Katrina, James’s niece

“Who are you?” said Virginia to the girl at the door.

James, on the other hand, instantly recognized the girl and was stunned to see her here of all places.

“I’m Katrina. Hi, Uncle James,” said his niece, who didn’t seem at all surprised to see him. The hot young redhead was bottomless, wearing only a thin singlet. She had a sultry look in her eyes and was sticking her nude pelvis forward slightly, displaying her vulva as if looking for someone to fuck with it. It was pretty obvious Katrina was visiting Haven for the same reason he was.

“Oh, you’re with James?” said Virginia. “Come in then. James has been teaching me all about adulthood.”

“I’ll bet he has,” said Katrina, turning to look James in the eyes, a conspiratorial look communicating she too knew exactly what he was doing in Haven.

In hindsight, James considered that he shouldn’t be so surprised to see her here. Back home, Katrina had often ambiguously flirted with her uncle until his cock ached for release, and he’d heard rumors that she was a nymphomaniac who would fuck anything that moved. He realized now that her flirting had been very deliberate and the rumors were very true. But how did she know about Haven?

“He gave my thing a very nice rub,” said Virginia. “Then he showed me how to rub his thing, then he put his thing in my mouth, then he put it in my thing. I’m Virginia, by the way.”

“Not anymore, by the sound of it,” said Katrina.

“Why would I have changed my name?” said Virginia.

“I mean it sounds like you really like his, uh, thing,” said Katrina.

“Yeah, it’s the best thing ever!” Virginia gushed. “It’s so big and hard and fits so neatly into me and it feels so good.”

“I’m finding all the villagers are very willing to learn,” said Katrina. “Starting with the bus driver, who was very attentive to the oral instruction I gave him as he drove.”

“You must have been so distracting, it’s a wonder you arrived here safely,” said James, envisioning his niece giving road head to a driver totally unprepared for that amazing sensation.

“Yes, talking to a driver can distract them,” said Virginia, the innuendo having gone over her head.

“Then I checked into a hotel,” said Katrina. “I took the elevator and easily persuaded a nice woman to push my button.”

“So you’re the type who’d, uh, go to either end of the elevator shaft?” said James, thinking of the horny bisexual slut convincing a woman to rub her clit.

Virginia frowned. “No, each elevator button only takes you to one floor. You got to the right floor, right?”

“Of course. I’ve no idea what my uncle is getting at,” Katrina smirked. “Anyway, there I met a porter carrying my luggage. Instead of tipping him, I showed him I had a box in which he could put his anaconda.”

“But aren’t you afraid of such a dangerous snake?” said Virginia.

“I’m sure she can handle it,” said James, imagining Katrina climbing on top of the startled porter and riding his prick.

“Actually I petted it a bit before I put it in my box,” said Katrina. “It got quite agitated and ended up injecting its venom into me.”

Virginia gasped. “Then you need to get to a hospital!”

Katrina laughed. “Fortunately I have a pill that makes me immune. Next I went to lunch, where I persuaded another guest to let me eat his sausage.”

“That was very generous of him,” said Virginia.

“I’m sure he was more than happy to give her his sausage,” said James, picturing Katrina sucking cock under the table in a crowded dining room just like Virginia had done for him a moment ago.

“He was,” said Katrina. “And don’t worry, I repaid the favor by teaching him how to eat a taco.”

“Those are rather messy to eat,” said Virginia.

“Mine sure is, I mean was,” said Katrina. “While he was eating that, I persuaded his wife to let me put her huge melons in my mouth.”

“Sounds like my kind of party,” said James, visualizing Katrina sitting on a man’s face while sucking on a busty woman’s tits.

“Melon is a refreshing snack,” Virginia agreed.

“Then I let her eat my muffin,” said Katrina. “Then I went to another table and taught another guy to eat a cherry.”

“Now, that one I don’t believe,” said James. “I think your cherry was gone a long time ago.”

“I convinced his friend to let him eat her cherry,” said Katrina. “My hunger was satiated by that time.”

Virginia looked between the two of them in puzzlement. “Why do I get the feeling I’m missing something here?”

“I think my niece and I should talk in private,” said James.

He took Katrina’s hand and led her into an empty corridor.

“How did you find out about Haven?” he asked. Standing so close to his nubile niece, James couldn’t help but run his hands over her body.

Katrina laughed. “I was hiding just around the corner from you in the bar while you were asking your friend about it.”

Unbeknownst to either of them, at that very moment Virginia had been about to barge into the corridor, but was suddenly inspired to stay hidden around the corner. Naïve as she was due to her Haven upbringing, Virginia was a fast learner when she applied herself. She was imitating the behaviour of eavesdropping because she was beginning to dimly grasp toward another concept that was unknown in Haven – that these strange visitors might be keeping certain information to themselves for some unknown purpose.

“Don’t worry Uncle,” said Katrina. “I won’t tell if you won’t.”

“Why does a hot girl like you even need to come here?” asked James.

“A few reasons – mmm, that’s nice,” Katrina replied as James started rubbing her exposed clit. “I’m bi and, like you, I couldn’t resist a townful of naïve women. It’s also pretty fun seducing innocent guys – makes a nice change from back home where most guys know they want me. And just the general freedom of being able to fuck as much as I want with nobody judging me for it.”

“I knew it, you’re a total perv,” said James. “Guess it runs in the family.”

“You’re pervier, seducing that poor innocent young girl,” said Katrina. “And don’t think I haven’t noticed you perving on me all these years.”

Virginia tried to make sense of what she was hearing. It sounded like there was something Haven residents let them do that wasn’t allowed elsewhere – presumably the fun activities James had taught her. And the “poor innocent young girl” could only be herself. But why would they describe her as a victim of something so good?

“I perv on you because you’re such a cocktease,” said James.

“Am I? So if I do this –” Katrina reached out with a single finger and lightly stroked James’s rock-hard cock, making him groan with lust. “Does that make you want to fuck my brains out? Yeah?”

James tried to move to shove his dick in her pussy, but Katrina was covering her pussy with her hand. She laughed at his futile attempt.

“You are such a fucking tease,” James growled.

“Wouldn’t you rather save yourself for some innocent Haven pussy?” Katrina reminded him.

What with Virginia and Katrina, James’s dick desperately needed relief. Should he get it from Katrina, or a Haven woman?