I was momentarily wrong-footed; Allies sharp eyes had seen things, and now her sharp little brain was busily making connections.
A movement caught my eye, and I looked up to see Lizzie in the doorway, her eyes wide and wondering. As she looked into my eyes, she nodded slightly, giving me permission to tell my story, then turned and left just as silently. I understood her reasoning immediately; if Allie was old enough to ask, she was old enough to know the truth.
“Allie,” I began, “What I’m telling you now is for you only; if you can’t solemnly swear to keep this to yourself forever, then I’m not saying another word, do you understand me?”
She looked at me with big eyes, obviously impressed with what I was asking of her, then nodded slowly.
“I promise, Darryl!” she whispered.
“Thank you Allie!” I said, and smiled as she grinned back.
“A long time ago, a boy fell in love with a girl; he was six years old, she was only five, but he knew even then that he loved her. They spent all their time together, grew up together, and loved each other very much. When he was a young man, he decided that he’d become a soldier, so he joined the army. One day he and the girl found out they were having a baby, and they were really happy, but then a war came along; he was a soldier, so he had to go, but he promised to come back soon. He never did; he was killed in a place called East Falkland. The girl had the baby, but she couldn’t bring him up alone; she was too young, and it hurt her too much to think she’d never have her young man to help her with their son; so she gave the baby to her dad to bring up, and she left.”
Allie was looking at me in confusion, trying to understand where I was going with this.
“The name of the boy was Robert Darryl Fraser; he was your Aunt Emma’ older brother, and the girl was Elisabeth Evana Morgan. The baby was given his father’s middle name, and he was brought up by Elisabeth’s father.”
Allie was looking at me in silence, her lips moving, wheels turning and clicking inside her head, until suddenly her eyes widened.
“You mean..?” and I smiled at her.
“Robert and Elisabeth’s son was named Darryl. That was me. Your mum was only a teenager when she had me, she was too young, and too frightened, to bring me up, so she gave me to her dad, your grandad, to bring up. He’s always just been ‘dad’ to me, and your Nana is my mum as far as I’m concerned.”
Allie was sitting up and staring at me now.
“Let me get this straight; my mum is… your mum too? Wow!”
She leaned back again and chewed her lip, until another thought suddenly made her sit bolt upright.
“Wait a second there, just hold on a second! Lena’s my mum’s sister, so she’s my aunt; you’re my… big brother, so… Lena’s your aunt too! Wow again! This is going to put the skids under the shit-cart!”
I looked at her in bemusement to hear something that dad used to say come out of her mouth, and started to rebuke her when she grinned winsomely at me.
“Sorry Darryl, mum says I shouldn’t talk like that, it just slipped out! What does mum have to say about this, ‘cos now I don’t know if David’s my cousin or my nephew!”
I put my arm around her, my littlest sister, and hugged her to me.
“Remember what you promised, Allie; David is always only ever going to be your cousin, okay? What I told you is a secret, and no-one, not even Marcus, can ever know; it’s about family, our family, you, me, Marcus, Lena, everyone. Your mum knows she can’t be my mum, not really, so to me and the rest of the world she’s always going to be my girl’s big sister, and you’ll be my girlfriend’s nosy, noisy, annoying, perfect little niece; I’ll always be your big brother though, and I’ll always be there for my little sister and brother, but only you’ll know why; it’ll be our secret, okay?”
Allie looked up at me quizzically.
“Do you love her? Lena, I mean.”
I smiled back down at her.
“With all my heart; I love Lena, and she loves me. Why?”
Allie grinned impudently.
“Then none of that really matters, does it? Lena has you, I have you, Nana has you and Lena, and mum has all of us, case closed!”
I was astonished at the way she cut to the heart of it, at her clarity of vision; she was completely right, of course, and something told me I been right to tell her; she’d never blab, she understood that this was about our family, and no-one else needed to know.
She suddenly giggled, and grinned up at me when I looked enquiringly at her.
“Mum must be seriously bugged she has a grandson! Best not to remind her, though, she’d probably have a complete spaz-attack if you mention she’s a granny!”
*
When I made my way to the bedroom, David was already down, and Lena was waiting for me, her eyes glowing in the dim light.
“I heard what you said to Allie; thank you, baby, she’s a good girl, and now she knows she has a big brother to rely on as well; I’m proud of you, Dar, you handled it like daddy would have, well done!”
I climbed into bed and reached over to hug Lena, to discover she was naked under the covers. My cock immediately stirred with interest; it was still far too soon to start having sex, but there were other things, and from the look in her eye she’d worked out exactly what they were! She slid over to me and held me close, kissing my chest and neck. I stiffened slightly, and Lena stopped what she was doing and reached up to stroke my face
“I know we only buried daddy today, but I don’t think it would be disrespectful if we loved each other tonight; life goes on, Dar, and daddy loved us at least as much as we loved him; I think he’d be okay with us getting back into our lives now!”
She made sense, and it did feel right; we loved each other, and now, here in our father’s house, we needed to reaffirm that love to each other. Sensing the tenor of my thoughts, Lena resumed kissing and nibbling my chest as she worked her way down my abdomen, until her lips once more enfolded my straining cock head in the feeling of moist heat. I slipped onto my back as Lena sucked me as she simultaneously squeezed my shaft, both sensations making my thighs and stomach muscles jump and quiver with the strain of holding back from emptying myself into her mouth in a single hot torrent of spunk.
Lena sucked, and licked, and squeezed, and I held back, by the skin of my teeth, savouring the experience, but when she massaged my scrotum with her free hand, lightly scratching the underside with one long, slow scraping fingernail, I came like a train, spurting jet after jet of semen into her hot and willing mouth as I smothered my shout of ecstatic fulfilment with a pillow so as not to wake the whole house!
As I quivered and twitched in stress reaction, Lena slid up next to my and bit me lightly on the chin.
“Don’t get too comfortable, stud, you haven’t finished yet!” she whispered. I grinned and pulled her to me, my hands going to her lovely peach bottom, a delectable globe in each hand as I pulled her on top of me.
“What do you want to do, princess?” I whispered, and for answer she slid off me to lie face down on the bed, holding her buttocks spread open for me.
“Taste me, Dar, I want you to eat me, I need it so bad!” she whispered.
I moved down between her spread thighs and squeezed her plush, satiny bum-cheeks, lifting her by her hips as I slid down to push my face between those beautiful globes and lick her moist, tangy pussy hidden in the depths there. Lena lifted her hips with a sigh and slid a pillow under her pelvis to keep her bum in the air, making it easier to reach my target with my tongue. As I licked and gently ran the flat of my tongue over her vulva, Lena sighed and whispered each time I did something she especially liked, her thighs tensing and her feet drumming on the bed when I poked and probed her clitoris with the tip of my tongue.
“Oh God, yess, do that, do that again!” she hissed, and I obliged, flicking her hard little pearl with my tongue, drawing an “Ooohhh!” each time I did it. Finally, I slid my hand under her so I could rub her clitoris with the pad of my thumb while I licked and pushed my tongue into her pussy, licking and separating the labia as I gently slotted my tongue into her. Lena was gasping and hissing as I stimulated her, and I could feel her climax drawing close as she trembled and quivered with each darting attack of my tongue-tip inside her. Her little anus was winking and contracting as her vulva reacted to what I was doing, calling to me and begging for some attention, and when I rubbed her clitoris while simultaneously shoving my tongue into her pucker as hard as I could, she shrieked into her pillow as she came in a thundering orgasm, her entire body shuddering and quivering as the waves of pleasure raged and surged inside her. Her anus contracted sharply, forcing my tongue out, so I pushed it into her vulva as hard as I could, drawing another groan from her as another surge of orgasmic pleasure crashed inside her.
“No Dar, no more, no more, please Dar, stop, I can’t… no more…!” she gabbled as her orgasm billowed and surged inside her, until finally she slumped down bonelessly tears leaking from the corners of her tight-shut eyes.