7 comments/ 116218 views/ 12 favorites The Niece By: TxRad I was visiting my best friends last week. When I told Terry I only intended to stay a couple of days, I was told that it had been entirely too long since my last visit, and I wasn't going anywhere. What could I say? Like I said, they are my best friends. I'm the one, who introduced them in the first place and within a year they were married. I jokingly say that I screwed up. That I should have kept Terry for myself. Since her husband, Bob and I have the same first name; she always introduces me as her spare husband. I do love Terry very much and would do anything for her. Bob is the closest thing to a brother, I've ever had. Terry makes no bones about the fact that she loves both of us. A long running joke among us is that she is going to convert to the Mormon Church, so she can have both of us. What is not a joke is her fantasy about being the meat in a Bob sandwich. It nearly happened once before they were married, but that's another story. ***** Thursday morning, Terry got a call from her older sister. The sister, who lives in Florida was up visiting relatives and wanted to stop by and visit. Her, her two daughters, and the granddaughter were due to arrive, that afternoon. Not wanting to be in the way of the family reunion, I started to pack. "Hey, what are you doing?" Terry asked when she saw me with my bag. When I explained my reason for heading home, she said, "Oh no, I want you to meet my sister and nieces. My sister is nothing like me, sort of a stick in the mud but my niece's are just as crazy as I am." I had to laugh at that before I said, "Oh boy, just what I need, more crazy women. I get away from one and here you are introducing me to some more." Terry laughed and replied, "Now you behave, they are my family. My sister is married and so is her older daughter. The younger daughter is only nineteen and far too young for you. The family member, I'm trying to fix you up with is my mom but I can't ever get you two in the same place at the same time." When I grinned a wicked grin at her, she chuckled and said, "I'm taken already." I leaned forward and kissed her lightly and quickly on the lips before I replied, "That's all right, I can wait. I messed up once and let you get away, it won't happen again." She grinned and hugged me as she said, "I love you." I dropped my bag and hugged her back, saying, "I love you too." Stepping back from me, she said as she turned to walk into the living room, "Now that, that is settled, put that bag back in your room." I grinned, reached out, and goosed her. She jumped and yelled, whirling around towards me. As she did I picked her up and tossed her onto my shoulder. When she wiggled and tried to get down, I slapped her on the butt and said, "You're being much to bossy, let's see what Bob has to say about this." I turned around and carried her across the kitchen and down the hall to the bedroom they had converted into an office. As I enter the room I said, "Hey Bob, our wife is getting bossy again." Looking up from his computer, Bob said, "Well, you seem to have it under control, you handle it." I said, "Okay." I used my left hand to caress Terry's firm ass through her jeans for a second and then I gave her a medium swat on each ass cheek. Terry wiggled on my shoulder and said with a laugh, "Oh yes, do that some more, you know how I love to be spanked. To Bob I said, "I don't think this is working, she enjoys it to much." "Yeah, that's true." He said, getting up from his chair. He walked around behind me and asked terry, "Have you been bossing Bob around again?" "I just told him to put his stuff back in his room. He was leaving, just because my sister was coming to visit." She told him. "Well, she is right Bob, you're not going anywhere. They will be here just for tonight and then they'll head on back to Florida. We've got plans for this weekend. This is the kid's weekend to stay with their dad and we wanted to do a two day river float, just the three of us. Now put her down, she'll behave." He finished with a kiss for Terry. "Behave? Her? Now that will be something new." I said with a laugh. When Terry started to protest and to wiggle, I swatted her ass again, a little harder this time. When she yelled, I said, "Hmmm, I'm starting to enjoy this myself." Bob laughed and said, "Put her down. You might be able to defend yourself against her but I can't. Remember, I have to live with her." I chuckled and stood Terry on her feet. Looking into her eyes, I said to Bob, "Anytime you want or need some relief, just call me." He laughed and said, "Not a chance, Bro." I chuckled again and said, "Just my luck." ***** Late that afternoon, Terry's sister called from the other end of town, lost. Terry tried to give her directions but ended up going to get her. Bob and I were still out on the patio, when she got back. We stayed back out of the way as the sister and then the nieces all hugged Terry. Then they ganged up to hug Bob. As they broke up, Terry's sister stopped and gave me a look that asked, "Who the hell are you?" Terry laughed and made the introductions. "Sis, this is my other Bob." Turning her eyes to me, she said, "This is my older sister, Linda." "Glad to meet you, Linda." I said as I shook her hand. She was nothing like Terry, that was for sure. Next, I met Linda's oldest daughter Dee, along with her eight month old daughter. Dee had several tattoos showing and her grin as she shook my hand made me think of Terry's. So the craziness had skipped a generation in this branch of the family. Dee said, "It's good to finally meet you." She grinned at Terry before she turned and headed for the front door of the house. Linda gave me another hard look before she followed her daughter and granddaughter. A voice asking Terry, if I was her spare husband, drew my attention to the younger niece. She stood in front of me and looked me up and down for a moment. Terry laughed and said to me, "This is Connie." I stuck out my hand saying, "Hello Connie." Connie looked at my hand for a second, before she grinned and took a couple of steps forward to hug me. I was a little taken aback for a second but I recovered and hugged her back. When she stepped back, she kept an arm around my waist and said, "Aunt Terry, he is special, isn't he?" Terry laughed and replied, "Yes he is. Now get away from him before I have to hurt you." Connie laughed and moved away from me, as she said, "Spoil sport." Under her breath. Terry put her arm around her nieces shoulder and they walked toward the house. I glanced at Bob, who was grinning and asked, "What?" He laughed and shook his head, as he too headed for the front door. I stood and watched them for a moment before I followed. Bob caught up to his wife and opened the screen door for her. Connie glanced back at me as she started through the door and winked. Now it was my turn to grin and shake my head. She was a great looking girl, but God she was young. That one would stay in my dreams for a while. Hey, I'm old but I'm not dead. I'm also not crazy, so that one would have to stay in my private dreams. Terry would kill me or die trying. ***** Bob was fixing spaghetti in the kitchen and I was loading a new program onto Terry's computer. Actually, I was just staying out of the way and letting Terry visit with her family. A little later, after supper, I could hear Linda, Dee, and Terry in the master bedroom; they were changing the baby. I felt someone's presents behind me and turned to find Connie, standing there. Her black hair was cut short and made a tight cap on her head. It framed a heart shaped face, with dark eyes and a sensuous mouth. She was cute now, but I could see that she would blossom into a beauty, that would rival her Aunt Terry's. The knit shirt she wore showed just a hint of small breasts, which was also like her aunt. Terry always said her sister got all the boobs and the same seemed to have happened to these two sisters. Even in a loose fitting shirt, it had been obvious that Dee was the blessed one. I reigned in my thoughts and said, "Hello." Connie grinned and stretched her arms up over her head and came up on her toes. Her knit shirt rose up to show a couple of inches of her flat stomach above her low cut hip hugger jeans. Her navel had a small silver ring clipped through a hole in the top edge of the opening. When she was through stretching, she leaned over next to my ear and whispered, "If I do that and flex my hips just right, these jeans will fall completely off." "You don't say." I said softly. She grinned and started to stretch again. When the jeans moved down about an inch, I reached up and hooked a finger in a belt loop on each hip and pulled upward. "I believe you." I whispered. "Why are you trying to torture me?" She quickly squatted down next to my knee and grinned before she whispered, "First of all, it's fun and secondly, everything I have heard about you from Aunt Terry has intrigued me to no end. You just don't know the number of good, bad dreams and fantasies I've had at your expense. Now that I've met you, it's going to be even worse." I chuckled and whispered; "You don't know how much you've flattered an old man." She grinned and ran her hand up along the inside of my leg until it rested on my inner thigh, just below the edge of my shorts. "I plan on doing more than that before I leave here." She said as she stood up. With another grin, she turned and walked back toward the front of the house. I sat there for a long moment, frozen. "Oh, shit!" kept floating in a tight circle through my brain, followed by "What have I gotten myself into now"? Slowly it dawned on me, that I hadn't gotten myself into anything. Connie's adolescent brain was the problem, along with her raging hormones. Maybe I needed to say something to Terry. I could see that, she would think I was having delusions of grandeur. She'd get a good laugh out of it. A beep from the computer drew my attention back to the program I had been loading. When I finished, I rebooted the system and headed to the kitchen for a glass of wine. Still trying to figure out what to say to Terry about her niece, I headed into the living room to see how the reunion was going. Everyone had changed clothes and looked like they were getting ready to leave. Before I could ask, Terry said to me, "We should be back around eleven o'clock." Turning to Bob she said, "We need to get going, the football game starts at eight." I was a little confused that I hadn't been asked to go see her son play his first game but I didn't say anything. I figured she had a reason. Everyone headed out the front door and very shortly, I was all by myself, or so I thought. I stood in the door, watching them load up into two cars, until they backed out of the drive and headed down the road. I went back to the computer room and cycled the new program through to make sure it worked and then shut the computer down. I picked up my cigarettes and headed toward the side door, figuring I'd sit out on the patio and relax, until they returned. As I crossed the living room, the door to my room slowly opened all by it self. Now, this is an old house and there are a couple of spirits that wander through from time to time, but they had never opened doors before. I sat down my wine and cigarettes as I went to investigate. The room I use when I visit belongs to Terry's daughter. I flipped on the light and looked around. The super single waterbed in the center of the room has a pipe canopy frame around it with lace curtain material over it. A large wardrobe stands against the wall to my right and a low dresser and mirror are along the wall to the left, in front of me. A computer desk, a book case, and a dresser are on the far wall. All seems normal, not a sign of a ghost. A slight movement on the bed behind the lace draws my attention. I crossed the room and pulled the lace back. A ghost could not have scared me nearly as much as what I found. Connie was lying on the bed totally nude. My eyes locked onto her chest; the very small cones of her breasts were tipped with pencil erasure sized nipples. On their own, my eyes slowly traveled down her body, across her small ribcage, to her flat belly with its silver ring, her narrow hips framing the vee of her sex, the firm thighs, and tapered calves that ended in small narrow feet. At that point, they swapped directions and I started the visual journey back up to her face. As my eyes met hers, her smile turned into a grin. Softly she asked, "Well, what do you think of the complete package?" "Holy shit!" I said, which made her grin even broader. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked sharply. She looked startled and replied; "I faked being tired so I could be with you for real, instead of just in my head." "Oh great." I said, "Now your Aunt Terry can kill us both and then your mom gets a turn. I don't know about you but being dead wasn't part of my plans for this evening." Connie rolled over on the narrow waterbed and came up on her knees, her smooth rounded ass sticking high in the air. There was a catch in my breathing as I took in this view. Her wet shiny sex and the pink opening of her anus were presented in all their glory. My first urge was to lean over and to take a long lick right up the center of her treasures. She held this position for a moment, before extending her left foot over and placing it on the floor. This exposed her even more and I felt my breath catch again. Before I realized what I was doing, I was on my knees and had a hand on each of her hips. My head slowly moved forward until my nose was only inches from her; her scent was fresh, musky, and heady. I took a deep breath through my nose and savored the smell of her, like a fine wine. My tongue extended and I took a feathery light lick at the wet opening of her sex. I felt her hips jerk and a shiver ran through them, as a hissing sound came from her. Her taste was sweet, with a hint of spiciness. My tongue took a longer, firmer lick, before the tip burrowed into the hot tight opening. Her hips shivered and she moaned loudly. I worked my tongue into her as deeply as it would go and swirled it around. She moved her ass back tighter against my face and yelled something incoherent. It only took a moment of this for her to come in long rolling waves; her hips trembling and twitching as she yelled, "Oh, yes! Yes! Yes!" in an ascending scale. Her juices were literally pouring out of her. I pressed my lips tightly to her and drank of her nectar. This made her tremble even more and to yell again. As her orgasm subsided, I ran my tongue down her slit almost to her clit and then back up until I could probe the tight pucker of her anus. Her hips flexed as she tried to get away from my tongue, but my hands on her hips held her in place. I flicked the tip of my tongue over the tight ring and then swirled it down to dip into her hot vagina. As I flicked and licked at her asshole, she would pull away and as I touched her vagina, she would press back to me. I was working her toward another orgasm with my tongue in one hole and pulling her back working at the other. It was very obvious that no one had ever touched her anus and she wasn't sure she wanted anyone to. I had other ideas, in for a penny, in for a pound. I could only be killed once, I thought with a chuckle. Over a period of time my tongue was slowly loosing up the tight rear hole. The position she was in had her spread wide and I took full advantage. She was pulling away from me once as my tongue tried to pierce her anus and as I felt it penetrate the tight ring of muscle. She jerked and was suddenly pushing back against me. I wiggled the tip of my tongue deeper and felt her shiver. I moved my head in little back and forth motions as my tongue fucked her ass. She moaned loudly and flexed her hips against my tongue, trying to get it in deeper. It was only a moment later that the trembling started and then she was yelling and coming again. I turned my attention to the flood issuing from her vagina. As soon as my tongue touched that opening, she was yelling even louder than before. I continued my cleanup, savoring the taste of her and the power I had over her. After a couple of minutes, I sat back on my heels and released her hips. She stayed where she was for a moment; her left leg was trembling and shaking. Slowly she moved it back up onto the bed and laid down flat on her stomach. For the first time since she had rolled over, I could see her face. Her eyes were tightly shut and her mouth hung open as she breathed hard and heavy. Her face had that slack look of a woman during and just after a big orgasm. It's a look, I've learned to recognize, and one I love to see. It means I've done good. Slowly her face returned to normal and her breathing slowed. I squatted there and watched her; until I was sure she was asleep. I pulled the covers up over her and smiled, as I walked to the door and turned out the light. I closed the door and headed for the bathroom to wash my face. ***** I was sitting on the patio when everyone got home from the football game. When I asked who won, I was told that we had, and that Terry's son had made a couple of great tackles. Bob told me I missed a great game. Everyone, except Terry went on into the house. Terry stood there a moment looking down at me, before she pulled up a chair and sat down with a big sigh. "For a guy with a bad headache, you sure look happy." She said. I looked at her and shrugged, "I guess it went away. A little wine and some peace and quiet, works wonders." She looked at me a moment before she grinned and said, "Yeah and I'm pretty sure who the piece was." I looked at her sharply for a moment but I couldn't hold in the grin that slowly spread across my face. She chuckled and shook her head before she said, "You are something else. You didn't even know you had a headache, did you." When I shook my head, she laughed and said, "I thought as much. Connie was supposed to ask you, if you wanted to go with us. She planned the whole thing didn't she?" I nodded and said; "Yeah, but it didn't quite work out like she had it planned." Terry laughed and said, "I'm not going to ask and you had better not tell me. Where is she now?" "Sleeping like a baby." I said softly. Terry leaned forward and kissed me on the cheek and then she asked, "Did you satisfy her curiosity?" I laughed and said, "Among other things." Terry laughed and held up her hand, palm out. "Oh, I'm not going to tell you anything about it but I think there will be a problem." When she said, "Oh?" I continued, "This won't be the last time. She's just like you, when she finds something she likes, she doesn't let it go." Terry looked at me with a big grin on her face and then she leaned back over and kissed me long and hard on the lips. As she leaned back, she said, "You've got that right." She sighed again and stood up. "Oh by the way, Sis told me earlier tonight that Connie has applied to the local university. She'll be starting college about fifty miles from your house this fall." She grinned at the expression on my face and then headed for the house. At the door, she paused and said, "I hope you have your insurance paid up." With a laugh, she went inside. I sat there for a few minutes, letting my mind just spin over lazily. I took a couple of deep breaths and blew them out. Oh well, with any luck, she would find her a nice young guy and forget about me. If my luck was bad, then I'd have to make passionate love to that beautiful nineteen year old until I died, which wouldn't take long, believe me. A dirty job but someone had to do it. The Niece I sat at my computer pounding out yet another tale of alien invasions. I write for several science fiction publications and make a pretty good living at it. I was just getting to the part where the aliens kidnap the girl when a pair of hands popped across my eyes and a pair of breasts pushed into my back. It had to be Venus, my niece. "Guess who, Uncle Maury?" she laughed. "Pamela Anderson?" I answered. "No, it's me uncle!" she said as she let go of my eyes and pranced around in front of me. She had come to live with us 2 years ago when her mother was killed in a boat accident and her father dropped into a continuous drunken stupor. We took her in and she was like our daughter used to be, happy, bubbly and entirely beautiful. We loved here dearly for the first year. Then my wife was diagnosed with a rare type of incurable cancer. She died 2 months later. I was despondent. Had it not been for Venus, I probably would have pulled the plug on myself. She carried me through an incredibly painful period. Now, a year later at nineteen, she was everything any father would have been proud of. She was in college; she was ambitious, beautiful, caring and smart as a whip. "Baby girl, why don't you call me daddy? I feel like a daddy. I'm so proud of you." "We'll have to wait until my father drinks himself to death," she flatly stated. There was obviously no love lost between her and her father. It kind of disturbed me but I could certainly understand where she was coming from. When you are finished, there is something I want to talk to you about." "Okay, I'll be in my bedroom resting," I said. "Perfect," she commented. "Now what the hell did she mean by that?" I asked myself. Two hours later I finished the piece and submitted it to the publisher. I knew there would be a nice check next week. There always was. I shut down the computer and retired to my bedroom. Just as I was dozing off there was a light tapping at my door. "Come on in Venus," I said. She opened the door and drifted across the room in a very revealing string bikini. "Hi uncle," she whispered. "Do you have something to talk about?" I queried. "It's kind of personal. I don't want you to say 'no' right away. Please, just listen to what I have to say and then think it over. OK?" "OK let's hear it." "Uncle, you know I'm a virgin. Outside of what I've read and a few porn flicks, I know nothing about sex. I want to learn but I don't want to experiment with some octopus college boy who will hurt me and then leave me. I want to learn from a real man who loves me. I want you!" I started to protest immediately, but she put her finger on my lips and said, "You promised to think about it. So start thinking." She drifted back across the room and was gone. I was absolutely dumbfounded. I swear I had never had a carnal thought about this angel. It never occurred to me that she might have sexual desires. I always thought she would hook up with some chump that I wouldn't approve of, marry him and start making babies. There was no way I could get a nap now. Thinking of her request had my poor, over stressed brain in a complete muddle. What to do? I didn't want her to think I didn't want her. I didn't know what she would do if I said no. I didn't know what would happen later if I said yes. Damn!! My tit was in a crack. No matter which way I moved, it was going to hurt. Totally flummoxed, I went to the kitchen took get a soda. She was sitting in the living room still in her bikini. Her eyes were a little red. I assumed she had been crying. Her shoulders slumped and she had the 'wounded puppy' look on her face. I was devastated. I just couldn't stand to see her cry. I went over to the sofa and sat down beside her. 'Just exactly what did you have in mind?" I whispered quietly. She perked up a bit, knowing that I hadn't totally rejected the idea. "Well, I thought we would start slowly and progress day by day until we got to the moment of truth." "Would you care to describe the 'moment of truth?" I asked. "Well, that would be the point at which we decide if you should take my virginity and make me a woman." "Oh baby, you know that I love you more than anything in this world. I don't want you to be sad or think I don't want you. It's just that I've never thought of you in that way. I need some time to see if I can even adjust to the possibility." "That's good enough for me! At least you didn't say no!" she answered. She threw her arms around me and bounced off into her bedroom. As soon as she was gone I started kicking myself in the ass. I should have just refused and let the chips fall where they may. Now, I had given her some encouragement. I shut my eyes tightly. I knew what was going to come next. We ordered pizza that night for dinner. After we polished it off, I asked her, "What is your first step?" "Since we will need to see each other nude, I thought that showering together would be a good start." NUDE! I hadn't thought about that. I tried to think of a way to weasel out of it but in the end had to conclude that she was right. Damn! She went to her room. I went to mine. I stripped completely, wrapped a towel around my waist and headed for the shower. She beat me there. She was waiting for me. "You know, uncle, this is kind of silly, using two bedrooms. Don't you think it would be better if we just slept together? We don't have to do anything. Just sleep." My heart stopped for a while. I considered the full implications of her suggestion. Sleeping together would imply a certain 'permanence' about our arrangement. On the other hand, it was kind of silly to go traipsing around nude to semi nude when the situation didn't require it. "Okay," I agreed. "We'll move you in tomorrow." "I've already got enough stuff together for tonight uncle," she said with a twinkle in her eyes. Once again, I had been outflanked. I looked into her beautiful eyes. She dropped her towel. I dropped mine. We stepped into each others arms for the first time as man and woman. I guided us to the shower. The water was hot but not unpleasantly so. "We should wash each other," she said as she started soaping me up. When she got to my cock, she stopped and watched as it rose from dead flat to fully inflated. "Wow!" she said, "Just like in the movies!" I started soaping her back and then moved her around so I could do the front. As I rubbed her breasts her nipples stood up like little bullets. I moved on down to her neatly trimmed bush. I ran the sponge across her pussy and she let out a little squeak. I turned her around and washed her asshole. She squeaked again. I knew she was going to be extra noisy in bed. It was lucky my house was isolated up a long driveway. We rinsed each other off and then stepped out of the shower. The drying off process produced more squeaks and little yelps. "Bed time," she said and strolled off toward 'our' bedroom. She trotted down the hall to her room and returned with a small overnight bag. "We'll get the rest of the stuff tomorrow," she said as she jumped in the sack. So there I was. I had a beautiful, nude young girl in my bed. I had a hardon like the Washington monument. I said a little prayer of forgiveness to her dead mother and my dead wife and gamely jumped in beside her. She was lying on top of the sheets, nude, warm and waiting. I rolled over to her. "What's first on your sex agenda?" "I thought we might try some soul kissing. I've only tried it once and it wasn't very good. I suspect that's because the kid didn't know how. You know how, don't you?" I ran my arm under her shoulders and rolled her lips to mine. I started gently brushing her lips. I gave her lips a little lick. I stuck my tongue between her lips and they parted, allowing me access to her mouth. I rolled her tongue around with my tongue. She started to moan and did the same to me. I pressed into her deeper. She moaned some more. I broke the kiss. "Well?' I asked. "Let's do that some more, a lot more!" she answered as she applied a lip lock to me. When we broke the kiss the next time she said, "I don't know why anybody would want to do more than that. It's terrific. The best thing I've ever felt. Oh uncle I love you so much." I guess she liked it. "Do you want to try some other stuff or shall we stick with the kissing?" "Let me learn how to kiss real, real, well and then we'll go on to other things," she requested. I was happy that she didn't want to rush things. We continued smooching for about an hour. Finally she asked, "Can we go to sleep now?" "Of course baby," I replied. Oh goody! Can you show me the spoon?" I knew then that it would be a long night. Sure enough less than an hour later I felt a little hand wrap itself around my cock. She had reached between her legs and now had my cock snuggled right up across her cunt and laying in her slit. Another inch or so and she wouldn't be a virgin anymore. I lay still wondering what her next move would be. She was stroking the bottom of my dick and pressing it ever deeper into her crack. I was getting harder and harder. It was feeling better and better. I could feel her swollen clit on the head of my cock. She bucked her hips a little and my cock slid right into the entrance to her pussy. "Fuck me now uncle," she begged. I rolled her over onto her back and mounted her. "Are you sure? You can't go back from here. It's a one time deal." "You talk too much," she replied and bucked her hips up off the mattress, impaling herself on the hard dick. "Ouch!" she yelped. She held very still for a while and then I felt her pussy start to slide up and down my cock. She had the tightest pussy I had ever been in. She was humming a happy little tune as I plunged more rapidly into her. Suddenly the humming stopped. She gasped for breath 3 or 4 times really hard. She shuddered and her pussy clamped down hard. She screamed like she'd been shot as she came. I slammed my dick all the way into her and let her pussy milk me dry. What a piece of ass! I had never had one to equal this. She grabbed my neck and pulled my lips down to hers. Her tongue took command of my mouth and I shoved my tongue as far into her mouth as I could. I could feel her heart beating rapidly and she was quivering like a bowl of jello. "OOOOOOoooooo, I just knew it would be good, but I didn't expect it to be this good," she grinned. "When can we do it again?" "It takes us geezers time to recover. Just be patient. It'll eventually come back." "Oh uncle I want to do this again and again and again," she whispered as she snuggled into my arms. The Niece This story started when my niece, Ellie, came to stay over one weekend at our place. She was nineteen at that stage. What attracted me in the last few years strongly to Ellie were her breasts. Man, they are to fucking die for. The only problem was, I have never seen them out in the open, so to speak. She likes to wear semi-exposing tops, where you can see those mounds standing proud above the top. To me it is so difficult to talk to her and look her in the eyes. I reckon a nice full C-cup, but like I said, never seen them. Ellie has nice soft big brown eyes, dark brown hair and a very nice darkish skin. She's not skinny, a bit of puppy fat still hovers around, but she also has a very nice ass. She would come and swim at my place, but always wears a freaking T-shirt and shorts over her bikini! I want to rip those off so that I can feast my eyes on those two treasures, but alas, that never happened. To get back to my story, she was staying over for the weekend. I was super excited, I might be able to see her at least bra-less before she goes bed or just relaxing around the house. Friday night was a big disappointment; she watched TV with us, said goodnight and went to bed, without again coming out of the room. Oh well, I thought, the weekend is still long. The next morning we all sort of awoke at the same time. Ellie shouted that she wanted to have a bath, my wife said not to use all the hot water, as she wanted to shower. Now is my chance, I thought! When Ellie had finished running her bath, my wife got into the shower. I heard Ellie splashing in the bath and I slowly and quietly made my way to the door and the keyhole. I put my eye to the keyhole and held my breath, is this it, I wondered. I saw Elli sitting in the bath, staring at wall. I could just make out the tops of her tits above the bath rim. "Sit up", I wished in mind. I see this much every day and I wanted more. My cock was also getting jittery. Then I saw her taking the soap and slowly started washing her arms, sliding from shoulder to wrist. As she lifted the arm closest to me, I saw more and more of her beautiful tit coming into view. My hand was already on my rigid cock, waiting for the moment of total exposure. Just then my wife called for a towel from the shower. FUCK, I thought, am I ever going to see my fantasy come true. So the Saturday passed without any of my dreams coming true. That evening we all said our goodnights and retired to bed. Ellie said that she has to run an errand early in the morning and I told her not to wake us, being Sunday, and all. After my wife and I had finished all the small talk about the day's events, we kissed each other goodnight and she turned around so that we could spoon nicely. I love this position to go sleep in, feeling her lovely bum against my crotch and me holding one of her lovely full D-cup breasts. I had other ideas though. I softly started kissing her neck from behind and worked my way up to her ear-lobe. She loves this and I heard her satisfied sigh. I then went back to her neck and started to gently bite her on top of her shoulder. I continued kissing and nibbling her neck, shoulder and ear. She started squirming and her hand found its way into my boxers, where my cock was already hard. She slowly started moving her hand up and down my shaft, then she brought het hand down to my balls and started caressing them and lightly ran her nail across them. This always makes me squirm. She brought her hand up to my mouth and stuck two fingers in my mouth, which I sucked gently. She then put them in her mouth and made her hand nice and wet with spit. Next thing, her hand was back on my cock, this time lubricated and she slid it easily up and down, also playing with her nail underneath my throbbing cock head. I pushed my hips forward, looking for someplace to put my raging hard-on. My hand that was cupping her breast was also active, rubbing and pinching her nipple until it stuck out like a jelly-tot. I then flicked the nipple with my finger, this made her make more noises and pushing her behind hard onto my cock. I wet my fingers in her mouth and went back to the erect nipple, all the nibbling her neck. Eventually she couldn't stand it anymore and turned onto her back. This gave my mouth the opportunity to explore both tits with my wet lips and tongue. She especially likes them to sucked into my mouth and then softly bitten. I sucked the as much of her large areola into my mouth and flicked and licked her nipple with my tongue. I could feel that she was getting very turned on and started lifting hips up. Leaving my mouth to do its work north, my hand started the journey south, slowly rubbing all the across her belly, lingering for a bit at her belly button and then continuing further down. My wife is clean shaven and I could feel the soft skin of her mons. I didn't hit the jam pot directly, instead veered off and started caressing the inside of her thighs. She tried to move her hips so that her already wet pussy could get touched, but I kept well clear of those soft, wet lips. Her hand that was gently stroking my cock, was now gripping it harder and she tried to pull it across to her pussy. I let my fingers just touch her pussy lips as I was caressing her thigh, this caused her to lift her hips even more and pull my cock even harder. I had to change tactics, or she would pull the poor thing right off. I started moving my mouth down her tummy and in doing so, rescued my cock from her death grip. I slowly kissed my way down her body until I got to her shaved pussy, I could smell her sex and wanted to dive right in, but decided to make her suffer a bit for calling me this morning when I was on the verge of seeing my fantasy titties. I started kissing around her pussy, just giving her lips a flick with my tongue every now and again. I went further down and started licking from just above her ass. As I got to her pussy lips, I slowly separated them with my tongue and then pushed it into her. My nose was nudging on her clit and she started humping my face. I then moved my tongue up and replaced it with one finger. With the flat of my tongue, I licked across her erect clit. She pushed hard up against my mouth. I then used the tip of my tongue to gently flick her clit up and down. I inserted another finger and started finger fucking her while licking her clit. I could sense that she was getting close to cumming and looked up. Her eyes were closed and she was pinching hard on her nipples. All the while moving her hips up and down in rhythm with my tongue and fingers. She was also starting to moan loader and loader. I was wondering if Ellie could hear us, as she was sleeping in the room right next door. All of a sudden she shouted: "I'm cummminggggg!!" and grabbed my head and pushed it hard onto her cunt. I could feel her pussy walls squeezing my fingers and then the contractions as she came. Her love juice started running out from between her pussy lips and before long, my whole hand was covered. I just kept the flat of tongue on her clit as she was grinding onto it. Before the last spasms subsided, I crawled up and positioned my throbbing cock at the entrance of her wet cunt. With on shove, I was all the way in. She opened her eyes wide and lifted her hips to meet my thrust. I stayed like that, enjoying the feeling of her cunt contracting and relaxing as the last of her orgasm spasms finished. Now I slowly started moving my cock out of her pussy until only the head remained between her wet lips. With my hand I moved my cock head up and against her, still sensitive clit. This made her thrust up against my cock. I then re-entered her dripping cunt, enjoying the feeling of her cunt juice all around my cock. With her pussy muscles she was squeezing and relaxing on my cock and I knew that I wouldn't last long, so I just started hammering her cunt with my cock. She moved her hips up and down to meet my thrusts. I could feel my orgasm building and then with one last hard shove, I started squirting. Burst after burst of hot cum shot out of my cock, drenching her, with her pussy milking it all the way. I then collapsed on top of her and we both lay there, breathing hard. Again I wondered if Ellie noticed. I was sure I heard noises coming from her room as I walked past to get a glass of water afterwards. I had no opportunity to stop and listen, as my wife would have become suspicious. Early the next morning, I awoke with Ellie leaving the house and thought that we wouldn't see her until lunch time. I was just dozing off again when I heard her return. I wondered if she forgot something, or what. I pretended to be asleep still when she walked past and glanced into our room. The next thing I saw her walking out of her room towards the bathroom, with a towel around her. Then I heard the water running, she was running a bath! I couldn't believe my luck, with my wife still gently snoring next to me, I started to get out of bed. The next thing, the bathroom door opened, I just collapsed back into bed and resumed my pretend sleep. Through my squinting eyes, I saw Ellie come out of the bathroom again, still wrapped in the towel. Again she glanced into our room and then went to hers. Not long after, she emerged with a shampoo bottle in her hand, she obviously forgot to take that in the first place. My heart was beating fairly hard, first from the excitement and then the near miss. This time I waited until I could hear splashing in the bath before I made my move. As I sneaked towards the bathroom door, all sorts of thoughts were running through my head, what if she had the key vertical, blocking my view, what if she hung the towel over the keyhole? I held my breath as I bent down towards the keyhole, a quick peek towards our own room to make sure the missus was still sleeping and that she wouldn't be able to see me from this angle. All secure! I bent down and put my eye to the keyhole. There she was, my ultimate fantasy lying in the bath. I could see her head resting on the edge of the bath on a rolled up towel, eyes closed. I could see the top of her shoulders and just the top part of her lovely breasts. I realised that I was holding my breath and slowly started breathing again. I hoped she wouldn't stay like that too long, my back would not take this stance for long. Then I saw her putting her arms on the sides of the bath and rise up. Still my view of the hills of pleasure was hidden, damn! As she took the soap and slowly started washing herself, I got glimpses of the breast nearest to me, but that was not enough to satisfy my long lust for a view. Then she got onto her knees and there they were, in all their glory! Two of the most beautiful tits I have ever seen. Sloping nicely from her chest, standing proud. Each had an areola, the size of the bottom of a coke can and ending in the sweetest looking nipples, quite big for such a young girl, I thought. As she soaped them, I could see her nipples growing erect. She seemed to be spending a lot of time washing them, rubbing over them with her palms and then softly pinching each one. My breath was going faster and my cock was rearing against my boxers. Then she lay back again, but this time only hand went out of sight into the bath, while the other was still rubbing soap over her tits. I saw her eyes closing and her mouth opening slightly. From my view point I could see that she was playing with herself and loving it. Her nipples stood up and she was pinching them harder, the colour had changed to a deep red. All of a sudden, her hips started lifting and I could see her wrist moving violently up and down, as she was give herself a good rubbing. I was getting so excited that I forgot to keep my breathing quiet and was vigorously rubbing my rock hard cock through my boxers. Suddenly I lost my balance and nearly fell against the door. Her head whipped in my direction and I ducked away. After a few seconds I peeped through again and saw that she was lying down again, but was that a smile I saw on her lips? Then she got up in the bath and reached for her razor. She then sat on the edge of the bath, facing me. For the first time I could see the top of her pussy, but her legs were together, so I could not see the honeypot itself. She proceeded to lather her legs and slowly started shaving. I could not see any pussy, as her head and arms got in the way. At least I had an unimpeded view of her gorgeous tits hanging down, the nipples still standing up. Then she opened her legs and I could see that she was going to shave her pussy, my cock was nearly doing somersaults when I saw her beautiful teenage pussy. The lips were not protruding and seemed to just sit there, waiting for a mouth and cock. She took her time shaving above her pussy and then started down by lips themselves. By this time I was breathing like a marathon runner and wanking furiously on my cock. The next thing, she looked up, directly at the door and smiled. She then leisurely rinsed all around her pussy and tummy. Then she slowly started rubbing between her pussy lips, stopping just to lick her finger and then rubbing again. With her one finger she opened her lips and started pushing the finger inside her pussy, up to the first knuckle, while she used her thumb to flick over her clit. I could see that this was extremely pleasurable for her as she nearly slid off the side of the bath. I was just about banging my head against the door from my own movements. When I looked again, she was showing come here with her pussy juice coated finger. She knew I was there, all along!! At first I wanted to bolt back to my bed and pretend to be asleep, but my cock wouldn't let my legs move. My hand was reaching for the door handle, as if it had a mind of its own. I pulled the handle and was very surprised to find the door unlocked. I opened the door and there I was, still bending over, cock in the hand inside my boxers, looking at her with my mouth open and panting like a dog. She just about burst out laughing, then remembered my wife and indicated that I must come in and close the door. "What's wrong with your boxers?", she laughingly whispered. Before I could reply, she told me that heard us the night before and stayed in her bed with great difficulty. "Drop those pants, so that I can see what made my aunt scream like that." I didn't need a second invitation and struggled to pull my boxers over my raging hard-on. "Ah, there's the culprit", she smiled and took my cock in her hand, I saw her licking lips to moisten them. She then softly started kissing my cock-head and using the tip of her tongue on my piss-hole. Her other hand found my balls and was gently massaging them. All I could do was to put my head back and close my eyes. I was in fucking heaven. Slowly she started licking around the head and then onto the sensitive part at the bottom of the head. With her free hand she was slowly wanking me. I never saw my cock grow this hard. She licked and kissed her way all the way down the bottom of my shaft until she reached my balls. She sucked the one shaven ball into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. Then she did the same to the other one. I had somewhat recovered by then and was leaning over, getting my first feel of those heavenly tits. They felt heavy, but firm in my hands. I rubbed my way over to her erect nipples and started playing with them, gently squeezing and pulling. Her mouth was making humming noises on my balls when I did that. She had now opened her mouth wide enough to accommodate both my balls and she was sucking on them, humming as I played with her nips. Then she made her way slowly back up to angry purple swollen cock head. With one gulp it was in her mouth and her tongue was doing crazy things all over and around it. I was holding onto her tits, as my legs wanted to give way from pleasure. Inch by inch I could feel my cock being swallowed into her luscious mouth. My hands had by now moved from her lovely tits to the back of her head and I started to face-fuck her slowly. Surprisingly she took all of the cock into her mouth with ease. "This girl has had practice", I thought. I could feel my nuts starting to tighten up and she felt it too, as she started moving her mouth faster over my cock. I couldn't hold back anymore and with one mighty heave slammed my cock all the way into mouth, she started sucking furiously and then I started cumming. I was coating the back of her throut with a stream of cock-juice. She bravely tried to swallow, but eventually some it leaked out and started dripping onto her tits. She continued sucking until my final spasm finished. As she dropped my cock out of mouth, she looked up and smiled. I could see a trail of cum from her lips to her chin, onto her tits. I picked her up by her arm pits and started kissing her tits, licking all the spilt cum from them. I then kissed her mouth and our tongues shared to cum between them. I now had my hands back on her tits and continued playing with her sensitive nipples. With my one hand I started the journey south, stopping off at the belly-button for a rest and feeling around. I then moved down further until I could touch her smooth, freshly shaved mound. I pointed my fingers down and ventured onto her pussy lips. They were already wet and swollen. I rubbed around the outside for a while and then put my one finger at the bottom of her slit and slowly brought it up, opening her lips as I did so. I could feel that the inside of her pussy was very wet and ready, so I slowly started entering her. I started to gently finger-fuck her and then added another finger. I pushed both my fingers all the way up her pussy and she was just about hanging on them as her knees gave in. With my thumb I was rubbing her red cherry and she started panting real hard and we broke the kiss. I moved my lips from hers and kissed her earlobe, gently sucking it into my mouth and playing with it using my tongue. I then moved down and kissed her in the nape of her neck. She thrusted her chest out and moved my lips down over her shoulders towards her left nipple. I slowly licked around the areola and then sucked the nipple into my mouth. I grabbed it gently with my teeth and pulled, this made her squirm even more on my fingers and I could feel that she was trying to pull them further into her pussy. I doubled my movements in her wet pussy and bit a harder on her nipple. I then moved to the other breast and did the same with that nipple. My fingers were getting soaked by her pussy juice and I realised that I have to taste that pussy. I sat her down on the edge of the bath and knelt between her legs. I saw her engorged pussy lips were actually opening, waiting for my cock. I had other ideas and started kissing her just on the outside of her pussy lips, she tried to move forward to get her pussy into more contact, but I pulled away. I repeated this a few times and then without warning, I clamped my lips over her pussy lips and shoved my tongue into that wet cunt. She nearly fell off the edge, but managed to stay on. I was tongue-fucking her, while my one hand was roaming around the bottom of her ass. She moved forward and opened her legs even more. Now I started playing with her ass, I moved my mouth just enough to get middle finger in and lubricated. I then slowly started pushing my finger into her asshole. First just up to the first knuckle, moving in and out until she started relaxing and then I pushed deeper. Eventually my whole finger was embedded in her brown starfish. I then moved my tongue from between her pussy lips up to her clit, which was sticking up like a miniature cock. I first flicked it with my tongue a few times and then sucked it into my mouth, giving her a clit blow-job. I moved my finger from her ass into her cunt and then added another finger. I had to hold her hips to stop her from falling into the bath. Suddenly she pushed forward onto my mouth and I could feel the walls of her pussy contracting, squeezing my fingers as she came. Pussy juice was oozing into my hand. I kept the flat of my tongue on her clit while she was hard against it. When the contractions stopped, I pulled my fingers from her sopping wet cunt and licked them clean. I then moved up and kissed her mouth, this time we could taste both our love juices. The Niece I drained the last of my wine and went into the house.