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Visiting Niece Ch. 01

By: BossySon21



Barbara Sheldon pulled her car up into the driveway of their comfortable suburban home, mildly annoyed because of the crossed-up airline schedules that had led to her having to cancel the last stage of what had otherwise been a fairly successful business trip. Barbara had been out of town for over a week, and if all had gone according to plan, she would not have been back for another four or five days, but first one of her fellow travellers had been forced off his plane because over overbooking, which had screwed up one stop, and then weather difficulties had led to her being stranded in Des Moines for a day or two. That threw off the overall schedule sufficiently that her bosses decided she might as well come on home early, since the meetings were unlikely to go off on schedule anyway.

She had tried to call ahead so that her husband would be expecting her, but the same storms that had stopped the planes had knocked down enough cell towers and land lines to make calling ahead impractical. After wasting nearly an hour trying, Barbara had finally given up, figuring that she'd just surprise Kevin by being home that evening when he got back from his regular round of Friday sales calls. 

So it was that the 38 year old administrator was now driving home from the airport, her business trip terminated nearly a week early.

It could have been worse, of course, Barbara mused. It was a beautiful September day, after all, and since there was no need for her to go in to the office until Monday, at least she was free to enjoy the lovely weather.

Arriving at home, Barbara saw to her surprise that her husband Kevin's car was parked in the driveway, which was a bit unusual at this time of a Friday. He usually was out on sales calls until at least six or seven on Friday, as he tried to squeeze in a last few meetings. He was one of the best salesmen in his company, but his job required a large investment of time and effort.

The other car was no surprise, because Barbara already knew her niece was there, she was staying with her Aunt and Uncle for the fall semester of college.

Anyone watching as Barbara got out of her car and walked into the house would have seena a very attractive woman, 5'10" with long light-red hair and a fair-to-decent figure for her age, dressed in a respectable office-appropriate outfit of knee-length brown skirt, white blouse, tan hose and modest high-heel pumps. She wore her long red hair in a neat 'do' around her shoulders, and stood up straight with the confidence of a Harvard MBA grad and successful businesswoman.

As she went in the back door and crossed the kitchen, Barbara heard voices coming from the living room. One voice was that of her husband Kevin, which did not surprise her since she already knew he was home. The other voice was that of her niece Amber, her older sister's daughter. Their presence was no surprise, but they sounded...odd.

Barbara could not quite make out what they were saying, but Amber sounded...angry? Stern? Barbara wasn't quite sure, and Kevin sounded oddly meek, quite unlike his usual assertive self. Barbara, moved by a sudden sense of caution she could not explain to herself, crept quietly to the edge of the doorway to the living room and peeked around, and almost let out a gasp at what she saw.

There, just as the voices had sounded like, was her husband of 17 years and their 18 year old niece Amber, but the situation was anything buy normal! Her husband Kevin was stark naked, as naked as the day he was born, and he lay on the living room floor, face down, his hands tied snugly behind the small of his back, his ankles likewise tied together and folded above him, secured to his wrists by a short few inches of additional rope.

Sitting in the recliner above her naked, hogtied husband was her niece Amber, who was dressed fairly normally in snug blue jeans, a halter-shirt that left her flat stomach bare, and with her long blonde hair flowing free. She was barefoot, and resting her feet on the floor in front of Kevin, who was submissively licking his niece's bare feet and toes!

As Barbara took in this incredible, disturbing scene, eyes wide and mouth hanging open in shock, she began to see more details as her stunned brain processed the first images and found space for more. Her husband's bare bottom was blazing pink and covered in bright red lines running back and forth across both buns, and after a moment Barbara saw that her niece was holding a little whip-like item in her right hand, and sitting on the end table next to the chair was a ping-pong paddle!

"You're pathetic!" Amber said to the hogtied man at her feet. "A grown man, 40 years old, licking a college girl's feet like a dog! What kind of man does something like that?! I'll tell you what kind of man does something like that: a complete pussy-whipped sissy, a worthless piece of crap! That's what you are, and you know it, don't you?!"

Amber's words were harsh, and her tone of voice was as well...almost. But Barbara saw a grin fighting to appear on the beautiful face of her young niece, and there was a hint of humor in the stern voice. She was clearly enjoying this!

"Yes, Mistress Amber! I'm pathetic! I don't deserve to be allowed to kiss your toes!"

Kevin stopped worshipping his niece's feet long enough to say that, and Barbara gasped, because he sounded like he meant it. His voice was adoring, and he looked up at the eighteen-year-old blonde with a look in his eyes that was heart-breakingly sincere.

"Oh shut up, you pervert," Amber ordered, suddenly standing up and walking around the helpless older man. Barbara stepped back, not wanting to be seen watching from the door, but Amber had apparently not noticed her presence as she walked around Kevin, looking down at the helpless man.

"Roll over, Uncle Kevin," the girls suddenly said, her voice mock-sweet. "Get on your side so I can see your pathetic little dick!"

Kevin rolled over onto his side with some effort, and his cock, hard as a rock, sprang out from where it had been trapped between his stomach and the carpeted floor! It wasn't really all that small, it was actually fairly large and stiff, but Amber appeared unimpressed.

"I'll bet you'd like to cum, wouldn't you, Uncle Kevin?" Amber asked with that mock-sweet voice again. "Your little niece has been torturing you and teasing you all day, and I'll just bet you'd love to be able to have some relief, wouldn't you?"

"Yes, Mistress," Kevin gasped, as Amber began to play with his stiff cock with her bare right foot. Kevin began to gasp for breath as he struggled to contain himself against the teasing motions of the teenager's pedicured toes.

"I'll bet you're so weak, so desperate for this little thing to cum, that if I keep this up you'll spew all over my foot, won't you? Well, if you do, guess who's going to lick it off?"

"I'll do anything you want, Mistress! Please, just let me do it!"

Amber was still running her bare foot up and down Kevin's hard member, but then, just as it was clear that the older man was ready to lose it, she suddenly stepped back, giggling at his helpless frustration!

Barbara kept telling herself that she should make her presence known, stop this sick, insane scenario that was unfolding before her eyes, but somehow her feet seemed rooted in place, and she couldn't tear her eyes away from the spectacle of her niece so utterly dominating her husband!

Amber had slipped her hands under her top, and was sllllooooollly sliding it up over her head and off, leaving her bare from the waist up, save for a white lacy bra that only half-concealed her C-cups boobs. Tied and helpless on his side, Kevin moaned at what he was seeing.

"Please, Mistress," he begged, "please!"

"Please what, slave?" Amber asked him softly.

"Please let me cum?!!"

"Maybe, Uncle Kevin, maybe...if I feel like it! But right now I think I feel like teasing you some more! Won't that be fun?!"

Now the blonde girl was unsnapping her blue jeans, and with torturous slowness she was sliding the tight denim down, revealing a pair of long, tanned legs. Kevin practically had tears in his eyes as he watched his niece strip, and Barbara, to her horrified shock, realized that the sight of her underwear-clad niece was making her own pussy start to water!

The fact that she was responding to a female that way was no shock to Barbara, who had known she was attracted to both sexes since her college days, but this was AMBER! Her own older sister's youngest child, and here she was getting turned on by watching Amber strip!

Now Amber was clad only in a white lace bra and white panties, both of which stood out bolding against her dark-tanned skin. Her figure was nearly perfect, her skin had the glorious perfection of youth. At 5'7", she was neither petite nor tall, and her figure was in perfect proportion to her height.

Barbara fought the urge to run a hand into her skirt, her crotch was soaked and she was breathing hard! She wasn't sure which had her more turned on, the sight of her niece's barely-clad body or the sight of her dominating her husband, both were driving the startled older woman mad!

Now, to Barbara's mixed horror and excited delight, Amber was still undressing! Her bra came off, allowing her firm, large tits to hang free, though to Barbara's frustration she couldn't see much because her niece had her back toward the kitchen door. Now those white panties sssssllllooooowwwwlllly came down, revealing two perfect white asscheeks, pale and clear against the tanned skin of her back and legs. As she stepped out of the them, Amber grinned down at her helpless uncle, letting him feast his eyes of her nude form.

Barbara thought 'nude' because while both her husband and her niece was undressed, it was only her husband who seemed helpless, subordinated, he was naked, the teenager was nude. There was no question but that being dressed in her skin increased Amber's power, while being bare weakened Kevin.

Amber knelt beside Kevin, looking at him with a mixture of excitement and sympathy, and asked, "Poor Uncle! I'm really driving you insane, aren't I? Your bad little niece just loves to torment you! I'll bet you're ready to let go, aren't you?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Kevin said in a voice not much above a desperate whisper, low enough that his wife could barely make it out.

"Well, I think maybe you've earned it, Uncle! But you have to do it my way! I'm a bossy little niece, I like to make people do things my way!"

Before Barbara's amazed eyes, Amber untied her uncle's wrists and ankles, and ordered him to roll over onto his back, which he obediently did. It was clear that tied up or not, Kevin was firmly under her niece's control.

The stiff cock was now pointing straight up, and Barbara idly wished she was about to lower herself onto it. But Amber had something else in mind for it, as she took her uncle by the legs and lifted him up. She was a slender girl, but she worked out and had a gymnast's strength, she had little trouble lifting her uncle's legs so that his hard cock was pointing at his own face!

Barbara gasped as she realized what Amber had in mind, and she felt as if her own legs would give out! She leaned on the door, watching intently.

"Uncle Kevin," Amber asked sweetly, "are you ready to cum?"

"Yes, Mistress!"

"Even if it means you spurt in your own pathetic face?"

"Yes, Mistress! Please, I can't stand it!"

"OK!"

Amber began to jerk her uncle's cock, aiming it directly at his face, and it a matter of moments he came, spraying his cum directly onto his own face in a several spurts. Barbara felt her world swimming, she knew she wasn't too far from an orgasm herself as she watched her kneeling, naked niece jerk her husband off in his own face!

When Kevin's moans of excitement and relief faded, he blushed scarlet, his face covered in globs of his own semen, Amber laughing at him with a laugh that sounded both derisive and affectionate at once.

"Thank you, Mistress," the older man gasped. "Thank you!"

Amber giggled. "You'd better crawl up to the bedroom, Slave, and get a bath! You've got just enough time to fix my supper after you get cleaned up. I think I'll go fix myself a snack to tide me over while you get cleaned up."

Amber had pulled on her bra and panties again, and Kevin was, just as she had ordered, crawling on his hands and knees toward the hallway. Realizing belatedly that her niece was heading for the kitchen, Barbara ducked back just in time, and ran out of the kitchen before she could be discovered.

TO BE CONTINUED... 

Visiting Niece Ch. 01



I would like to thank YoruKitty for helping me with spelling, grammar and some editing.




My older sister Maria finally hung up the phone, hopefully she was feeling better now after our long talk. She had asked if I would mind helping her out by taking my niece Becky to stay with me for a few months. It sounded like Becky had been getting into some sort of trouble lately, but she didn't go into details. In addition to that Maria had a large project to deal with at work which would require lots of traveling for the next few months.

She said that although Becky was 19 now, and restarting college in the fall, she didn't trust her alone by herself for that long. I agreed without hesitation. My sister Maria and I had always been close and I would do anything for her. I lived on the west coast and had moved out from St. Louis right after finishing university. That had been six years ago and I had lucked out with landing a great sales job at a small software company that had been very successful and when we were bought up by a larger company it was like all of us won the lottery My stock options had not made me a multimillionaire, but I was more than financially comfortable for a 30 year old computer nerd. I still had to work for a living though, but I now had a lot more freedom.

I had seen my sister about 2 years ago when we hooked up at a family wedding for one of our cousins. I'd been home a few times for holidays, but after mom passed away, I didn't like to go home often. Dad had left when I was little so I didn't have any memory of him at all. Maria did though, but she didn't talk about him much when we were young and eventually I just stopped asking. 

I left home, and my mom and my sister for college I was 19 years old. I had seen them during breaks of course but when I finished I was offered a job on the west coast and took it. When we did go to that wedding 2 years ago Maria and I planned to take extra time so we could have a bit of a vacation. Becky was there and was the spitting image of her mother except about 4 inches taller. The vacation was pretty tame but all three of us had a great time. Maria had done a great job raising my niece who had become a beautiful young lady.

Maria and I talked on the phone a few more times making arrangements for Becky to move in with me for the summer. She was still kind of vague about why she didn't trust her 19 year old daughter to stay at home on her own, but I did get the feeling there was some relationship problem involved. They packed up a couple of boxes with Becky's stuff and shipped them out before she got on the airplane. 

I was waiting for her at the airport when someone tapped me on the shoulder. I must have missed her when she walked by, but I certainly did know how I could have. "Uncle Pete, don't you recognize me?" Becky said as she lifted the designer sun glasses off her face and gave me a big smile. She looked like a goddess, all dressed up in designer looking clothes and her makeup looked like she belonged on the cover of a fashion magazine. She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips and then gave me a big hug. Although she had a spring coat on, Seattle can still be chilly this time of year, I could feel her breasts pressed against my chest. I was in shock at how much she had changed in the two years since I had seen her. 

I was sure people were staring at us, like I was some old pervert kissing a young girl. I came to my senses after she broke away from me and smiled at her, "Becky, you've grown up so much since the last time I saw you, you're really a women now, not a little girl." It occurred to me at that moment that I wasn't even 12 years older than my niece, and she could have easily pass for 25 given the way she looked. So maybe I didn't look like an old pervert after all.

We went and picked up her luggage, three full bags, and headed out to my home. It was about a 60 minute drive from the airport, and after we chatted and caught up for awhile, we both fell silent as we watched the scenery fly by. I thought about being a 30 year old bachelor living with this perfect looking women for several months. 

I had not been in a relationship for a few months, but had never found anyone that I would care to spend the rest of my life with. For a few years after hitting it big with the software company I became a bit of a player, dating lots and hanging at clubs and such. It became old after a bit and I settled down again, dating occasionally and getting back into working for a living. 

Becky was going to be a problem though, if I didn't keep a lid on my libido. She was wearing a pretty short skirt under her rain coat which I didn't notice until she slid into my car and the coat opened. As we drove my eyes kept wandering to her exposed knee and thigh. It truly is amazing how a little mystery and imagination can drive a guy wild when looking at a beautiful women. I had to keep reminding myself that she was my niece, and not a date.

We arrived home just as it stopped raining. We got the luggage into the house and plopped the bags down in the foyer. "Let's take off our coats and shoes here" I suggested with my back still to her," so we don't get the carpets wet." I shrugged my own jacket off and turned just as Becky handed her's to me. I grabbed it from her and turned and hung them on the hooks by the door, and slipped my shoes off. At the same time I turned back Becky put her hand on my shoulder as she bent down to pull her shoes off. I just about fainted. She had on a white blouse, nothing too fancy, but it fit like a glove, and I was looking right down the open cleavage because the top few buttons on the blouse were undone. 

She struggled for a moment with the first shoe, then switched legs for the other without letting go of me. I continued to look down her blouse at the white milky skin of her tits, pushed up by a light blue lace bra that I could see the edges of. As she finished and started to straighten up, she looked up and smiled knowingly. I had been caught by my niece ogling her tits. I felt my face burn with embarrassment as I coughed and picked up two of the bags and told her to follow me.

I had three bedrooms in the house, the master where I would stay, the one which would be Becky's, and a third which was in a different wing of the house. I had decided to put Becky in here because it had a very large closet and two chests of drawers, both large, plus a built in vanity and a love seat by the window. It also had an adjoining private bath which I thought she would prefer. 

The boxes they had shipped earlier had arrived so Becky had a lot of unpacking to do. After I put down the bags I turned to her with all the resolve in the world not to stare at her tits. I succeeded only because the rest of her demanded a full scan. For the first time I saw exactly how short the skirt she had on was. Like her blouse you could tell it was expensive but not really very fancy, and it looked exquisite on her. Her legs were bare, and as smooth looking as anyone could imagine. Her naturally blond hair was piled on top of her head, leaving her long beautiful neck exposed. I looked her right in the eye after my quick scan, happy that I hadn't even glanced at her tits, although I felt like I wanted to. I could see them in my peripheral vision though and they seemed extraordinarily huge, but maybe that was my imagination. 

"This is great Uncle Pete," she said enthusiastically, "I couldn't keep all my stuff in my room back home so I had to keep half in your old room." She twirled around with her arms fully extended, which gave me a chance to check out her tits. They appeared even bigger than her mothers ever were which was saying a lot.

"I can't wait until I get everything unpacked. Plus my very own bathroom which I don't have to go down a hall to use. This is great uncle Pete, I'm going to love staying here, you're the best!" And with that she threw her arms around me again and gave me another hug and a big smack on the cheek. "It feels so good to be here, and to be with you again Uncle Pete, I feel really happy right now." She let me go and proceeded into the closet and bathroom for a closer inspection. 

She came back into the room clearly excited. "Could you please move the boxes over by the closet for me, most of that stuff will end up in there. I really want to get everything settled right away."

"Okay, but aren't you tired from your trip Rebecca?" I said, "You don't have to do it all at once you know, there's no hurry."

"I would just like to get it done, then we can relax. If I get too tired I will stop, but I do need to get some things out you know. By the way do we have to change the bed sheets or anything like that?" she asked.

"No, I have a service that comes in and they take care of a lot of the chores I never got good at doing. They changed the sheets yesterday." I explained.

"Well you won't be needing them while I am here, I will be taking care of all your domestic needs for the next while." She sounded just like her mother with the authority voice she was using.

"Okay, I will leave you to it then. I have dinner planned for 6:30 tonight, I thought we would eat a bit earlier than I normally do because of your time change. I will call you about 30 minutes before it's ready. Is there anything else you need?" I asked.

"No, I'm good. I will ask if anything comes up." and with that she turned and hefted one of the suitcases onto the loveseat and started to open the zipper. As I left the room I glanced back and looked at her long legs as she bent over the suitcase and marveled at the perfectly round ass wrapped up in the tight mini skirt.

I got dinner ready and called her at 6:15 telling her she had 30 minutes to go. She called back okay and I went back to putting the meal on. She must of had time to shower because she came out looking entirely different than before. Her hair was still a bit damp and hung straight down to just past her shoulders. Her makeup was done differently also, just a bit darker tone and the eye makeup was heavier than before. She had on a sleeveless light blue knit dress that I could see the outline of her underwear through, even though it matched. 

I probably looked stupid standing there with a pot in my hand staring but I couldn't help it. "I didn't know how much you wanted me to dress up for dinner, but I figured it wasn't going to be too formal. I hope this is okay?" she said.

"It's about as fancy as it ever gets around here," I joked back, "you look lovely Rebecca." I replied having pried my eyes off her beautiful body. I puttered in the kitchen while she poured the wine I had opened earlier in the eating area. I couldn't help glancing at her as she walked around the table. When she turned to walk down to the other side I could tell that she had thong style panties on, that's how easy it was to see through the knitted dress. 

She did something odd through. Instead of pouring the wine she moved the place setting to the side of the table, so we would be sitting at 90 degrees instead of across from each other. She glanced my way and smiled and said she didn't like talking across a table when there was just two. Made sense to me so I didn't think anything of it. 

We ate our dinner chatting about her mother mostly, and each having a couple of glasses of wine. With Becky sitting right beside me I was getting great looks down her cleavage, and after we finished eating she would occasionally reach over and put her hand on my thigh, like when she wanted to make a point during the conversation. A little more touching than I would normally expect, but after the wine and all it didn't seem like a big deal. 

When I asked her about college she hesitated and told me she didn't know what she was going to do yet. I knew she had good marks at graduation from high school and her first year, so she should be able to handle the work. I didn't want to pry but Rebecca had been an important part of my life before I moved away and I was getting the feeling this is one of the reasons her mom was hesitant to leave her on her own. I decided to get it out in the open. 

"Listen Rebecca, I don't want to cross any boundaries here but what's the deal. Two years ago you were excited about college and now you don't sound interested at all. Is this the reason why your mom didn't want you on your own?"

"You're not prying Uncle Pete," she replied. "Mom just wanted me to take some time to think about what I wanted to do. You see I got an offer from a modeling agency a few months ago after I did some photo shoots with them. I made a lot of money just for looking the way I do. I made almost $20,000 working across four weekends, and I still have most of it in the bank except for what I spent on clothes, plus they let us keep everything we modeled, whether the photos were used or not. 

"The agency said I didn't have to decide right away, like no pressure at all, but mom was afraid that they would keep pursuing me if I didn't get away. I understand that she wants me to stay in college because she never had the chance, but the guy at the agency told me my looks would fade quicker than they would wait. They said I had 90 days to decide, that was last week. Mom didn't like the kind of modeling I was doing either, but I don't know what she expected, it's not like I'm one of those skinny fashion models you see on the runways all the time." Indeed she wasn't skinny.

"So what was it about the modeling your mom didn't like?" I asked.

"Oh it was no big deal, it's not like I was naked or anything like that. I was modeling bikinis and lingerie, that's all. The agency specializes in it and the gig was for an on-line lingerie store. They took like 1000 photos but only a handful made it to the web site, there's lots of other models too. Mom was pissed that I didn't tell her what it was for until after the catalog was posted. I was 18 though, so signing the contract was legal. 

Anyway, the lady that runs the agency said she had sent my portfolio to some friends in bigger agencies and several were interested, including Victoria's Secret. I still don't know what the big deal is. Listen Uncle Pete, after we clear the dishes we can go look them up and you can judge for yourself." She stood up and picked up the dirty dishes and marched into the kitchen. I followed with the empty wine glasses wondering what I was getting into.

She just took over really. I don't think I could have stopped her even if I wanted to. After she got the dinner dishes squared away and I refilled the wine, she pulled be down the hall to my den, where my home entertainment and computer stuff was set up. Remember when I said I was a bit of a nerd earlier, well it certainly showed with my technology. I had the latest and greatest of everything, including super hi resolution monitors for the computer and a big screen television. Anyway, she sat down at my keyboard and moved the mouse, bringing everything to life. 

She typed in the URL and brought us to an on-line retail site specializing in lingerie. On their home page was a full body shot of an middle-aged women, who was very voluptuous, and tall. The company specialized in all body types and sizes, including customizations when required. That was the essence of the banner at the top of the page. The first photo had disappeared and another faded in, this time it was Rebecca. She was standing there with her weight on one leg, in a pair of blue high heeled slippers. She was wearing a blue camisole type of garment, all one piece, with built in cups for her boobs. She looked stunning, but before I could get a better look the picture faded out and was replaced by some other model, not nearly as gorgeous as my niece.

"See, that wasn't so bad was it." she stated. She moved the mouse to a tab that said Bras. She clicked and the new page had a number of bras down the left side of the page, without models. Each had a brief description, sizes available, and when you clicked on the bra, it brought you to a page that showed several models of different sizes and body types modeling the selection. I kind of liked the idea that they seemed to treat everyone the same, regardless what their bodies may be like. 

One of the models was Rebecca, and she clicked on herself which opened an image box where you could look at the selection from many angles. So the bra she was modeling was rose colored, with firm cups and white lace trimming the tops. The shoulder straps were wide, and the back had three hooks. The photos were good quality and not porn. She went through the three different angles and stopped on the full on front view. Even in the picture I could imagine her tit flesh jiggling like I had seen earlier in the day. "Can you see anything wrong with that?" she asked.

"Well, I don't see anything wrong with it, but I think I understand your mothers point." I don't know if she heard me or not. She had clicked to another tab, this one for corsets, and picked out her photo. This was not nearly as tame as the bra set. This looked more like something you would see in an adult movie, and Rebecca played the part very well. 

It was black, and shiny, like vinyl. It tied at the front and the back and was laced very tightly. Her tits were being squeezed out the top so much it was a wonder her nipples didn't pop out. At the same time her waist was cinched tighter than I would have thought possible. The matching panty was cut very high with just enough to hide her pussy from view. She clicked the back view and not surprisingly the back was a thong that disappeared in her butt crack. I couldn't help myself, looking at the picture and then looking at my niece. I could feel my cock stiffening up, even though I told myself it was just a picture of my niece. 

"This is the one she has her panties in a knot about. I can see her point a bit, but it's not like I'm naked you know. It wasn't easy either, it took them over an hour to tie me up in it and although it was bearable, it sure wasn't really comfortable. Here's another, tell me what you think about it." She quickly went to another page and brought up a picture of her in a long white negligee. It was stunning and very tasteful. She went through all the pictures for it, and then some more, as the set had a robe which when removed, exposed a baby doll nighty underneath, of the same material. 

"Mom hasn't seen this one yet, I skipped by it," she told me in a lowered voice, "she would go nuts". When she opened the pop up for for the baby doll portion I saw why she said that. You could clearly see her full breasts and nipples under the garment, although not perfectly. My cock was getting harder. "These shots took forever because the studio was kind of chilly and my nipples were always getting hard. They said they try to avoid that for these type of catalog sites. Hey I've got an idea, you wait here I will be right back." She jumped up and bounded out of the room.

I sat there not really knowing what to do. I was temped to click around the site looking for more sexy pictures of my niece but didn't want to get caught. I had my hands on my lap though and I could feel my cock swelling through the material. A few minutes ago I was trying to make my hard-on go away, now I was rubbing it through my pants. I pulled the belt out a bit and stuck my hand in to adjust it to be more comfortable. My cock is over eight inches long when hard, and pretty thick too. I usually let my meat hang down my pant leg, but it was turned a bit so I just straightened it up so it pointed to my belly. Just then Rebecca re-entered the room with the same baby doll nighty she had just showed me on line, with matching high heeled slippers. She was clearly excited.

"See Peter, this isn't pornographic is it? She spun around and I could see the matching white thong she had on. She stopped and gave me a good long look at it from the front. "It's like my own mother is ashamed of my body. I've always loved my body and I don't see anything wrong with showing it off to others. Especially others that I love." 




Visiting Niece Ch. 01



She had moved her hands up and cupped her breasts from underneath. She brought them forward to her nipples which she squeezed making them grow hard. "See, this is how it looked for the photos that didn't make it into the web site. I like it when my nipples get hard, it feels so good. What do you think Uncle Pete?" 

I didn't know what to say, I thought I wanted to jump up and grab my niece and fuck her right then and there, but of course I didn't say that. "I think you're very beautiful but maybe this is not so appropriate for an uncle and niece." Wow, I even impressed myself actually saying the right thing.

Rebecca acted like she didn't even hear my comment. She just stood there and said, "Here, I will give you a few poses, you can tell me which one you like the best." She turned sideways to me, and arched her back as far as she could while pushing her ass back, she then brought her arms up over her head and arched them back also. You can imagine the effect this has on her young firm tits as they where pushed out in front of her giving me a perfect profile. She held that for about 30 seconds as she turned and looked at me smiling. "That's one" she said.

Next, facing the same way, she bent over at the hips, keeping her legs perfectly straight, but still arching her back so her head was higher than her ass. The material of the baby doll draped down of course masking the shape of her body, however her tits were still prominent. She sensed this and brought her hands up under her tits which pulled the material tight against the hanging flesh. I could see one of her breasts perfectly, including the hard nipple and the dark circles of her aureoles. "That's number two" she piped as she stood and turned away from me. 

This time she stood with her feet apart, maybe 15 inches or so. She turned her head smiling at me, looking over her left shoulder. She brought her left hand down and placed it on her ass cheek and pulled the material up far enough to expose one cheek of her ass in it's entirety. I could now see the thin piece of thong material as it went along the crack. You could see a slight darkening of the skin around her butt hole where that white material passed over it to quickly disappear between her spread thighs. "And that's number three. Which is your favorite Uncle Pete? I know they're a bit hotter than the ones on-line but it's not like anyone but you will ever see them." 

She had turned to face me full on. Her feet were still apart, which looked really hot in the high heeled slippers she was wearing and her hands where on her hips, which pulled the negligee material up even more, enough so I could get a good look at the bottom of her pussy mound, covered by a thin piece of white silk. "Okay, now you have to judge Uncle, which pose was the best?"

I sat there not knowing what to say, or what would be remotely appropriate. My cock was hurting it was so fucking hard, and if my belt wasn't in the way I'm sure it would be peeking out the top of my pants.

"They were all great," I finally said, "but I'm still not sure if this is very appropriate" My male instinct was to grab her and fuck her hard, but my uncle instinct was still in play, surprisingly.

"Don't be silly Uncle Pete, I don't think this in inappropriate at all, it's not like we are strangers after all". She replied as if modeling sexy lingerie for you uncle was perfectly normal. "I think this wine has started to go to my head anyway, maybe I should go and get some sleep". She turned to leave and then remembered and came back and bent over me to give me a kiss goodnight. I couldn't help but look down the front of the negligee and gaze at her well formed tits capped by those hard dark brown aureola and nipples.

I felt her lips on my cheek as she said goodnight. She stood and strolled out of the room, her ass moving back and forth in a most inviting manner. I heard the door to her room close and after a few minutes of noises in the bathroom and such, there was finally silence. My head was spinning and my cock was aching. I got up and closed the door to my den and went back to my computer while I loosened my belt and pulled my zipper down. As I sat I reached in and pulled my hard cock out through the opening in my boxers and gave it a much needed squeeze.

It felt so good to feel my hard cock in my hand as I jacked it slowly trying to decide if my niece was just too innocent for her own good, or just being a cock tease. At the moment it didn't really matter though. I reached over and started moving the mouse around and clicking through all the pictures of my niece plus some of the other models. Although I left the monitor showing one of her full on bra shots, my mind kept falling back to her cupping her tits and stimulating her nipples to hardness right in front of my eyes. It really didn't take long for me to blow a powerful load of come all over my desk and shirt and hand. Finally relief from the tension that had been building from the moment I had first seen her at the airport. 

I sat back in my office chair and replayed the events of the day. I had never expected that within 18 hours of waking up I would be sitting here with the mixed emotions of feeling guilty about just jacking off to images of my niece while thinking about what the next three months would bring and if I would get to fulfill the undeniable urge to fuck her brains out. I couldn't help but think that her plan was to seduce me all along even though I was older and her uncle. However, by the time I cleaned up my mess and headed off to bed, I had pretty much convinced myself that my niece's actions were the direct result of the wine I had served her.

I tossed and turned all night wondering what this all meant and what would happen next. Every time I thought about my niece dressed the way she was in the negligee my cock would get stiff and I would rub it of course. This would make me feel guilty at the same time because of the moral conflict I found myself in. I kept thinking about what would happen tomorrow and how I would deal with my niece if she continued her advances. I eventually fell into a restless sleep where my dreams featured my sister telling me how secure she felt because she could trust me to take care of her precious daughter. 

With the dream of my sister reenforcing my guilt I finally woke up, with my cock as hard as it was last night. I got up and hit the shower hoping to wash away my guilt, which it didn't. I wasn't really sure if I was looking forward to the rest of the day, or my nieces visit. It seemed like the classic conflict of a man's sexual drive versus his conscience. I wondered what the day would bring and which would win out, my cock or my brain.



Visiting Niece Ch. 02



If you haven't read Part 1 of this story you should.

To all those that commented on Part 1, thank you for your input. 

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I came out of the restless sleep earlier than I usually woke up, just before 7:00 AM with my hand wrapped around my hard cock. At first I thought it was another of the dreams I had had throughout the night inspired by the guilt and desire I was feeling about the previous evening's encounter with my niece, who had come to stay with me for the summer.

As I lay in bed going over the events of last night I realized that I could smell that distinctive odor of fresh brewed coffee. It made sense that my 19 year old niece Becky would be up earlier that me seeing that she had a 2 hour time shift to deal with. It took me a few minutes to decide that the best approach was to deal with the issues caused by last night's activities was to just bring it up and not avoid the obvious.

I got out of bed sporting my morning wood and after relieving myself and brushing my teeth I jumped into the shower. As I was rubbing soap over my body the images of my niece modeling her sexing see through lingerie for me kept going through my head until I found myself stroking my cock as my sexual arousal built. With an extreme amount of willpower I reluctantly removed my hand from my member and repeatedly told myself that jacking off to the images of your very own niece was morally wrong and that I had to stop thinking about fucking her.

Somehow I managed to finish my shower, dry myself off and get ready for the day without getting hard again. It is very difficult to slip into even the loosest pair of jeans if you're sporting a massive 8 inch long and thick hard-on. I managed though and was able to tuck my semi-hard cock down the inside of my pant leg which allowed me the comfort I was looking for. I left my room determined to discuss this with my niece Becky and setup the necessary boundaries that we would need to employ to make the next three months as comfortable as possible.

That determination lasted all the way down the hallway until I got to the kitchen. As soon as I turned the corner and looked at Becky standing in front of the stove with her back to me all my resolve to deal with the situation faded. It was not her fault, she couldn't help looking sexy and desirable, even when she was wearing a simple pair of blue jeans and a tee shirt. She had a perfect hourglass shaped body which was only enhanced by the tight jeans stretched over he ass, the belt sitting across the widest part. 

The light blue tee shirt hugged her waist perfectly and accentuated her perfectly shaped back. After taking in this simple view I could already feel my cock reacting, and thought that maybe I should have jacked off in the shower after all, which may have helped me control this. That, in addition to my imagination trying to visualize how the tight tee shirt would make her tits look, made my head start spinning again in the conflict of thought between my wanton desire and what many considered the most taboo act imaginable.

Becky had not noticed my arrival as I gazed upon her from across the island counter in the kitchen. I moved in further and made a deliberate noise opening the cupboard door to grab a coffee cup, saying good morning at the same time, all the while keeping an eye on my niece. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder wearing a bright smile and saying good morning.

"I figured eggs and ham were fine because that's what I found, over easy is what I can remember, is that right?" she asked nonchalantly as she turned back to the stove.

"Over easy is fine," I replied as I made my way over to the island counter opposite the stove with my coffee. I continued watching her of course, I don't think I could have removed my eyes from her even if I tried. Suddenly the toaster popped up a couple of slices which she grabbed, buttered, placed on a plate along with the eggs and ham and finally turned towards me. She placed the plate in front of me and asked if there was anything else I wanted. What I wanted was to get my head clear so I could deal with the situation developing between me and my niece. Instead I felt my cock twitch as she went and poured herself some coffee,

I decided that eating may help clear my head so I dug in like I hadn't eaten for days. I wolfed down a few bites while watching her in my peripheral vision. When she turned back and came to sit on the counter stool next to me, I got a good look at her tits pushing the thin blue material of her vee-neck tee shirt to the limit. I could also see the outline of her bra, and how the upper edge of the cup pushed her tits a little higher causing the flesh above the cup to jiggle with each step. I had to force myself not to stare, although I'm pretty sure she noticed where my eyes had wandered.

I turned back to my food and took a few more bites before sitting up and taking a gulp of coffee. I figured I had to get the subject of the previous evening out for discussion before she drove me completely nuts. "Becky, about last night," I started to say while setting my coffee down on the table. Before I could say another word however Becky jumped right in. MARK "Oh I am so sorry Uncle Pete, all that wine must have gone right to my head. I certainly don't want you to get the wrong idea you know. I hardly ever drink and I should have stopped after the second glass but the wine was so good. It's not like I'm a lush normally but we were having so much fun I guess I forgot stop. When I ran off to bed I was feeling the effects of the wine a lot, and I don't do well when the room starts spinning, if you know what I mean." She sat there smiling at me innocently.

Her explanation almost made me feel relieved. Was her drinking the excuse I needed, or did I need something more? I had already figured that she probably would of acted a lot differently if it wasn't for the wine. I could easily forgive myself for getting a 19 year old desirable young lady drunk, where I would probably have a lot more difficulty forgiving myself if I had been bold enough to fuck her last night. At least that's what flew through my mind in the seconds following her announcement about the booze. 

As much as I wanted to I could not let sleeping dogs lie and to just tell her to forget about it, and maybe scold her about the responsibility that goes along with alcohol consumption. She just sat there looking at me with that big beautiful smile of hers, as it she was expecting me to say something, which was natural seeing that she had just offered up an explanation as to her hurried exit last night. Did her explanation include her behavior before her exit? I had to find out if the booze was the only reason why she had modeled the negligee for me.

I continued eating all the time this was going through my head, allowing the silence to go on a lot longer than it should have. After finishing of the last bite, I turned to her, deciding that I had to get it out in the open, and perhaps by doing so release some of the tension caused by my conflict.

"We need to talk about last night," I started, "if everything that happened was just because of you having too much wine, than that's fine. The only advise I can give you is to be careful how much you drink in the future, bad things can happen when you lose control because of alcohol."

"it's not like I was drunk Uncle Pete. I think the wine did make me feel dizzy but the lack of sleep and jet lag, and excitement all added to it. I definitely wasn't drunk," she replied in a matter of fact tone.

It's like she is telling me that she was totally aware that she had stood in front of me posing in all those positions and fondling her meaty breasts. Maybe, I thought, she was just too innocent for her own good. Maybe she thought that it was okay to pose like that for her Uncle, that she felt like it was a natural thing to do. That was ridiculous though, for Christ's sake she was 19 years old and looking at a career modeling bikini's and lingerie, she had to be aware of the affect she had on men. Either way I felt I had to continue on the path I had started down.

"There's something else actually that I wanted to discuss," I paused thinking about the words to use. "What I mean to say is this. I understand your position in regards to the decision you have to make about the modeling opportunity, but at the same time I see your mothers point. I thought that maybe we got carried away a little last night when you were showing me that it wasn't that big a deal for you. I see your point, and it is your decision." I thought this was a good start and was about to get to part about her not having to model anything for me any more when she jumped up and put her arms around me and thanked me for supporting her.

She turned and picked up the dirty plates and proceeded to put them in the dishwasher and tidy up the kitchen. I sat there wondering what had just happened. I don't think I got my point across about how we could have easily crossed a line last night the way she was modeling for me, that there was after all only so much a man could take. The other side of me was glad I didn't get the point across, the side of me that look at her and let the lust filled desire creep over me and fill my cock to the point it was hurting it was so fucking hard.

As she worked she continued to talk. "What should we do today Uncle Pete? I need to go to a drug store and pick up a few things and get a prescription taken care of. Is there a mall close by, I guess I should get to know where things are in the neighborhood. When do you need to go back to work anyway? I really want to get the most out of the next three months with you Uncle Pete."

The conversation was nonstop like that for the rest of the morning, and into the early afternoon. We ran our errands, went to the mall and the supermarket, and ended up back at the house around 1:00 in the afternoon. It was a bright sunny day, and the forecast looked great so I decided I would get the pool ready that afternoon, before dinner. I told Becky my plan and she got pretty excited about the pool until I told her it would likely be a few days before it was warm enough to be comfortable in.

"Oh," she said clearly disappointed, "I was hoping to catch a few rays and relax in the pool." She got this pouting look on her face which nobody would be able to resist.

"No worries," I replied, "the sun has nothing to do with the pool, except they go well together, and I will set up the hot pool first, it will be warm in short time and we can relax, catch some sun and get wet." Becky was clearly excited and ran over to me and gave me a big hug and thanked me yet again for letting her stay with me.

As she walked towards her room she turned at the doorway and said "this will be so great Uncle Pete, now I can model some of my new swimsuits for you!" She turned and disappeared down the hall. I stood there thinking the obvious, what would she look like in a bikini. When I looked at her lingerie site the previous evening when I was jacking off I remembered seeing a category for swimwear but didn't look at it. For now all I could do is imagine.

I went out to the pool area and started my chores. I pulled out some of the lounge chairs and cushions first thinking that Becky would be out looking for some sun tanning time. When she didn't show I removed the covers from the hot pool, tested the water and checked the filters, turned on the heater and pump before starting on the pool. Still no sign of Becky though.

I stopped and went in to get a drink of water and change into some cooler cloths before continuing my chores. I found Becky in the kitchen still dressed as she had been, but with some sandwiches for lunch waiting for me.

"I thought you would be out be the pool by now," I commented, "you were so excited earlier."

"Don't worry Uncle Pete, I still plan on lazing a bit in the sun later. When I went to my room mom called me on the phone to see how things were going. I totally forgot to let her know I had arrived okay. She told me to tell you that you may have two of us in a couple of weeks though. Her work may require a trip to the coast but she's not sure exactly when yet. She'll let us know. Anyway we talked for awhile or and when I hung up I realized I was hungry so decided to make a couple of sandwiches. How you making out with the work."

"Not too much more to do now," I replied. I just came in to change, it's getting pretty hot out." We chatted over lunch and when we were done I said I was going to change while Becky cleaned up the dishes. I went to my room and quickly changed into shorts and a tee shirt and went back out. I passed Becky on her way to her room to get changed and she said she would be right out to help me.

The hardest part about getting the pool ready is getting the cover removed and stored away. I have a roller mechanism for taking in off, but it's still a pain keeping the material straight without any unwanted folding. By the time I had unhooked all the tie downs Becky had just walked onto the patio. She had a light wrap covering her body to mid-thigh, she had pinned her hair up showing her neck, and was wearing some very sexy high heel sandals.

Even with the wrap covering her upper body and hips a person could not help to admire the perfection, at least in my eyes she was perfection. She immediately asked it she could be of some help, so I told her she could be a great help guiding the pool cover onto the roller. She agreed and walked over to the patio table kicked off her shoes, and removed the wrap.

Here it comes, I thought to myself as a watched her. Her back was to me as I watched the wrap fall of her shoulders revealing her upper back. I could tell from the material she had on a light blue bikini, but just from the thin straps that went around her neck and across her mid back, both smooth though with no bows. 

As the wrap continued to drop over her hips she looked over her shoulder, "this is on of the suits I modeled for online but the photos never made the cut." she stated. The panty part of the bikini was very traditional in the world of bikini. I half expect, or was hoping for a thong style, but these were more of a triangle that fully covered her butt crack. Regardless, she looked stunning and not surprisingly I could feel my cock growing.

She turned and walked towards me. The bra part was a lot different that I would expect, with two triangle pieces barely covering her tits, with the string attached at the top of each triangle loop over her neck. This formed a teardrop like look exposing her cleavage, and making her boobs more securely fitted. The cups of the bra were tied together with a bow and the third corner of the triangle held the string that went behind her back.

The front of the bikini panty was a match of the back, except smaller of course. The material was formed nicely to her body, not too tight causing bulges and looked comfortable. She moved towards me with a knowing look on her face. She knew the reaction she was having on me, I could sense it in her smile. She was used to the attention her beauty brought, and I could help but dart my eyes between her smiling face and her boobs bouncing with every step she took.

I told her to stand at the end of the cover roller and just guide the cover as it came out of the water so it rolled up evenly. I will be doing the same on the other end, but cranking it also, so if you get into trouble just yell and we will get it straightened. I started the procedure and kept getting my side messed up because I was watching her bending over, opening up her cleavage enough that I could see clear through to her stomach, if the angles were just right.

The constant moving of my nieces upper body as she bent over, grabbed the cover and guided it onto the roller was overwhelmingly sexy. Even from my distance I could see the effect of the exertion and the heat on her skin, making it glisten in the sun from the sweat. The work made it even sexier because it wasn't just the amount of exposed skin, or the fleeting glances down the front of her top. I was the way her muscles tightened and loosened with each pull, and how she seemed to love the work.

After flubbing things a couple of times I had to start paying more attention to the work or we would be doing this all afternoon. We eventually finished but even the help it was past four by the time we had everything stored away and could take a break. I had taken my shirt off at some point because of the heat and I was starting to feel the sun and decided I had better get some screen on.

I looked over at Becky and finally came to the conclusion that I could not spend the next 3 months developing a hard on every time I looked at her. I knew deep down somewhere inside that I was going to have to do something drastic to break through the barrier of guilt that surrounded my sexual feelings and attraction for my niece.

"Oh oh" I said to no one except myself, "I'll be a lobster soon if I don't get some sun screen on." Just then Becky walked up to me from behind. The work had made my cock deflate to a semi-hard state which changed as soon as heard her voice beside me.

"What was that uncle Pete?" She asked, having overheard me talking to myself. 

"Nothing," I replied, "I just need some sun screen if I plan to stay out here any longer, and so should you," although I couldn't see where she was burning. "I will go get some, why don't you relax in the lounge chair under the umbrella," I suggested.

"I sprayed some on before I came out so I should be good for a bit, maybe I'll go make some lemonade and we can sit and relax for a bit before making dinner." She said this as she slipped her high heeled slippers back on and started walking into the house beside me.

"Sounds like a plan," I said as we entered the house and I went to my bedroom to change into a swim suit and spray on some sunscreen. I pulled out several pairs of trunks and stood there looking at them trying to decide what would work while I slowly rubbed my cock wondering what Becky would think if I wore something as daring as she did. This question to myself was a turning point for me actually. Deep down I knew that she had to be aware of the effect she was having on me. I didn't know if it was just a game she decided to play, to see just how I would react, or if she was just as innocent as she portrayed. 

I made a decision at that moment that I should see if I could push my niece even further than she had allowed things to go last night. At the very least I would find out if she was just cock teasing her old uncle or was seriously wanting to get fucked, or maybe just something between those possibilities. I did know for sure that regardless of her motivation I wanted more of her and if I allowed this teasing to go on too long I would either have to send her home, have an aneurism or force myself on her. None of these appealed to me but I figured if push came to shove I would just call my sister and say it wasn't working out like I thought and Becky would just have to make other arrangements. 

I decided on one of the suits I typically wore when doing laps. It was fairly tight, but not binding and was big enough in the crouch to accommodate my tool even in a semi-hard state as I was now. I looked in the mirror as I headed to the bathroom and couldn't help but admire the package I presented to anyone that cared to look. It would be interesting to see how Becky reacted to my obvious presentation.

When I returned Becky was already laying on one of the lounge chairs. I could see the interest in her face when she took note at the natural bulge of my cock on display for her. She even lifted her sunglasses over her forehead to get a good look. The smile on her face gave her away even though it all happened pretty fast. 




Visiting Niece Ch. 02



She sat up a bit and leaned over to the table and handed me my cold drink. I took a long pull on it and quickly realized something more than lemonade was in the glass. I sat down with my legs spread apart right beside her; if she looked at me in the least bit she would be staring pretty much right towards my crotch, cock bulge and all. It made me feel good knowing she was looking at my cock, perhaps this is the way she felt last night when I was continually staring at her tits, "What's in this drink anyway," I asked as I placed the glass back down on the table.

"Just a little soda water and a few drops of vodka Uncle Pete, nothing I'm sure you can't handle," she replied somewhat flippantly. I was hoping she would leave an opening for me, and this sounded like it could be it.

"I'm not worried about whether I can handle a little booze or not, It's you that got a bit out of control last night after a couple of glasses of wine. Not that I'm complaining mind you, your modeling show was very, very,..." I pretended to be searching for just the right word, "enlightening." I finished.

"Enlightening, what do you mean by that?" she said, sounding miffed, which is exactly the response I was looking for. If I was going to challenge her intentions in an attempt to find out what they really were, I needed her to get a sense of the control she had had on me the previous evening, and then see how she would react if the roles were reversed.

"You must admit Becky, your behavior was just a little daring. You must have known the effect you had on me. Looking at pictures of you on the internet dressed in sexy lingerie was pushing it, but not necessarily on the wrong side of what would be considered a normal interaction between a niece and her uncle." I took a sip of my drink before continuing.

"It's not like you're innocent to the affect you have on men generally either, why do you think the modeling opportunity came your way in the first place? Even if you are completely oblivious to the sexual attraction most men would feel towards you, I can only surmise that putting on the negligee and modeling it for me the way you did was because you had too much to drink" I put my glass down on the table and looked right at her waiting for her response.

It took a minute or so before she replied. "You're right about some of it Uncle Pete, I was feeling the wine, I usually stop drinking before I have too much just because I am afraid someone might get the wrong idea about me. But I didn't have too much last night, and I modeled the nightie for you for more than one reason. First, I wanted to show you how much I liked modeling in the first place, and why it is important to me. 

"Modeling for the photographer and the pictures being on the internet is kind of cold, if you know what I mean. The sessions are very business like and it is really hard work, even though it looks easy. There were about 20 people always around, and there were three photographers, multiple sets, and a dozen models and makeup artists, and clothing people." She rolled onto her side a bit to reach for her glass on the table. This motion caused her boobs to squeeze together enhancing her cleavage even more. I stared purposely now, I wanted her to see me looking.

"Modeling for you last night made me feel good, and I like to think it made you feel good too Uncle Pete, did it bother you? You could have stopped me you know, all you had to do was say something." she said but she had changed her voice so it exuded a tone of innocence.

"Actually I did suggest a number of times that we may have been crossing those lines of acceptable behavior, but it was like you didn't hear me, or didn't want to hear me. When you left the room suddenly I thought you had too much to drink and were feeling ill from the wine. So that's why I figured you had too much to drink."

She was quick to reply, "so if you just thought I had too much to drink, then what did you mean when you said that my modeling show was enlightening?" she asked insistingly.

I wanted to save that answer for a minute so I changed the subject. "Listen Becky, it must be close to six now, are you hungry? Our lunch was so late I thought we could eat a bit later. What do you think?"

She clearly was not expecting me to change the subject, but went along with it anyway. "I'm not hungry either, what do you want to do?"

"I will go and fix us another couple of drinks if you want another, then we can lay in the sun while it lasts and relax. I haven't planned anything for dinner so why don't we just go out. There's a local Italian place that is pretty good and fairly casual, so no need to get dressed up." I was standing now looking down at her, I couldn't tell where her eyes were looking because of the sunglasses, but I was betting it was right at the cock bulge in my swimsuit. I wasn't hard, but I could feel it trying to unfold in my crotch as the blood began to flow. 

This time I purposely scanned her whole body and she lay on the lounge chair looking up at me. I was taking my sweet time of it also, taking in her incredible body as I hoped she was doing to me. I could tell that beneath all the feigned innocence she would be one hot fuck. I made up my mind in that moment that I would be bedding my niece sometime in the next 12 hours. I figured she had a plan with a similar outcome so I decided to just go along with whatever direction she took, with just a slight push now or then to make sure we ended up between the sheets.

I mixed the drinks paying close attention to how much alcohol was in hers; not too much like last night, but more than a casual drink. I just took soda and lime because I would be driving and did what to have a glass of wine at dinner. I returned and we chatted some more about her mom. It was hard thinking about her and the betrayal I was about to partake in, but it would have seemed unnatural not to speak of her. So I asked Becky if my sister had been dating anyone.

"Oh she has dated periodically over the years but nothing serious. Just guys from work and one of the teachers from school. You may of known him, Mr. Ellis, Jim is his first name. He went to school with mom but they lost touch when he went away to college. I actually thought they were going to make it after dating for over a year. For some reason he moved away suddenly and mom never really talked about why. There were all kinds of rumors at school, mostly about him having sex with one of the students, but I never believed that.

"That was a few years ago and she has hardly been on any dates since. If she wasn't my mother I'd think she was a lesbian," Becky stopped suddenly causing a long awkward silence. "Oops, I'm sorry Uncle Pete, I shouldn't have said that out loud. Should we be going now?"

"Don't worry about it Becky, what is said between us stays between us, alright. We should go get changed and hit the road. I called over for reservations when I went in earlier, although I doubt we will need them."

"How shall I dress Uncle Pete?" Becky asked as I followed her into the house, watching her tight as cheeks sway back in forth hidden only by the small triangle of cloth they call a bikini.

"It's pretty casual, most of the local ladies will wear a light summer dress or skirt and blouse. Jeans would not be appropriate, and the men will have shirts with collars." I replied.

I wasn't surprised 40 minutes later when she joined me in the living room ready to go. I actually doubt she would look bad in anything but the outfit she had on was something that made her look exceedingly hot, at least for my tastes. Again she managed to make a simple dress look really elegant but not over the top. I wondered what she would look like in one of those gowns the stars wore to awards shows. The dress had a retro look to it, scoop neckline, showing some cleavage but not too much, tight through the waist and flaring at the hips, accentuating her natural hourglass figure. The skirt part ended just above her knees and she wore a simple pair of matching sandals with a two inch heel.

When we entered the restaurant I was not surprised to see a few heads turn. I knew a few of the people there from the golf club and such, but no one real well. I could see the look of envy in most of the male faces and even in a few of the ladies. Becky could certainly turn heads and I couldn't help but feel a bit of pride as I followed her swaying form to our table.

The waiter came and took our drink order and I made sure he understood that Becky was to get a double by making a joke about her age, which he didn't check because she certainly didn't look under 21, and I was somewhat of a regular so they wouldn't expect me to bring in someone younger than that. Why he looked at me I held two fingers towards him under Becky's line of sight. He nodded to me that he received the message. I sure it didn't hurt the service when this young man was going to get an opportunity to look down the front of Becky's dress every time he came to the table.

We ordered our food and while we waited I asked her to explain her earlier comment about her mother and why she would think she might be a lesbian. It took some prodding, but after having a bit more to drink her resistance broke down and she started to lay it out for me.

"There's a few things that make me think she may like girls, but she has dated men so maybe she's bisexual. That's probably a better way to explain it really, then it makes even more sense. For instance, she has gone to Mexico on resort vacations in the past without me, but with her best friend Elaine, you must know her they have been friends since high school." I told her I remembered Elaine, and I wasn't really surprised that she may be involved.

"Oh, so do you think Elaine is a lesbian Uncle Pete?" she asked, her eyes wide in anticipation of my answer.

"Well no real evidence, but I know a few guys that asked her out on dates and they always got the cold shoulder, I even asked her out once but she just laughed and told me that as much as she like me there was no way we could possibly have anything in common from a dating perspective. That wasn't all of it, maybe it was just the way she acted around the other girls, especially your mom. Shit, the more I think about this theory of yours the more it makes sense." I was liking the idea of Becky telling me more so I asked her to continue.

"At first I thought they just might be going down to one of those singles resorts and just having fun and getting to know some of the guys that were on their own. But then I found a brochure hidden in mom's desk one time for a place that seemed to cater to women only. They said it was a Spa you know, but some of the pictures of the night club and such definitely gave the impression that it may have other things to offer the ladies if you know what I mean. 

"Then there was this thing about the lingerie modeling. I modeled some stuff for her just like I did for you, so I could see if I could change her mind. That only seemed to have a positive effect while I was modeling, she was definitely not acting very angry then, her looks were very different. After that her reasons against it changed, almost like she didn't want me exposing myself to anyone else. It almost sounded like jealousy. Maybe it's just my imagination." she concluded.

The food came just then and we got Becky another drink but the party mood was kind of broken because of the serious conversation. I decided to lighten things up a bit to see if I could get the evening back on the rails. "I have to tell you Becky, if you modeled your lingerie for you mom like you did for me last night you probably made her want to be a lesbian." Even though I laughed after saying that, it took Becky a few seconds to catch the joke and realize I was not really making fun of her.

"Oh yeah, I get it Uncle Pete. You can be sure I didn't model for mom anything like I modeled for you last night, I had never modeled like that before for anybody." She leaned over as she said this looked me straight in the eye why offering me a full view of her fleshy cleavage. I purposely looked deep and hard into her eyes and then into her tits. If she was offering then she would clearly see how interested I was in what she was offering.

Even though we had skipped dessert and coffee we still ended up not leaving until close to ten o'clock. I paid the bill and Becky went to the ladies room to freshen up. Becky wasn't drunk, but there was no doubt she was feeling the drinks. She was giggling about something about something that happened in the ladies all the way to the car and when I opened the door for her she made a big deal about me being such a gentleman. Before she slid in she gave me a peck on the cheek and a big smile.

On the drive back to my place the potential opening came up for me to find out if she was just teasing her uncle, if it was just my imagination, or if she was serious about having some sort of encounter. She asked me if I thought the swimming pool would be ready to use the next day. She had said she was disappointed we didn't get a chance to get wet today after all our hard work.

"It's hard to say, it depends, you know there's a lot of water to heat up. But you know, if you're interested, we could go for a soak in the hot tub." I explained.

"Do you mean tonight Uncle Pete, when we get back? That would be great, I've never done anything like that before. You did mean tonight didn't you?"she asked with an almost pleading tone in her voice.

"Yes Becky, of course I meant tonight," this was exactly what I was looking for. "I have to tell you though, and this goes for the big pool also. You have to be careful with what you wear in the water. The chlorine can have a bad affect on some materials, a lot of people that own pools have suits made from material that will last longer." 

"Really, I don't know if my suits are like that or not," she said with a note of disappointment in her voice.

"Well Becky I doubt that bikini you had on this afternoon is really made for spending a lot of time in the water, more for looking at then swimming in really. If you want we can wait and go to the mall and get you some appropriate suits tomorrow." I said in a matter of fact way, like there wasn't a choice.

Now she was really disappointed. "Shit, maybe I will just take a chance with one of the suits I have. It's not like they cost me anything, but they are real nice, I would hate to ruin one. I don't know what to do Uncle Pete, what do you think I should do?" We had just pulled into the driveway and were waiting for the garage door to open.

Perfect I thought to myself. "Well actually Becky there is a third alternative that I've used before, but if you don't like the idea than just say so. Usually, when I am alone, I don't wear a suit at all and hardly ever in the hot tub. Once you're in the water there's not much to see anyway, and you can wear a robe to the edge. Besides, last night that last nightie you modeled didn't leave a lot to the imagination, so it wouldn't be much different. What do you think of that?" I wanted her to make the decision and I wanted her to tell me what it was. I was getting high in anticipation of sitting naked with her in the pool. Even with that I had expected a different reaction to my suggestion than what I got. 

As I pulled the car into the garaged she responded. "That's a great idea Uncle Pete, I don't know why I didn't think of it! I've always wondered what it would be like to go skinning dipping, and although being in a hot tub isn't exactly the same it's close enough. Please hurry home Uncle Pete I can't wait." With that she opened the door to the car and was up the steps and into the house before I even had closed the door on my side.

I asked myself if I knew what I was getting into as I walked down the hall to my room. I was definitely having second thoughts as I shed my clothes and put them away and pulled my thick terry cloth robe from the closet and put it on my naked body. I was standing looking at myself in the mirror with the robe open. I was in pretty good shape and although my cock was flaccid, it had been hard several times during our dinner and afterward, and just thinking about being in the hot tub with Becky in our birthday suits was making it swell a bit.

I was disappointed when I stepped out of the house and saw Becky standing by the hot tub dropping her robe on the back of a chair and wearing a bikini. It was not the same one she had on earlier today, this one looked even skimpier if that was possible. I guess she had had second thoughts about being naked with me but I was determined to push this to the limit. Looking at her as I walked across the patio made my resolve to fuck my hot niece even greater.

The small soft pink triangles that covered her nipples could not of been more than three inches on each side. Even though it was kind of dark on the patio, I was sure I could see some dark skin of her aureola peeking out the sides. The patch of material covering her pubic mound was no better. The strip of cloth was narrow enough to not be bunched by the inside of her upper thighs and was pulled tight enough that you could see the outline of her pussy slit. She had also pinned her hair up to keep it from getting wet I presumed. Exposing her neck like that was another definite turn on.

Even though I was disappointed that she had decided to wear a suit, I was not disappointed in her choice of suit in the least bit. Like I had said earlier I had made up my mind to push the little cock teaser to the limit. When I finally had reached the pool I took my time eye balling her, I wanted her to know that I was very interested in the way she looked, whether she was naked or dressed in the worlds most revealing swim suit.

Again I thought I would challenge her and make her decide what was going to happen next. "Oh, I see you decided to wear your bikini in the pool. Did you want me to go and put a suit on, or do you mind....?" I started to ask, but she interrupted me before I could finish asking if she minded if I stayed nude.

"I'm not going to wear this in the hot tub if that's what you're thinking Uncle Pete, I just thought I would show you what I would be wearing if you had not come up with the skinny dipping idea. I wanted to model it for you, kind of like I did last night, you seemed to like that." she said with a big smile on her face. She had managed to catch me by surprise again, which is not what I wanted. I needed to feel like I was in control for some reason. I didn't want this 19 year old running the show I guess.

"I see," I responded, "I guess I will just slip into the pool then." Instead of turning to disrobe and avoiding the full frontal nudity thing, I just casually untied the belt to the robe and shrugged it off my shoulders. I pulled out my arms and turned just a bit to throw the robe over the back of the chair on top of hers. I knew I wasn't hard but I was engorged and when I turned to drop the robe I could feel my semi hard cock slap against my thigh. When I turned back I looked at her face but she was staring at my groin. I paused to just a second or two, to see if she would look up, which she eventually did but as soon as I saw her eyes move I stepped sideways towards the pool and slipped into the warm water.

By the time I got settled on the seat opposite she had recovered somewhat. I think I could see a bit of a red blush on her cheeks because she knew she had been caught, although I didn't make her deal with it head-on. Finally she looked down at me sitting in the pool and smiled. I had still not seen the suit from the back but my imagination was telling me there was even less seeing that the two strings that went up over her hip bones which I suspected went around the back of her waist would be no more that the same thickness going down her butt.




Visiting Niece Ch. 02



She took a few steps backward, keeping her gazed fixed on me as I looked up. She the started to walk across my line of vision from left to right, much like a runway model. When she got to the end of her walk she turned and walked back the same way from right to left. The only thing that changed was which hand she had on her hip and when she went by me the second time I saw her ass, completely bare, just as I had imagined, The full roundness of her ass cheeks look firm, but with enough flesh to have a natural gelatin like movement. I could feel my cock hardening.

She turned and faced me again standing about eight feet away from where I was in the tub. Her feet were in the same sandals she had on that afternoon and spread apart. "What do you think Uncle Pete, do you think my mom would let me wear this to the beach?" she asked jokingly. Without waiting for a reply she turned and gave me a full look at the back. I had been right about the string going straight into her butt crack, but I could not see any trace of it, which was a good thing. The upper part of her bikini was also crisscrossed at the back with on of the strings connected to the one around her waist, giving it a bit more support I guessed.

She turned back smiling broadly, knowing that she had my complete attention. "Well?" she asked, "don't you like it."

"Well I must say I would probably agree with your mother about wearing that in public," I said, watching her reaction form into a frown, "but you are more than welcome to wear it around here anytime you like." I concluded with a chuckled causing her to smile again. I stared at her a bit longer waiting for her to move or say something, but she just stood there as if waiting. I decided to go for it.

"Are you going to get in the pool sometime tonight," I asked, "or just stand there looking beautiful and sexy all night?" That seemed to break the ice.

"I thought you'd never ask," she replied and walked over to the chair with the robes. She had her back to me as she kicked off her shoes. I watched as she moved her arms up and pulled the bow between her tits that held the suit together. She reached up further and hooked her thumbs in the straps that went over her shoulders and pulled them off, causing everything to loosen up, except for the thin piece caught in her ass cheeks. As she moved her arms back down it looked from behind that she stopped and rubbed or tweaked her nipples, but that could have been my imagination.

All the pieces held together as she moved her hands down to her hips and pushed the bottom part down. As the waist string moved down you could see it tugging at the piece caught in the press of her butt cheeks. It wasn't going to work that way and after a few seconds she spread her legs further apart and reached behind with one hand and hooked a finger in the thin strip of material and pulled it out. She looked around at me as she did this and just smiled, like she knew she was turning me on even more. 

I suddenly noticed that my hard cock was in my hand as I slowly squeezed and stroke my member during her little strip show. I couldn't remember reaching down and grabbing it, but clearly I had. I didn't think too much of it as I was sure the water would prevent her from seeing anything. Finally, with the string clear of her ass, the rest of the suit fell and she stepped out of it. She draped it over the robes and just stood with her back to me.

"I can close my eyes if you want, just say the word," I stated, knowing that even if she asked me to close them they would be open slits, I was not going to miss this.

"That's not the problem Uncle Pete, I want you to see," she said as she turned and looked down at me. I was staring up, and as expected, she could only be described as a goddess, Aphrodite could not have been as beautiful. I realized my mouth was hanging open, so I closed it. Her arms were wrapped around her side, below her breasts, causing them to push together making them look ever fuller. Her dark nipples and aureoles were stiffened by the evening temperature, which was exactly how I liked them to be. Her feet were close together so I could not she her pussy that well, but I could see a light strip of pubic hair, not very much, just a bit.

"What's the problem then?" I asked, anxious to get her in closer to me. I had a couple of surprises for her.

"It's just that I've never done this before, I guess I'm a little nervous. Where should I sit?" She said moving closer.

"The seat goes all around except where the step and railing is, just walk in and sit wherever you want." I told her. Which she did. I watched as she let her arms fall to her sides and one of them grab the railing as she slowly ascended into the warm water. I watched intently as the water inched up her body slowly covering it as she stepped lower. When the surface of the water reached just below her wispy pubic hair she stopped waiting, I guess, for the first touch of the warm water on her pussy. 

You couldn't help but stare at it, the soft golden curls teasing the surface of the water. I looked up at her, taking my sweet time as my eyes passed over her flat stomach and firm breasts until my eyes finally met hers and a small smile appeared on her face. I was at that moment that I knew her plan and my plan were the same. We would both get fucked tonight, and all the niceties leading up to the moment were just that. It may not have been as apparent to her as it was to me but I no longer had any lingering doubts. 

She continued in and was soon up to her neck in the warm water. She was crouched down and moved over to sit at about 50 degrees to my right, just within arms reach but not close enough for us to touch. I stared at her as she rested her head back against the soft bumper around the edge of the tub with her eyes closed and letting the warm water engulf her. Of course her lower body started to float up in this position and I looked on as eventually her nipples poked through the surface, becoming hard due to the cooler temperature of the night air.

The suddenness of the temperature change caused her to sit up rapidly, exposing her tits completely for a moment before she sunk back down up to her neck. "That was a bit of a shock, Uncle Pete, I didn't seem that cold out when I came in." She explained.

"It's just the contrast in temperature sweetheart, you'll get used to it. Actually I find in invigorating myself." I said as I sat there with my upper chest out of the water. "Now that your used to the water, lets try this." I reached over and turned on the aerated water jets, on a slow pulse setting which basically made bubbles but didn't have the high pressure jet action that I would get if I put in on full. The water flowed from jet on the sides and bottom of the tub, but very gently on this setting.

"Oh, this feels great Uncle Pete, I can't believe I've never been in a hot tub before. We don't have one back home and mom would never let me go in them at the public pools because she thought they weren't very sanitary." she explained. "I'm sure she would approve of yours though."

"Public hot tubs can be kind of sketchy for sure, you never know who may be peeing in them," I responded, which made her giggle. "Don't worry though I'm very careful and I really try not to stay in them too long which can overheat you if you're not careful."

I moved a few inches further away from her until I was right in front of one of the side jets. "I like to move around a bit so the jets can massage my back or whatever when I get home from work. It feels great in all the right places, just move a little towards me and you will see what I mean." I instructed her until she was right where I wanted her. "Okay that's good, now feel this."

I reached over to the controls and turned up the pressure on the side jets. I knew the jet would be hitting her in her lower back and would tend to push her away from the side and lift her ass off the seat. Eventually if she went along with it the jet would focus the water stream right down her butt crack, which is a very stimulating feeling, or at least I thought it was. 

I leaned back myself and allowed the same thing happen to me. This allowed a couple of things to happen. First she saw what happened when I leaned back and my lower body rose up. She emulated me and when she reached that point where the stream on her back was about to start stimulating her ass she paused knowingly, smiled and continued up another inch or so. "Oh Uncle Pete this feels so good, and naughty too." she cooed, but she continued enjoying the sensations.

The other thing that I allowed to happen, although I had to force this part a bit, was allow my hips to rise until the head of my hard cock broke the surface an inch of so. I paid no attention but I did see her mouth open a bit when she first noticed it. It was obvious that I was hard, and although she had seem my cock earlier it was not the iron bar it was now. "Uncle Pete, your penis is poking through," she stated as if telling me something I didn't already know, and not taking her eyes of it either.

I didn't flinch though, I held firm so to speak. "Sorry Becky, I'm usually out here on my own so I don't worry about those things. It feels kind of nice you know, like I said before, invigorating." I still didn't move it down, I was going to wait until she said something or moved her gaze away. Neither of those things happened. "You know, it's kind of like how the jet feels, like nothing you ever felt before really, and I like how it feels myself. How about you?" 

I didn't really give her a chance to answer, I had manipulated her to be sitting in the only spot in the tub where one of the lower jets in the bottom of the tub was pointed up as far as it would go. "Here. See how this feels." I reached over and turned the lower jets on which caused a jet to start and it was pointed right at the bottom of her pussy if my calculations were right. I knew they were when first she moved away a bit, yelped, giggled and the repositioned herself back over the jets so she was getting the jets exactly where she wanted them.

"You are so naughty Uncle Pete, I don't know if my mother would approve of this or not." she had a big smile on her face as she almost sighed while saying the words. I also noticed that now her tits were poking a lot further out of the water and the nipples and aureola where all shriveled from the cool air.

Thankfully I didn't have a jet pulsing up and hitting me right on the bottom of my ball sack, that never felt good to me. However, I had managed to allow by hips to float a bit higher which resulted in nearly five inches of my hard meat exposing itself above the water. Becky didn't notice at first, mainly because she was too busy being stimulated by the water jets. When she did see it though her reaction was not the same as last time.

"Uncle Pete, it looks like the periscope from that submarine in your pool is spying on us again." She giggled at her joke. I now knew that she had also come to that point of realization that we would be getting a lot closer real soon. 

I responded by arching even more until the full length was out, and it had fallen a bit towards my stomach, as it it was looking right at us. "They must be looking for someplace to dock their sub for the night Becky, do you think we can find a nice warm boat house for them?" After I said it I knew how cheesy it really sounded but she laughed anyway.

I took my big step next and moved over, right beside her, put my hand across her body to the other side of her, grabbing her rib cage just below her breasts, pulled her towards me and bent down and kissed the full on her mouth, which was open and waiting for me. It was like she sucked the very essence right out of me with that kiss. I had been walking around with a constant erection for the last two days thinking about what this would be like, and it was like I imagined and more.

As we kissed she swung her leg over my hip and turned her torso even more in my direction. I could feel her naked wet tits pressed against my chest and my cock against her upper thigh. I thought I was in heaven in that moment, it's almost like the world stopped for me as long as the kiss lasted.

I finally broke away and pulled back from her, looking down into her deep brown eyes. I just looked at her smiling back up at me. "Oh Uncle Pete, I can't tell you how much I've longed for you since I saw you at the wedding right after graduation. There is something I need to discuss with you Uncle Pete, before we go any further." She pressed her body hard against mine as she said this.

She snuggled into me even more and her lips were right beside my ear, I could feel her hot breath blowing into my ear as she talked. "I'm still a virgin Uncle Pete, I've been saving my cherry for you," she told me in the lightest of whispers.

At first I didn't know how to respond. For some reason I could not fathom, especially with the way she had knowingly been arousing me for the last two days, I had just assumed that my sexy young niece would not be a virgin. I had mixed feelings at first. On one hand it kind of rubbed in the idea that I was stealing her innocence, taking advantage of her inexperience and naivety, that I was just a dirty old man lusting after this poor virginal beauty.

Then I thought about her pressing her firm body tightly against mine, and that the first girl I made love to was also a virgin and although that experience was not memorable by any stretch of the imagination, it still felt exquisite when I pumped my hard cock into her tight virgin cunt. So almost immediately the mental conflict was settled, with lust and wantonness winning out over a false moral high ground.

"I certainly hope I don't disappoint you then Becky, I would hate to think you held out for something and I let you down." She just smiled at me and reached her hand down and wrapped her slim fingers around my hard cock. "I will take it easy dear, and don't be afraid to ask me to slow down or stop if it hurts at all." 

She was continuing to stroke my meat. "Don't worry Uncle Pete, I've been practicing. I have a dildo that I've been fucking myself with for a long time. It's not too big though because I wanted to feel your cock tight in my pussy. I want this so bad, I feel so safe with you and after thinking about this happening for two years you can just imagine how horny I am with anticipation." She pressed her body tight against me this time, letting go of my cock and wedging it between our stomachs as she kissed me hard on the lips. Her body was in constant movement though, really undulating against mine as if she just couldn't get close enough.

When our mouths came apart I suggested we go inside, that although the hot tub felt great it may not be the best place to lose one's virginity. She agreed right away, mumbling something about me being in charge, got out of the water and started to put her robe on, and trust me I was right behind her. On the way in I suggested a quick shower to rinse off the chlorinated water. We stopped at the doorway to her room and she suggested we shower by ourselves and she would come and meet me in my room. That was fine by me, I knew deep down that there was no way she was going to change her mind at this stage. 

I wasn't surprised when I came out of the shower and my bed was empty. Knowing Becky she would want to fix her hair, apply some makeup, and hopefully put on something sexy. Not that she needed to, her beauty didn't need any help, but I knew she liked doing those things and I figured if it made her more comfortable it would probably make the experience that much better for her.

I turned down the bed and climbed in, fully naked and fully exposed. My cock was flaccid again but because of it's size I could feel the weight on my thigh. That sensation was always a bit of a turn on for me and I could feel that the anticipation I was having for my niece's pending arrival was starting to start the flow of blood into tissue of my penis. 

It wasn't long before I was rewarded by the entrance of my niece. Not that I was expecting anything in particular but I was somewhat surprised that she had on the same negligee that she modeled for me the previous night. "I wore this because you seemed to like it a lot last night, is it okay?"

My cock had hardened fully in the minute or so since she had entered the room. I grabbed a hold on it and waved it back and forth. "I like it just fine, but I see you made a little adjustment, or should I say enhancement." I said as she climbed onto the bed and lay down beside me, replacing my hand with hers on my hard meat.

"I figured that if I wore the panties that go with it you would probably rip them off, so I thought I'd save you the bother," she replied as she stroked my cock. I was rubbing her body through the filmy material of the negligee, a feeling that I loved, and she seemed to react the same way. "Mmmmm, that feels so good Uncle Pete, you're making my juices flow. Do you mind if I suck your cock now? I have to admit yours will not be the first cock I've sucked, but it is definitely the biggest, and by the way it feels, it's also the hardest."

With that she slid down beside, her body never leaving contact with mine and swung up so her mouth was right over the tip of my cock. She looked up at me and smile as she lowered her head onto my meat. As I watched I realized I had never experienced anyone engulf my cock the way she did, and had only really seen it done in porn movies. She was fucking amazing, and I couldn't help but think that a girl that could give head like this was in not way a virgin, she must be bullshitting me.

Up and down er head bobbed, sometimes taking me deep to the back of her throat, sometimes just sucking and liking the big knob on the end. She was looking up at me almost entirely during this time and I could see the contentment in her eyes. She also switched up her hands almost constantly, stroking my shaft whenever it wasn't entirely down her throat. Left and, then the right and sometimes both at the same time. It wasn't long before I started to feel that distinct sensation in my balls and the base of my cock, that feeling that if you don't stop the sensations immediately you were going to come regardless of what you did, or wanted.

I wanted to come in her mouth is what I wanted. But I also wanted to fuck her hard in that tight virgin pussy. It wouldn't be long before I wouldn't give a fuck where my cock was as long as I got the release. I started lifting my hips up in unison with the ministrations of her mouth and hands. Too late I thought to myself, I wouldn't be able to hold onto this load of cum now even if I wanted to, which I didn't. I did warn her though, albeit somewhat in a selfish tone, "You're going to have a big load of come in your throat pretty soon unless you pull off," I warned. 

I couldn't tell if she even heard me, let alone acknowledge me. She never missed a beat, of anything my comment made her stroke and suck just a little faster with more pressure. I let go in my mind, and within seconds I was letting go for real. The first stream released just as her mouth left the head of my cock allowing the cum to shoot up the front of her face. The timing was perfect, and as I later learned, planned. Just in time she tilted her head forward and caught the next blast directly in the mouth before lowering down and wrapping her luscious lips around the end of my cock to suck and lick the remaining cum directly. 

All this time she kept a steady rhythm jacking my shaft, helping the hot liquid make it's way up to its final destination, her mouth. My breathing was starting to slow of course, having just experienced the best blow job of my life. It was right out of a porn movie and she was still at it, which was sensation heaven for me. When she was finished she looked up at me with a big smile on her face. She opened her mouth and showed me the last signs of my juice that she had not swallowed yet.




Visiting Niece Ch. 02



She smacked her lips together, "Your cum tastes so good Uncle Pete, I could drink a gallon," she stated as she snaked her body back up and wrapped herself around me. "Did you like that Uncle Pete, it was a lot different when I gave that boy that lived down the street from us my first BJ a couple of years ago, right after your visit. His cock was a lot smaller than yours, and he didn't cum nearly as much. I had already decided that you would be the one taking my virginity so I told him I wasn't going to fuck him right off. I don't think he really cared about that the way he acted though.

"After that I knew I had to practice a lot so I started by buying a couple of life size dildos, the ones are replicas of the men in porn movies, but not the really big ones of course, I knew you weren't that big." she giggled after saying that. "Then I watched a lot of BJs online, just to learn as much as I could. There were a lot of great examples. Every once in a while I would find some willing guy that was okay with just getting sucked off, which was easy in college, just so I could get some more practical experience, especially when learning how to take a load directly in my mouth." She had snuggled real close to me now and had one of her legs thrown across mine and was grinding her pussy against my thigh. My thigh was starting to get soaked with her juices.

"Hey wait a second," I said, "how did you know how big my cock was in the first place."

"Oh I will tell you that story some other time, Uncle Pete. Can you go down on me now please, nobody has ever done that to me either, and I am really interested in finding out if I can have an orgasm that way." she said while she continued to hump my upper thigh, spreading her cunt juice everywhere and filling the room with that sweet aroma. What man, or women for that matter, refuse that invitation.

I rolled her off me and onto her back and started kissing my way down, starting at her neck of course. It took me a long time to get past her breasts, which were so perfect I just kept going back. When her nipples are sucked the quickly grow into these half inch long rubber bullets that fit my mouth perfectly. I went between the two numerous times, massaging the other in unison to my sucking. I continued down, across her flat stomach, kissing every contour as I went and into her pelvic region. I followed the slight protrusion at the top of her hip bones down to where the silkiest thighs I had ever touched met.

Finally I reached my goal, and just like everything else, it was just about the most perfect pussy I had ever seen. It glistened in the faint light from the open door to the bathroom. The only way to describe the folds of her labia was to use the word petal, like a rose opening to release it's nectar and aroma. Oh, and the aroma, was strong but not pungent in any sense of the word. Sensually inviting was the thought that came into my head after studying this perfection. The tip of her clit was protruding from the top of her blossom, waiting patiently it seemed for some much desired attention. 

I flicked out my tongue and just barely touched the sensitive organ before withdrawing. I could tell that see felt it, even though I had barely touched it with the tip of my tongue. I felt here body spasm as if an electric shock had been applied. I then started to touch every nook and cranny of her pussy, purposely avoiding her clit, until I was satisfied she was ready. I ran the ti of my tongue up and down between the folds of her labia, separating them and ensuring that I didn't miss one crease or petal. I found her opening and stuffed my tongue up as far as possible and circling the outer regions of her entrance over and over again. 

I know I surprised her a number of times and could sense that she was having a number of small orgasms while building up to a climax. Her entire body jerked, and she moaned, when I drew my tongue down from her pussy and slid it across her ass hole. I suspect she had not expected anything like that based on her reaction. Up to now I had been fairly slow and thorough on my approach, but as I worked my way back up to her much neglected clit I became more aggressive with my tongue and my fingers.

I actually got down right sloppy using a lot of spit to make the area nice and moist. I inserted one, and then two fingers into her pussy, pushing them up as far as my hand would allow. She was tight alright, but there was no obstruction so if she was a virgin she would have had to lose her cherry some other way. I brought my tongue up now and started lashing her clit with it. First lightly but with every stroke I pressed harder lapped longer and fuller. 

I could feel the walls of her pussy clamping my fingers and her hips were bucking as she climaxed fully. I was relentless though and continued manipulating her clit with my tongue until her orgasm subsided a bit and I withdrew my fingers and lifted my head up. I don't believe anything arouses me more that a women cumming on my face, and my cock was rock hard again to prove it. I crawled up the bed until I was positioned with the time of my manhood nestled in the folds of her open and engorged labia.

I bent my head down and kissed her full on the lips, letting her get a good taste of her own juices. I pulled away and asked "Are you ready for this Becky, are you ready to let your uncle fuck you?"

"I've never been more ready for anything in my life, bury that cock in me Uncle Pete, I want to feel you fill me up." She lifted her hips slightly which allowed the head of my prick to enter her hot cunt. That was all it took for me, I slammed my hips forward and in one stroke buried it, until it would go no further. I stopped and allowed her to feel the fullness for about 10 seconds and withdrew slowly until I was back to just having the head inserted. Again I plunged deep and hard and continued to repeat this process going faster and faster with each stroke.

At first she just lay there, gasping each time I buried my cock in her. After the initial shock of her first fuck was over she started to get her hips moving to my rhythm, lifting at just the right moment to allow me to completely engulf my cock in her sweet hot pussy. Because I had already cum earlier I was feeling like I could fuck all night like this, until she started talking and cumming herself. I realized that in all the sexual encounters I had ever had, none of my lovers had ever vocalized in a manner like my niece. I figured it must have been her exposure to internet porn as a learning tool, or else she just got off on talking dirty.

"Oh Uncle Pete, fuck me harder, please Uncle Pete, I'm going to cum again, ohh, this is so fucking good, I love your cock, I need your cock, harder Uncle Pete, please fuck me harder" she wasn't screaming, but as she continued you could hear the sense of urgency in her voice. When she finally came there was no doubt in my mind that she had reached her peak. As I slammed my cock into her she wrapped her legs around me and ground her pelvis hard against mine not allowing for any movement as she held me hard in her cunt.

I could feel the contractions of her vagina against my cock as her orgasm reached crescendo after crescendo as her body reacted to our fucking. I could feel the heat rise up from my balls as by load made its way to the final destination. We were both is a fucking frenzy as I pumped my cock and released my seed and the muscles of her vagina contracted milking every last drop out. I kept pumping until I could feel that her orgasm was subsiding and I slowed my pace until I pushed myself from on top of her. I was spent in more ways than one. When I tried to roll off her she came with me, not allowing our hips to separate and leaving my now half hard cock inside of her. 

I settled on my side, as she did with one leg throw over my hip. There was no doubt in my mind that this was be best fuck I had ever had. I thought about the last 36 hours of build up, all the conflict that I had with coming to terms with not only lusting after my own niece and planning on fucking her. I wondered if I had just grabbed her last evening and thrown her on the floor and screwed her in the den if it would have been as exciting and fulfilling as this was. I decided that the wait and conflict only added to the intensity and it was not likely an experience I would ever have again.

As we held each other I could feel the intensity of the moment drain out of my niece, her heart rate getting back to normal as she lay there with her eyes closed and a relaxed smile on her face. I thought she had dozed off, which would not be unexpected after the exertion she had just been through. I slowly moved my hips to pull my half hard cock from her pussy, but she was having none of that. She whispered a barely audible no, and clamped her leg tighter on my hip. I resigned myself to staying put and eventually we both fell into sleep.