Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 5647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 28(@200wpm)___ 23(@250wpm)___ 19(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 5647 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 28(@200wpm)___ 23(@250wpm)___ 19(@300wpm)
CHAPTER 3
LOGAN
Once I’ve got it off of her, I take a moment to appreciate her body in only her panties and bra. Usually when I sneak into her room, she’s totally unaware of what I do to her, but tonight will be different. Tonight I want her to know what’s happening.
I’ve enjoyed having Milly as my little toy to play with, and all that I’ve been able to do with her while she sleeps. I told myself that if I could make her happy during the day, she could make me happy at night. Now I’ve come to realize I want her to know how good she makes me feel all the time.
The sleeping dose I usually give her is much stronger, so I only did a little this time. I can tell it’s already wearing off as she stirs in my bed. Not wanting her to be afraid, I get on the bed with her and climb between her legs.
“U-uncle Logan?” she says groggily.
“I’m right here, Milly,” I tell her as I reach down and undo my belt.
“W-what’s happening?” She blinks a few times, but she can’t seem to focus right away.
“We forgot to put out milk and cookies for Santa,” I tell her as I take out my cock and push my pants down my ass.
“What?” She’s totally confused, and then I feel her hands try in vain to push on my chest. “Why are you on top of me?”
The dose isn’t strong, but it still slows down her movements and makes her weak. “Come on, Milly. You’re not a little girl anymore. You know who Santa is, don’t you?”
She blinks and shakes her head, then tries once again to push me off. “Uncle Logan, what’s happening?”
“I’m Santa,” I tell her as I reach for the clasp of her bra. “I’m the one that brings you presents and knows if you’ve been a good girl.”
She stiffens when I take her bra off of her and toss it on the ground. Her heavy breasts spill out, and I can see pearls of milk already starting to leak. I could tell she was so full this morning when I looked at her in that dress. I knew she’d be dripping by tonight and I would need to suckle her more than usual.
“Look at you, already dripping,” I tell her as I bend my head down and latch on to a nipple. The sweet cream hits my tongue, and I moan at how good she tastes while greedily lapping it up.
“No, no, no, no.” Milly tries to struggle, but her hands are weak and fall to the bed before she can make contact.
“You’re so full and swollen. Doesn’t this feel better?” My mouth goes to her other nipple, and she practically squirts in my mouth. I make a sound of approval even as she shakes her head.
“Stop, please don’t do this.”
“But this is your favorite part,” I tell her as I reach between us and pull her panties to the side.
“This can’t be happening.” Her feet try to kick out, but all it does is spread her legs wider.
“Come on, Milly, don’t pretend you don’t like it. You’re so wet. Feel that?” I slide my fingers between her pussy lips, and she inhales sharply. “It’s running down your thighs.”
“Uncle Logan.” She whines as I take my fingers away and grab my cock.
“Don’t worry. I’m about to make it all better,” I tell her as I kiss her lips and then thrust inside.
“No!” she cries out, but I ignore her protests.
“That’s it,” I grunt as I thrust deep and feel my cock strain with the need to cum. “Relax. I know it doesn't hurt.”
“W-Why?” She whimpers, and I go harder. “Why doesn't it hurt?”
“Oh, sweet girl, this isn’t our first time.” The realization dawns on her as I dip my head lower and lick her nipples. “Santa needs more milk with his cookies.”
“You’ve done this to me before?”
“You like when I suck on them and fuck you at the same time” is my answer as I thrust in harder. “I’ve loved having you live here, and from now on, you’re going to be the woman of the house.” She tries to close her eyes, but I hold her chin so she’s forced to look at me. “You’re going to do this for me every night or I’ll go back to putting you to sleep. Your choice.”
“Uncle Logan, we can’t do this.” She sniffs.
“Nobody needs to know you’re my niece. From now on, you’ll be on my arm and on my cock.” Milk leaks out of her tits, and I bend down to rub my face against them.
“You’re not supposed to do this to me,” she says with an edge, and I reach between us.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want,” I tell her, and when I rub her clit, she cries out. “And I can make you love it.”