Chapitre 712: JULIE & I
My nephew John married about three years ago at the age of 31 to a beautiful young lady named Julie. Julie was only 24 and was a vision in white satin at the wedding. She is a brunette with the most glorious blue eyes you can imagine. I had the honour of acting as emcee at the wedding since John and I had been quite close since his parents were killed in an automobile accident when he was only 18. I suppose I acted as somewhat of a surrogate father to him after my brother died.
At the wedding, I had the joy of dancing with Julie several times and as she melted into my arms, I felt really quite aroused. I suppose it was fortunate that she was unable to feel anything through the multiple petticoats under her dress – or at least so I assumed. I wasn't sure but for the balance of the evening, she seemed to be glancing at me occasionally and smiling rather coyly.
Since I had to return to my home several provinces away the next day, I made an early evening of the reception and retired to my hotel room. In the morning, I caught my early flight and returned to work the next day. My work as an accountant at a large corporation kept me very busy and, except for regular phone calls to John and Julie, I haven't seen them in almost 2 years. Then, about a year ago, I received an excited call from a very ecstatic couple – Julie was pregnant and would deliver in about seven months. I was very pleased but sorry that John's parents wouldn't have a chance to see their first grandchild. Perhaps I could fill that role to some degree – I would love to have a granddaughter or grandson to spoil.
I knew I was going to be very busy at work for the next year since we were in the process of a major merger that took all my time. However, I went into my bosses' office the next morning and booked some holiday time for when the baby would be about three months old. I wanted to spend some quality time with all of the family.
Time seemed to fly by and it wasn't long before I was enroute to John and Julie's. They had since moved into their own small house and were able to put me up rather than staying in a hotel. This would give me all the more time to get acquainted with Jennifer Marie (they had named the babe after John's mother and Julie's mother. I suppose it would keep both sides happy. When I arrived at the airport, a glowing Julie who rushed to embrace me at the arrivals gate met me. Her mother was watching the baby while she picked me up since John had been called out of country for three weeks on business. I was disappointed that I would miss John (I was only here for two weeks before I had to return to work) but would reacquaint myself with Julie and have lots of time with Jenny. We walked arm-in-arm to the luggage carousel to pick up my bag and then Julie led me to her car and we headed home.
Her mother (whom I had met at the wedding) bade her farewells almost as soon as we arrived. She had made us a light supper and put the baby down for a nap. Julie and I sat at her kitchen table and she offered me some wine with my dinner. After she served me, I noted that she wasn't drinking. When I asked her why, she said, "I'm breast feeding Jenny, Uncle Bob so I don't drink"
"Oh, of course, I said, just a little embarrassed for not thinking of it. So many young mothers these days seem to prefer the bottle since they are busy with their careers even after childbirth but Julie had opted, she told me, to be a stay-at-home Mum as long as possible. Then I said, "Julie, since we are both adults here and John has always used my first name, please call me Bob, not Uncle, OK?" She agreed with a smile and a nod.
Just then, we heard a soft crying from the nursery so, leading me by the hand, Julie led me upstairs to introduce me to Jenny. She was lying in her crib and was smiling (well, maybe it was just gas?) and cooing now that she had our undivided attention. She was a beautiful babe with her mother's eyes and a dark cowl covering her head. Julie decided a changing was required so I went down the hall to have a quick shower in my room. I was only in the shower for 15 minutes of so, towelled off and put on my bathrobe for comfort. As I started back down the hall towards the stairs, I heard a soft crooning from the nursery. As I stepped into the doorway, I was awestruck by what I saw.
Julie had obviously changed herself. She was sitting in a rocking chair in the corner of the nursery wearing a very short terry cloth gown that barely covered her crotch. One shoulder was pulled down and her full breast was exposed. Jenny had her lips clamped around the most beautiful nipple I have ever seen and was greedily – and noisily – sucking her evening meal. Julie was looking down with a mother's love at her daughter and was singing a sweet soft song to Jenny. I was an unobserved bystander, I thought, until Julie looked up at the doorway and whispered, "Come in, Bob and sit beside me. I am sure that Jenny won't mind and I know I don't"
I moved slowly over and sat down in the other rocker that was positioned just to Julie's right. From that vantage point, I could see the side of her breast and the engorged nipple that was the focus of Jenny's attention. Slowly, the babe started to doze as she reached her limit and Julie looked over at me and asked, "Bob, would you please take her and put her in her crib while I get cleaned up?" As she handed Jenny to me, my hand lightly grazed Julie's exposed nipple and I felt the heat and my palm became wet with the overflow from her nipple. As Julie watched me, I cradled Jenny in one arm and brought my hand to my mouth, smelled the sweet milk and my tongue reached out to lap it up. We smiled at each other; then, as I laid Jenny down and tucked her in, Julie whispered hoarsely, "Meet me in our bedroom, Bob, and please hurry?"
I tucked the baby snugly into her crib and raised the side rail. I then hurried down the hall to the master bedroom. Julie had lit a couple of candles on the bedside tables and was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the king sized bed with her robe tossed on the floor. Her heavy full breasts – still full of milk – stood proudly out from her chest. When I looked downwards I could see that she was completely shaven (she kept herself shaved ever since Jenny was born) and I could see that shiny pearly drops of milk were hanging from the tips of each hard nipple.
My cock stood immediately to attention creating an obvious tenting in my housecoat. Julie smiled and said, "Do I have to be the only naked person in the room?" Without taking my eyes of this vision, I undid the sash of my robe and shrugged it off my shoulders to the floor. "Mmm; very impressive!" she said softly while beckoning me closer to the bed.
"Jenny left so much milk behind that my breast feel so pressured, Bob. Could you please come here and ease the load for me?" I crawled slowly onto the bed and as I lay down beside her, she cradled my head in her arms and lowered her left tit to my open hungry mouth. God, how I have waited for this moment!
I closed my lips around her swollen nipple and sucked it firmly. At first only a tiny drop escaped until I started to pull harder at the nipple. Suddenly a stream of warm, slightly watery but very sweet milk filled my mouth and I continued to swallow as I milked my lovely Julie. With each successive draw of her tit, she moaned softly and cried, "Oh yes; keep that up! It feels so good and I am getting so wet." I could smell the excitement arising from between her legs and I reached down with my right hand and started to stroke her outer labia ever so lightly. She was so wet, I felt like she was trying to suction my hand right inside her but I stayed on her outside for now to heighten the feeling for her.
Julie moved my head to her other tit and I started to suck the excess milk there as well. Meanwhile, I felt her hand encircle my hard cock and start to stroke me at the same speed I was stroking her. Apparently the sensation of me suckling on her was creating a near climax in her cunt and my fingers slipped into her and I started to fuck her deeply while I sucked her milk into my throat and she sped up her hand job on me.
The feeling was building in my balls as I moaned and started to raise my hips to meet her downward strokes. I suddenly pulled her hand off me, left her breast and got up - somewhat shakily – on my knees between her spread legs. I had to taste her sweet juices and I needed to fuck her so much. I didn't realize it but I had actually spoken those words out loud and she cried out, "Yes, please Bob! Taste me and fuck me! Now!"
She pulled her knees to her chest and I dove down and fastened my mouth over her slick pussy and buried my tongue deep inside her. I avoided her clit but instead ran my tongue around her outer and inner lips until she started to buck as she neared her first orgasm. Ass she raised her hips and strained downwards, I wrapped my lips around her hard clit and sucked on it while I slid two fingers into her cunt and fucked her. She screamed out,"Oh yes! I'm going to cum! Please don't stop!!" as she filled my mouth with her juices. What a thick sweet taste I thought, as I swallowed it all.
I rose up – her juices covering my face – and leaned down to kiss her deeply. As our tongues played with each other, she could taste herself and she grinned; "Now, I want you inside me!" she whispered. I lifted her legs until they rested on my upper arms and teased her open pussy with the corona of my raging cock. I don't remember ever feeling so turned on or so hard. The precum was just streaming out and my cock slid so easily into Julie's waiting cunt. I paused for a few seconds to let her get used to me – I am a little wide although not terribly long (only about 7"). However, Julie wouldn't wait and with her long sexy legs clamped around me, pulled me into her until my balls slapped her ass cheeks. She sighed with contentment – as did I as she squeezed me tightly with her pussy muscles.
"Fuck me long and hard, Bob! I want you to cum inside me – I need to feel your hot spunk now!" With that I started slow and deep strokes – pulling almost all the way out and then slowly pushing as deep as I could go. Julie started to meet each of my strokes and reached up to pull me down for a series of deep kisses as we picked up the pace. Soon I was moving so fast and she was gushing around my cock - we were making more and more noise and both cried out in unison, "I'm going to cum! Can't hold any longer."
With one final lunge forward until I could feel my cock hit her cervix, I started to cum again and again. Julie squeezed and milked my cock until she had drained every last drop.
I finally eased her legs to the bed and, as my cock softened and withdrew from her, I lay down beside her. She curled up in my arms as she pulled a sheet over us. We were both breathing fast and ragged but soon we calmed down enough to talk.
"Thanks, my love," I said. "But this is not something we should have done."
"Bob, do you remember the dances we had at my wedding reception?" she asked. I answered in the affirmative not sure where this was leading.
"Well, when we were dancing, you were very turned on and I could feel your cock hard against me. I was so turned on I could stop looking over at you! Ever since then, I have dreamed of the time when we could be together. When Jenny was born, John wanted me to bottle feed her right away but I wanted to feel the excitement of someone sucking my nipples several times a day; and I always imagined it was you! Now my dream has come true thanks to your opportune visit and John's absence"
I smiled over at her and drew her close in a kiss and we then curled together and fell into a dreamless sleep.
For the balance of my visit, I continued to help Julie with her milk overflow and we continued to make love several times each day. When it came time to leave – a week before John was due home – I promised to keep in touch with Julie and gave her my office phone number to call me anytime during the day if she wanted to talk. To this day, we talk several times a week and I plan to visit again in a couple of months when John goes on his next prolonged trip. Julie has kept Jenny on the breast for just such an occasion!
It has been two and a half months now since my last visit to John and Julie and to enjoy the new baby. Jenny was now a little over five months old and I knew from my last call from Julie about two weeks ago that she was still on the breast. True to her word, Julie had kept Jenny breast-feeding as long as possible.
I was about to go out for the day when my telephone rang and when I picked it up, it was Julie. "Bob," she said. "I just learned that John is travelling overseas for two months next week to set up a new division for his company. Would you like to come and stay with Jenny and I?" It took me all of a few seconds to answer in the affirmative and she told me she would call for my flight arrival just after John left on his trip. I immediately booked a trip and waited for her call.
Ten days later, Julie greeted me at the airport with an enthusiastic embrace and kiss as she held Jenny on her hip. After I had picked up Jenny, we walked arm-in-arm to get my baggage and piled into Julie's car for the trip home. As soon as we arrived and I had settled my bags into Julie and John's room (we both knew without speaking that I would be sleeping there), I joined Julie and Jenny in the nursery where the baby was receiving her afternoon meal. Immediately thereafter, she would be put down for her nap. I took my position next to mom and babe in the matching rocker and gazed lovingly at the hungry sucking of the baby's lips around Julie's thick nipple. I reached over and turned Julie's head towards me and brushed my lips softly along her jawbone to her ear where I whispered "It's so good to be here with you again my love".
As her head turned into mine and we shared a kiss – gentle at first and then with a bit more urgency – Julie moaned into my mouth as the sensations of having her nipple tugged on and my kiss combined. I reached down and laid my hand in her lap under the reclining baby and pressed her mound while continuing the kiss. Fortunately, Jenny had dozed off and I removed my hand so that Julie could tuck the babe in for her nap. After brushing a loving kiss on Jenny's forehead, Julie took my hand and led me down the hall to her (our) bedroom. The sheers were pulled across the French doors leading to the balcony and a slight summer breeze billowed them inward.
Julie melted into my arms and with her arms around my neck, pulled me into a passionate kiss. As our tongues danced in each other's mouths, she reached behind me and pulled my ass hard into her. As she felt the hardness of my erection rubbing against her, she pulled all 135 lbs and five and a half feet up my body wrapping her legs around my waist. I cupped her firm ass in my hands and, without breaking the kiss, we staggered to the king size bed. When my knees hit the edge of the mattress, I lowered her – not too smoothly, I'm afraid – onto the top sheet. Without taking my eyes off her intense blue eyes, I stepped back and slowly unbuttoned my silk shirt and shrugged it to the floor. Undoing my belt, I unclasped my pants and let them fall to the floor after kicking off my loafers. My socks quickly followed and I stood there in my bikini briefs with the glistening tip of my cock protruding from the waistband. Julie held out her arms and I lowered myself to lie on top of her. Our lips met and we once again began the long preamble to our lovemaking by kissing each other everywhere above the neckline for at least 30 minutes. Although we were both very aroused, we knew that the longer the foreplay lasted, the more intense the results.
Julie rolled me onto my back and sat astride my hips. She slowly teased my cock by rotating her hips. She was still wearing the short pleated skirt and cotton shirt she had been wearing when she picked me up at the airport a couple of hours ago. As she shifted on my cock, she spread her skirt wider and pulled the front up high enough for me to see her smooth pussy - she was wearing no panties - and I felt her wetness soaking my briefs and through to my erect and straining cock. She slowly unfastened the button of her shirt and let it slide down her arms to the bed. She was wearing a lacy white bra through which her hard nipples could be seen. She was also leaking milk from her still full breasts and it created a transparency to the cups of her bra. I was licking my lips in anticipation when she unclasped the bra at the front and pulled it back. Her full tits with the inviting nipples protruding stood proudly on her thrust out chest and I started to sit up to take then in my mouth.
Julie wanted to be in control this time, and pushed me back on the bed. She slid down my body, trailing kisses as she went. She paused for a second and swirled her tongue around my nipples and then nipped and sucked on them until they became hard and full with blood. How did she know that this is such an erogenous zone for me? I loved to have my nipples sucked on and often, when I was trying to pleasure myself, would tweak them until the feeling drove into my cock!
As she slid lower on my body – circling my navel with her pointed tongue – she slipped her fingers into the waistband of my briefs and slid them off my legs. She then stood and unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the floor. She stood at the side of the bed in all her naked glory with an enigmatic smile playing across her lips. She whispered to me "Lift your legs to your chest, my darling!" As I did, she crawled onto the bed and lowered her head to my clean-shaven balls and run her tongue around them and then took them into her warm mouth and very gently rolled them around while her tongue laved me! My cock twitched and hardened even more and precum was oozing almost continuously from it. Her mouth released my ball sack and her hot tongue continued down until I felt it touch my sphincter and I groaned with the feeling she was giving me. She was rimming my most sensitive ass and it felt sooo spectacular. Her hands spread my ass cheeks and her tongue probed at me until I relaxed enough that it slipped inside me. She started to fuck my ass with her tongue and every time she went in a little more - I wanted to reach down and stroke my cock, it was throbbing so much. On the other hand, I wanted her to continue so I pulled my legs higher still and spread them to give her more access.
After about ten minutes of almost excruciatingly joyous treatment, she helped me lower my legs to the bed and crawled up to share a deep kiss with me. I could taste the bittersweet taste of my inner reaches on her tongue and it wasn't at all unpleasant.
She lowered her head to my cock and with her tongue pointed and hard, she probed my pee hole drawing out copious amounts of precum, which she sucked off. "Yum!" she said in a husky voice. Her warm hot mouth opened to take the head of my cock inside and her tongue played with the underside of my sensitive glans. As I oozed more and more precum, she continued to swallow it all. Slowly, she engulfed more of my cock until all 7" was buried in her mouth. Her eyes looked up at me to check on my reaction and then, still watching me closely, started to pull her mouth almost all the way out and then plunge it to the back of her throat again.
This went on for several minutes until I started to tense up and cried out " Baby, I'm going to cum if you keep that up! Oh please, not yet!" With her thumb and forefinger, she exerted just enough pressure below my cock head to take the pressure off. She then repeated the cycle for at least another 20 minutes – it felt like an eternity. I begged her to let me cum but she just shook her head slowly. Finally she released my cock (which felt as hard as steel) and held on to it firmly to keep me from cumming.
She then straddled my hips and spreading her wet vulva lips wide, started to rub herself and pull on her clit until she was quite literally soaking me with her cum. She sped up the self-expression until she did her wonderful ejaculation, spraying my body, upper legs and cock with her cum. Now that we were both fully lubricated, she grasped my cock and lowered her cunt lips to the hard gleaming tip and dropped herself in one movement to fully impale her self to the fullest.
As my cock hit her cervix, we both cried out and I pulled her close enough to allow her full breast to reach my mouth. As she remained still on my cock – but clenching the walls of her pussy in a milking motion – I started to run her nipple between my teeth until the first warm milk sprayed into my mouth. Swallowing every drop greedily, I moved my hand to her other breast and pulled and twisted the nipple as I moved that breast closer to the one in my mouth. I felt the second breast spray its sweet nectar all over my face and neck and this was enough for Julie. She pulled her tits away from my ministrations, sat up and started to ride my cock. As she did, she grabbed both of her tits and squeezed then furiously sending warm streams of milk over my chest and as far as my mouth. Her speed increased as she rose and fell on my cock and I reached down to stoke her clit – now swelling so much, it protruded outside her labia – on her down strokes.
I felt my balls tighten and my cock swell inside her and she fell forward on my chest as her orgasm swept through her. Mine was close on following hers and I started to cum over and over again inside her. With each fresh spurt, her cunt grabbed my cock along its length as if she was going to pull every last drop of my being from me.
With a deep sigh, I whispered in her ear "I love you, my darling Jules!"
"And I love you, Daddy!" she said.
With that, we rolled over and dozed in each other's arms until the crying of Jenny awoke us. Julie went into the nursery, changed the baby and then brought her into our bed where we sat up against our pillows and the baby went to one breast while I gently massaged the other.
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