(Simone) On yesterday's front step*

As the evening fell into night, Simone watched the wisping trails of her uncle's cigar smoke meld in among the stars. She was sat upon her father's lap, now with his cock firmly ensconced inside her rectum… but she didn't mind. Every hole she had was there for him, as and when he needed it. He deserved the run of them… unlike Uncle Lee… Yet, in these quiet times… lounging around on the front porch while the two of them shared beers and old stories… she had to admit she loved them both. Would fight tooth and nail to defend either, and knew they would do the same for her. They each were all the others had. Left on the sidelines in poverty and the old ways, as the modern world seemed to drift away farther and brighter every evening. Simone watched one set of headlights on the highway until they were lost in the blinding glitter of a far off city… Yes. Just like that…

Her father paused in his absent-minded fingering of her for a moment, to wave to a neighbour. The man waved back, taking a moment to admire the offered view of Simone’s lithe naked body. There was once a time when every family would naturally progress toward its front porch come end of day. Mulling about chatting and playing with each other while passers by came and went to say ‘hullo’. A patriarch sitting proudly with his cock in his daughter's ass would be seen as an invitation: friends and strangers could gamely wander up and discuss business with him, while enjoying the girl's other hole. That was how random pregnancies could occur back in the day… before all this segregation of ‘perceived genetic viability’. Before the idea that you might be more likely to bear a child became more celebrated than the children themselves.

Now, Simone was the only daughter for miles… this was the Lonely Road… where those who’d given up trying, washed up. Dan Mason lived here because he always had… and because his only brother could be nowhere else. Him and Sim could probably find a nicer place in toward town. Surrounded by other small families. Single mothers on the lookout for just such a still-good-yet divorcee who might have a drop or two of working seed left… But Lee was… Lee. He'd never hack it.

"I don't know why you let her go at all…" The man in consideration grumbled. Talking over and about his niece as if she wasn't there again.

"...Let all them little, teenage nancy-boys make a mess of her everyday… She'd be better off round 'ere, learnin' off-ve us!"

Dan gave his older sibling a long, dry look. Before returning his calloused hands to the tasks of sliding between his little girl's folds and tenderly tickling her under the chin.

"And what in heck would she learn from us ol' fucks eh, Lee? Apart from how to end up with an asshole so wide your shit never hits the sides?!"

He grabbed hold under Sim's thighs and pulled her legs out and open wide, to demonstrate this. The girl chuckled and gasped as he slammed himself up into her a few times to, just to really drive the point across. Her knees waggling up near her ears.

"She needs to learn how to survive out there in the real world… After we're dead and gone. She needs to find someone decent who'll put a baby in 'er… More than one, even… So she can move out of this shithole and into some fancy mansion…"

Lee was unconvinced. Especially seeing as he knew as well as Dan did that Sim never let anyone else get close to putting a baby near her.

"WE could do that… S'appened before… Remember old Maisy, up the road. She said every kid she 'ad was from her Pa or Gramps… An she woulda had three if that last one hadn't… Y'know… Point is! The point is we just have to keep tryin'. Keep 'er here all day, everyday. Fillin' up that tight, little cooch with baby-cream till it's near fit to burst!"

Simone could feel her father's exasperated 'That's not how it works' speech swelling up, even through the unconventional way they were currently joined. But she was tired of being talked over, and the play of those fingers against her clit had reawakened her hormones once more.

"I'm not giving up school now, Unc. I've nearly finished it! Besides, I'd miss my friends too much… But, as for the baby thing… I don't even need to get knocked up to be able to do right by you two old dogs… I've got plans for the future… Big plans…"

The dark-eyed girl looked wistfully out upon those bright lights in the distance again… Just for a second… Then caught her uncle with a cheeky wink.

"But if you wanna give that 'filling me up until I burst' idea a go… I'm happy to get started now, if you like!"

There was little refusing an invitation like that... The three of them kept at it till near dawn. Both old men slowly getting drunker off their cheap beers and more haphazard and sloppy in the way they thrust their way inside the young teen. In turn, she let herself get swept away in the dirty, grimy feel of one orgasm after another as all the family she had in the world used each other’s previous rounds of leavings as lubricant. Simone was a front-porch girl, through and through. It was an old-fashioned name for an old fashioned ideal… But she couldn't be prouder to be so.