Family Affairs – Niki and Olivia – Part 3 – Chapter 6

“Smart little bastard, wasn’t he?”

“Yeah, as far as I know, he’s still a bastard.”

“Still no one did anything, did they? Didn’t want to believe their little boy would do anything like that did they?”

“Exactly! The more I demanded that he was doing those things to me, the more they denied it and punished me for lying.”

I moved up to washing her torso, again intending to avoid anything that could be interpreted as sexual, but when I got to her stomach, Olivia turned facing away from me, took my hands and placed them on her breasts.

“It’s okay, David, I want you to touch me. More than anything I’ve ever wanted.”

“I just didn’t want to push you, Olivia. You’ve been through a lot tonight.”

“Please…”

So I began massaging her breasts as I washed all over and under her tits before I started rubbing across her nipples. She responded by leaning back into me and reaching around to grab my ass and pull me in close. I pushed her gently for the rest of her story.

“So how long did you endure this?”

“Ungh…you’ve got wonderful hands. Ummm let’s see…I was there for 4 years. The last beating I took was bad, lots of blood and deep cuts. They cleaned me up the next morning and managed to get me all bandaged up just as the social worker arrived for one of her rare, unscheduled, surprise visit. Everything was going their way, but I said that I really had to pee, so while I was in the bathroom, I tore off the bandages that I could reach and made sure the cuts were bleeding just a little. Ungh…damn you’re very distracting for a guy who says he wants to hear my story.”

I had tweaked her nipples a few times, so I squeezed her breasts and pulled her up on her tip toes with them.

I let go of her tits and moved my hands down to her stomach and pushed her in front of me a little so I could wash her back and ass.

“Anyway, when I went back in, I made sure I sat next to my social worker. She seemed to like me, so she always held my hand or rubbed my back trying to make that connection that they all seem to want. You know, to make themselves feel like they’ve done a good job. When she pulled her hand back it was peppered with my blood. Needless to say, she went ballistic and yanked me out of the house right then and there. She called the cops, and they rolled up just before the ambulance. She filled them in and showed them my blood soaked shirt, so they busted the whole family. While the EMTs cut my shirt off and started to treat me, she asked all the questions that they’re supposed to ask to cover their asses. How long has this been happening?, why didn’t you say anything?, you know.

The cops and the EMTs took photos of all the damage and asked me a bunch of questions. I told them everything about what had happened over the previous 4 years. It all spilled out in tears and pain. I thought my case worker was going to puke on herself.”

“Yeah, I can only imagine what was going through your head. All the anger and blame with your own questions like why did you leave me here, or why didn’t you do anything sooner?”

“Exactly. Eventually I forgave her, but it took a long time. One of the cops was really pissed at her, I didn’t know why until years later my new parents told me that one of the cops that busted the family had been at the accident 4 years earlier and had carried me from the wreckage to the ambulance.

A full investigation into the family proved they had done everything I’d claimed that they did, DNA on the husband’s belt buckles and photos that junior took of all the things he had done to me over the previous two years.”

“They never thought they could be caught, did they?”

“It seems so. Worst of all was that after I turned 18, the mother tried to contact me, an apparent attempt to apologize or corroborate some bullshit story to get her a reduced sentence. I never really found out, I wanted nothing to do with any of those people ever again.”

I rinsed her body down then I leaned her forward a little and she put her hands palm flat on the wall so her ass stuck out toward me. I soaped up my hands again and started washing her ass and upper legs.

“I got placed with an older couple that didn’t have any kids of their own, and later they adopted me as their daughter. I had a pretty good childhood after that. They were caring and loving and helped me get past all the shit that had come before, everything except the storms.”

She winced each and every time she noticed the thunder and lightning. Part of getting her to tell me her story was to distract her from the storm, so she could calm down and maybe forget about the fact that I’d left her outside for so long. Since she’d been distracted by telling me her story, and she was obviously feeling better, I started massaging her body not so much to clean, but to arouse.

“Ohhh, that feels so good. If I ask you very nicely, will you fuck me, please?”

“I promise you won’t have to ask me twice.” I ran my soapy hands up and down her body and slid one hand in between her ass cheeks and down around to her pussy, and started to play with her clit.”

“Ungh…that’s more like what I was hoping for!!!”

I rinsed her off completely and returned my hand to cup her pussy from behind and started kissing down her back toward her ass. I kissed each and every horrible scar that I encountered gently and lovingly so that she would know that they didn’t scare me or repulse me. That this was merely a physical reminder of how strong she really was and that she had survived the ordeal that had left her marked.

I kissed all the way down to the top of her ass, and then I spread her cheeks and kissed and licked down her crack before sticking my tongue in her ass.

Her moans gave me confidence to keep going and so I reached up and inserted a finger in her pussy. She was clearly feeling better, because she started rotating her hips. Then she pushed herself down on my hand and back onto my tongue. She reached down and grabbed my hand.

“More…please. More fingers.”

I pulled my hand away and replaced it with two more fingers.

“Ungh…yes, that’s it. Fuck me with your hand, faster, and a little harder. Please!”

“That’s what you want is it? Harder, faster? Will that make you cum, Olivia?”

“Oh…God yes!”

I put my face back into her ass crack and just as she started to cum, I stuck my tongue as deep into her rosebud as I could. She stretched up onto her toes again, pushed her ass into me a little further, and dropped her head between her arms.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Yes!!! I’m cumming!”

I moved down and clamped my mouth over her pussy and tickled her clit with my tongue.

“Shit! I’m cumming again!! Oh…my…God!!!”

Olivia’s legs were shaking and her knees started to buckle on the heels of a double orgasm, so I stood up and held her against me so she wouldn’t fall and let her come down from the high. She just sort of melted into my arms.

She turned into me and hugged me as tightly as she could. She looked up at me after a minute or two and said, “That was wonderful, but I feel bad that you’re still carrying that around.” She reached down and stroked my hard, twitching cock.

“It’s alright, I loved having you cum on my face.”

She put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply with her tongue sliding desperately into my mouth.

All I could do was return her kisses and let our tongues dance back and forth between our mouths.

“Mmmm.” She said as she pulled back and licked her lips, “I taste pretty good on you, don’t I?”

“You certainly do.”

She kissed me again then climbed up on me and slid herself down onto my hard shaft. She started slow, then once my cock head was inside her she just slid down the entire length of my shaft and stopped only after she’d reached the bottom.

“Mmmm… Sarah was right, your cock feels wonderful!”

“Sarah?”

“That’s what she whispered to me at the office today.”

“Is that why you blushed so badly?”

“It was…the thought of your cock sliding into me, into any or all of my holes. It helped drive that last orgasm that you saw in the office too. That’s why I shared my cum with you, you were responsible for it.”

I reached around and grabbed her ass and lifted her up along the length of my cock until I was almost out of her, then I dropped her and let her slide all the way down my cock.

“Ungh…fuck me Davey, please keep me full and fuck me stupid.” She begged as she started fucking me in earnest.

I started moving my hips back and forth with her until we found a comfortable rhythm and she climbed
quickly toward another orgasm.

“Oh…fuck…I’m gonna cum…again!!”

“Cum for me Olivia! Cum all over my hard cock!”

“Ungh!!! OH MY GOD!!!”

She leaned down and planted her mouth on my shoulder and bit down until her orgasm started to subside.
She pulled her mouth off of my shoulder and leaned back and threw her head back. I hadn’t stopped thrusting into her through her orgasm, and I was barely holding off my own when I noticed Rachel standing in the shower doorway.

Stark naked and rubbing her breasts and pussy, she looked like she was close to cumming herself. I slowed my strokes, but didn’t stop. Rachel was staring at us with pure animal lust oozing from every pore.

She stopped rubbing herself when she realized I had seen her and stepped up quietly behind Olivia. She ran her fingers over Olivia’s back, and then planted a kiss on her neck. Olivia had stiffened at Rachel’s first touch, but I kept my rhythm steady and let Rachel’s kiss work its magic. Olivia started to relax when Rachel turned Olivia’s head toward her and licked across her mouth while she started playing with Olivia’s breasts.

“Mmmm…” It sounded like the moan of enjoyment had come from both of them, but I couldn’t tell. Rachel pulled her mouth away from Olivia and locked her gaze with mine while she continued to knead Olivia’s tits.

“He has a wonderful cock, doesn’t he Olivia?”

“Oh God, yes.”

Rachel pulled on Olivia’s nipples and pulled little groans of painful ecstasy from her.

“Oh God Rachel, pull harder!” So Rachel did, pulling and pinching Olivia’s nipples until, “I’m going to cum again.

Ungh…now!!!”

“Fuck her Davey, fuck her hard. I want to see her cum all over your cock!”