think.

"Can we come in to see your room?" They looked around quickly and saw that there was a good size hot tub already filled and steaming.

"Last one in's a rotten egg!"

Trix had her shorts off before 'one' and was naked by 'rotten'. Lana was a hair's breadth behind her. Both were naked and waiting by the tub for me.

"Girls, I am Lana's uncle and know your father well, Trix."

"And we know you are fucking Becky and Tara whenever you can. We're next!"

Okay. Women do talk I guess. Do I try to deny or do I simply accept the situation and get in the tub?

With Trix on one side and Lana on the other, we all relaxed and let the jets soothe us from the long day. "I'm glad you have a king size bed, Larry, I like to move around a lot." Trix was positioning her pussy over one of the jets and played with her tits as the jet worked her up. Lana's breasts were nipple deep in the water when she knelt on the seat. "Do you like your niece's tits? I think they are the best I have ever seen on another girl. Certainly the best natural ones." I'd agree. They were beyond belief and fully on display for me. "Okay, enough of this, I want some fucking. Shower, bed, banging."

I let the two girls shower up first. The cabinet was too small for more than one so Trix went first, Lana next, and I showered third. By the time I came out of the shower, Lana had her legs up on Trix's shoulders while she licked her pussy with fervour. Trix's ass was pointing straight at the bathroom door and in it's wet state, there was no question where I was starting. I knelt behind Trix and slipped my cock into her folds until my balls were against her. Lana screamed as Trix had doubled her efforts while I fucked her. Trix squeezed and twisted to move her hips to play along but Lana's legs held her mostly in place. With my cock deep in her and my hands on her hips, I was in the perfect position to watch the licking in action. Trix was no stranger to this and Lana certainly enjoyed the ministration. I had slipped my thumb into Trix's ass and she bucked a bit while wiggling on it. Likely bumping my top sexual memory, Lana looked up at me and said, "Fuck her hard. Pound that pussy. Bang that bitch."

And I did.

Trix came hard and quickly. She was quiet when she did but the orgasmic wracks of her whole body showed this was good for her. As she shook, I used this time to duck behind her and eat her pussy. This sent her into conniptions with moans and squeaks escaping her lips. "Yesssssssssss!" I smacked her ass and told her to swap places with Lana. She flipped onto her back and Lana assumed the same position. Those tits of hers hung to the bed even when she was in doggy position. Her nipples rubbed the sheets as I started fucking her. 'Oooooo ooooo oooooo oooooohhhh' was repeated over and over as she carpet munched and rode my cock in her pussy. I spit on her hole to lube it up to see if she liked cock in her ass as much as her sister and mom.

Fuck, did she!

I popped the head in first to let her feel it but she slammed back on me forcing it deep inside her. "Don't fucking stop fucking my hole till you cum up my ass, Larry, don't you even dare."

Challenge accepted.

She was hot and tight but I was in good practice so I pounded away while she made Trix cum again and again. "Tell me when you are going to cum so I can... cum... with... you... please... now... please... oooooooooh."

I smacked her ass and said, "Get ready." I started the pump down with seven, six, five, four, three, hold hold hold, two, hold hold, one, "Here I cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuum." She went rigid as my squirts filled her ass. Frozen statue like for nearly a minute, she finally dropped to the bed with her eyes closed.

"Damn, you turned her into stone, Larry. What a bad uncle!" Lana had woken from her orgasmic rigid state and was smiling up at me from the bed while Trix held her.

"Uncle Larry, that's the best ass fuck I have had in years. How did you know I liked that?" How to say, 'anal is your mom's favourite, too,' to your niece?

Perhaps you don't.

"Your ass looked perfect and I wanted to fuck it. That's all."

"Right, I know Tara loves it because I used to hear her and her boyfriend doing it that way. Dad said mom loved it that way too when he used to..." A slightly awkward moment passed with a smile on Tara's lips and confusion on my face as I put some more pieces together.

Trix came to the rescue saying, "I'm going back into the tub then into the shower. Come join me." We relaxed and enjoyed a nice long soak entwined together in the tub adding hot water as it cooled. Trix wanted to make out with me so she straddled my hips and showed me new ways to tongue wrestle. I tickled her pucker and my cock grazed her pussy lips multiple times during our make out session. Whispering in my ear before she headed to the shower, Trix said, "I've two other holes you still need to try, Larry." When she went to shower, Lana asked to be taught to do what Trix just showed me.

As a good uncle, I showed her and let her practice.

"Enough of that without me, get showered and come to bed." Last out of the shower, I emerged to see both of the girls sleeping in the bed. I crawled in beside them and fell fast asleep.

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When I awoke the next morning, Trix was on my left, Lana on my right, both nestled against me breathing deeply. I did my best to get out of bed without waking either one but by the time I made it down the bed, Lana was swinging her legs off to get up. Trix was a bit slower but after coming out of the bathroom, both were dressed and ready to go. "Get dressed Uncle, we are taking you home. Pack your bag, we want you to stay with us while you are here."

Hard to argue with such logic.

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We grabbed some groceries on the way back to have some breakfast. Trix was a huge coffee fan so one of her admirers had purchased a plumbed in espresso machine that was set up prior to the girls moving in. She knew how to work these knobs well and soon had three steaming double espressos ready for us to enjoy. After a few eggs and some toast, I was ready for whatever would come next.

Trix had been texting with her admirer this morning while sipping her coffee. She turned to ask me, "If you were to pick a camera of your dreams, what would you get?"

My eye had been on a new mirror less camera of late, "Likely a Sony A7 IV with a couple of lens I suppose. It's kind of the top camera now. Why do you ask?"

"No reason, just interested. My admirer loves photos of me and asked if I knew any photographers."

"Well, it's not really a selfie camera so you'd need a photographer to get the best out of it. Your cell phone will likely do better for selfies than that."

"Larry, if he gets you that camera and some lenses, will you let me blow you in the window tonight so he can watch?"

"Fuck, no."

"Please?"

"Trix, I am a married man. I can't have other women blowing me."

"You fucked your little niece's ass last night and came in her not to mention you fucked me to full orgasm."

"That wasn't in front of a window with another guy watching."

"Larry, please? For me? I want to say 'thank you' for the place, too."

Damn. What sort of offer is this now?

"Is he going to video record it from over there? I cannot do that."

"No, just like a voyeur watching from afar like he always does."

"I'd want to wear a ski mask over my face to avoid being recognized if any photos came out."

"You can wear one of my ripped pantyhose legs. I'll tear it off and you can put it on. He's fine with that. He's more interesting in watching my mouth on your cock. You will be like a human spurting dildo. We will do it this evening, around 9:00. You can't cum before then."

With these two, that was going to be a long ten hours, let me tell you. No way I can stay around here. I'm going to have to go out.

"He knows that he's putting out about $20K for the setup, right?"

Looking at her phone again, "He says it is in stock at that big camera store you pointed out. The famous one? We can pick it up today along with whatever three lenses you want as well as anything else you need for it. In or out?" and with a devilish smile, "Or both?"

Damn.

"Damn."

"If you are in, it is ready whenever. He said feel free to pick it up and try it out with me today. If you get any images we both like, he'd like to see them, too."

I can't say I have ever whored myself out for money other than all the years I traded my physical and mental energy for a pay cheque...

Fuck, why not?

"I'm in."

She gave a small yelp of delight and said, "We'll go get it soon, Larry!"

She got busy with whatever it is she also does so I went over to help Lana get the rest of her things set up. She was unpacking her clothes into the drawers and rods. "Hey, about last night... I hope it's not too weird now, Uncle Larry. Ever since I knew about sex, I wanted you in me. Last night just made it possible. I never made a move before you left but always wanted to. No matter how much I showed off when you were around, you never tried anything. But now, here we are..."

"It's not weird at all other than your 'fainting goat' orgasm... hahaha."

She hugged me and laughed along. "I haven't cum like that in forever, Larry, it was awesome. I was there but so far into my own mind it was crazy."

"Well, you were always a feast for the eyes but now I get to enjoy it."

"Anytime you are in the city, you have a place to lay your head and you can lay your niece, too." She had jokes, that's for sure. "Help me put these panties in the top drawer." Lace, satin, silk, and mesh were the fabrics of choice with wisps of material that looked more like eye patches than panties. With no complaints, I carefully put the panties away while she took out the couple of bras she had and put them carefully away. "I don't wear them much but they are custom made and fucking expensive" she said as she saw my jaw drop when I saw the cups. "I'm glad my tits are still okay for pertness." She swung around to me and bounced on the spot showing that they were. "Like them, Uncle Larry?" The bulge in my pants wouldn't allow me to lie if I wanted to.

We finished up the mundane tasks of unpacking her stuff and I went to work setting up her desk so she was ready to work. "I want to do a thousand words today on the novel before we go and Trix is in contact with her admirers so do whatever you want. We should be both done by noon." I grabbed my laptop bag and set up at the dining room table, sans Aeron chair. A few emails had come in and one of the clients I worked with asked if I would be in the city anytime soon. I gave him a call and found out he was available now so bid the girls good bye and headed over to do my own work. It was the start of what was likely a very lucrative contract with reasonable timelines so I was doubly pleased to be in the city today. He needed a few days to get the documents together but would have them to me for the next week. That left me the rest of this week and the weekend to enjoy the time with the girls.

I called my wife and found out she was delayed with her own business trip and wouldn't return for yet another week. Thankfully, her best friend was out there so she was able to stay with her making it seem much easier. We made plans for the boy to stay with his grandparents and enjoy all farm life had to offer. That ensured I was able to stay on my own business trip.

I got back just before lunch time. Both of the girls were dressing to head out to come pick up the camera with me. "Larry, we are doing a school girl look for you today!"

Yep, they achieved that.

I am not sure the photo shop would be the same again. Rather than just school girls in pictures to lust over for the men with cameras, they were coming calling. Both were channeling the Britney Spears' *Baby One More Time* outfit perfectly from the pigtails to the over the knee socks. Trix was a spitting image of Britney but just slightly more pronounced hips while Lana's breasts made it more cosplay than public outfit. Pure spectacle.

Some burdens we just have to bear, right?

"Nailed it, eh, Uncle Larry?"

"You certainly did, girls."

Already to go, the girls, as usual, grab an arm each and we head down the hall to the elevator. A couple of older teen boys are waiting when we stroll down. Both look at the girls and back at me and back at the girls again before letting us into the elevator first. The boys use the mirrors to strategically check out the outfits. When we reach the parking level they, of course, allow us to exit first. Their faint words caught my attention as we click along the floor to the truck. "Did you see how hot they were? Damn, I hope they live here. That guy is so fucking lucky!"

Indeed I am.

Trix does the backseat show and tell while getting in, this time having dropped her purse on the floor, she has to pick it up lest she lose something out of it. As a proper gentleman, I hold the door and allow her to do what is needed. Oops, she did it again and forgot panties. She's finally settled in the center seat and we are on our way. "Does that ever get old, Trix?" Lana asks.

"Never once. I have never ever in all the times I do it not seen a reaction from a man." Funny that. Imagine, a hot woman, bent over in front of you with no panties on wiggling her ass getting a reaction from a man. Or having a man complain about such an action.

The store is about fifteen minutes from their place. It's large and well known, a bastion of all things photography. From plates to the latest digital cameras, it has nearly everything one might need other than ability and determination to make photography yours. We found a spot close to the door and headed in. You know those western movies where the protagonist walks into the bar and it goes silent? The only sound was the clicking of both sets of heels as we approached the counter. "Hi, there, there should be a package under the name of Trix for me here?" The clerk, after processing the fact his dream came to life and was standing before him, nods.

"You need to choose some lenses for it as well. Three. Whatever you want. No limits."

"Can you show me the top selling options for pros please?"

After some discussion and decisions, the choices are made, a few accessories are chosen, and while the boxes are packed and made ready for us, we have a look around. They have a class going in the back and Trix gravitates over to see what is going on. She has a nose for all things where she can be the center of attention. They are doing a session on lighting for a head and shoulders portrait using a manikin. Trix's appearance with Lana in tow causes complete silence to fall over the group of the older men. "That's such great lighting, pity you have to use a dummy rather than a real woman!" Trix coos. Of course you know what happens. The men absolutely fawn over her.

"Do you fancy stepping in for some photos?"

"Let me move the manikin."

"Are you heading to a photo shoot now?"

"That's a great look."

"Wow, ummm, amazing."

The teacher snaps away and images appear on the large monitor beside him. He is a pro and sends the class members to adjust the lights to near perfection. Without the heavy makeup of a photo shoot, Trix looks good but it is the radiance of her being that truly shows. She attracts every eye including the one woman standing off to the side who seems awestruck in her presence. Trix shows her natural posing ability and the clicking of every camera sounds like Britney's paparazzi scenes from LA restaurants in her prime. When she pulls Lana in, it's pure bedlam as each of the men tries to get a shot of the two looking out with pure lust.

"Thanks, guys... and gal for letting me try that out. It was so much fun." Two of the men approach and give her cards asking her to contact them. She takes the cards and slips them into her purse. "I will email you later so you can send me the pictures you took." The teacher comes up as well and extends a standing invite to come and model any time she wants either in the store or at his studio above. She smiles and winks while nodding. Even fully clothed, she beams a clear message. After completely disrupting the session, we head back to the counter to get our package. The clerk says to come by anytime for assistance with the gear or anything she might need. As we leave, the woman from the photo learning session approaches Trix and bows her head when standing before her.

"Miss, please accept my contact card. If you would be so kind, miss, please contact me as I wish to make an offer to you. Thank you for listening to me, miss." With bowed head she stands there until Trix reaches over and, with a finger under her chin, lifts her face so she is looking into her eyes.

"I will do so. Watch for my email." With a small shudder, the woman nods rapidly and stands there. Trix motions her to leave and she does. "Not all my admirers are male, Larry." Of course they aren't.

I still remember walking in to see Trix and her friend Emily come out from under the covers when we walked in unexpectedly to that birthday party to say good night to Lana. Emily had a sheepish grin showing her braces and a wet face and nose while Trix was flushed and smiling like the Cheshire Cat. "It takes all kinds, right Larry?" Trix was right as always. Lana just smiled knowingly.

"You know Lana gets all kinds of offers too but she keeps focused on her writing. I love her work so I keep her with me while she works on achieving fame and fortune." They were great friends that allowed the other to do what she did best without commentary or criticism. I'd bet that Lana helps Trix with photos and camera setups when necessary.

A short uneventful walk to the truck and we were away and back to the loft. Arm in arm in arm we walked back up. It was a fun day that revealed even more about Trix that I would have never guessed had I not seen it myself. A most enticing girl, she was even more so now as a woman. I tried to imagine what was next but was interrupted by Lana saying, "When are you going to open your camera? Let's see what costs almost as much as a Corolla." It really brought things into perspective.

After the unboxing, we sat looking at it. "Not much for $20K, eh? I hope it at least takes good pictures." I knew exactly what it was capable of. The real question was, would I be good enough to use it?

I had watched a number of videos on the camera so I had a decent idea of how the controls would work so all should be good and knew how to set up a camera. The biggest issue would be finding everything I needed as it was a new system. Thankfully, Sony thought of most things so I was likely 90% of where I wanted to be. I told both of the girls to find something cute to wear and set up for some shots. Lana came back first in a pretty sun dress that made the most of her stunning breasts and her great body. After a twirl, I made ready with the camera and started shooting. With no tether setup, I could only chimp on the back of it but with the light in the loft and the amazing resolution, I couldn't wait to see it on a large monitor. Lana was a natural for posing so with the eye focus helping me, every shot looked a winner. "Lana, let's see these on your monitor." Her 'oooo's' and 'ahs' let me know that I had some winners.

"Look at how clear that is!" On her 30" monitor, I showed her how detailed the shots actually were. "Damn, no wonder Tara looked so great with you behind the camera." She gave me a big hug and kissed me full on the lips. "Thanks. You will be taking more photos of me soon, Uncle!" We did a few more locations in the loft and apartment with her enjoying the attention and product of the shoot. "Do a few nudes, too, please." She took off the dress and began to pose in ways I remember from nudie magazines when younger.

"Lana, you look incredible!" Trix was there watching as her best friend and roommate twisted, arched, and spread herself for the lens. There was no pose she skipped and the camera caught it all.

"You could easily set up a small part of this place as a studio, you know."

Lana begged me to download all the photos to her computer. Along with the first portraits, the nudes were fantastic as well. With little setup up or adjustment, the Sony created breathtaking shots. Entranced, Lana sat in her chair as she clicked through the photos. "I never knew I could look this good. Ever." A tear rolled down her cheek and Trix went to hug her.

"I always told you that. Always. Even when you were chubby, you still looked good." A touching moment that I was happy to be part of. Trix looked up at me with a smile that said it all. We looked at the rest, still unedited, and decided what would work best to really show her off. She set one as her background and got to work on her novel writing. "Larry, let's leave her to write and bask in what she did with you."

Trix did coffee for both of us and brought a cup over to Lana. With the focus she was showing, it would be iced coffee before she got to it but that was okay. Trix was in her robe for all of this. She turned to me and asked, "What do you think for me? What's your plan?"

"Well I think since these are going to be shared with your admirer, it should feature you and his building through the window." We had a bright overcast day to work with so the place glowed with possible options. The plan was a series of shots with her in the new place but with his building apparent in the photos. Picture Hitchcock's Rear Window scene where Stewart is in the wheel chair sitting with Detective Doyle looking over at the other building and you will have the idea. She loved the reversed concept and we brought up a stylish chaise lounge for her to pose on for the photos. From the first shots of her in her silky robe clutched tight around her throat to her robe draped over the arm of the chaise, we shot a number of amazing poses and looks. Her dark eyes gazed deeply into the lens and into mine as I snapped away. From completely demure to lewd as possible, she gave every range of emotion she knew and some new ones she made up on the spot. When she was nude, she spread her legs wide and showed me how she played with herself while looking straight at me. Waiting till nine for the blowjob was getting harder and harder. For the final set, I had her face the window and play with herself as she looked toward his window. She looked back over her shoulder, bit her lip, and said, "I'm so fucking horny."

Yes, yes you are. So am I.

After trying some other poses and locations, we finished up with 309 shots on the card. A download later, she was reviewing all the photos with a critical eye that would rival a Vogue editor. She culled her favourites to 37 in total. Of the 37, she chose to send three to her admirer.

She texted him a quick message to see if he was around. Of course, a response came immediately. She sat beside me as she texted with him.

*Look what he did with your generous gift*.

*Yes, I was nude*.

*Yes, I got so wet thinking about sucking him off tonight while you watch*.

*Yes, it was inspired by Rear Window and the last one was Young Woman at a Window, yes*.

Fuck, this guy is good. He didn't miss the references.

*No, no nudes for you*.

*No need to apologize.*

*See you at 9:00. Kisses.*

---

Lana had pumped out a couple of thousand words during the session. She stretched after getting up and came over to where we were relaxing on the couch and sat beside me. "That was so much fun, Larry. Did you like it, Trix?"

"Come and see the pictures!" They ran over Trix's desk and sat going through all the photos. Lana made Trix favourite five more photos. The continued chattered and happy sounds pleased me. "What do you do to filter these, Larry?" I explained the various processes and plugins that could be used to create different tones and feelings but without my own computer station, they'd have to make due with the jpgs for now until I could get to the RAW files. With ten grand of body and glass, it was pretty good already. Give me some time with this new camera and things would only get better.

"Okay, it's 6:00, let's go get some dinner." She was on her phone again putting out a request for the best sushi in the city from her admirers. That sorted itself in minutes, and the bill already covered, we headed over for the omakase. I could go on about this for hours but we ate in near silence for two hours, each piece complimenting the next. It was as close to spiritual as food gets for me. I have no idea how much pull this admirer had but to get us in there took some serious juice. When we were back in the truck, I asked her about him. "He was there. Behind us during dinner."

"Are they all voyeurs?"

"The ones I choose, yes."

Damn.

We were back in the loft at 8:30 that night. I was due to leave tomorrow morning for the drive home but in half an hour, I had a duty to perform and I planned to rise to the occasion.

She was soon naked with her hair tied back in a ponytail after a short shower. No makeup, just clean flesh. I could feel the excitement radiating off her match my own. She had two yoga mats set up for her to kneel on. She would tell me what to do and I would enjoy. I was both object and participant. Lana was back to writing, adding some scenes with sushi and cameras combined to document our day.

"Shall we?"

On the stroke of nine, she pulled open the curtains as though revealing the stage on premier night. We watched his single lamp light go out as she smiled at the window then to me. Her hands caressed every inch of my body somehow as she sank to her knees on the mat. We were parallel to the window so he could see her begin to fellate me for his pleasure. I was particularly excited tonight so was fighting to keep control of my orgasm. Her lips were as I imagined, soft, moist, and active as she sucked up and down my shaft. I felt her hands grasping my cheeks and her finger probing between. I clenched to stop her from tickling my pucker as that would end things quickly. She giggled and removed her digit. She was as skilled as any woman who has sucked my penis.

I was to do little than let her suck me. He wanted full view of her face and hands. Each action was designed to stimulate him while at the same time, pleasing me. From the wet and sloppy pull offs with saliva strings from her lips to my cock to her using the tip of her tongue to lick my shaft from balls to tip, it was incredible. I do not think I have ever been as hard as this night. She told me to put my back to the window and spread my legs. When I did this, she approached from below looking between my legs toward his dark window while licking my thigh. When she engulfed my cock again, all he could see was her hands grabbing my ass and her shoulders moving forward and back.

"Let's rotate with me against the glass and you face fucking me." Kneeling with her head pressed firmly to the window, I thrust in and out of her mouth. From balls on her chin to just the tip of my cock between her lips, she kept me fucking her. Hands on the glass and sliding in and out, I was in pure bliss. She patted my ass a couple of times and I slipped out. "That was hot, Larry, so fucking hot. I'm dripping."

She moved to the chaise and laying on her back, let her head fall over the end of the cushion. I approached and pushed my cock into her waiting mouth. My balls were on her nose and eyes as I fucked her mouth and throat. "Put one foot up on the chaise and fuck my mouth like a pussy." Hours past like this or perhaps they were simply minutes of pleasure. She pushed against my thighs though and motioned me to switch positions so I could lay back against the chaise back so she could kneel over top to suck me off. The chaise was at a forty five degree angle to the window so he was able to see all the action. She knew how to please a man, bringing me close to climax then backing off while looking me squarely in the eyes. She did this countless times but finally said, "It's time."

I am not sure what she did with her tongue, lips, and suction but I felt my cum boil out within seconds. My toes actually curled as she sucked my cock half in and half out of her mouth. Without any gagging or effort, she let my cum spurt into her mouth and throat. She sucked the last drops out then lifted her head to show me her open mouth with my load in there. She turned and did the same to the window. Turning back to me, she licked her lips, closed her mouth, and swallowed my seed down.

I was like jello on the chaise as she kissed the tip of my cock, got up, and closed the curtains.

"Larry, yours was the cock I so wanted to suck when I was young. No matter how hard I tried to show off to you and how much I knew you wanted to, you never did anything with me other than treat me well and appreciate me for who I am. I know why you did that and I want to thank you for it."

She brought me a hot towel to clean up with and told me to join her and Lana for a movie. Having lost track of time, I saw it was 10:00. Time flies when you are having fun. I sat between the two of them enjoying their caresses and attempts to show off when they changed positions. I am not sure what movie we watched but I enjoyed the action... scenes. Highlights of the couch fun included Lana riding me reverse cowgirl while Trix smacked her ass and Trix straddling me in the upside down wheelbarrow position with her pussy pressed to my face. When Lana moved into position in front of her, Trix locked onto her pussy as well while Lana licked at her belly and mound. Lana and I shared a deep tongue kiss during this which brought Lana to a shuddering orgasm with Trix's tongue deep inside her. My cock was hard and pressing into Trix's back so we ended up with Trix on my lap facing and riding me slowly and methodically. "This is what we are doing every single time you are in the city, Larry. Every time." I nodded and locked lips with her again.

"My turn," said Lana and Trix slid off and let Lana slide onto my cock. I am glad I came before as I would never have lasted with all this attention. Lana and I enjoy moving together as Trix sucked each of her large nipples. "Oh, Uncle Larry, this is great. Can you tickle my ass as you fuck me?" My finger, wet from Trix sucking it to make it wet, found her hole and slipped in. "Ooooooooh, I love it, finger me." Between me fingering her ass, my cock sliding in and out, and Trix licking her tits, she orgasmed strongly. This time she just collapsed into my arms rather than fainting but the shudders and twitches showed it was a strong one. We slipped her off my lap and onto the couch. Standing looking over her, Trix put her hands on the couch arm with her ass open and spread wide saying, "Blow your seed into me, Larry." With hands on her hips, I plunged into her pussy. She met me coming back and our hips bumped. With continuous moans she fucked me as she had with her mouth. In and out, in and out.

She arched and twisted, squeezed and wiggled, and did everything possible to coax my second shot of the night. She gasped with each brush across her butthole so I attempted to time the brushing with my cock's strokes. "Larrrrrrrrrrrry, I'm fucking cummmmming..." Head dropped, body shaking, twisting and moaning, I fucked her through her orgasm and into the next. "Ohhhhh, keep pumping..." She was ragdolling with the pleasure. "Cum in me when I cum again... I'm going to cummmmmm..." My thrusts matched her words as with her final cum, I thrust in fully and held my cock there while I squirted my juices into her. Holding her by her hips, I pumped the full load deep into her, feeling her contract and squeeze me. She fell onto the couch and curled up beside Lana. The two of them kissed and cuddled while I placed a blanket over both. I wandered over to the bathroom to shower and clean up. The large glass stall filled with steam as I washed myself clean. I was lathering my hair when I heard the door open and two girls giggling. "We came, too!"

You certainly did.

We all slept in Lana's bed that night after washing each other completely, exhausted from the busy day, and the sexual gymnastics of the evening. While it was hot pressed between the two girls, I fell quickly asleep.

---

I woke to the smell of eggs and bacon in an empty bed. With a stretch, I slipped out of bed and down the stairs blurry eyed to the bathroom. "Good morning, sleepyhead," Lana called from the kitchen. I smiled and made my way to the bathroom and cleaned up.

As I came out of the bathroom after my shower, Lana asked, "Do you remember Emily?" Looking around, I realized I had just walked naked past Emily and Trix sitting on the couch. Thankfully I now had a towel on.

"Ah, yes, I do." She was staring wide eyed at me with a big smile. "The braces really did their job I see." She blushed red as she realized what she had been doing the last time I saw her. "You have only become more beautiful as well." Her face was completely red and she stared down at the floor. "Still a bit shy though, I see. It's great to see you."

"Emily needs a ride back home with you. She's going to visit her parents but her car was stolen and totalled so she needs to pick up another one. Can you drop her off there on the way home?"

"No problem. I am sure she will love my Spotify playlists." She was looking up and giggling with whatever Trix had whispered in her ear. A long, lean girl, she had grown to be a lithe, lean woman. A skirt, a few inches above the knee and a t-shirt was a cute combo for her. We ate a breakfast together, she found her voice again, reminisced about some fun things we all shared, and prepared to leave.

"Thanks for everything, Uncle Larry. We couldn't have done this without you. Come anytime!" A big hug and a full mouth kiss was her farewell.

"Larry, you really made this easy." Trix was next up with a bump and grind as well as french kissing me to up the ante. "Remember, you are staying with us every time you are in the city, understand?" I nodded and rolled my suitcase over to the door. The camera and lenses were safely packed back in their boxes and the cards with all the photos from this day were in there, too. Emily had returned from her final bathroom visit in a different skirt, one of Trix's, blushing madly again.

"Ready to go, Emily?" She nodded, kissed Lana goodbye, and embraced Trix. They shared a deep kiss and she turned, ready to go. I watched her walk out and realized that the skirt she had on now was just a couple of inches below her cheeks and the t-shirt was now knotted above her belly.

"Bye girls, enjoy the new place and call me if you need anything."

I walked down to where Emily was waiting for the elevator to arrive. We stood in silence until the door opened. We both wheeled our cases into the elevator, pressed the button for the garage, and turned to face the door.

The door slowly slid shut as she said, "Just so you know, I don't just like girls."