0 comments/ 312204 views/ 19 favorites Sweet Teen Ballbuster Ch. 01 By: PhilFantasy My niece Kim was a strange girl. She was hardly model material in the looks department, but all the same she had a certain 'something.' Call it the 'girl-next-door' look, or 'plain but pretty' - but whatever it was, she had a strange hold over me. Since she'd switched high schools to one in my area, she'd taken to visiting me regular on her way home. It's hard to forget that first day she knocked on my door, all of eighteen and 'all grown up'. My eyes nearly popped out when I answered, the figure on the other side of the door cut quite a picture.... Shoulder-length honey blond hair, parted in the centre. Not styled, but natural. Straight hair with a slight wave through it, enough to be cute at least. Blue eyes sparkled at me, adorned by some light green eye-shadow. Her eyebrows were plucked for a more grown-up look. Rouge lipstick painted on the sweetest little mouth a man could behold. Kim was the kind of girl who made you just want to grab her and kiss her passionately. "Hi Uncle Will," she said - before I could say anything. "Well, hi...err...Kim? - you've ch-ch-changed! " I stammered, feeling like a fool for saying it. "Oh, I know, I'm eighteen now Uncle Will - you haven't seen me in some time, have you?" "Errr... no, I haven't," was my dumbass reply. "Well, you better come in seeing as you came all this way..." I said, beckoning her in. Once seated with a cup of coffee each, Kim explained all about her move to a new school and the reasons behind it. "Let's get this right Kim, you were expelled for bad behaviour?" I couldn't believe what she'd just told me. "Well, it wasn't all that serious, just making out with the janitor at lunchtime," she answered, quite matter-of-factly. I inhaled my breath sharply in response, unable to find an answer. I didn't know whether to show her the door or to scold her or pretend such behaviour was alright. Maybe the younger generation had there own values and this could just be a passing phase she was going through. "You see Uncle Will," she continued, touching my hand at the same time, "I've always liked older men!" I nearly choked on my coffee, as some of it splattered on my shirt and I spilled the rest of the contents of the cup down my jeans. On my crotch to be precise, much to my embarrassment. "Oh Uncle Will, look what I've made you do!" exclaimed Kim, squirming with delight. In no time was was over at the sink and soaping up a cloth to clean me up. It was then I got a real good look at the woman she'd become. Beautiful tanned legs appeared above her knee length stripey socks and then disappeared again beneath her plaid mini-skirt. As she reached over the sink her short skirt rode up to reveal the lacy trim of her white cotton panties, which were hanging a little loose from her ass. Just loose enough to drive a grown man crazy. That wasn't all neither. Her white school blouse was a see-through affair and the little straps of her bra were plain for all to see. As she spun around again ready to go to work, I noticed how much she'd developed at the front. Her breasts were kind of medium and perky, but she made up for that by the way she walked. Her shoulders were pushed back a little, making the most of her peachy bosom. Her tits were a perfect shape alright, like two ripe little pears just waiting to be plucked. Before I could even argue, Kim was in at my crotch and wiping away the coffee stains with vigorous rubs. I couldn't help but notice the mischievous little grin on her face while she did this, seeing how red-faced I was by this time. "Please Kim, it's alright," I protested. "No problem Uncle Will," she said, stepping back to admire her handiwork. "No problem at all," she kind of whispered under her breath, gazing at the bulge in my pants for what seemed like an eternity... As she stood there transfixed, her grip on the cloth got much tighter, until she squeezed so much the soap suds ran out of it. The soapy water ran up and over her fingers, then down her blouse before landing on her skirt. It looked so much like a load of freshly shot cum. I knew it and she knew it as well, as she looked down at the mess and her gaze moved upwards to stare right at me. As her innocent blue eyes burned through me, her wicked little smile just screamed 'I know you're dying to f**k my brains out!' She wasn't wrong... You could have cut the atmosphere with a knife, such was the sexual tension hanging in the air. "Oh dear, now I've made a mess too!" she shrugged. Slowly she reached all the way down to the hem of her skirt and lifted it up, pretending all the while to examine it. In the meantime, I had a close-up view of the front of her panties. They were so skimpy that her pussy hair was visible, just protruding above the lacy trim at the top. It was shaved either side of a centre line, a sweet honey blond colour to match the hair on her head. The smooth skin of her belly was sun tanned too, making her panties all the whiter. Her creamy thighs were smoother than glass. Kim had the kind of legs a men yearned to bury his head between and only surface for air again when survival called. Right in the centre of all this beauty, her pubic bone stood out a little and made her underwear cling to her perfect feminine shape. My cock sprang to attention as she rubbed at her skirt, the material falling up and down with her work - giving me quick on and off flashes of her cotton clad pussy. I watched with my jaw hanging open in suspended animation, hypnotised by her innocent beauty. One thing I'd always noticed about little girls, they just loved to give the boys flashes of their underwear, wherever and whenever they could. It seemed like a habit that they never grew out of. It was habit I was grateful for over the years, as I didn't mind a bit of teasing - as long as some pleasing came after. That left me in a predicament with Kim. As well as being my sister's daughter, these mild flirtations could be put down to her being at 'that age' - the age when girls wanted to get a reaction from men. I always thought that most teen teasers would run a mile at the sight of a hard cock, they just did the teasing to test out their limits and reassure themselves that they were pretty or desirable to men. These were the thoughts running through my head which snapped me back into reality. Kim finished cleaning up and let her skirt fall back again. She checked to see if I was impressed by her display, and I smiled at her approvingly. After we chatted for some time about her schoolwork, pop music, ex-boyfriends and her homelife, it was time for her to go. "Well, it was nice seeing you again Kim," I said on the doorstep. "Don't worry Uncle Will, you'll be seeing a lot more of me soon!" she answered, as she skipped her way down the garden path. She turned around to wave at the gate and gave me a huge smile, before disappearing round the hedge and out of sight. I closed the door and went back inside, somewhat bemused. I checked myself in the hallway mirror. I was relieved to see my forty-something face still looking back at me, as my cock felt about twenty years younger. "What a sweet young lady my niece turned out to be!" I thought, returning to my favourite book. Knowing the ways and whims of youth, I didn't seriously expect to see her again. To be continued... Sweet Teen Ballbuster Ch. 02 ...As I lay in bed that night, thoughts of Kim flashed through my mind. Tossing & turning i couldn't sleep. I got up & went to the kitchen. Drank a small bottle of beer, smoked a cigarette & returned to bed. More confident this time, I thought I'd be asleep in no time... But alas! She popped into my mind again, that tiny itsy-bitsy school uniform & her body to die for underneath it, teasing the hell out of me forever. Each time i drove her from my mind, she returned again - only double quick with each rejection I gave her. My balls groaned in their sacks & my cock started to stir & come to life, as I replayed the events of her visit in my mind. Like a prisoner to her panties, I felt my cock grow harder than steel as she flashed them right in my face... I imagined her going even further, as she straddled my face on my bed. Her school skirt over my head, her white panties right in my face. I could smell her sweeter than sweet scent filling my nostrils, as I reached for my dick & started to stroke it. Faster & faster I pulled on my manhood, as she wiggled her hips round & round, teasing me into a frenzy until I was jerking off like a man possessed. "Oh Uncle Will, you really do want me, don't you?" I heard her giggle in my ear. That was it! I frigging creamed everywhere & imagined my cum splattering all over her panties, her tits & her beautiful teenie face... The relief was immense, as I slowed down to a stop & lay there panting. My heart was pounding in my chest & I had to wait a few minutes til it slowed down & I caught my breath at last. It was then that pangs of guilt started to kick in. 'Oh no, what have I done?' I wondered, as the full impact of cumming all over my neice hit me full force. 'I shouldn't be thinking this way' I told myself, as I went to the bathroom to clean myself up, then returned to bed a sorry man. I almost cried at the guilt I felt, hating myself for allowing those thoughts of her to overtake me. 'Never mind,' I convinced myself, 'It's been a long time since I saw her & I'll be over those thoughts by tomorrow!' How wrong I was... By ten a.m. the following day I was on the golf course, swinging & hitting for all I was worth. Working up a sweat I blasted round the full 18 holes in record time & was back in the clubhouse sooner than I thought. I chatted with a few of the guys I knew there, mainly about the weather & even more boring stuff, then made my excuses & drove home. All thoughts of Kim had been erased from my mind along with the fresh air on the course, and I happily settled down to work on a model aircraft I had been building. I glued the wings into place & surveyed my work. It certainly looked like a B-52 Bomber, all it needed was a little paint once the glued had dried in a few hours.... Just then the door bell rang. Startled, I got up to answer it & checked the time on the clock in the hallway as I passed by. 4:15 it read. 'Wow' I thought, as I'd been working on the plane for over 2 hours and barely noticed the time slip by... I opened the door expecting some door-to-door salesman, but instead there stood Kim, once again! 'Never mind,' I told myself, 'This time I'm ready!' as I ushered her in and we walked to the livingroom. Her school skirt bounced up & down on her sweet ass as she walked in front of me. Her hair, tied up in bunches, did the same. "Wow, Uncle Will!" she exclaimed, seeing my handywork on the coffee table. "It's a work of art!" she announced, leaning over to get a better look. Her skirt rode up as she bent over the table, both hands gripping the corners of it, as she wiggled her ass mercylessly, knowing I had a full view of her ass & panties. Pink see-thro ones this time, with a sparkly lacy trim, the dark crack of her ass clearly visible thro them. My balls groaned once again & my cock stiffened immediately, all thought of resistance melting away in an instant... She stood there in that position for what seemed like an eternity, knowing exactly what I'd be thinking... I lifted her silly little skirt even higher in my head, then yanked those thin little panties to the side & shoved my rock-hard cock right up her tight little pussy & screwed her senseless right there & then... "Are you ok Uncle Will?" she asked, that same wicked little grin on her face as she said it. I focussed my eyes again & now she was kneeling on the floor before me. Those cute little bunches in her hair made me just want to grab them & push my cock into her sweet little mouth & let her suck me 'til I creamed all over her face. She just smiled & the braces in her teeth sparkled as she did. She looked up at me with pleading eyes, her face as close to my crotch as she could get without touching. "I think I better sit down Kim," I said, my voice sounding thin & hollow. I sat on the couch & she sat next to me, closer than was comfortable considering the things I'd just been dreaming about doing to her. She smiled & leaned back, making me look up her skirt when I had to speak to her, knowing exactly what she was doing. She was a little cock-teasing expert alright... Then to make matters worse, she spread her legs either side of me, her skirt opened up & her see-thro panties were on full frontal display. Her blue eyes sparkled like sapphires, as she played with the bunches in her honey-blond hair, running them thro her fingers & twirling them round and round... "You're so talented Uncle Will!" she told me, "I wish I could do such good work with my hands"... etc... her voice lulling me into some kind of hypnosis, turning me into her slave... She reached her hand downwards & slid her thumb under the side lacy trim of her pantie gusset, then drew it slowly downwards, almost driving me right over the edge. "That's better now!" she giggled, "they get so tangled up sometimes!" My face must have turned crimson, as her next words were right on the money... "Oh, don't be embarrassed Uncle Will, I know you'd never take advantage of me, would you now?" "Of course I wouldn't Kim, you're my neice for Gawdsake!" was my swift reply. "That's great!" she announced. "So you won't mind if I stay over tonight & you can help me with my homework?" she added. My jaw hung open in suspended animation at what I'd just heard. "Uncle Will, are you sure you're feeling ok?" she asked me, snapping me back to the moment. "Err... ye, ye, yeh Kim, I'm ok... I guess there would be no h-h-harm in that, if you really want to?" My stammer returning at the first sign of pressure, making me feel a fool. "Oh yes Uncle Will, I do!" she told me, without any hesitation. I struggled to find any words to discourage her. My lips moved up & down, but nothing came out that was audible. "It's settled then!" she said, heavy confirmation in her voice. I could tell this was going to be a long & difficult night for me. How right I was... ( To Be Continued ) Sweet Teen Ballbuster Ch. 03 That all decided, I made Kim promise to do any homework she might have for the evening and got on with fixing us a bite to eat. I pottered around the kitchen and rustled up some burgers with fries, wondering all the while if I was losing my mind. Why hadn't I been firmer with Kim and just plain refused to let her stay overnight? Why hadn't I just turned her away at the door? Did this make me a bad man for not putting my foot down? All these questions ran through my head, until I took our cooked supper through to the living room. I almost dropped the plates at the sight of Kim lying belly-down on the floor, her school bag and books scattered around her and her tartan miniskirt halfway up her ass. Those pink see-through panties were on display again, this time she was kicking her legs up & down in her knee-high socks and playing with the pen in her mouth. "Dinner's ready!" I told her. "Oh great, it looks scrummy!" she exclaimed, abandoning her books and rising up slowly to her knees. Her skirt flipped right over her back and she held that pose for what seemed like an eternity. Her sweet ass in the air, only thinly covered by those loose pink panties, with absolutely everything on display. Her body language just screamed 'Fuck me hard doggy-style, right now!' I put the plates down after a while and she joined me at the table. We didn't speak much while we ate, but she kept looking at me with a mischievous glint in her eye. After a while she started rubbing her foot up and down my shin, playing footsy under the table. She giggled slightly as I coughed, then withdrew her foot. "Well Uncle Will, what have you got planned for this evening?" she asked me, as we finished the meal off. I chose my words carefully... "As it's a school night Kim, so to speak, then you have to go to bed at a decent hour!" "Awwww!" she moaned. "But, that doesn't mean we can't have some fun before then," I added. She cheered up somewhat, at the sound of that. "Oh yeah? What kind of fun did you have in mind Uncle Will?" she pressed. "Well, I'm a member of the local snooker hall, so maybe you'd like to go there with me for a while?" "Sure, it sounds great!" she replied, a wicked little grin spreading across her face. ****** I grabbed a couple of cues at the snooker hall, which happened to be empty, some blue chalk and a plastic triangle. Leading her to the table, I showed Kim how to set up the balls in the triangle, the black and pink at the top and the red ones below. Then the rest of the colours in the right order and we were good to start... "Why don't you break?" I suggested. "Oh, errrr... ok, Uncle Will... but I have no idea what you mean!" she giggled. Soon we were down the other end of the table, with me showing her what to do from behind her. This meant close body contact, as I showed her how to hold the cue, how to line up the shot on the white ball and how to aim at the red triangle. "Red triangle, Uncle Will? I bet you just love those!" she taunted, as she pushed her ass hard against my belly and wiggled it all the while. She then tried to take the first shot, but completely missed the white ball and the cue skidded down her wrist, going nowhere. "This isn't as easy as it looks!" she exclaimed. "Come on Kim, focus! You can do it if you try," I encouraged her. Her second shot was a more determined effort and this time she hit the white dead centre. We watched as it spun down the table and split the triangle, the red balls exploding outwards and spreading wide on the table. "Not bad Kim!" I told her, as she jumped up and down with joy at her first snooker break. "I think I like this game Uncle Will!" she replied, urging me to tell her all about it as we played on through the night. She managed to tease the hell out of me throughout, of course. Comments such as 'I love the feel of these balls, they're so hard and smooth' and 'I bet you love getting one down the hole, don't you Uncle Will?' abounded, mixed in with all the leaning over the table she could muster to make her skirt ride up. She had loosened a few buttons of her school blouse too, her perky little bosom that seemed only confined by the thinnest of lacy bras, spilling forward with each shot. It was her ass that did the most damage though. At one point she even had a leg up on the table for support, her panties on full display once again. My balls ached for her at the sight of that, her pigtails bobbing up and down with every move of her body. She made a big deal of chalking up the cue as well, running her fingers up and down the hard shaft while winking at me like a cat on heat. So the night progressed until it was time to go. I checked the clock at the end of our last game and it read ten-thirty. "Let's go home now Kim," I told her, to which she nodded in agreement. This was probably due to the fact that she'd pulled every move she could think of already, in the teasing Uncle Will department. She rubbed her hand on my thigh as we drove home, while she told me what a great time she'd had. "Glad you enjoyed it!" I said, as we pulled into my driveway. Once inside, I lay down a few basic ground rules: No smoking, except in the kitchen. No drinking, as this was a school night. Early to bed for a good night's sleep, etc... She seemed to agree with all of it, as in there were no audible protests. She grabbed her schoolbag and was soon off to change into her night attire. I was sitting watching TV with a can of beer for company, when she returned to kiss me goodnight. My jaw clanked open at the sight of her, in an almost see-through white nightie which barely reached the top of her thighs, matching white see-through panties and her honey-blond hair brushed down, minus the pigtails. She'd clearly thought of everything when planning this overnight stay. She got cosy with me on the couch, placing one leg over mine. Her snow white skin glistened in the lamplight and her scent was heavenly. The racing stripe of her soft honey-blond pussy hair was clearly visible through her panties and I could have sworn they were dampening right in front of my eyes. The air smelled richly sweet, that was for sure. "Thanks for letting me stay," she whispered softly to me, her voice so husky and sexy it made my nerves jangle. "No problem Kim, you were always my f-f-f-favourite niece!" I assured her. "And you're my most favourite, bestest, most amazing Uncle!" she replied, a look of hunger and wanting deep in her innocent blue eyes. I noticed she'd kept her make-up on. The smoky mascara covered eyes and cherry red lipstick made her look like some backstreet jailbait Lolita. You know, the kind of girl we all dream of nailing, if only just once. Yet here she was, sitting right next to me in my own house. Dressed scantily and determined to get as close to me as she could. I silently asked God to wake me up, in case I really was dreaming. I put my arm around her and we snuggled in close to watch TV. My heart was pounding fast in my chest, with her being this close to me and making herself this available... She rubbed her leg up and down mine's and my cock twinged and sprang to life, hardening up fast while my balls begged for release from her endless taunting and teasing. Soon I had a raging hard-on and she knew it. Her eyes lit up and that mischievous little girl grin returned to her face, as she realised she'd given her favourite Uncle the type of hard-on that most men only get while on full strength Viagra. She sat up and threw her leg right over me, until she had her arms around my shoulders and her legs straddled around me. The lacy pattern of silk that barely covered her sweet succulent breasts was almost touching my face, as I breathed in her womanly scent fully. Her nipples pushed against the thin material, as she lowered herself down on me, until her pantie covered pussy was rubbing against my cock. "Don't say anything Uncle Will," she whispered softly, while placing one of her dainty fingers on my lips. She started making slow up and down movements with her pussy, dry humping me through my jeans, while my cock, like a prisoner, stood like a baseball bat beneath them. She buried her head in my neck area, as I ran my fingers through her soft blond hair and cupped her pantie covered ass at the same time. Her silk nightie rubbed up and down against my hand along with her movements, which were now getting faster... Soon she was fucking me like some dream-come-true schoolgirl lap-dancer, her pussy bouncing hard against my raging cock. Even through the confines of my boxers and jeans, I could feel all of her, as if we were doing it for real. It was then that she placed her lips on mine. Helpless to resist, I felt her hot little tongue enter my mouth and she soon frenched me out like an expert. I grabbed her hair and pulled her face tight against mine, 'til our tongues were lashing around in each other's mouths, doing a dance in perfect time with our wild screwing. During the course of all this, her lipstick was getting smeared all across my face and I was loving every minute of it. She started groaning, not just a whimsical groan, but a feral wanton moan that came from somewhere deep inside her, as she frantically rode my cock faster and faster. Soon she was out of control and her waist, hips and pussy switched to auto-pilot as her whole body shuddered, then shook, as she came like a rag-doll on top of me. "Yes, oh yes!" she exclaimed, as a powerful orgasm ripped right through her for what seemed like a whole two minutes. She threw her head back as she gripped my knees behind her, thrusting her teen kitty against me like a piston on overdrive. It was so dripping wet that her pantie gusset was soaked right through, right in front of my eyes. The scent of her girl cum was glorious. She gave a final hard thrust and then stopped in suspended animation, as if time itself stood still... Drained, she then collapsed in my arms, purring like the cat that pinched the cream. Her eyes were closed and she had a satisfied grin on her face. We remained like that for a countless age, neither of us wanting to spoil the moment by breaking it off. My balls still ached for release, but I realised I'd just been gifted an incredible, sensual moment with my beautiful teenage niece. Not many guys got this lucky. I counted my blessings as I carried her off to the spare bedroom. One arm around her back and the other under her ass, her legs dangled in mid-air while she snuggled into my chest. I lay her down gently on the bed and covered her with a duvet. "Goodnight sweet Kimmie!" I whispered, as I kissed her cheek and turned out the light. Back in my own bedroom, I got changed into my nightshirt and hit the hay. The day's events played out in my mind and soon my cock, which had subsided just a little, was raging hard once again. There'd be little chance of sleeping unless I did something about it. This was the kind of hard-on that couldn't be ignored! I wondered if that was an okay thing to do with Kim sleeping under my roof that night, then figured that she'd had her release, now I needed mine. I reached down and stroked my throbbing cock, as I savoured every second of what had just happened between Kim and me. She seemed to be something akin to a sex goddess, whore, angel, hooker and virgin. All rolled up into one. It seemed my teenage niece was taking over my life and to be honest, I didn't mind one bit. Thinking of her dry-humping me again, I could easily recall every touch, move, sight and sound of it. It was her scent that sent me over the edge though, it was still lingering all over me. I jerked faster and faster, almost like a man possessed. As her fragrance fully hit my nostrils, I imagined her cumming on me again and my balls screamed out loud for release. I hit the point of no return and that feeling of free-falling in no man's land before orgasm lasted an eternity... Then it was all over, as my cock almost exploded and stream after stream of my thick white man cum spewed forth, all over every part of Kim and me. I saw her drenched in my cream, splashing it all over her face, titties, pussy and ass, as I milked every lost drop of it for her. "I love you, you fucking teasing little bitch!" I said to myself, as the last few waves of sensation swept over me. Exhausted and spent, I rolled over and fell into a deep sleep within minutes. The next thing I remember was my alarm clock ringing. It was the usual time, 8 a.m. Yawning, I made my way to the bathroom and cleaned up. Memories of the night before seeped through my haziness, as I looked in the mirror and smiled. Maybe this lived-in face wasn't too bad looking after all? After I dried off, I went to the spare room to check on Kim. My heart sank at the sight of an empty bed. She was already gone! I pulled back the duvet to double-check, like a drowning man clutching at straws. There, to my pleasant surprise, lay the sheer white nightie she'd worn the night before, along with her see-through cum soaked panties and a little note, written with her lipstick. It read: 'Dear Uncle Will, thanks for a lovely time with you. I'm off to school now. See you again next week! Love, Kim xxx' ****** ** ( To Be Continued ) ... Sweet Teen Ballbuster Ch. 04 I stared at Kim's flimsy nightwear for what seemed like an eternity, almost transfixed at the sight of it. After a while, I found myself slowly collapsing to my knees, drawn to her underwear like a moth to a flame. I buried my face in her nightdress, drowning in its warm glow and heavenly scent. I dragged myself onto the spare bed she had slept in and held her panties to my nose. The scent from her gusset was overpowering, and soon my fingers were reaching inside my boxer shorts, as my cock stiffened for her, yet again. "Oh, Kimmie!" I sighed, as I gave into the inevitable... My cock was as hard as steel again in no time, as I rubbed her silk nightie all over my chest and belly, while my other hand worked overtime on my pulsing rod. My senses were blasted into outer space as the sight, sound, smell, touch and taste of her filled my every thought! Given that I'd already came hard for her the night before, I was surprised I had anything left in my tank for her. She was like an aphrodisiac, keeping me somewhere between semi-hard and rock-hard these last few weeks. I thought about her deeply, while I jerked off... I thought about her in my living-room, in the snooker hall, how she played footsy with me at dinner and how she'd dry-humped me on the sofa before bed last night. All these images of her in her teasing poses flashed through my mind at a trillion miles-per-hour. Her short skirts, her purposely exposed panties, her wiggling, writhing and teasing me for torturous hours and days. God, it was amazing! Just as pulled her nightie up over my face to drown in her fragrance, my balls could take the strain no more and swelled to bursting point. I jerked furiously as I imagined fucking her for real. As she humped up and down on top of me, her pigtails and titties bouncing to the rhythm, I hit the point of no return once again... This time coming for her was painful, as my cock spat my man cream violently all over her nightdress. Endless streams of my essence splattered all over her clothing as I jerked myself for all I was worth. "Yes, yes, yes... Kimmie .... you... fucking ....little .... goddess!" I exclaimed, as I drained my balls of every last drop for her. I sank further into the bed, like a spent man in a brothel. 'That was good!' I said to myself a while later, as I slowly became coherent once more. Getting up from the bed, I grabbed her clothing and walked down the hallway. I stopped at the washroom, but thought better of it and took her cum soaked nightie and see-thru panties back to my own bedroom. I placed them under my pillow for safekeeping. And there they stayed for most of the time, as each passing day was filled with the same routine. Jerking for Kimmie in the morning. Jerking for Kimmie in the afternoon. And jerking for Kimmie at night... I reckoned I had a good few days left to marvel at her underwear, as she wouldn't be showing up again 'til next week. I planned to put it in the washing machine the night before, that way I could still smell and enjoy her fragrance every day. And enjoy it I did… Her underwear was in and out of its hiding place like a yo-yo on a daily basis. I held them, sniffed them and even tried them on! The nightdress was a tight fit, but felt great along with her panties gripping my balls. I paraded around the bedroom, pretending to be her. Then I'd finish off by laying on the bed and jerking like crazy for her, creaming her nightdress again and again and again. Surprisingly, the more the jizz I shot for her, the more my balls seemed to be producing. It felt like I couldn't keep up with clearing the backlog! All thoughts of being a bad Uncle to her for even thinking about her in this way were all but disappearing. This was the new Uncle Will and I was ready to give her what she really wanted the next time she showed up. I was surprised that I had managed to play golf, pay the bills and even get the groceries in at all that week, so distracted had I been. She was on my mind 24/7 and this time I wasn't ashamed. Hell, my stammer had even begun to disappear, as I began to think of myself in a brand new way. Midweek, the phone rang at an unusual time. 9.27pm, to be precise. It was my sister Betty, who just happened to be Kim's Mother. It dawned on me that I hadn't even checked to see if Kim had her Mother's permission to stay overnight. I paled visibly, as the colour drained from my face at the thought of the ear-bashing I was about to get... "Will, it's about Kim"... she started. Fearing the worst, I could only nod at the phone, without actually speaking. "She's at that age, you know... well…fucking… difficult! I hope you don't mind her coming round to visit you, as it seems to be doing her some good. She's smiling a lot more and arguing even less. Is that okay Will? Are you there?" "Sure... sure it's okay Betty," I replied, as my tensed-up body breathed a sigh of relief. Betty went on to explain how this had been a testing time at home, since Kim's Father had absconded with his secretary 9 months ago, leaving her and Kim almost penniless. Betty had moved back to town and taken a part-time job to make up the shortfall. I was actually doing her favour by letting Kim stay overnight, as most weeks she had to do nightshift for 3 days running. What she added next came as even more of a surprise to me. Kim's mother explained that her daughter had been interested in boys for quite some time. In short, she needed a safe outlet. A Father-figure who could also satisfy some of her curiosity and be a steady, guiding hand. In Betty's opinion, I was just the man for the job, simply by keeping Kim company. If she couldn't trust her own brother, then who could she trust? Could Kim stay overnight for two or even three sleepovers a week? I was flabbergasted! "Errr... yes, no problem Betty, you can count on me!" I replied swiftly. "Good, that's all settled then! I'll phone you next week again to see how things are," said Betty, before hanging up. The 'that's all settled then' part stayed in my head and it struck me that Kim had used those very words when she'd announced her overnight stay. Like Mother like daughter, I suppose... As usual, my dominant sister had done most of the talking and me most of the listening. It had always been this way. Ever since she'd caught me rifling through her panty drawer all those years ago... …I was but eighteen years old back then and Betty a year older at nineteen. The heat that summer had been unbelievable and my sister had been home from college for three weeks. She’d changed quite a bit since I’d last seen her. ‘All grown up’ was what you might say. She cussed and swore a lot more. She seemed to have developed a real mean streak about her too, since she’d been living away from home. Her looks could have gotten her away with anything though. Her strawberry blond hair was long, her skirts were short. Her breasts were prominent, you just couldn’t miss them in the skimpy summer dresses she wore that year, mainly without a bra. All of these things I was noticing. Betty was also noticing that I was noticing. She started laying it on a bit, once she realised I was looking at her more than usual. She made sure her skirt rode up when sitting across from me, her legs drifting casually open. She’d hold my gaze for an eternity, until my eyes dropped down to her panties on full display. Then she’d smirk to herself and run off with a giggle… Three weeks on and I could take no more. I had to smell her pussy. I rifled through the laundry basket one day when she was out with her friends. No luck, only socks and t-shirts were in there. I quickly padded up the stairs to her room and went inside. The top drawer was slightly open and her panties were visible in the gap. This was the drawer for me, I thought. In no time I had it open and searched through her amazing collection. White ones, pink ones, black ones, red ones. Some made of cotton, some silk and some seemed to be made of nothing! Not finding any used pairs to sniff, I settled for just touching and feeling them and rubbing them all over my face. They all looked and felt wonderfully exotic, as I closed my eyes and thought of how good they would look when Betty actually wore them…. Just then the bedroom door flew open and Betty stormed in. “That’s the last time I go shopping with that stupid bitch Maggie Jones!” she shouted, as she threw a carrier bag on the bed. Her jaw hung open in disbelief when she noticed me. “Will, what the fuck are you doing with my panties?” she bawled. I froze, as I held two pairs in mid-air. They hadn’t made it back to the drawer on time. “What the fuck Will, are you some kind of pervert, huh?” “N-n-n-no!“ I stammered, as I lowered my head in shame and just stood there red-faced. Her anger seemed to subside, as another smirk formed on her pretty face. “Hmmm, let’s see where we’re going with this Will,” she announced, as she led me to the edge of the bed. She pushed me down roughly and I landed on my back, on top of the mattress. Quickly she climbed onto the bed and straddled herself on top of me, her knees either side of me. Her skirt was right above my face, the hem of it tickling my chin. She stared down at me triumphantly. “So this is what you get up to when I’m not around, eh Will? Are you some kind of sissy-boy? Bet you love my panties, huh?” The shame was humiliating, as she milked this one for all it was worth… She lifted her skirt slowly to show me the panties she was wearing that day. Sky blue silk ones with white lacy trims, almost see-through. I’ll never forget them. “Have a good look Will!” she taunted, then slapped my face hard when I did. “You dirty little bastard! Bet you’d love a good sniff as well, wouldn’t you, sissy-boy!” She smirked again and threw her skirt over my head, as her knees widened and she lowered her panty covered crotch down to my nose. I could do nothing but breath her in and she smelled wonderful. Betty must have been getting off on her little power trip, as I noticed her panties were dampening at the front and her scent was getting stronger and stronger. Automatically, my tongue darted out and I licked up and down her panties. She moaned a little, but didn’t stop me. She even pushed herself down a little further. The next thing she did totally shocked me. Her fingers were reaching inside her panties and she pulled them totally to one side, exposing her sopping wet bare pussy to me. I knew what was expected of me. I sucked and licked and tasted my older sister’s naked pussy like a tramp with a plate of broth! She ground her hips round and round and practically fucked my face there and then! Her movements grew faster and faster, until her ass was moving at the speed of a fiddler’s elbow… All of a sudden she stopped and just froze in suspended animation. Then it came… Or rather, she came. Spurt after spurt after spurt of girl cum lashed my face as she ejaculated her load all over me. God, it felt great! It took me years to figure out that not all women came in this way, it was an exception rather than the norm… She rubbed her soaking wet pussy all over my face as she finished off and then rose up silently. She adjusted her panties and skirt again and walked out of the room, without saying a word. Nothing was said about the incident over the next few days, though Betty started leaving her used panties all over the house for me to discover. For my part, I just did what came natural and took them to my room. I’d sniff them for hours on end, almost jerking myself into a stupor! And so that endless heavenly summer wore on, until it was almost time for Betty to go back to college. Just about a week before then, she came to my room. “Will, it’s time for your sissy training to start for real!” she announced. With that, she was unbuttoning my jeans and hoisting them down, along with my boxer shorts. She pulled a pair of panties out of her pocket. The blue silk see-through ones she’d worn that first day. “Put them on Will!” she commanded. I hesitated, as part of me wanted to wear them, the other part curious as to what she was really up to. “Get ‘em on Will, or I’ll tell Mom what you’ve been up to all summer. You’ve been stealing my panties, haven’t you? At least that’s what I’ll tell her. Who d’ya think she’ll believe, huh? What the hell would she think of you then?” I surrendered immediately and started pulling the panties up my legs. I adjusted them over my cock and balls and made sure they fitted snugly around my ass. I have to admit, they felt amazing. So soft and thin and nice against my bare skin. My cock started to stiffen quickly and Betty held her hand to her mouth to suppress a giggle. She wasn’t finished with me yet though. Next she pulled out a white petticoat from her pockets and made me wear that too. Black hold-up stockings soon followed and boy did I feel feminised! “You look great sissy-boy!” said Betty and pushed my onto the bed once more. “I bet you love feeling like a girl!” she announced, as she ran her tongue down my bare belly and over my petticoat. She lifted it up and stared with her eyes wide-open at my raging cock, confined in the restraints of her panties. It must have looked inviting to her, all of my rock-hard rigid man-meat about ready to burst through the super thin blue see-thro material with white frilly lace edging. My cock was leaking pre-cum, I could feel it slowly trickling down the hardened shaft. My foreskin had pulled itself back, buckling under the strain of the biggest swollen purple bell-end I’d ever had the pleasure of announcing. “Looks like you’re my fucking panty slave now Will!” exclaimed Betty. She freed my cock from the confines of her knickers with her fingers and started to jerk me off slowly. I even moaned like a girl as she lowered her mouth over my cock and sucked me harder than hell, tickling my balls with her free hand all the while… My hips reacted mechanically, as I fucked her mouth while she sucked and sucked on me, like a lollipop. It was quite a sight, my sister’s cherry-red gloss painted lips sliding up and down my boner. Soon my back arched involuntarily, as my balls swelled up, ready for launch time. Betty withdrew her mouth and jerked me furiously. “That’s it, let it go Will, cum like a girl!” she demanded. “Oh…oh…oh… f-f-f-fuck!” I groaned. Cum I did, as I rocket-blasted my jism high into the air, a good load of it landing on Betty’s face and more of it running down her hands and wrists, as she kept milking me for everything I had. As I lay there afterwards like a spent dime, she got some tissues and cleaned herself up. “You can keep the outfit Will!” she said, smirking like a cat that got the cream as she left the room. And so the last week of Betty’s summer vacation drew to an end, as the days flew by too fast… I remember waving goodbye to her from the porch, as a taxi took her to the station and she was gone. I climbed the stairs, way too depressed to do anything but go to my room. Imagine my surprise when I pulled back my bed covers to discover a tidy pile of panties, petticoats, stockings plus a note from my sister… “Enjoy the rest of your holidays Sissy-Boy!” it read, “Try not to let Mom catch you in this stuff. Our little secret ;-) Betty xxx” As my college went back one week after hers, I spent all of it dressing up in her pretty underwear and jerking off like a madman. I loved the soft pretty colours and the feeling of all the silk and nylon clinging to my skin, the way her petticoats swayed when I walked around the bedroom, the way the stockings stretched out with each movement of my legs. I’d slap myself now and then the way Betty had slapped me to add to the excitement, it always spurred me on to cum even harder. I got lost in girl-land that whole week, each dressing-up adventure took it to further extremes. I even stole my Mom’s make-up and put on lipstick and liner. That nearly blew my mind, as I gazed in the mirror making girly shapes and poses, feeling all the more that I was getting right to the core of what it meant to be a woman. Suffice to say, I came like a Japanese bullet-train afterwards. My mind wrestled all that week with the fact that I’d crossed a line. There was a name for men like me. Transvestites. That word became less horrific and more enticing as time went by. As I slowly came to terms with it, I thought ‘what the hell?’ If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em… I thought about how Betty would have put it. “Sissified by my fucking sister!” I also began to notice that the more I dressed up, the less extreme the stammer I‘d spoken with since infancy became. I felt good in every way, like I’d broken the chains of some invisible bondage and was free to think, dream and fantasise, in any way I liked. That fleeting feeling of euphoria soon came crashing down though, in a very short space of time… Me and Betty never got together again in that way. By the next summer she was married to a marine and living far a-field, and all too soon I found myself back at school. The weeks and months that passed by rolled into years, as memories of what happened between us started to get hazy… Until, that is, they were re-awakened by her daughter Kim! As I lay in bed alone that night, I recalled every fine detail of the past and it struck me that Kim was a lot more like her Mother than I‘d first realised. Her hair was slightly less reddish and more blond, but those piercing blue eyes were exactly the same. Almost a week had passed now since her last visit and I couldn’t wait to spend some time with my favourite niece. I had a final last jerk into her panties and fell asleep… Next morning I was up and about at 8 o’clock as usual. By nine I was sipping coffee and munching toast, while scanning the newspaper. Just then, the doorbell rang. ‘Must be the mailman with a parcel to sign for’ I thought, as I wandered down the hall. I opened the door and much to my surprise, there stood Kim with one of her schoolgirl friends! “Hi Uncle Will!” they both said at the same time. “Hi girls,” I managed to reply, remembering all the while that Kim’s underwear hadn’t made the wash yet and was still under my pillow and covered in cum stains! I wondered what the hell I was going to do, as I ushered them both in through the doorway. I followed behind them down the hall, as my mind worked overtime… Kim was wearing a pink tartan pleated skirt that barely covered her ass, sky-blue panties on display. Her friend was like a mirror image of her, in a blue tartan mini with pink panties on display. She had brown hair to compliment Kim’s blond strands. Both girls had their hair up in bunches, which bounced up and down along with their short skirts as they wiggled those cute asses all the way down my hallway. I wanted to slap myself again, to check if I was dreaming… ( To Be Continued )