章節 2669: NAUGHTY NEXTDOOR NIECE
That young lady living nextdoor was driving me crazy! The girl wasn't even all that pretty. Why, she was a little too skinny, she was short, and her long, curly-blond hair was an everlastingly entangled tousled mess! And, she was young. Hell, she was way, way too young!
As a man of 40 years in age, I had no damn business looking at a teenaged girl
with lust in my eyes. Ok, so she has just turned 19 which means she's 'legal', but burn my wicked eyes in hell, she's the youngest-looking 'fuck-legal' teenager I've ever seen! If I wasn't familiar with the date of her birth, I might guess she was nowhere near that old.
Surely, only 'dirty old men' look at young girls with lustful cravings in their eyes. If only I hadn't seen the young lady naked. If only I hadn't touched her enticingly irresistible nude body. And more importantly, if only I hadn't fucked her! But, curse my wicked soul to hell's fires, I did, I fucked my innocent, young niece!
Two days ago, I had gone next door to return my sister's book of recipes. I'd lived next door to my sister Betsy and her husband for years. Betsy had one of the best cookbook libraries around. Unlike most men, I liked to cook. My ladyfriends liked for me to cook for them. After feeding one of them a good meal, I'd usually get a really nice reward in return. A fine hot pussy and a couple of tits, mixed with a heaping helping of engorged man-meat cock, made an excellent recipe for dessert. Served at room temperature, this dessert would be topped-off with an orgasmic portion of steaming hot cock-cream mixed with a cupful of sizzling pussy-juices.
I am a confirmed bachelor, always had been and plan to stay that way. I've got no wife or kids and don't want either. When I was a kid, a bachelor lived across the street. Most of the kids in the neighborhood thought he might be a queer cocksucker, but I never knew the truth for sure. I hope the kids around here don't think that about me. I play for the men's team. I like pussies and nice-firm clits. I like nipples and silky-soft tits.
Whatever it is the kids think about me, it doesn't keep them from coming over to swim in my pool. Mine is the nicer of the two pools in the neighborhood. When the kids come over they call me Mister Jim. They don't call me Mister Spencer. They feel that would be too formal. They don't call me Jim. They feel that to be too informal.
Now, two days ago I stopped at my sister's back door and knocked. No one answered. The screen door opened to my pull and I went in. I called out for Betsy or her husband Tom, but heard no response. I did hear a hairdryer humming deep in the house. I approached the sound and saw the bathroom door cracked open a little. I pushed it open more.
Well, someone was drying their hair, that's for sure, but it wasn't Betsy and it wasn't Tom. It was that oldest teenage daughter of theirs. It was their innocent, virginal young girl-child. I knew her to still be a virgin because her mother had told me so. I supposed that's a thing a mother would know.
'Peggy' was the girl's name and Peggy was standing there 'jaybird-naked' trying to dry and comb her tangled-blond hair. I could tell she had just stepped from the shower. Her glistening-nude body was dripping-wet and covered with sparkling droplets of bathwater.
Now, I guess I should have turned away and closed the door behind me, but I didn't. I just stood there gawking and staring in awestruck amazement. The girl might be short and skinny, she might be young and not all that pretty, but damn she had a well-toned feminine body! I knew for a fact that Peggy was really into sports. Track and field events were her favorite. She'd been running and jumping in completions for years. She had just recently won a prestigious statewide marathon.
I just stood without moving and intently looked at the body of a naked young girl. I only had a side view as she faced the mirror over the vanity table. While short and skinny, I reckoned her legs to be undeniably shapely. They started at her petite feet and went all the way up to her ass. Why, her ass wasn't skinny at all! Yet, it wasn't fat either. Surprisingly, it was a finely-shaped ass for a small, pint-sized girl!
From my angle, I couldn't see my niece's pubic mound. I couldn't even tell if the color of her bush matched the color of her tangled-blond hair. Her arms were working up and down briskly brushing her hair, so I had only quick pictures of her young breasts. I couldn't tell if her tits were big or small.
Suddenly, her thick bath towel slipped from the vanity table where it lay and fell to the floor. Peggy stood flatfooted and bent from the hips to pick it up. Her finely-shaped ass was pointing back towards me. I caught my breath. Wow, the girl's ass was even nicer than I thought! My attention moved to the seductive crevasse below her ass crack. Her legs were spread, leaving the virginal pussy mound completely exposed. Again, my breath was taken away.
I found the answer as to whether or not the hair color on her head matched the color of the bush between her legs. The color was yet to be determined! The young lady didn't have any pubic hair at all! Her pussy was bare, it was nude, and it was beyond-belief stunningly beautiful!
In the brief few seconds she was bent over, I gazed at the puffed pussy lips and the slit splitting the magnificent pussy mound in half. I didn't see a protruding clit. My mind surmised that the bulging slit was covering and concealing the mysteriously hidden clit.
Peggy stood back up and resumed drying her damp, unruly hair. I was left with a puzzling mystery in my mind. I talked silently to myself, "Surely my niece doesn't shave her pussy? She might be 19, but as a virgin, she doesn't need to shave for a guy. Well, maybe she does have a guy, one that likes shaved pussies. Some of the ladies I know shave their mounds for me. They know I prefer a nude pussy mound to a hairy, bush-covered one."
Another thought entered my mind. I recalled a magazine article I'd read which had a study about pubescent-aged girls. The author had talked about how an active lifestyle can delay the onset of puberty. This happens to active girls like gymnasts. Some of those girls don't reach their pubic maturity until they are past their teen years. Could the same be true about female track stars? Peggy was certainly an energetic, athletically active girl. She never walked when she could run. She hardly ever sat still.
When I thought a little more about it, I realized that this girl's trim figure and short, lean profile reminded me of one of those petite gymnasts that run and tumble at the summer Olympics. I often watched their athletic routines on TV with a hard-on in my pants. Those little girls really turned me on. More than once, I'd taken out my cock and pumped my meat until streams of steaming, milky-white semen had coated the table in front of my couch.
I saw that this petite girl had finished drying her hair and had laid the hair dryer aside. She made one last futile attempt to brush the intertwined tangles from her hair. Her curly, blond locks showed no signs of cooperation. Annoyed, she tossed the brush aside in a gesture of surrender.
I was not prepared when Peggy suddenly turned towards the door. Neither was she. We both involuntarily jumped in startled astonishment.
Surprisingly, Peggy quickly recovered. She did not scream and she did not faint. She found her voice, and spoke, "Oh, Uncle Jim, it's just you."
Although she was surprised, my young niece was making no attempt to cover herself up. She did not reach for the towel at her side. She had not turned away from me in shameful embarrassment. She made no move with her arms or hands to cover her naked pussy or breasts.
Before I found my own voice, I took a few seconds for my eyes to make a quick visual exploration of her teen body. From this frontal view, I could tell that my initial assessment of her pubic mound was correct. She didn't have a single hair covering her pussy! Not even one! Her pussy mound was completely bare!
Although she didn't have hair on her pussy, she did have tits on her chest. While the tits had not reached the full maturity of pubic perfection, they were nonetheless very nice. I'd guess each mound would probably fit perfectly inside a coffee cup. They stood up like perky, decorative Christmas tree ornaments. Dime-size pink nipples and half dollar-size pale areolas completed the picture. Oh, what a pretty picture they made!
Before I had pushed open the bathroom door, my cock had been lying peacefully dormant inside my jeans. At the first sight of naked feminine flesh, it had awakened. When Peggy bent over for the towel, it stiffened. When she turned to face me, it grew fully engorged. I now desperately needed to reach down and move it to a more comfortable position inside my pants, but I didn't dare, not with her staring at me!
Finally, I spoke, "Peggy, I'm sorry I came in like this. I came to return your mom's recipe book. The screen door was not locked, so I came in. I didn't know it was you in here taking a bath. I didn't know you'd be naked!"
Peggy could see my discomfort from the mistake I had made. She spoke to put my mind at ease, "Oh, don't worry about it Uncle Jim. In fact, I guess it's my own fault. I should have locked the door when Mom and Dad left to go to the movies. I think they were going to see an X-rated one, so I didn't want to go with them."
I was feeling guilty for watching her without her consent, so I couldn't let her take all of the blame. I said, "Well, I shouldn't have come in without waiting for somebody to answer the door."
Peggy giggled and replied with humor in her voice, "I didn't hear you knocking, but even if I had I don't usually answer the door when I'm strip-stark-naked like I am now."
I now laughed too and said, "That's probably a good policy. You never know when some pervert might come to the door. He sure would have gotten himself an eyeful today!"
Again, Peggy giggled. She then spoke in a more-serious tone, "Oh, hey, I just remembered something. Mom told me that if I saw you I was to give you a new cookbook she bought the other day."
Peggy walked out of the bathroom. She didn't pick up her clothes and put them on and she didn't reach for the towel. She brushed past me still wearing nothing but her beautifully-proportioned birthday-suit. She made no attempt to conceal her nudity.
I followed her out into the hallway and watched as she headed for the kitchen. Her body was indeed well-toned and firm, but her sexy ass had a nice jiggle and shake. I recalled a couple of epithets boys sometimes use when watching girls asses. I spoke them silently inside my head, "You want fries with that shake? It must be jelly, because jams don't jiggle like that!"
We reached the kitchen and Peggy searched for the book. She opened the door to a lower cabinet and bent over to look in. Again, her legs were spread enough to give a good rear-few look at her pretty pussy mound.
Again, I was pleasantly thrilled at the erotically stimulating sight. Thankfully, I'd been able to straighten out my bulging cock while watching her ass jiggle down the hall.
She didn't find the book in the lower cabinet so she searched elsewhere. Finally, she looked up to see it on a higher cabinet shelf. Softly she said, "Well, there it is. Uncle Jim, can you give me a boost up? It's too high for me to reach."
I glanced up to where she was looking. I wasn't all that tall myself, only 5-foot-10, but I could have easily reached the shelf myself. I didn't even try. Instead, I stood behind my niece, placed my hands on her slim waist, and lifted her nude, featherweight, 4-foot-9 body easily. The crack of her naked ass wrapped around the stiffened shaft straining my jeans.
Peggy pulled the book from the cabinet, yet I didn't immediately set her down. I held her ass against my cock for a few seconds longer than necessary. I then loosened my grip and her body slid down against me. As her feet touched the floor, my hands brushed against the curves of her young breasts. Unconsciously, my hands reached farther around and lightly touched her nipples. She didn't pull away, but I did. Unbelievably, the girl didn't tell me to stop, but I told myself to.
Peggy turned toward me with the cookbook in her hands, but she didn't hand it to me. Instead, she took it to the kitchen table and laid it down. She pulled out a chair, looked at me and said, "Uncle Jim, will you sit here for a minute? I want to show you a recipe Mom and I like."
Well, I didn't know what to do, so I did as I was told. Following my niece's instructions, I sat at the table. Peggy didn't immediately join me. She turned and walked towards the refrigerator quickly explaining, "I'll be right back. I've got the 'munchies' and I need something to eat."
I watched as she jiggled her sweet, sexy ass across the floor and opened the door to the fridge. She reached in, and pulled out a jar of dill pickles. I knew Peggy was crazy about dill pickles and had been since she was a baby. Neither her mom nor dad liked them. Only one other person in the family did. It was me.
Peggy brought the jar back to the table and stood beside me. She seemed completely oblivious to her nudity. She opened the jar and pulled out one of the long, fat, green, sour-pickles. It came to my mind that the pickle looked like an elongated, curved, green-alien cock. The girl put the alien cock into her mouth and sucked.
Oh, shit! Damn me, I was wanting that to be my own throbbing cock in her hot, young mouth! Unconsciously, my arm reached out and my hand settled on Peggy's back. I only applied a little pressure, yet the girl moved. But, she didn't move away. Unbelievably, she stepped between my legs and sat on my right leg.
Peggy had opened the cookbook and was showing me the recipe and telling me all about it. I was only half-listening. With my right hand on her back, my left hand found her belly. I think she was telling me about how easy it was to fix a meal using the recipe, when my right hand touched her ass and my left hand cupped a tit. The girl in my lap was still talking as I found a nipple with my fingers. I massaged the tit and nipple and then reached to do the same with the other.
At some point Peggy had stopped talking. She wasn't saying a word and neither was I. I had lifted her off my leg and sat her in my lap astride both my legs with her back against my chest. Both of my hands were now cupping tender young breasts. Her skin was warm and silky-soft. An electric current flowed from them into my hands. I felt shockwaves pulsating through the fully-erect shaft of my cock. My engorged erection was pressed firmly the girl's naked back and ass.
Still, no words were spoken. I could wait no longer. My right hand reached lower to cup the girl's virginal vaginal mound. I found a magical treasure. Peggy's pussy was warmer and softer than the breasts were. My hands were merrily playing with a pussy and they were playing with tits. Did this girl know that these were my favorite things in the world to play with and touch?
I massaged Peggy's pussy mound gently. I couldn't believe that this little girl's pussy was full enough to fill my hand, but it was! I kept one hand cupped to a tit and one cupped to her pussy. I then rotated hands. I was giving each young tit equal-time play. My hands and fingers were giving her pussy double-time play.
My hands grew more insistent. They were squeezing, tugging, and pulling the tender young pussy flesh. My fingers began searching for her clit and vaginal opening. Using both hands, I spread the puffed pussy lips with the fingers of one and found the clit with the fingers of the other. The girl's pussy-glory-hole eluded me. I couldn't enter with my fingers. The vaginal opening was a little too dry. I remembered then that despite Peggy's age, she had not yet reached the full ripeness of pubic maturity. Her pussy had not yet been through a menstrual cycle. Therefore, her pussy hole had very little natural vaginal lubrication.
I let go of her pussy with my right hand and put two fingers in my mouth. I filled my fingers with moisture. I reached again for her pussy mound. My wet fingers found the clitoral jewel they sought. Now I was able to flick it, to tease it, and to bring it to heightened erection.
Peggy squirmed in my lap and gave a soft moan. As her head leaned back against my chest, I took the middle finger of my left hand into my mouth. I moistened the finger liberally. I reached for the girl's elusive, dry pussy hole. My lubricated finger easily found entrance. My finger moved in lazy circles inside the warm vaginal cavity. Peggy arched her back and moaned again. My finger became more aggressive in its explorations. It plunged deep and hit an obstruction.
Peggy gasped in pain. My finger backed away a little. I had hit the tender membrane of this girl's hymen. It was then I knew for sure that the girl's mother was right. Her daughter was a virgin! I had my sister's innocent, virginal daughter strip-stark-naked sitting in my lap. I was playing with my niece's 'never-before-touched' pussy and tits.
I pulled my finger out of the girl's enticingly tempting pussy hole and moved my hands away from her pussy and tits. With them resting on her belly I buried my face in the silky-soft warmth of her freshly washed blond curls. I kissed her head, I kissed her cheek, and I whispered into her ear, "Peggy, sweetheart, I'd better stop. Don't you think I should?"
The young girl-woman, Peggy, my sweet virginal niece, answered hastily, "No! Oh, Uncle Jim you don't have to stop. I don't want you to! I've never been touched like this. I like it. Oh, I love it! Please don't stop!
What was I to do? What was I to say? The naked girl in my lap and the hard cock in my pants clouded my judgment. Finally, my mind found some words, "But, Peggy, wouldn't you rather have a young boy touching you, maybe someone from school, or maybe someone from the neighborhood?"
She answered adamantly, "No, Uncle Jim, I wouldn't rather have a boy! I'd rather have you touch me! I trust you. You've always been so sweet to me. I know you'd never hurt me. I love you a lot! Besides, the boys don't pay much attention to me. They think I'm too short, too skinny, and not pretty like other girls. And, my boobs are not big like boys want!"
Now, it was my turn to speak adamantly, "Sweetie, boys are sometimes stupid! Why, girl, you're prettier than you think! And doll-baby, your boobs are just fine the way they are! My hands certainly do like them and so do my eyes. Babe, you're a very sexy young lady! If the boys could see you like I'm seeing you, I'd have to fight them off with a stick!"
Peggy giggled and laughed. She twisted and wiggled on my lap. She looked at me with innocent eyes and whispered softly, "Uncle Jim, would you want to kiss me on the lips? I've never been kissed. Will you please kiss me the way a man kisses a woman?"
I looked into her pleading eyes. I saw her partly-open, oval-shaped mouth and her puffy-pink lips. How could I resist? She lifted her head and I leaned toward her. My lips gently touched hers. Our lips were dry. I moistened my tongue and licked her bottom lip then did the same to the top one. Her lips still had the lingering sweet-sour taste of dill pickles. I kissed her again. This time our lubricated lips met with sweet, wet, shattering passion. I found her tongue and she found mine. Our tongues dueled and teased playfully. My tongue found the inside of her mouth and hers found mine. I was tongue-fucking her mouth and she was tongue-fucking mine.Peggy reached for the top button of my shirt. She unbuttoned it and then the next and the next button. She pulled the shirt from my pants and off my shoulders. Again, she squirmed in my lap. Her arms reached around my neck and mine went around her back. I pulled her close, as close as could be. Her naked chest molded against mine. Again, our lips touched and our mouths feverishly fought with impassioned fervor.
I reached to pull her arms from my neck and I pushed her back against the kitchen table. She caught and steadied herself with her arms. My eyes begged to see her tits and my hands begged to touch them. I reached to cup the two pretty, peach-shaped breasts. My hands and fingers frolicked and played, squeezing and teasing each nubile nectarine. My lips begged to taste their sweet nectar.
I reached behind Peggy and pushed the cookbook aside. I put my hands under her armpits and bodily lifted her and sat her on the table between my legs. As she leaned back on her arms, I leaned forward and my mouth closed on an erect nipple. The sweet, adolescent bud stiffened inside my mouth. My tongue teased and my mouth sucked. My mouth found the other delectable nipple. The naked, fleshy tissue of each pubescent breast became a playground for my hands, my mouth, and my tongue.
Peggy moaned and arched her back thrusting her magnetic mammary mounds tightly against my mouth. Her voice became a husky whisper, "Oh, Uncle Jim, that feels good. I didn't know a man could make my tits feel this good."
I moved up to capture her lips in another passionate slippery-wet kiss. Again, our tongues mouth-fucked each other until we could hardly catch our breath. Finally, words came forth between my heavy breaths, "Peggy, baby, there are other places where I can touch you that will feel even better. Do you want me to touch you there with my mouth and tongue?"
She quickly replied, "Oh yes, Uncle Jim I do! Please touch me anywhere you want to. Do anything you want. I want it! I want it! I do!"
Well, I wanted it too, yet I knew I had to be careful. This sex-play might be ok, but I had no intention of fucking my innocent young niece. I wouldn't let this go that far. At 19, my niece needed to give her virginal maidenhood to someone near her own age. At 40, I was too old to be deflowering adolescent virgins. I knew I needed to keep my demanding cock out of my still-maturing niece's pussy. Uncles don't put their cocks into their naïve niece's pussies.
But, this uncle had his sexy young niece lying naked on a table before him. Temptation was overpowering my senses. I moved away from her tender, tasty, tantalizing mouth and lips. My mouth again ravished her breasts. I then moved lower and found the silky-softness of her abdomen. I kissed and licked the sweet, feminine flesh. I found her bellybutton and made a tickling, teasing exploration.
My eyes moved lower to view the feminine glory they sought. I stared at my niece's pussy in awe and amazement. Nothing is so irresistible to a man than tender, young feminine flesh. Peggy had the most beautiful teen pussy I'd seen since my own teenage years. Not one vaginal hair covered her flesh. Every inch was nude and fully exposed. Her freshly-showered pussy mound had the faint smell of 'girlie-girl' soap mixed with a musky-sex aroma. This virginal mound awaited sexual awakening. I was just the man to arouse it!
My mouth kissed the puffed pussy lips and they stiffened in excitement. My lips sought the crevasses between her thighs and the lips of her pussy. My lips kissed and they licked. My fingers closed around the pussy lips and spread them apart. Peggy's clit lay exposed and inviting. My cock stiffened as my lips closed around this clitoral prize. Her pubescent clit had not grown to its full size of pubic maturity, yet its petite innocence was all the more tantalizing. My tongue found her pee hole. I licked and teased and vainly attempted entry. I knew the pee hole was too small, yet I tried my best to stimulate pleasure. When Peggy's hips began squirming and wiggling, I knew I had been successful.
I attacked the clit with more zest. My tongue began making slow, lazy circles around the now fully-erect vaginal protrusion. My mouth joined in and I captured the clit with my lips and tugged and teased. I kissed, I licked, and I sucked. I found the tender, fleshy tissue between the clit and the outer pussy lips.
Peggy moaned softly and then moaned again louder. Her hips were quivering. Her voice spoke in a husky whisper, "Oh God, Uncle Jim that feels nice. Oh my... Oh my... Oh God, it feels good. Uncle Jim, you're driving me crazy!"
My voice, too, spoke in a husky, sexual tone, "I'm glad you like it Peggy, honey. I like doing this a lot. Girl, you've got the prettiest, sexiest pussy I've ever seen! Damn, I love it, I do!"
Just to prove it, I kissed the girl's glorious pussy mound again. I spread the pussy lips. This time, I bypassed the erect, stimulated clit. It was the vaginal hole I sought. Peggy had raised her legs and spread them wider. The pretty-pink opening to the feminine hole was mine to enjoy. My tongue teasingly touched the tender pink vaginal opening.
Peggy's young-pussy taste was wonderful. It tasted like sex. It smelled like sex. My tongue explored deeper. Her pubescent vaginal cavity had only a limited bit of feminine wetness. My tongue found moisture in abundance in my mouth and transferred it into her pussy. My tongue circled around and around savoring every delicious touch.
I cupped my tongue to make it stiffer and plunged it even deeper into the glory-hole that was my niece's pussy. My tongue pushed against the barrier wall that was her hymen. I tenderly tested its resistance. It held firm. I had no intention of bursting my niece's virginal 'cherry', not with my tongue, and most certainly not with my cock. But, this didn't mean I couldn't tongue-fuck her pussy. That's what I was doing. My stiffened tongue thrust in and out, in and out.
Peggy's hips bucked to meet each thrust of my tongue. She was moaning and cooing with sexually awakened delight. Her words confirmed her arousal, "Oh, my goodness...! Oh, my God...! Oh, goddamn...! Oh, hell...! Oh, Uncle Jim, that feels unbelievably good! Oh, shit...!"
I took my tongue out of my niece's pussy and kissed the tender sweetness of her feminine mound. I sat up in my chair and pulled Peggy into a sitting position on the kitchen table. I reached for her lips and she reached for mine. We exchanged numerous slippery-wet kisses before I said, "Peggy, sweet baby, you shouldn't be using bad words like that! Why, I've never heard you use a cussword in your whole life! It just doesn't seem right coming from your innocent mouth."
Peggy had a quick and stern response to my admonition, "Uncle Jim, you're the one making me use cusswords! You're driving me crazy! I've never used those words before. But, I've never done a lot of things that I'm doing now! I've never been naked with a man. I've never been touched by a man. I've never had my favorite uncle touch my tits and pussy with his hands. I've never had his tongue, or lips, or mouth kiss me and play with me like you do. My pussy feels like it is on fire!"
I smiled at her, winked, and whispered in a seductively, teasing voice, "Peggy, doll, do you want me to stop doing things to your tits and pussy?"
She nearly screamed her answer, "Hell no! Don't you dare! Damn, now you've made me cuss again! But, don't you dare stop or I'll cuss at you like a drunken sailor!"
So, I didn't stop. I reached again for her tits and buried my head in the cleavage of her chest. My mouth found the nipples and the ripening peaches that were her breasts. The taste buds of my mouth began sensing more than the intoxicating, natural-feminine flavor of naked female flesh. Peggy must have dripped some of the sour dill pickle juice onto her tits. The combined pickle-tit taste was exhilarating.
I lifted my head from her tantalizing tits. From the corner of my eye, I saw the still-opened jar of pickles sitting on the table. My fingers reached to pull one of the long, dripping-wet, mouth-watering dills from the jar. I touched the pickle to one nipple and then to the other. I spread the sour juices all around the nubile nubs and the curvaceous tits. My mouth clamped onto each tit and hungrily devoured the slippery, sour juices. The sweetness of her naked flesh mixed with the pickle sourness to become a recipe for sexual intoxication.
I pushed Peggy back onto her back. There was another recipe I wanted to try. I had tasted pickled tits and I now wondered how pickled pussy would taste. I dipped the dill back in the jar to get more juice and smeared the tart-tasting liquid all over her pussy mound. My mouth watered with impatience and anticipation. I dove in head first. With a hunger born deep within my erect, throbbing cock, I ate the girl's pickled pussy. I kissed, licked, and sucked with a ravenous appetite. Spreading Peggy's pussy lips wide, I tried pickled clit. I was savoring the most delicious serving of pussy I'd ever had. Oh, damn it was delectably delicious!
My fingers found my niece's pink pussy hole. I touched the pickle to the opening, stretched the feminine flesh, and slid the pickle in. Peggy gasped for breath. I knew the pickling spices were probably stinging her tender flesh, but I heard no complaints or protests. I slid the fat, green intruder deeper inside and the girl squirmed. She wiggled her hips and she moaned. I moved the vegetable cock in and out, in and out. Peggy's pussy muscles attempted to catch the pickled shaft and pull it in deeper. The stiffened alien rod rammed hard against her tender hymen. Peggy squealed!
Quickly, I pulled the pickle out and saw there was no blood on it. Thankfully, I had not penetrated her vaginal veil. With her hymen still intact, her virginity was saved. I knew I had to be careful to protect this girl's innocence.
Reluctantly, I left her pussy alone, raised her up, and kissed her with my pussy-flavored pickle-juice lips. It was now my turn to say a few cusswords, "Oh, goddamnit little girl! Hell Peggy, dear child, you're the one driving me crazy! My cock is so swollen, horny, and hard it's about to burst out of my pants!"
Peggy giggled uncontrollably. When she stopped, she said, "I'm glad I can make you horny. You've made me horny, too. I'm glad I can make your cock swell and get big and hard. I wish I could see it. Can I? I've never seen a man's penis before. Uncle Jim can I see yours, can I see your cock?"
Now, here was a question I was unprepared for. Did I dare let my cock loose from its safe confinement inside my pants? Did I dare allow the engorged shaft to be exposed to this innocent girl child? Could I trust it to behave itself? Could I trust myself? Could I trust her? Hadn't she already removed my shirt?
I came to the conclusion that I could no more resist this naked girl's pleading request than I could deny the lust in mind or the hard-on in my pants. I pushed my chair back from the kitchen table and gave her a softly whispered answer, "Yes doll, I guess you can see it."
Peggy's lithe, athletic body moved quickly. She sprang from the table and landed on her knees between my legs. Her hands settled on my chest and she leaned to kiss me there. I was glad my body was strong and hard. I felt as buff and healthy as I had when I was a much younger man.
Peggy's hands grew bolder. She pulled off my shoes and socks. She unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my jeans, and unzipped them. She grabbed a strong hold on each side and pulled down. They slid off my hips, over my legs, and off my feet. Peggy did all that and then sat back wide-mouthed and gazed. My imprisoned cock had sprung free from its captivity and the swollen, rigid shaft was pointing straight at her.
When Peggy spoke, it was with an emboldened feminine voice, "Oh, my God!
Oh, damn! Uncle Jim, it's beautiful! Oh, it's the prettiest thing I've ever seen in my life! How could anything in this world be so gorgeous? Wow! Hey, I can see blood running through big blue veins. I can see the blood racing and pulsating. I bet I could count your heartbeats if I was holding it."
Just to prove her point, this girl who had never even seen a cock, boldly reached out and grabbed mine. She grabbed on with a two-handed hold. Her fingers closed gently around the shaft and she started quickly counting, "One, two, three... I 'can' count your pulse, Uncle Jim! Oh my, it's beating awfully fast! Are you ok, Uncle Jim? I wouldn't want you to have a heart attack!"
I laughed aloud and reached to bury my fingers in Peggy's freshly-washed, tangled-blond hair. I spoke to reassure her, "Sweetheart, I'm fine. Luckily, I've got a strong, healthy heart. I'll let you in on a secret about a man's heartbeat. It just naturally gets faster when a sexy female has hold of his cock."
Peggy giggled and then asked, "You will be ok, no matter what I do? Can I do anything I want with it? I'd like to do some of the things you did to me. I want to make you feel what you made me feel. Ok?"
How could I resist her requests? I answered her questions, "Doll-baby, go for it, but you'd better be damn careful! Girl, I'm about ready to shoot my load!"
Peggy took me at my word. She went for it. She pushed my cock against my belly and kissed the shaft. She kissed it again and then laid her cheek against the length of the erect rod. She hugged and kissed it like it was a long-lost lover. Whispered words came from her mouth, "Oh, I love it! I love it so much! It's more magnificent than I could ever have imagined. Oh, Uncle Jim, I've been dreaming about what it would be like if you fucked my pussy with your cock, but now I know that I can't let you. Your cock is just too big! It wouldn't fit in my little pussy hole!"
Before I could argue the point about whether or not my cock would fit into her pussy, Peggy pulled down on the shaft. I had not been circumcised so the head of my cock popped out of my foreskin with the quickness of a Jack-in-a Box jumping from its spring-loaded enclosure. Peggy gasped in surprise. As I had done to her, she touched her tongue to my pee hole. She pushed and she prodded. Her tongue then touched the tender flesh of my cock-head and circled around and around. Her mouth then engulfed the whole head in a warm, wet oral embrace.
I nearly fainted. Good thing I was sitting down. I felt a hand playing with my balls as her mouth licked and sucked my cock. After several minutes of this exquisite torture, I grabbed a handful of tangled-blond hair and forcibly pulled her head away from my cock. I was panting heavily as I spoke, "Goddamn it Peggy, I told you to be careful! You don't want me to cum in your mouth! Slow down, babe! And, just where in the hell did you learn how to do that?"
Peggy wasn't offended by my stern admonishment, but she did slow down. While holding my cock tightly, she answered my question, "I guess I learned it from you, Uncle Jim. I'm just kissing, and licking, and sucking like you did to my pussy. Your cock's a lot different than my pussy, though. But, I'm not complaining because I love the difference! And, mister, you just go ahead and cum whenever you want! I won't care. Oh, hey, I about forgot something!"
The girl twirled around and reached for the jar of dill pickles. She picked out a slippery, juicy one. She turned back to me and rubbed the sour, slick shaft of the pickle up and down the hard, stiff shaft of my cock. She then kissed, and licked, and sucked all the pickle juice off. She pulled my foreskin back and rubbed pickle juice all around my cock-head. As the spicy, vinegary, dill juice began stinging my skin, Peggy's mouth captured the pickled meat and her tongue licked and teased. Her warm, wet, slippery mouth sucked my pickled cock vigorously.
It wasn't long until I felt molten fire building inside my throbbing testicle sack. Semen and sperm were boiling. A volcanic eruption was near. Again, I grabbed two hands full of tangled-blond hair and pulled back. It was almost too late. Liquefied, fiery lava entered my cock-shaft. Here it was compressed and heated.
The ensuing explosion rocked me. The most intense orgasm I'd ever had shot stream after stream of semen and sperm out of the hole where my niece's virginal tongue had just been. The first fiery torrent hit Peggy's wet tongue and pink lips. Amazingly, the girl didn't recoil in fear or revulsion. The second molten jet hit her chin and neck. The next shot sprayed her chest and tits. Surprisingly, Peggy directed the rest of the sizzling streams toward her belly and pussy.
Finally, I lay back in my chair exhausted. I'd never had such orgasmic delight in all my life. I looked at Peggy. The wanton girl child was smiling. I saw cooling liquid dripping from her mouth and chin. Her neck and chest were a sticky mess. Gooey globs of semen ran down her tits and dripped from her nipples. Her belly was covered with a glossy, glistening coating of man juice.
I reached down, picked up my sweet wild-child niece from the floor, and pulled her nude body against mine. Sticky, wet seminal fluids mixed with sour, sweet pickle juices were squeezed between the skins of our two tightly pressed naked bodies. I kissed Peggy and she kissed me. We kissed with the passionate zeal of lust and love. I tongue-fucked her mouth and she tongue-fucked mine. I savored the natural, feminine sweetness of her lips. I tasted the sourness of pickles and an unfamiliar sticky, salty flavor I knew to be semen.
I picked Peggy up, sat her back on the kitchen table, and pushed onto her back. I headed straight for her pussy. She had wanted me to feel good, so I would now do the same for her. I kissed her pretty, puffed pussy lips and the soft skin between her thighs and pussy. I spread her pussy lips and mercilessly ravaged her clit with a frenzy of kissing, licking, and sucking.
My cupped tongue found her pink pussy hole and savagely entered. I plunged deep and twirled the tongue around and around. With this stiffened oral shaft, I poked and prodded as deep as I dared. I licked the tender membrane of her hymen. I thrust in and out of the virginal vaginal cavity.
Peggy's hips squirmed, they wiggled, and they bucked. She moaned uncontrollably. Maybe she cried, or screamed, or cussed. I didn't stop to listen. I continued to mercilessly tongue-fuck my niece's pussy. Finally, her hips began to spasm with a series of erratic, violent thrusts upward to meet the slippery intruder violating her. Suddenly, female cum began spraying my face. I knew the girl was caught in the satisfying clutches of a blissful orgasm.
This time, I heard my niece's whimpering exclamations of unbearable joy. But, I wasn't yet finished with this curvaceous creature's torture. Giving my forbidden teen lover one orgasm wasn't enough for me. I continued my brutal pussy attack. Peggy cried and screamed as a series of multiple orgasms raced through her body and stole away her mind and soul.
Finally, Peggy's young feminine body could spasm with orgasmic elation no more. She lay back limp. Reaching out, I pulled the girl down into my lap astride my legs with her chest hugging mine. She was still panting from sexual exhaustion. I held onto her tightly. I didn't want to let go of my dear precious niece. I held her and gently rocked her. Time passed slowly.
After a while, I picked the sweet little lady up in my arms and cradled her against my chest. Kissed her softly, I whispered, "Peggy, baby, we need to take a shower. We've got a sticky mess all over us."
Peggy's baby-doll eyes focused directly on mine. I could see the slowly-fading passion draining from her face. I instinctively knew this virginal girl had just had her first sexual experience that ended with complete orgasmic satisfaction.
I carried this girl to the bathroom. I had to pee. Peggy had to pee, too. We peed together. She sat on the commode with her legs spread. I knelt before her. Our twin streams of amber-yellow fluid joined as one.A wicked, erotic, undeniable urge overcame my resistance. I directed my stream of warm pee towards her pristine pussy mound. I showered her pussy with comforting liquid warmth. Peggy leaned back, closed her eyes, smiled, and continued peeing.
We didn't take a simple shower. We took a bath, a long, hot, body-soothing bath. We each bathed the other's naked body. We kissed, we tickled, and teased. Our tender touches were reigniting sexual passion.
We talked in the tub. I was the first to speak words, "Honey, I guess you missed out on the X-rated movie you didn't want to watch with your mom and dad. But, I guess if we had a camera, we could have made one our own here at home."
Peggy giggled and laughed. She had the sweetest giggle and laugh I'd ever heard. I loved it, I loved her, and I knew she loved me. She giggled again and said, "Well, I guess we could have had a fine 'homemade' show. But, we couldn't have done it without your direction. You are a fine porn director."
A mischievously wicked thought entered my mine and came out through my lips, "Babe, have you ever seen a real porn movie? Would you want to see one?"
She didn't hesitate a second before she boldly answered, "Believe it or not, I've never seen one. But, Uncle Jim, I'd love to watch one with you! Do you have one? I'd like to see if I did everything right with you. Do you think I did?"
I answered her as quickly as she had answered me, "Girlie-girl, you don't need a porn movie to show you how! Damn babe, you're a natural! And yes, you did it right! Peggy, doll, that was the most mind-blowing 'blowjob' I've ever had! To answer your other question, yes I have a porn movie. Let's go to my house and you can see it."
We dressed quickly. I found out we still had time to watch the porno film. Betsy and Tom were going to dinner before going to the movie. Peggy's sister, 18-year-old Missy, was spending the night with a friend.
Peggy dressed in cut-off jean-shorts and a sleeveless, white tank top. She didn't bother with putting on a bra. Her peach-size tits didn't really require one. She saw me looking at her when she didn't put on a bra. She smiled at me, giggled, winked, and brazenly said, "You'll probably just take it off of me anyway!"
It was my turn to laugh. I responded just as brazenly, "Babe, if you leave everything here that I plan to take off you, then you'll leave here the way I first saw you in the bathroom. You'll be 'bare-ass' naked!"
Together, my niece and I went next door to my house. When we walked through the kitchen door, I closed and locked it. I didn't want someone to come in unexpectedly like I did at Peggy's. I led the girl to my bedroom, picked her up, kissed her, and threw her in the middle of my big bed. I put a porn movie in the DVD player and turned on my big-screen TV. I joined Peggy on the bed. I wrestled with her, kissed her, and fondled her tits.
Before I started the movie I said, "Peggy, I want to give you some info before we watch this. First of all, the porn guys always have 'huge' cocks. You'll think mine is not so big in comparison. Second, the women suck those big cocks for a long time before the guy cums. A real guy can't last that long. You should know this from sucking my cock. You almost ended up gagging on a mouthful of the cum which shot out of me. Third; the guys can fuck the women forever before cuming. Guys just can't really hold it that long."
I pulled Peggy over into a place between my legs. She sat with her back against my chest after I started the movie. The girl sat still with her gaze fixated on the screen. She saw cock-sucking, cunt-sucking, and pussy-fucking. My hands played with her tits. I pulled her top off and her shorts and panties. I stripped my own clothes off. I stopped the movie before it was halfway through.
Throwing Peggy flat on her back on the bed, I kissed her mouth, her tits, and her pussy. The naked girl in my bed and the TV porn had brought my cock back to life. It was stiff, erect, and fully engorged. I was desperate to fuck my innocent teenage niece, but I didn't dare! I was not going to deflower this virginal woman-child! No I wasn't!
I pushed myself away from the girl and lay on my back. Peggy jumped on top of me. This young woman's nubile nakedness pressed against me making me horny as hell! She kissed me with wet lips. Her tongue and mine teased and played. She rose up on her arms with her tits dangling in front of me. I grabbed the tantalizing, low-hanging nectarines and kissed them, licked them, and sucked them. Peggy scooted down in the bed and laid her hot, young pussy on my throbbing cock. She reached down, grabbed my swollen erectness, and placed it between her legs.
Oh, goddamn, I almost started to cum! More than anything in this world, I wanted my cock inside Peggy's pussy, but hell, couldn't do it! This was my niece! I used every ounce of willpower I had to push myself away from the seductive temptress. I jumped out of bed. Peggy looked at me with confusion. I could only think of one thing to say, "Hey girl, do you still have the 'munchies'? Let's go find something in the kitchen."
I picked the lightweight girl up, cradled her naked body in my arms, and carried her to the kitchen. I sat her on my sturdy kitchen table. This was the second kitchen table I'd had this naked girl on. I reached in the freezer, brought out ice cream, and spooned out two bowls full. I put butterscotch topping on each.
I handed Peggy a bowl and took a seat between her legs. We ate without speaking. I knew my niece liked butterscotch flavor, I did, too. Suddenly, I thought of what I had done with the pickles. I sure did like pickled tits and pickled pussy.
My eyes strayed to the open butterscotch topping jar. I dipped a finger into the gooey syrup and touched the sticky finger to a ripe, pink, pubescent nipple. My mouth licked the nubile nub then I smeared more butterscotch topping on the other nipple and coated both tits. My mouth, my lips, and my tongue sucked up every drop. Wow, butterscotch tits were much tastier than pickled tits!
I then wondered about butterscotch-flavored pussy. I just had to try it, so I pushed Peggy onto her back. As if reading my mind, the girl raised her legs and spread them open wide. I coated her nude vaginal mound with syrup. I licked and sucked the thick, amber-colored liquid from the soft, warm pussy. I spread the slippery pussy lips open and found the clit. My syrup-coated mouth had ample topping to cover the clit. My tongue tickled, and licked, and sucked her clit. Peggy's moans reminded me of those the woman made in the porn movie. I was glad my niece liked what I was doing. I liked it, too.
My next target was the pretty pink entrance to Peggy's glorious pussy hole. Her pubescent vaginal cavity didn't have a lot of natural moisture, but I knew this syrupy liquid would be a fine lubricant. I coated my tongue with topping and entered the hot hole. My tongue slipped in easily and began darting in and out. I was using my lubricated tongue to tongue-fuck my innocent niece's pussy. Peggy's hips wiggled and squirmed. Her moans intensified.
I stopped to let her settle down. I didn't want this sweet tasting girl to cum just yet. I knew that by now she must be going crazy with unfulfilled lust, because I was, too. Oh, damn, I loved butterscotch pussy!
Just to confirm my thoughts, Peggy spoke with a husky murmur, "Oh Uncle Jim that feels wonderful! You should be in a real porn movie! You really know how to make a girl feel good! Can I do you now? Can I suck your cock with butterscotch topping on it?"
Without awaiting an answer, the girl sprang from the table. She was again on her knees between my legs and had the jar of sweet topping in her hands. She smeared syrup on the length of my pulsating shaft. She licked and sucked it all off. She grabbed my cock and plunged it into the gaping mouth of the butterscotch jar. It came out dripping thick globs of syrupy topping. Her cock-hungry mouth captured my manhood. She sucked, she licked, and she mouth-fucked my cock.
I grabbed the horny little cocksucker's tangled-blond hair and pulled her head back forcibly. I spoke sternly, "Oh, goddamnit Peggy, I warned you to be careful! Do you want me to cum all over you again? Damn girl, if you touch me again, I'll get up from here and fuck you!"
Peggy jumped to her feet and threw her arms around my neck. Her butterscotch-coated mouth melted against my syrupy mouth in a sweet passionate kiss. She spoke to me as sternly as I had to her, "Please do! Please fuck me! Uncle Jim, I want you to fuck me! Fuck me just like the man did with the woman in your porn movie!"
Well, this wasn't a movie. This was real life. In real life, uncles don't fuck their nieces! No they don't! They just don't! But, contrary to this stated fact, I picked Peggy up from the floor, sat her back on the table, and pushed her to her back. I picked up the nearly-empty jar of butterscotch topping. I dipped two fingers in, scooped out plenty of slippery goo, and filled Peggy's virginal vaginal cavity with thick lubrication. For good measure, I applied additional butterscotch lubricant to my rigid, throbbing cock.
My mind was racing. I can't fuck my niece! My engorged cock entered her butterscotch-slick pussy hole. I can't fuck my virginal niece! My cock-head touched her tender hymen. I can't fuck my 19-year-old niece! My rock-hard shaft moved in deeper.
Suddenly, Peggy's pussy muscles contracted, they grabbed my cock-shaft and squeezed and pulled it in even deeper. At the same time, her hips bucked up violently. Her hips thrust upward and mine thrust forward. My stiffened, slippery rod burst through the girl's virginal veil. Peggy screamed, but her hips didn't stop thrusting and bucking. And, neither did mine.
Goddamn my wicked soul to hell, I was doing it, I was fucking my naïve, innocent niece! With devilish delight, I had ripped the virginity from the unblemished, untouched woman-child's body.
If my niece was troubled by this carnal manhandling, she wasn't saying so. In fact, she seemed to be enjoying the wanton brutality of the assault upon her feminine form. In truth, the girl was so enraptured with pleasure that she was giving back as good as she was getting. Yes, I was fucking her, but she was fucking me, too!
In a haze of blissful amusement, my cock and Peggy's cunt slapped against each other in a frictional race for orgasmic cheer. When I could stand the glorious ecstasy no longer, my seminal fluids burst forth. Streams of liquid fire spurted out of my cock head and entered Peggy's welcoming pussy. With my swollen cock inside her pussy, her vaginal cavity could not hold all the fluids. Some of it was running back out and coating both of our pubic mounds.
A dam had burst and wave upon wave of orgasmic delight consumed me. Peggy, too, was writhing in the throes of orgasms. We each were screaming as we were cumming and fighting to make it last as long as possible. Neither of us had any intentions of ending this 'fucking' battle anytime soon.
Despite our best intentions, our carnal forces finally were weakened. With determination in our minds, we each thrust against the other again and again and milked our bodies of every orgasm we had left.
A sudden quietness fell over the kitchen. Through our labored breathing, Peggy and I heard a steady drip, drip, drip. We knew it was seminal fluids mixed with virginal blood and butterscotch topping dripping from her pussy and my cock onto the kitchen floor. There would be a mess to clean up, but it could wait until later.
With my cock still imbedded in Peggy's pussy, I pulled her up against my chest. We each were panting with sexual exhaustion and excitement. Finally our breathing slowed. I held my niece in a tender embrace and we kissed with the passion of long-lost lovers.
When our infatuated obsession began to ebb, I picked the girl up and cradled her against my chest. I whispered into my teenage lover's ear, "Honey, it seems like we are going to need another bath."
We both giggled and laughed merrily. We spent the next hour in my bathtub and bed holding each other and kissing, wrestling, tickling, and teasing. I walked the girl home and kissed her goodnight. Without verbally admitting it, we both knew this forbidden affair wasn't over.
I was just finishing a meal of bacon and eggs the next morning when there was a knock at the backdoor. With hopes it would be Peggy, I hastily answered. My cock was all primed and ready for some 'breakfast' pussy.
Disappointment clouded my face. It wasn't Peggy at the door. It was her mother standing there. My sister was only a little younger than me. Betsy was what the teen boys called a 'knockout'. Sister she was, but I thought this woman was undeniably pretty and sexy. She had been both since childhood.
Since it was her day off, Betsy was dressed casually in a short, sleeveless, yellow-print summer dress. The short length emphasized her slim, well-tanned legs. Even in her late 30s and with two teenaged kids, Betsy was still 'one-hot-mama'. Being her brother didn't prevent my cock from having a stiffened hard-on as soon as I saw her. It was just a fact of my life that my cock came to full erection whenever I was near this woman.
Even though it wasn't Peggy at my door, I was genuinely glad to see my sister. My voice sang cheerfully, "Hey sis, come on in. You want some coffee? I've got a little left in the pot."
Betsy came right on in and sat at the kitchen table. While I was pouring her coffee, I couldn't help but think of the teenage girl I'd fucked on this table last evening. The virginal girl I had 'deflowered' was this woman's innocent daughter. As if reading my mind, Betsy began speaking, "Jim, I want to talk to you about Peggy."
My heart skipped a beat. My pulse raced uncontrollably. A thousand thoughts ran through my mind. Taking a stern hold on my mind, I recovered, and said, "Ok."
Betsy laid a cookbook on the table. It was the one I had forgotten at her house after getting the blowjob from Peggy and tongue-fucking the girl in return.
My sister spoke again, "Peggy says you brought my cookbook back and she gave you this new one. But, for some reason, you forgot it when you left. I began to wonder why you did that. A sudden thought came to me. I went to the laundry basket and pulled out the panties Peggy had on yesterday. Guess what I found? Her panties had dried semen stains mixed with spots of dried blood. There were also traces of some kind of lubricant. Jim, there's something I want to know. Did you fuck Peggy?"
At this startling question, my heart completely stopped. Oh shit! Oh damn me, how was I to answer? I'd never told a lie to my sister, so I didn't do so now. I answered her interrogating inquiry with just a few words, "I didn't mean to Sis, but yes I did."
Surprisingly, Betsy smiled. Her face lit up and she said, "Thank goodness! I'm glad it was you and not one of those stupid teenage boys. Boys have been treating Peggy like shit for ages. They think she's to short and skinny. They think she's not pretty. Her self-esteem has been shot to hell. She hasn't been happy. But, this morning she was smiling and humming a song. She was acting just like a female that had been happily fucked!"
I looked at my sister with startled, unbelievable eyes. Why, she was actually glad I had fucked her innocent, virginal daughter! I was speechless.
Betsy wasn't yet through astounding me with her words. She continued talking, "I can't say I'm surprised it was you. I guess I've always had a suspicion that you'd take after one of my girls sooner or later. I actually thought you might go for Missy first. She's the one with more sexual curiosity. She's now 18 and she is pretty and sexy. She has no trouble attracting boys. Believe it or not, even though she's sexually inquisitive, the girl is still a virgin!"
Betsy continued speaking, "Jim, I know how you like young pussy. Damn, if anyone should know, it would be me! I was a teenager myself the first time you put your hands inside my panties. It wasn't long until you started licking and sucking my pussy and clit. And, it was shortly after that when you first fucked me! Not that I ever complained! We had a lot of good times together. Didn't we?"
Finally, I had a question I wanted to answer, "Hell yes Betsy, we had lots of good times, damn good times! We had some good times playing together and screwing around! Oh how I loved to get your clothes off and look at your naked body! We didn't quit fucking until you left for college. That is except for one more time."
My remembrances were spoken out loud, "Sis, I remember our last time like it was yesterday. It was the night before your wedding. You had a little too much to drink at your bachelorette party. You weren't really all that drunk, but you came to my house, stripped off your clothes, and practically raped me! I knew you needed one last fling, so I fucked you! I was just glad it was me you came to that night."
Betsy giggled and laughed. I realized it was the same giggle Peggy has. She then spoke with remembrance, "Jim, I remember it well, too. I needed to fuck you that night. And, fuck you I did! I've missed our good times together."
I spoke with the same regret, "Sis, I've missed those times, too. I was never sorry for anything we did together. We made each other happy. It's just too bad those times had to end."
Without any planned intent, old lusts were awakened. Betsy's hand closed over mine. I leaned toward her. She met me halfway. We kissed. It was a kiss of remembered youthful passion. It was a kiss of rekindled sexual obsession. I stood up. She stood up. We joined hands as I led her to my bedroom. We spoke not one word.
Betsy's yellow summer dress, her bra, and her panties fell in a heap on the floor. My clothes fell atop them. We fell on the bed and kissed hungrily. Our hands, our mouths, and our lips explored each others bodies in a frenzy of reawakened sexual enthusiasm. Her seductive, mature, feminine body became my playground. Her breasts and nipples, her pussy and clit were my toys. I played with these delectable playthings with unrestrained delight.
Morning sunlight glistened on our two nude bodies as we teased, wrestled, and kissed. My cock and her cunt begged to be reunited in long-denied carnal bliss.
At last, my throbbing, pulsating, ravenous cock entered her dripping-wet, blistering-hot pussy. My cock sank to the full length of its shaft. Her pussy muscles clamped on and pulled and tugged.
I didn't intend to give my sister a 'slam-bam-thank-you-ma'am' fuck, but this erotically seductive woman's hot, feminine body aroused me to immediate action. Without my permission, my cock began ejaculating torrents of seminal fluids. Betsy's pussy was equally ready for speedy sexual relief. Her cock-filled cunt began releasing rivers of vaginal juices. We two became lost in gleeful orgasmic enchantment.
After years apart, our loins thrilled at their sexual reunion. Memories of youthful glory came flooding back as orgasms swept us both into a nether- land of joyful elation.
When all of our carnal juices had been liberated from our sex-hungry bodies, we lay still for a long time holding each other close. Slowly, we came down from our orgasmic heights. We kissed and we whispered endearing, passionate words. Forbidden fruit had been plucked. Forbidden words followed.
Eventually, time demanded that reality return. Betsy had to go back home to her home and kids. Reluctantly, we climbed out of bed, bathed together, and kissed goodbye.
Betsy made one last speech before we left my bedroom. She spoke softly, "Jim, I'm not going to tell you to stop fucking Peggy. I want you to fuck her anytime you want. I want her to have this with you and I want her to feel what you make me feel. I know you won't hurt her. I want you to fill her youth with the same kind of glorious memories you filled mine with."Betsy kissed my cheek and added, "Jim, if you get the chance to, see if you can take Missy in hand. I'm afraid she might get too wild when she finally gives in to boys. If you can get her in bed, you can let her know what sex is supposed to be like. I love my two girls and I know you do, too. I want you to fuck their brains out and keep them sex-happy."
I walked Betsy to the door. She quickly reached for the cookbook lying on the kitchen table. She winked and said, "I'll tell Peggy to bring it over to you later. That will give you another chance to fuck her. Or, just to see what happens, I might send Missy."
I kissed Betsy at the door and she kissed me. Our kisses were sweet, ardent, and passionate. Our childhood sexual passions had been reignited. Would we now be able to ignore them? Would we fuck again?
True to her word, Betsy sent one of the girls over early in the afternoon to bring me the cookbook. But, my naughty, mischievous sister played a little trick on me. She sent my sexy, 18-year-old, sexually-curious niece Missy. Pretty little Missy was wearing only a skimpy, hot-pink bikini.
Curse my wicked soul to hell, my cock stood straight up at full-erection as soon as the girl opened the door!
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