There was no doubt that my niece, Emma, was an early developer. Since early teen years, she had been uncomfortable to be around, her breasts had filled out her little cotton tops like those of a grown woman, her hips rounded nicely, everything about her screamed "Lolita."
When her dad called to tell us that they were passing through, my wife, Stephanie, immediately offered them our home for however long they could stay. So mid-June the family showed up at our place. Her dad, Ralph, was my cousin, my Uncle Jack's kid, so we were all really just cousins, but we considered his 4 girls nieces anyway. They were all cute kids, but Emma was exceptional in all respects; physically, athletically, academically... She was starting college in the fall, on a soccer scholarship.
So they showed up one Thursday morning, all cheerful and bouncy, and came rolling into the house chattering and laughing. I had to feel for Ralph, shit, 5 females in a car for 4 hours? But he seemed to put up with the drama better than I could have.
His wife, Susie, was cute. She had short red hair, and a plump rear, but was balanced out with a nice pair of full natural D cups, which she loved to show off. Lots of times she'd come off the beach, and just pull her bikini top out of her t-shirt, letting them hang in the light cotton, sometimes wet enough to show her nipples. Her daughters never seemed to notice, but all of the men in the area would, of course.
All of the girls, had dark blond hair and brown eyes. Real cute kids, and then here comes Emma.
Holy shit, a 19-year-old just can't be that attractive! She looked like she was here for a model shoot, her makeup subtle but flattering, a pair of short cut-off jeans, a camisole type silky top with spaghetti straps baring almost all of her smooth tan shoulders. Thank god her mom made her wear a bra, though the little nipples made a noticeable shadow on the top.
Hugs all around, and of course Emma was the last. I couldn't tell if she was just so innocent that she didn't have a clue what effect she had on men, or was practicing her control over the opposite sex. She hugged full on, breasts crushed against my chest, and gave me a quick kiss on the lips. Nobody seemed to notice anything about that, except a little part of me that stood up and paid attention.
"Can we go out to the lake, Uncle Mike?" Their parents tried to calm them down, but we were ready to get going anyway, so they all ran upstairs, all 4 of them talking at once, to drop their backpacks and change.
The adults did the usual greet and hug, then started getting our shit together for a day in the sun. Sunscreen, drinks, snacks, towels. All routine for us.
An hour later we were on the beach at the lake. Cold beers, lots of people just enjoying a perfect day in the sun. The kids ran around, playing in the water, then the girls ran up asking if they could ride my neighbor's jet ski. Ralph and Susie didn't really respond, just looked to me, so I asked, "What's in it for me?"
As soon as the words were out of my mouth, I thought better of saying it, because a sly smile spread across Emma's perfect lips. Luckily the rest of the group didn't seem to notice, because they were all excited, and grabbing me a beer and a bag of chips. But Emma just stood and smiled that smile, her arms crossed below her soft round breasts, enhancing the cleavage. She looked over her sunglasses at me, then turned and bent over to drop her jean shorts, revealing a white bikini bottom, and a perfect heart shaped ass filling it out.
She turned to make sure that I was paying attention, and, even behind my shades, there was no hiding the fact that I was. Her smile widened, and I walked away to get the jet ski before my body betrayed me.
One by one I took the girls out for a ride. They loved it when we scooted across the lake at high speed, and even more when I did tight turns, backsliding and accelerating. I jumped a couple of boat wakes, and you could hear their squeals back on the beach.
Then came Emma's turn. "Hang on a second, Uncle Mike." She walked into the lake and crouched down a little, water up to her top. Sat there motionless for a couple of seconds, then smiled, "I'm peeing!" The smile never left her, her eyes never left mine as she peed through her bikini and into my libido.
Like I said, I could never tell if she was teasing me with her seductive manner, or just innocently unaware. She stood up like a movie star, walked out of the lake with water and, I guess, a little pee, dripping off of her. Her white bikini bottoms were not transparent, but I could make out a dark bush filling them nicely. Climbing on, she wrapped her arms around my chest, and accidentally?? pinched one of my nipples. I reached for her wrists, and slid them down, telling her to hold me around the waist so she wouldn't pull me off balance.
She held on much tighter than the other girls had, and her breasts crushed against my back. Luckily Stephanie stopped us, and handed her a ski vest, so now her tits wouldn't be all over my back. I was feeling a little blood flow already, and didn't want my bathing suit to give me away.
Her fingers played lightly against my stomach, then she turned to wave at the camera. Her other hand dropped into my lap, and she turned back to me, softly telling me, "I always remember how you seemed to like watching me when I pee. Did you like watching me?" My cock lurched against her limp hand, and I quickly grabbed it to place it around my waist again, then accelerated away to try to escape the situation.
We tore around the lake, racing other skis and jumping wakes. She held tight, and seemed to love it, laughing and occasionally screaming in delight. I lost the train of thought I'd been battling, and just enjoyed having fun on the water. Until we slowed and turned towards the beach.
Emma unbuckled her vest, letting it hang on her shoulders. I felt her breasts graze my back, as she turned to look around. She pulled herself up tight to my back, and they felt so amazing, soft and warm against me. "Thanks, Mike," she said sweetly into my ear. "You're the best uncle ever."
That was sweet, but then it took a turn to sultry. She kissed my ear, wetly, and then kissed down my neck. Her lips soft against my skin, her tongue made a circle on me. Then she lightly nipped me with her teeth. I shivered in pleasure, but warned her, "Careful honey, you can't leave marks on your uncle, you aunt might kill me.
She laughed delightedly, then pulled close again. "I know how I can make it up to you." A second later she announced in a little girl sing-song, "I gotta peeeee."
By now my cock was so hard it was up against my stomach, under my life vest. "Ok, just wait a second, you can drop off by the beach."
Her tone turned a teasing whiny tone. "But I gotta pee reeeal baad."
"Just slip off here, and hang on to the ski, it'll be fine."
She pulled tight against me, molding to my body. Pulled even tighter, and I could feel her crotch against me. Then I felt it, wet and hot against my ass, soaking into my bathing suit. "Ooops, looks like I didn't quite make it Uncle Mikey," she whispered into my ear, then swirled her tongue inside it. I almost passed out. "Does it feel good? Doesn't my pee feel nice and warm?" The flow continued, flooding between us.
I turned my head to her, glad that our relatives on the beach weren't quite close enough to see us around the bend. Before I could answer, before I could even decide what my answer was, she kissed me. Sitting there in a puddle of her urine, my cock pulsing with every heartbeat, she slipped her tongue into my mouth, her swollen lips slipping across mine.
God help me, I had no defense. She owned me, and she knew it. How could a 19-year-old girl dominate me so easily?
Now her hand slid inside my vest, searching for the evidence in my suit. The head had pushed up beyond my waistband, and her fingers found it. "Emma, stop," I tried. I pulled her hand away, but the other hand replaced it immediately. The fingers danced across the tip, one fingertip worrying the slit on the end. It felt slippery, must be oozing lubrication. She smeared it over the head, and began to run her fingers down, pulling my suit out with the other hand, working inside. Her fingers surrounding my cock from above, running down until the tip met her palm, then swirling them back up. Her other hand squeezed low on my shaft, making the head even more engorged with blood. I lurched in ecstasy, and she licked my ear again, telling me, "go ahead uncle Mikey, it's ok, you can come on my fingers. I peed on you, so you can come on me."
Exploded is the only word that can describe the orgasm she gave me. Sitting there on the lake, our families just out of range, my cum blasted against her palm, dribbling down her fingers, dripping off. She kept caressing me, so lightly, now lubed with my own semen. The orgasm just kept firing through my body, through my mind. This was so wrong, so bad, so fucking amazing. Better than any pussy, any mouth, any ass I'd ever felt. My niece's hand was the ultimate mind fuck.
She giggled as I shuddered through my orgasm. "Oooh, look at all that cum! Is it ok if I taste it a little?" Her hand came up and I turned to watch her lick the creamy mess from her fingers. Her fat lips glossy with the remnants. "I know you want to kiss me now, don't you?"
Her lips parted, and she stuck her tongue out, just a bit. There was a small puddle of cum on it, and she let it dribble out over her chin, then slurped most of it back in and made a big show of swallowing it. "YUMMY!"
"You've got some of it on your face," I told her, and she leaned in, "Well, I guess you'll have to clean me up then." I eagerly licked my cream from her chin, then her tongue snaked inside me and she sucked it all out. "Oops, I think I dribbled a little," she told me, looking down at her chest. Unknown to me, she'd pulled her bikini top down, and both of her titties hung there, and when I say they were perfect, I mean perfect. Round, soft, and smooth as marble. Creamy white contrasted with her deeply tanned body. Her nipples were tiny, like pencil erasers, and bright pink. They pointed up just a little, towards my mouth.
I didn't see any remnants of cum on them, but her invitation was clear. I leaned down and sucked a nipple deep into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around. Soaking her smooth skin in saliva. Then took a breath and headed over to the other. I glanced up to see her smile gone, her mouth hung open, eyes closed. A little drool of cum hung from her swollen lower lip. Back in, I gave the other breast the same treatment. She shivered a little, obviously enjoying my ministrations. I gave her a lick to clean the cum off of her lip, then a kiss.
"I think a little might have dripped down on your pussy, Emma." Her eyes flew open, her expression almost alarmed. I guess my boldness was a little unexpected. "I don't think I can get it until later, honey, but I promise I'll lick it nice and clean for you when we get back. Are you ready to go yet, or maybe do you need to go pee again?" I asked hopefully.
The smile returned, her eyes narrowed a little, and looked unfocused. Then her pussy gave me a little more of her warmth, spreading over the seat, under me and surrounding my balls. I dropped my hand to my crotch, and tried to scoop a little up, bringing it to my face. I took a little sniff, a faint vinegar odor. Then, as her eyes widened in surprise, sucked it into my mouth. "Mmm. Honey, anything that comes out of your pussy is a treat."
She giggled, and said, "You know, Uncle Mike, nobody has ever seen my coochie. Mommy says I'm not allowed to show it to boys. I only give handies once in a while to keep them from getting out of control with me."
I leaned in close to her, almost nose to nose. I could still smell my cum on her breath. "Baby girl, I'm not a boy, and I'm going to make you pussy feel so wonderful, just like you made my cock feel. I have so much to teach you, and we're going to do so many things."
Emma looked a little apprehensive, a little scared, but she said, "It's ok, Uncle Mike, I trust you. I don't know if I want full on sex yet, but I trust you."
"Ok, Emma, don't worry, I'm going to take it slow. Now put your titties away, and turn back into my little niece, we need to head back in." I started up the jetski , watched her pull up her bikini. She grinned, and pulled back away from me, then pulled her bikini bottom to the side to flash her pubic mat at me. Thick and brown, my cock jumped. "That's enough," I told her, "I can't go back to your mom and dad, and my wife with a hard-on, can I?"
"Oh, I'm sorry Uncle Mike, I wasn't trying to make your penis hard," she sang. "I just really had to pee!"
After our afternoon adventure on the jet ski, the rest of the weekend visit by my niece and her family was torturous. Every time I was near Emma, I felt drugged by her. By her full lips, her sweet smile, her perfect ass, her firm little tits. I would look at her hands and flash back to them stroking me to orgasm. A peek at her tongue would give me shivers, remembering how she licked at my neck. And that ass, that amazing 19-year-old athletic ass, so firm and absolutely smooth. Not a hair or dimple to be seen as she pranced around my house in her bathing suit or short shorts.
And it's not like she didn't tease the hell out of me at every opportunity. Any time she caught my eye she had a look; sultry, teasing, innocent. In the middle of a conversation with her dad, she appeared over his shoulder, tossed her hair back and smiled, then ran her hand up under her top, cupping her breast, squeezing her nipple. She made a little "ouch" face, then laughed silently as she came around and joined us. "Ooh, can I have a beer too?" she asked, hugging her dad and winking at me.
"Not likely," he smiled. She came around to me, and hugged me from behind, her hair falling around my neck, her cheek against mine, that fresh young scent enveloping me, "How about from my favorite uncle?"
"Sorry kid." She pouted and walked away, then paused at the door and looked back quickly. Seeing that her dad couldn't see her, she lifted her shirt, flashing me her amazing c-cups encased in a thin nylon bra. I almost spit my beer out. She spun around and left the room.
A few minutes later, she returned. Silently she peeked around the doorway, making sure that only I could see her. Then she stepped around. She was naked except for her panties. Covered only by a wisp of cotton. She posed with her open hand over her mouth, oops. Then she turned around and bent over, swung her perfect ass a little. She grasped the edges of the panties, and began to tease, inching down one side, then back up. Then the other. Finally, she pulled them down just far enough to show a few inches of her snow white ass, and the shadow of her crack.
I almost erupted in my pants, but I couldn't look away. She laughed silently, then her eyes widened, and she looked down in mock surprise. She pulled her panties down further, just below her crotch. Now her entire ass, as perfect as could exist, was exposed. Her deep honey tan ended in distinct lines across the bottom of her cheeks, the shadow between her cheeks deepened as it crept between her thighs. Suddenly the act came to a climax as she began to pee in her panties. First a few drops, then a little dribble that soaked into the cloth.
It ended quickly, but she pulled the panties back up, and now they were soaked. She wiggled in them, as though uncomfortable, turning to face me now. And locking eyes with me, my niece peeled the pee-drenched panties off, rolling them down her legs to reveal her sweet little pussy. It was so pretty, pale skin, smooth and unblemished, covered with a dusting of light brown fur. She turned sideways, and lifted one leg behind her, dangling the garment by her toes, and took it in her fingertips. It dripped a little on the floor as she tip-toed over to the pantry and dropped it behind the door. Her eyebrow arched to me, the meaning clear, it was a present for her uncle.
Emma blew me a kiss, and danced, completely naked, away down the hall.
I couldn't wait to open my present, and a few minutes later I headed for the bathroom, with a quick side trip to the pantry. The wet cotton was still warm, and the scent of her pee in the dirty garment gave me such a rush.
Later that evening, we all sat around the outdoor table on our deck and ate burgers. Somehow Emma ended up next to me, and though she was careful not to be too obvious, she found plenty to opportunities to touch me. On the shoulder as she sat down, grasping my thigh as she leaned over to ask me to pass the salad. When a passing boat caught everybody's attention, she boldly slid her hand up over my cock, finding me erect from her teasing. She gave me a silent "ooh," and squeezed it hard.
It got worse when I took the girls to get ice cream. Emma sat in the front, and I could feel her gaze on me as I drove. When I looked over at a stop light, she had her little athletic shorts pulled to the side, exposing her crotch. Her panties, innocent white cotton with little flowers on them, were on display. Seeing that she had my attention, she slid her hand up the leg and pulled the panties aside. I could tell her fingers were curling into her pussy. She pulled them out then, examining the sheen of moisture on them. She took a long sniff, then looked me in the eye, licking her lips like a little slut.
In line at the shop, she pinched my nose, making a joke about something silly, but her fingertips curled into my nostrils and left a little wet present for me. I got harder with every breath, smelling the tangy sweetness of her little teen vagina. Twice she found an opportunity to back into me, pressing her ass into my erection. I was unable to keep myself from grinding against her. I was losing my mind with lust.
I went back to use the bathroom while the kids sat down. As I zipped up and was about to leave, the door opened and there she stood. She leaned against the door frame, licking her ice cream cone. Not saying a word, just staring at me. The ice cream was melting, starting to run down the outside of the cone and over her hand. A drip of vanilla hung off her wrist. She looked down at it, then back at me. "Remind you of anything?" Then she slowly licked it off, continuing up her hand, switched the cone to the other, and began to slowly suck each finger clean.
Emma pointedly looked down at my crotch, "Take it back out." I was frozen. Looking back to my eyes, "take it out, Uncle Mike. I want to see it." I paused, looking past her and seeing nobody in the area. "C'mon Uncle Mike, we both know that I made your dick big and hard. Show it to me." She took a big lick around the cone, then shoved it into her mouth, making a huge mess around her red lips. She began to slide it in and out, ice cream now running down her chin, and dripping onto her chest. It slid slowly down, disappearing between her breasts.
She was looking at my crotch again, and I realized that I had opened my shorts and was sliding them down, releasing my hard on. It stood out, erect and inflamed with lust for my Lolita niece.
Emma tossed the cone into the trash, and walked towards me, the door closing behind her. Her mouth was ringed with a sticky mess of ice cream, but she didn't seem to notice. She squatted down in front of me and took my cock in her hand. Bringing her mouth to it, she kissed the tip, then flicked her tongue out and began to lightly lick it. She teased the opening slit and ran her tongue around and around the head in ever-widening circles.
Her lips parted, and the teenager began to slide her mouth down over the head. The coolness of her mouth, and the ice cream around it added to the intense sensation and my cock jerked in appreciation. She giggled and stroked down at the base, between my thighs, with her other hand. Stopping with my cock against the back of her throat, she pressed her finger up behind my sack, and sucked hard.
Her tongue tickled the underside of my shaft, and I could feel the end approaching, and moaned, "Oh my god, Emma." She pulled her face up, then quickly down as far as she could, seemingly trying to deep throat, but was interrupted by a blast of cum as I erupted into the back of her mouth. She gagged and started to back off, but I held her against me as I came. She was making choking sounds, and looked up at me, eyes tearing, wide with surprise, or fear?
I released the pressure and allowed her to begin to extract my cock, but pushed back in a few times, fucking that beautiful face. I pulled out my phone and opened the camera. "Smile honey," as I shot 2 quick shots. They were to be the best photos I've ever seen, my little beauty of a niece, eye makeup running down her cheeks, mouth wrapped around my hard-on, mess of ice cream dripping off of her chin, with traces of cum running through it.
The best blowjob of my life ended, and she stood up, smiling as she wiped her chin with her hand. Emma turned and looked at herself in the mirror, and gasped. Then she began to giggle, and turned to me. "Aren't I beautiful, Uncle Mike?" She pulled me to her, looking up with that slutty mess, "kiss me."
I didn't hesitate, reaching down to her, I kissed her lips, but she pulled me into her and ferociously began to tongue my mouth, tasting of vanilla and cum and that unmistakable taste of a teenage girl's mouth.
Hearing voices, I pushed her into a stall, and pulled up my shorts. Wiping my face with a paper towel, I peeked out the door, and saw my other nieces turn into the girls' room. I took some wet towels and pulled Emma from the stall, wiped her face, and her chest, and tried to make her presentable. She lifted her shirt, and I wiped off the trickle between her breasts. Noting her sweet hard nipples, I lightly nipped one making her yelp in surprise.
I was still hard but knew that we were in the danger zone already, and I pushed her out of the bathroom and returned to the table. She headed into the girls' room, I'm sure she had some explanation for her absence, but found out that nobody had noticed.
That night, the kids all went upstairs to hang out, and we polished off several bottles of wine. As Emma's mom, Susie, got drunker, she got flirty as well, and stared at me enough to make me a little nervous. She also initiated a lot of conversation about sex and made a pretty raw joke about the usefulness of her nice rack as a cock target.
Finally we'd all had enough, and headed off to bed. By the time I brushed my teeth and cleaned up, my wife Stephanie was out cold. I was hoping to relieve some of the tension which had been building all day due to my niece, but she had no response when I called to her.
I lay beside my wife, replaying the fantasies-cum-true from the day, and started to slowly stroke myself. I started when I heard a creak, and the door opened slowly. Then, backlit by the dimmed hall light, was a curvaceous young girl in a short nightie. Emma peered into the room, and seeing that Steph was facing away, slipped inside silently. I lay there petrified, this was so dangerous. She tiptoed up to me, and stood inches away, looking down at me with a smile. Then she took my hands and pulled me out of bed.
I stood, my cock jutting towards Emma, and she moved against me, her soft tummy brushing against my hard-on. Taking my hands again, she moved them around behind her, placing them on her ass. She placed her own on my ass and pulled me tightly against her. My cock pressed harder into her belly, and she began to grind it slowly back and forth.
Her hands now slipped up around my neck, and she began to sway with me, dancing silently, her breasts against me as well. She pulled my face down, and kissed me softly, just lips at first, then her tongue started to explore me. First across my lips then penetrating them and the kisses became sloppy and erotic.
Her lips reached up to my ear, and she whispered, "Uncle Mikey, I woke up 'cause I have to pee. Real bad. Will you show me where the potty is?" She pulled back, looking up at me with a big smile, and kissed me lightly.
Then Emma took me by the hand and led me towards our bathroom. I was powerless to resist. The light from the streetlight outside made it even brighter than our bedroom, and I watched as she silently lowered the seat. Reaching under the silky nightie, she slid her panties down to her knees, and sat down. Looking at me, she bit her lower lip, striking an innocent pose, and began to urinate. No, not urinate, pee. Somehow, she'd created that weakness in me, I'd never had a fetish for girls peeing, but as her stream hit the water, my heart pounded harder.
She peed for several seconds, just a couple of squirts really, and she sighed. "I like peeing in front of you, Uncle Mike. It makes me feel sexy. Do you remember a long time ago when we were in the pool, and I was sitting on the stairs, and I peed? It was real yellow, and you saw it. I was so embarrassed, but then you were watching me, and I saw your penis start to get big. It got so big so fast, and you had to move it so it didn't stick out. Then you looked at me and had to go in the deep end. I thought that was so sexy, that I made your penis get hard."
Oh hell yes I remembered. I remembered fucking my wife that night thinking about my niece innocently peeing in the pool and wishing that I could just see her with her panties down.
She reached for a few squares of paper and handed them towards me. "Could you give me a hand?" she cooed in a little sweet voice. "Or maybe just a finger?"
"C'mere and help me, and then I'll help you." I stepped closer, and I took the paper. She spread her knees wider, and I could just make out her pussy in the shadows. Just a feathering of hair covering her mound, a tiny bit of her lips protruding from a smooth slit. Drops of pee captured in her pubic hair. "Don't be shy, Uncle Mike, go ahead and wipe me."
In a trance now, I reached between my nieces spread thighs, and went to wipe her dry. But, when my fingers lightly touched her pussy, her knees shut, trapping my arm, and she leaned to me. "Oh, Uncle Mike, nobody's ever touched me there. It feels funny. Her hand behind my head now, pulling me in for a soft wet kiss.
And as we began to make out again, her sitting on the toilet, my arm between her legs, fingers just touching the outside of her pussy, I felt a spurt of wetness, then another. Then she released, and I saw that it was all a game, a little game of peeing on me again. The paper was instantly soaked, and the golden liquid flowed all over my hand, my wrist, and my lower arm. It was warm and pungent, and she kissed me much harder, obviously turned on by this twisted tease.
Releasing my head, she leaned back, looking into my eyes, and giggled. "I got you, and I know you can't get me back 'cause you have a big boner!"
But, as turned on as I was, the shock of her game had reduced my erection to a chub. I stood, wiping my hand on a towel, then bent down and took her face in my left hand and kissed her while I pulled down my shorts with my right. I willed myself to soften, and since I'd had plenty to drink and had to go pretty bad, it worked.
I stood up and aimed my cock between her thighs and began to piss. Her eyes opened wide in surprise, and delight. A little splashed off the seat, and splattered her thighs, then the stream began to pour into the bowl. I never would have imagined how erotic taking a midnight piss could be, but looking at my niece on the seat, watching it flow between her legs, was amazing.
She reached out her hand, then, and took my cock in it, and began to aim it a little in different directions. The sound changed with the water depth, and then she started to play it off of her thighs. Looking into my eyes, a slutty little expression took over, and she said, "I can't waste all of this, can I?"
With that she lifted my penis and directed the flow squarely on her chest. It instantly soaked her nighty, her breasts visible through her bra, and streamed down her tummy, over her pubic mound and into the water.
Around and around she aimed me, soaking herself as the urine cascaded down over her. Then, for just a second, she aimed it directly at her beautiful face, and got a mouthful. She made a face, and let it flow out over her chin, down onto her breasts, "yuk!"
My piss began to run out now, and came to a stop, then one quick spurt on her titties, and I was done with the greatest toilet experience of my life. But not quite, now she took my penis into her mouth and began to suck on it. In no time I began to swell. She sucked harder, holding my sack with her left palm, and began to face fuck me.
When I was fully erect she took me from her mouth and stroked the shaft as she pulled her nightie over her breasts. "I think you can make me a little messier, Uncle Mikey."
Emma pulled me to her, and leaned forward, grasping my shaft. She began to stroke it very lightly, tickling it to excitement. As it swelled, she watched it closely, giving it a lick, a kiss, maybe a squeeze. She seemed fascinated by her effect on me, or at least on my cock. Putting just the head in her mouth swirled her tongue around as she had that afternoon, and began to hum softly.
That brought another surge of blood and it twitched in her mouth. She took in a few inches of the shaft, then came up and started mouth-fucking just the head. What a natural cock-sucker my niece was. She'd slurp the head in, tongue the slit, then suck really hard as she pulled it back out. I tried to follow her mouth, wanting to get deeper, but she held me off with her hand and kept the tease going.
Pulling me from her mouth, she sat up straight and began to rub my cock around her lips, then all over her face. Pre-cum began to ooze from me, and she squeezed a dollop out onto her tongue, and played with it for me. Rolling it around, then almost letting it dribble off of her lower lip before sucking it back in and swallowing.
She pulled her nighty down now, releasing her soft round breasts. Her little nipples were pink and perfectly formed.
Then she began to flick her nipples with my cock, the rough nubs eliciting twinges of pleasure as they hardened. She pressed me between her naked breasts, and did her best to wrap them around it, and though they didn't quite encase my cock, the sensation was delicious.
I heard footsteps in the hall, and went to back out, but she grabbed my balls and held me there. "Not yet," she whispered, "make me messier." She bent her head down then and began to lick the head as it appeared between her tits, urging me to tit-fuck her by pulling me by the ass.
She nibbled on me, licked me, and then sucked me way back into her mouth, holding me by the balls and the ass, and tickling between the two with her fingertips. That was enough to get me over the edge, and I gave her the second mouthful of cum of the day.
This time she sucked it all into her mouth, draining me. "That's not very messy, honey." I teased. But wait. She sat up straight and smiled. Lips closed at first, then her perfect white teeth. My cum oozed between them. Then she opened her mouth, tilting her head back, and showed me her mouthful. Emma would make a show of letting it flow over her lip, and just as it started to drip she'd suck it back in. Until she didn't, and it flowed out over her chin and down her graceful neck, sticking in her hair that fell around her shoulders.
Whoever was in the hallway tapped on the bathroom's other door, startling us. "Sorry, busy," Emma said quietly.
"Are you ok, honey?" her mom called.
"Sure, just on the potty."
"Ok, I'll use the other one, good night."
"Night Mom," and the nasty teenager sucked her uncles cock back into her mouth, seemingly trying to reverse the softening of it.
I heard her continue down the hall, then a light tap on a door. Was it my room? My mind ran with possibilities, she's telling my wife, she's looking for a little fun, who knows. After no response, I heard the door open quietly. Then it closed, and her footsteps returned. "Sure you're ok?" She sounded hesitant, like she had another question to ask, like, "is your uncle in there with you?"
"Fine Mom, I can wipe myself," the teen replied sarcastically, smiling at me and licking my sticky cock.
"I can, but I don't want to," she whispered as her mom's footsteps faded up the hall.
On a visit to my niece's family later that summer, my cousin's in-laws were also visiting, so we had booked a hotel room down the street. My wife had taken off with Susie for the afternoon, and I'd just finished a workout and was cooling down in the room before showering.
My phone buzzed, and as I picked up the call I heard her voice. "Uncle Mikey?" my sweet niece murmured. "Are you alone?"
My heartrate increased immediately. "Uh, yes I am. Just finished a workout, I think we're headed over your way in a couple hours.
"I'm alone too," the tone was musical, teasing. "I'm alone, but I don't want to be." A pause, then, "I want to be with my favorite uncle."
"And what would you do if you were with him?" I asked breathlessly. For god's sake, I'd never had phone sex, and now a teenager was drawing me there.
"It depends on if we were alone or with other people. If we were with other people, I'd stand where only he could see me, then I'd pull my pants down. I'd turn around and show him my snow white bottom, pull my white panties up my butt crack. Then I'd turn back and maybe pull my panties to the side and give him a quick look at my coochie. I bet his dick would get really hard. Then I'd prob'ly get so excited that I'd maybe pee a little, dribble right into my panties. But I know that my favorite uncle really loves my pee, so I'd keep them on so when he put his hand up my skirt later the pee would keep my panties wet and warm.
I groaned with desire, as I opened my belt and pulled down my fly. My cock was under her spell, and was throbbing.
"And if you were alone?"
"I am alone."
My laptop alerted just then, startling me. I looked down to see my Skype ringing. I was about to terminate it when Emma whispered huskily, "Open it."
I touched the icon, and the screen opened to a close-up of a young woman sitting in a large upholstered chair. I could see her from the bottom of her breasts to her feet, which were placed on the edges of the seat. Her toenails were painted light pink. She wore nothing but a pair of black panties which barely contained her mound, and disappeared into the cleft below her vagina.
I leaned closer to the laptop, and her hands came into view, beautifully manicured fingers, nails also in pink, and began to slowly stroke the panel over her crotch. Slowly, up and back, pressing a little harder with each pass, until the cloth was being pressed between her lips, and began to reveal the edges of her lips.
Now she pulled the panel aside with the fingers of one hand, and started the stroking on her bare, glistening lips with the other. Her long middle finger would reach down, stroke up, then circle her clit and head back down. It began to press in between the lips, and then into the slit. Moisture appeared as her finger spread it over her entire pussy.
I was locked onto my screen, absently stroking myself as my cock wept pre cum and jerked in appreciation.
Now she lifted her hips and slid the panties down over the curve of her ass, and lifted up to ease them down and off of her legs. They dangled from around one ankle. One hand returned to the glistening pussy, stroking it slowly, the other left the frame.
I still had my phone to my ear, and I heard her breathing now. Somehow talking to her this way, while watching her on the screen seemed hotter. She had put her phone back to her lips, "Oh, uncle Mike. My pussy is so wet. Can you see?" Her finger moved towards the camera, shining with her drool, the fluid sagging off. "It smells so sweet, I wish you could smell it with me. If I soak my panties with it, do you want me to give them to you at dinner? I could hand them to Mom, and say, 'pass these down to Uncle Mike please.'"
"Of course, baby, but I'm afraid everybody would be able to smell you, if you weren't wearing them. Why don't you wait until we get some alone time?"
She giggled. "But I'm not sposed to be alone with boys, and Mommy would get mad if I, like, let one take my panties off or something."
"well, I'm not a boy, honey."
That brought a delighted laugh, "yeah, but when I make your penis hard, you're just the same, aren't you? I bet I can make you do anything I want."
"Oh, can you?"
Her voice got an edge to it then. Softly she ordered me, "show me your erection, Uncle Mike. I want to see what I do to you." I maneuvered the laptop to give her the view, my cock bobbed on the screen for her.
" I like that," she growled. "I love how hard I can make you. Now take your clothes off."
"I think your Aunt Stephanie is going to be back soon."
"Are you telling me that you don't have time for your sweet little niece? Don't you want to get rid of that big erection? Or do you want my family to see you walking around with that big hard dick? My mom and my sisters? Maybe you could tell them that who gave it to you. Now take your clothes off."
I glanced at my watch. "Now." This time it was an order.
Seconds later I was completely naked. "That's better, "she cooed. "I bet you wish I was there to help you." She held her fingers up to the camera. They glistened with her lubrication, and she rubbed her fingertips together. " Wouldn't this feel good on your cock, Uncle Mikey?"
She moved the camera then and now I could see all of her. She was perfect. Her beautiful face, firm young body. She was such a gorgeous young lady; bee stung lips, cheeks bright with a touch of sunburn, dirty blonde hair unkempt all around her bare shoulders. And that sweet little juicy peach of a pussy.
Emma put the phone on her shoulder and cocked her ear to it. With two hands free now, she began to circle her nipples with her wet fingertips as the other hand made its way down between her thighs. She teased herself and me, brushing her fingers through her soft brown hair, then slipping one between the lips. She began to stroke herself slowly, first with one finger and then adding a second. Her thighs quivered and she opened herself up even more. Then she reached down and took her panties off of her foot.
Holding them up to the camera, she revealed a little damp spot in the cotton panel. "Look, Uncle Mike, my panties are dirty. Just like you like them, I bet." Wrapping them around her long middle finger, she whispered, "I'm gonna make them really dirty."
Holding her pussy open, tendrils of lubrication spanning her little gap and dribbling out of it, she slowly inserted the finger inside. I held my breath, watching my teenage niece slowly fingerfuck herself, the panties getting wetter with each stroke. Her breathing quickened and her hips began to jerk up and down.
Then Emma suddenly dropped her feet to the floor and disappeared out of the frame. She picked up the camera and I could see her moving across the room to a sliding glass door. She opened it and stepped outside, I could see a balcony rail and a concrete floor as she set the camera up facing a white rattan chair with a red cushion on it. The setup looked familiar, I just didn't thing much about it sitting there stroking my hard-on in anticipation.
I took a second to check my wife's location on phone finder, good, she was still miles away.
Now Emma reappeared, she was holding a towel in front of her lithe naked body, and sat on the chair, smiling at me with that lovely young mouth that I longed to taste. "Sorry, I had to come outside. Wanna guess why?" I was clueless.
She leaned towards the camera and whispered conspiratorially into her phone, "I really need to pee, Uncle Mike. You prob'ly shouldn't watch. Slowly she moved the towel to the side, sitting there with her feet on the cushion in front of her bottom, knees together, hiding her little titties, her feet hiding her treasure from view.
Slowly she moved her smooth tan legs apart, revealing her perfect little pussy, with the sunlight illuminating every soft hair and her little pink lips just peeking out at me. Teasingly she opened her thighs a little more, gaping her entrance, which now shone with moisture, then closed them tightly again. "I shouldn't let boys see my vajayjay," she whined, "Mommy would get mad at me."
"Oh, it's ok, honey. I'm family. I'm sure she wouldn't mind." My voice trembled in anticipation.
She hooked her fingertip in her lower lip, pulling it down as though in thought, "well, ok, I guess. If Mommy says you can see it."
Her thighs opened even wider now, and she moved her feet to the sides of the chair. Now I could see right inside my little niece, and I had to stop touching myself or I was going to lose control. Her pussy was a work of art, the tan thighs giving way to the secretive white flesh of her private parts. The light brown hair dusting around her honeypot, pink lips so smooth and symmetrical leading inside to her vagina, which glowed bright red in the direct sunlight.
She pulled her thighs back further, and now her tiny anus appeared below, the soft hairs leading down her cleft to part around the pink starfish. I actually shuddered then, and she giggled. "See something you like, Uncle Mike? Something you'd like to taste, maybe? Or maybe you want to put something in me down there."
Then she scrunched up her face and said, "well I gotta hang up now, Uncle Mike, 'cause I gotta go pee."
I panicked a little as Emma hung up but realized that I could still see and hear everything on the video. She looked around, as if sitting naked was ok, but she was afraid somebody might see her pee on the chair. I held my breath, then a tiny rivulet of pee leaked from her opening, and slid down between her lips, meandering over to her thigh and darkening the cushion beneath her ass.
Then she relaxed back in the chair and closed her eyes, and the trickle turned into a spurting flow of golden liquid, glistening in the direct sunlight. Too soon, she cut it off and opened her eyes.
Emma smiled at the camera, at me, then said, "I want you outside too. I know you can't pee, 'cause I made your dick real hard, but go sit outside so somebody might see you watching me." As much as I knew that it was a bad idea, she had me hypnotized. Watching her more than where I was going, I maneuvered around the bed, and opened the sliding door. As I sat in the white wicker chair, wait...what?
I heard that giggle again, but it wasn't on my laptop. I looked up to see a pair of big blue eyes peering around the half wall which divided my balcony from the room next door. My mind was overwhelmed for a minute, I thought that a young girl had just caught me masturbating in public, but Emma laughed delightedly, then stepped into full view by the metal guardrail which formed the other half of the divider.
"Got ya!"
She stood there, completely naked, in public, her lithe tan body setting off the pure white flesh of her forbidden areas, her light brown bush still dripping pee, her little nipples standing out erect and red from her little breasts. She was smiling; no laughing at me.
"Wha..? How?" I had plenty of questions, but I stood, walked over and grabbed my little niece under the armpits and lifted her over the wall. I went to set her down, but she wrapped her naked smooth thighs around my waist, lowered that flawless face to mine and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around her slight frame, her breasts now against my chest, and we kissed like long lost lovers.
She wiggled her ass, and I slid my hands down to palm those perfect globes, then felt a tickle on the tip of my cock. Her fuzz, her little pussy was millimeters away from me. She broke the kiss and looked down at me, her blond tresses falling around my face as we stared into each others' eyes. "Don't drop me, Uncle Mike. I might land right on it," and she brushed back and forth over my tip. "It might go inside me."
I watched her reaction as I lowered her just enough to meet her cleft. Now I could feel the liquid from within her cooling in her thatch of fuzz. It was all I could do to not drop her weight and impale her little pussy.
She smiled and slowly rode her lower body back and forth across me. I could feel the tip of my cock began to slide in her lubrication. Back and forth, the soft pubic mat, the slick rubbery lips, the smoothness of her perineum. Back and forth. So wrong, so illegal, so dangerous. She didn't seem to care at all. I could feel my orgasm rumbling deep within me, and moved us to the corner of the balcony, up against the wall.
"Don't cum yet, Uncle Mikey," she whined softly. "Don't cum on my sweet little pussy." She licked around my mouth, then put her lips to my ear. "Don't make my pussy all messy, I have to go home in my bikini, and it'll make it all gooey."
I couldn't even breathe. I fought the unstoppable urge, "Oh Emma, oh baby, I just.." She moved to my other ear, and licked it wetly.
I felt her tighten in my arms, and then a little trickle of hot liquid began to run down my cock. She giggled into my ear, "Oops, there I go again!" and released a gush that soaked my cock and cascaded down my legs and over my feet onto the patio below.
"Ok, if you really have to, you can cum now," she whispered. "Shoot all that creamy cum on my pussy, you're so bad."
I had already lost control, the cum was rocketing up my shaft even as she spoke. I lost my grip on her ass, and my hands moved up her back. Deftly, she used her body to maneuver my cock between us, then rode up and down, scrubbing the shaft with her soaked fur, now spraying my balls with her pee as I blasted against her smooth tummy. The whole time she licked and sucked and whispered in my ear, her little-girl voice lighting a fire in me. "OOooh, Uncle Mike. You're so bad making my pussy all cummy like that."
Suddenly I heard a loud click, the door! Oh my god, my wife was back! Still shooting cum, I spun us back towards the divider, and just about threw Emma over the rail. She just smiled and sat back down in her pee-soaked chair, wiggling her ass in the puddle left in the cushion. Looking down she feigned surprise at the globs of cum melting on her skin and sliding down to her pussy, which was already adorned with the white mess. She seemed completely nonplussed with the precarious situation of being discovered by my wife.
Looking back at the door, I saw that Stephanie had run right into the bathroom, thank god! and my options raced through my mind. I was about to jump the rail and drag Emma into her room, but my clothes on the floor, the laptop, the open door...
I grabbed my t-shirt and wiped the pee off of my legs and feet, and the cum off of my stomach, then pulled on my jeans. I shut the laptop, and began a ghost conversation on my phone as I walked back out to the balcony, smearing any liquids I found on the floor, destroying the evidence. As I reentered the room, a glance back made my heart leap. Emma was at the railing, hanging her naked body over the top, (her breasts were so amazing!) and had a leg up on it, as though she was going to climb back over. Seeing me, she laughed delightedly and mimed a "gotcha!" then disappeared.
Relieved that I wasn't caught red-handed, hadn't had a heart attack, (yet), and Emma was out of sight, I flopped on the bed and threw my arm over my eyes. My pulse still hammered but began to recover.
Stephanie came out of the bathroom, oblivious, and sighed loudly. "Oh my god I had to pee so bad!" Ordinarily, no reaction, but suddenly the thought of my shapely 35 year old wife pulling her dress up and her panties down and peeing gave my libido a little nudge. I mentally transplanted her into that patio chair and... fuck, what was I thinking? Stephanie? Watersports? Not likely.
But she stood there smiling at me and boasted, "I had the biggest margarita! It had to be a half gallon!" Then something gave her a nudge. She saw me lying on the bed, half dressed, then danced over and flopped down on her stomach, looking at me with a goofy grin. "Look at my husband, laying here in bed, almost naked. Hmm, how did you know that I'd be drinking tequila?" She slithered up to me, inches away and kissed me softly. "Hotel room? Marg buzz? Sound like an opportunity?"
She climbed on me now, sitting astride my stomach and pulled her dress out from beneath her, briefly showing her panties before she dropped the dress. Slowly she did a mini strip tease, sliding her dress straps down, then up, then off, then lowering the top to reveal her beautiful D-cups hanging heavy in her panties-matching black sheer bra. Her nipples were fat and hard, Stephanie and tequila had always had a great relationship.
She leaned over me now, dangling first one breast, then the other in my face, then sat back up and released them. Now her nipples played across my lips, I licked them as they passed, then latched onto one and sucked it deep into my mouth. Stephanie's nipples had always been her triggers, more than once she'd orgasmed just from attention to them.
I palmed my wife's ass and urged her up my chest, and she lifted her knees over my shoulders to present her panty-clad pussy to my mouth. I kissed her lips through the silky garment, then began to lick the smooth shaved flesh of her inner thighs, teasing under the edges of her panties. She held her dress out of the way so she could watch my progress towards her pussy.
The scent of her aroused sex hit me then, and I slid her panties aside and beheld her beautiful vagina. I had always loved having my face in my wife, she tasted so amazing, smelled even better, and I'd leave her juices on my face after our love-making to enjoy, sometimes needing to masturbate within hours it was so arousing.
I dove in, licking and sucking her as she writhed above. After a minute she lifted one knee over me and slid the panties down her thighs and flopped over to remove them. As she remounted me, I caught movement out the sliding door, and there was my niece, now in a pale blue bikini, peeking around the corner at us, her hand over her mouth. I laughed, and Stephanie turned. Before she could see anything, I flipped us over and worked my body between her legs.
I started licking circles around her nipples, then sucking them hard and nibbling as she cried out. This went on for minutes, then I lifted her dress off and dropped my jeans. I lay naked on her warm body, kissing her and tasting the liquor, then began my journey down. Arriving at the fragrant cleft, I lifted Stephanie's legs over my shoulders and settled in eating her out, as I knew she loved. But maybe I loved it more.
I rolled her hips up to get access to all of her, and licked and teased every part of her, stopping to lash her clit until it was too sensitive. As she gasped, I looked up to see her eyes closed tightly, she was floating in pleasure. But beyond her face, Emma stood at our door, seemingly in rapture, watching her aunt in sweet agony. Catching my eye, she mouthed "wow" and pointed to her bikini bottoms. Reaching down, she pulled them aside, showing me her sweet pussy, she wanted to be next. I made an exaggerated nod as I pleasured my wife, and my niece smiled.
A sudden inspiration hit me, I grabbed a pillow and pulled off the cover. I put the pillow under Stephanie's ass, and tore a hole in the cover as I moved up the bed. Grabbing my wife's hands I put them through the hole and wrapped the pillowcase around her wrists, then pulled her arms tight over her head and shoved the cotton tightly between the headboard and mattress.
Stephanie smiled and feigned helplessness, "oh no! What are you doing to me?" We had played with a little light bondage several times, and she seemed to enjoy it. I grabbed the other pillowcase off and tore a long strip. Smiling down at her, I lifted her head and as she held it up I looped the cloth around her eyes twice and tied it off. I shoved her back down and lightly smacked her cheek. "Not a sound," I warned.
Her smile widened, and she lay there "bound" and blindfolded and waited expectantly for her torture. I stood by the bed and watched as she twisted back and forth, her breasts so magnificent, her nipples burning with desire. Her knees fell open, exposing her inflamed labia, now oozing in anticipation. I stroked my cock, covering it with the leftover cum oozing out with new precum, and leaned down to torture her nipple. She groaned, and I slapped her again, which just made her groan and laugh at the same time.
Now I walked around to the other side of the bed, and as she waited for her attention, I beckoned my young niece to my side. Her eyes widened with surprise, maybe a little fear. She approached hesitantly and I placed my hands on her small shoulders and steered her to the edge of the mattress, pushing her towards my supine wife. I could tell that she was torn with conflicting emotions, but, with a glance over her shoulder, she bent over the bed. I slid my hands down and held her tiny waist, pressing my naked cock against her bikini bottoms, fitting nicely in her groove.
As she bent towards the breast, I saw her hair fall around her face, and quickly grasped it, forming a ponytail to keep it from falling on my wife. Stephanie whimpered, feeling the bed move and awaiting stimulation. "Oh god, please!"
I had to smile as Emma's small hand slapped my wife's cheek, and Stephanie jerked, her knees now opening and closing impatiently. Finally, my sweet teen reached the round breast, and licked up the side of the lobe, so slowly, until she reached the areole. She made a couple of circles around it, closing in on the inflamed nipple, then licked it hard with the flat of her tongue several times before finally sucking it into her sweet lips. Simultaneously she reached across her victim's chest and pinched and pulled the nipple's mate. I couldn't see the technique within her mouth, but I had no trouble discerning the results. After just a few minutes of the sweet torture, Stephanie climaxed with a gasp and a groan. As she thrashed on the bed, I saw her restraints slip from the headboard gap as she reached to hold Emma's head, but I quickly reached to hold her arms away by the pillowcase.
It was such an amazing turn-on, my sweet virginal tease of a niece sucking and pinching her aunt's nipples and triggering such a violent response. My cock couldn't have been harder, and I had to get it away from Emma's ass before I soaked her bikini.
I pulled her up by her ponytail, and she turned to me with a huge smile. I kissed her even as I caressed my wife, edging my fingers down towards her hips, then over as I moved around the girl and brought my mouth into play again. I kissed Stephanie's side, then worked over her hip to lick around her navel and head down. She dropped her legs wide open, her pussy still pulsating from her orgasm, and I kissed my way right to the opening. As before, I rolled her hips up and began to enjoy the soaked flesh against my face, smelling her musk and feeling her spasm as I hit the trigger points.
I turned to Emma again, she stood there looking more relaxed, and I smiled. She returned it hesitantly, but I had confidence in her desire to tease and please, and I reached to grab her hand and pull her over. She shook her head with a pleading look, and I gave her a reassuring smile, and mouthed, "just try." She looked pretty unsure, but I moved to make room for her to slide up next to me and used my finger to lightly trace the edges of the opening then flick Stephanie's clit, showing Emma her target. Then I once again took the youngster by the ponytail and now steered her between my wife's legs.
Even though she was hesitant, I think that her success in triggering an orgasm in my wife had her both excited and curious. I was relieved when she began to lightly kiss the highest reaches of Stephanie's inner thighs, and then she began to imitate me, tracing the edges of her labia, then dipping into the creamy center, and working up to her clit. When Stephanie moaned, "oh yeah baby, lick my clit," it didn't matter who she thought she was talking to, Emma latched onto the nub and gave it whatever treatment she hoped to receive on her own.
I had rolled to the side, my right hand now holding my wife's left thigh to the bed, Emma holding her right. My face was close enough to the lovemaking to see Emma's little pink tongue stroking the clit and upper reaches of Stephanie's pussy, and to see the opening clenching in response. It was the most erotic thing I'd ever seen. And the fluids slipping from my wife's pussy, dribbling down to her anus and onto the bed, just kept flowing.
Much as I loved the show, I couldn't stand just being an observer. I began to kiss the back of Emma's neck, and untied her bikini top. She raised up onto her knees, lifting her body from the mattress, and her little breasts hung beneath, her nipples tiny and hard. I tied her hair in a knot, and slid down to caress her little ass, then slid off the mattress to kneel on the floor behind her. Lightly, I licked all along the edges of her bikini bottom, spread her knees and reached under her to kiss her pussy through the wet scrap. The scent of her, so fresh and light, reached deep inside me. She reached back now, and pulled the suit down with one hand, leaving it askew, below her cheek on one side, and across the other. With her mouth on Stephanie's pussy, and her ass in the air, her cheeks were spread wide, and I didn't hesitate to bring my mouth to her, driving my tongue deep inside. Her head came up for a second, but she returned to her task and slurped at my wife.
I tried to be quiet, and just grazed the tight teen flesh, licking around her pussy, up behind her to her little brown starfish, and tickling it as I stroked her furrow with my thumb. Then I carefully slid the bathing suit bottoms down over her perfect ass and dropped them around her ankles.
I knew that I should save it for later, but I was so tempted to just impale her with my cock as she ate my wife out, even knowing that the result would be a very complicated situation with Stephanie. That and the fact that I didn't want to take Emma's virginity just yet made me talk myself out of it. But my cock demanded attention, so I stood and braced my knees on the edge of the mattress and eased it between her thighs into the gap below her pussy. She brought her thighs closer together to tighten around my shaft, and I began to slowly ease back and forth between the smooth thighs, feeling her pubic hair brush the top.
I wasn't surprised to find that this pussy job provided more than enough stimulation to get me going, and my cockhead swelled against my niece. With the coordination of a gymnast, she continued to lick Stephanie's pussy while she reached back and pushed up on my cock to ease it into the valley between her labia. I could feel her trembling with her own stimulation as I bumped over her clit on the forestroke, my cock seeming to angle up for penetration on its own.
I realized that this couldn't go on all night, and an exit strategy was in order, so I withdrew and pulled at Emma's hair. She had no interest in leaving her wet snack though, I had to basically pull her from the crevice.
Finally, with a huge sigh she knelt up on the bed, her face soaked with my wife's juices, and smiled at me. I kissed her and she smeared my face with the fragrance. Then she slid off of the bed and picked up her bikini. I though she was going to leave, but she stood there, naked and beautiful, and gave me the "it's all yours."
I slid back in and began to tongue fuck Stephanie now, caressing her bottom as I pressed her knees to her chest to open her up. "Oh baby, do what you were just doing, oh my god," she whined. I looked at Emma and she grinned triumphantly, then stuck that cute pink tongue out at me. She curled it up into a little hook and showed me her lapping motion. Fuck, had she ruined my wife for cunnilingus?
But I knew that even with Emma's technique, I was going to cheat to finish Stephanie off. I slid two fingers into her pussy now, reaching up to stroke the ridges of her g-spot while I hooked at her clit, as she requested. "Oh, yeah, that's it baby. Like that!" Emma pouted in my periphery, and I smiled into my wife's cunt. Then, as I felt her motions quicken, I wiped a glob of her cum on my little finger and began to tickle at her back door.
Stephanie planted her feet and raised her ass as her orgasm approached. Feeling her begin to spasm on my fingers, I slid the pinky into her ass and she exploded.
The fun part of my wife orgasming in a hotel room was her loss of inhibition, especially when she had a good buzz. At home she was always a little concerned about somebody hearing her; the kids, the neighbors... But here in the no-tel, not realizing that she was being watched and, yes, molested by her teen-age niece, she felt free to release. So it was epic. She wailed as she came. Her legs flailed, she howled with pleasure as her pussy and anus clenched at my fingers. I can't remember her ever being louder, and I was happy to give credit to my niece's first attempt at licking a woman.
Stephanie pulled her arm anchor free again, and grasped my head, grinding it into her clit as I pistoned my fingers in and out of her. It was everything that an orgasm should be. One last moan, and she collapsed, every muscle just went slack. When she pulled the pillowcase free and reached for her blindfold, Emma looked for just a second like she was going to stand her ground, but danced into the closet instead.
Though she looked exhausted, my wife smiled at my raging hard-on and beckoned me to her. I lay between her legs and slid inside her, and she kissed me with wet gratitude. After a few strokes, I pulled out and flipped her over, pressing her upper body to the mattress, and raising her ass. She squatted down on her knees, spreading her cheeks but tightening her abused pussy, and I began to long-stroke her from behind. I was taking it slow, though I was excited, I'd already come once on the balcony, and wanted to make it last.
Stephanie was enjoying it as well, and we settled into a comfortable rhythm, I wasn't even thinking about how to get Emma out of the room yet. Suddenly, though, there was a light stroke up between my thighs, and a small hand began to massage my sack. It felt amazing, and only got better when Emma pulled me back and I slid from the wetness. She quickly reached her other hand under me and gave my cock a few quick strokes; all the way to the tip, circling the head and back down. I loved the feeling of her slim fingers smearing the cum from my wife's pussy up and around my cock.
I reentered my wife, reveling in the stimulation of the teen massaging me in the middle of our lovemaking. But I entered a whole new world of pleasure when I felt her hot breath on my ass, her lips on my cheeks, and the torturous light tickle of her little tongue on my anus. I don't know where the motivation came from, but now my pretty teen niece was rimming me and stroking my balls while I buried myself in my wife's soaked pussy. I had never experienced so much stimulation, physical and mental, and when she sharpened that pink tongue of hers and just entered me, I saw stars. I withdrew, pulling back, seeking more, then rammed back inside as I erupted.
Orgasms like that should have their own name, I held myself deep inside Stephanie, pulsing cum into her as Emma tortured me from behind. When I could take no more, I drove Stephanie to the mattress, and hooked my arm around her head, turning her to me and watched a naked 19-year-old dance out the patio door with her bikini in hand, and climb over the railing to her balcony. Emma blew me a kiss and disappeared.
I couldn't wait to see what might happen at my niece's house that night.
After a full day on the beach with my cousin and his family, we all started packing up to head back to his place.
As we split up to ferry our beach supplies back to the parking lot, Emma detoured off to the left between some cabanas. Being unfamiliar, I stood looking at both paths, until she crooked her little finger at me. "You need to see what's over here, Uncle Mikey." Then she flashed a snow-white breast at me, and I immediately followed her.
She detoured off the path behind a cabana, and, looking over her shoulder, beckoned me to follow. She spun around me and gave me a smile, "gotta get out of this wet bathing suit!" Then she had me hold up a large beach towel to shield her as she changed out of her bikini. As I held the towel and looked over my shoulder to make sure the coast was clear, I felt something drape over my shoulder. I turned my head to see that it was her bikini top. She pulled the towel down just a little so that we were face to face and said, "I need to brush some of this sand off."
She pulled the towel down some more and begin to brush off her breasts, gazing at me the entire time. I tried to look away, but her firm little C-cups and her hard red nipples standing out from the pure white flesh of her breasts had me mesmerized. There was just a thin line of sunburn separating the pale virginal skin from her honey-hued tan.
I looked up into her eyes and she saw that I was under her spell. "Kiss me," she ordered. Despite the precariousness of the situation, I leaned in for a soft kiss. She slipped one hand behind my head and held me to her as we made out. Then, breaking the kiss, she whispered in my ear, "now my nipples." I looked around once, realizing that we had little privacy, but she licked my ear wetly and said it again, a little firmer. "Kiss my nipples, Uncle Mike."
I lowered my face to her chest and took a nipple in my lips. Holding it in my mouth I begin to run my tongue around and around the little nub as it hardened for me. "Mmmm, I like that," she hummed. "Now the other one." I obliged with the same treatment and then begin to suck on her, taking a mouthful of her deep inside. She moaned again then leaned down and licked deep in my ear. Pulling the towel back up she ducked down to pull off her bikini bottoms. I couldn't help myself from looking over the towel and watching her dance out of them, revealing her firm little white ass and soft brown fur. She looked up at me and, holding them to my face, giggled, "look how wet they are, and I didn't even pee in them!" I didn't even have to look, I could smell her in them.
"You know, but now that I think about it, I really do have to pee," Emma said in mock seriousness.
"Oh God, no. Please," I groaned. But it was too late. Naked, my niece squatted against the Cabana and spread her tanned thighs. The white flesh which had been beneath her bikini fairly glowed in contrast. Using two fingers of her right hand she spread her lips and revealed the pink flesh between them. Almost instantly her little pee hole began to produce a golden stream which reached a good foot and a half in front of her. This picture would be forever frozen in my mind; my niece, completely naked, thighs spread apart, squatting in the sunshine and peeing in the sand. Smiling at me the entire time.
"You know Uncle Mike, if we come up here by ourselves sometime, this could be a lot of fun." Still peeing, she stood up and walked towards me. Since she still held her lips apart, the stream did not diminish and I watched breathlessly as it approached me in the sand until the warm liquid began to splatter on my feet. I still held the towel as Emma peed on my feet, and she reached through it and squeezed my cock. " You could lay right here in the dunes, and I could squat down and pee all over you. We could roll around in the sand and then maybe I could lick your big fat cock. We could take all the time we wanted, we'd have time to make you cum. Wouldn't that be fun?"
Just then we heard her mom calling for her. That broke the trance, and I thought that it would get it her moving. But still she stood there, naked, as the last of the stream dribbled from her.
"But if you're feeling really brave, I can make you come right now! Prob'ly wouldn't take a second," she teased, reaching for my erection.
I was starting to panic a little. "Come on Emma, we've got to get going," I pleaded. But always the tease, she took her time.
Slowly she bent over, her sweet ass spreading as she picked up her white shorts, her little rosebud shone bright pink in the sunshine. She put one leg in and then stopped. "Oops, I almost forgot my panties! That would be naughty!" She reached in her bag and pulled out a little pink scrap and bent over even farther and danced into her panties. I looked around, sure we were about to be discovered. "Aren't you going to watch me put on my panties Uncle Mike?" I look back just in time to see her sweet pussy disappear into the thong.
Realizing that time was up, I threw the towel over my shoulder, tossed her bikini into her bag, and headed down the path. "Hey, where are you going?" she squealed, and I heard her scrambling to get dressed. "I'm standing here in nothing but a pair of panties! Ooh, I'm going to get you for this," she laughed. I looked back to see her wearing her panties and a t-shirt, hopping on one leg as she tried to put on her shorts. We were both laughing when she lost her balance and fell into the sand. She arched her back and pulled the shorts up, zipped up, then stood and tried to shake the sand out of her shorts.
"Now I've got sand sticking to my coochie! You want to know who's going to clean that up?" she asked in a warning tone as she ran past me. She veered off the path and ran through the dunes taking an alternate route towards the parking lot. Just as she disappeared her mother came into view. "Isn't Emma with you?"
"Not me, I was just using the restroom."
"All alone?"
"Yup, just me."
Susie studied me, swaying just a bit, and gave me a drunken smile.
"I remember when you used to like a little bit of company when you had your cock out. Like at weddings?"
Susie and I had had a little drunken tryst in a ladies' room during a family wedding reception a decade earlier. Although we were interrupted before we could completely violate our wedding vows, we were left alone long enough to get a little taste of each other. This is a story for another time, but I had left the wedding with her panties in my pocket and her essence on my lips. She had left with a little bit of cream in her tummy, and maybe a drop or two in her hair. We had mutually agreed later that nothing had ever happened.
"Susie, you know I'm pretty sure I was supposed to forget all about that!"
She pulled me aside, put her lips to the same ear her daughter had licked moments before, and whispered, "I've tried, I really have, but when I see my daughters getting all giggly with you I get, well, someday we might just have to go down that path again." Looking around and seeing nobody she knew, she reached out to squeeze my cock. Finding it hard, but not knowing that her oldest daughter had put me in that condition, she smiled, "Hmm, looks like I wouldn't have a whole lot of trouble talking you into it either!"
"Well..." I hesitated.
"Well, take your suit off, or well, I'll think about it?" Taking my hand she brazenly cupped her pussy over her one-piece suit. I could feel the warmth of her, the sponginess of her bush, and she moved closer. She moved my hand to her ass, and I cupped it, pulling her in close, my cock encased in her tummy. I looked down into her baby blues, and she smiled. "I don't know why you and your big old dick just make me want to be so bad."
I kissed her as I'd just kissed her daughter, and she responded with a slow teasing tongue dance. My fingertips reached deeper, finding the back of her pussy, pressing into the softness, and Susie moaned into my mouth.
I lowered my lips to her neck, and softly sucked and licked her as she reached into my trunks and began to tease the head of my full erection. Suddenly I saw movement over her shoulder, and there was Emma peering over a dune. Her hand covered her mouth, and her eyes were wide. She shook her head and smiled as she headed to the cars. A few seconds later she called out from farther away, "Mom! Uncle Mike! Let's go!"
Another squeeze of my cock, a slap on her luscious ass, and we headed to join the family.
"Just wait, Mikey. I'm gonna make you forget about all these bikinied youngsters," she warned.
"I know you will, you little slut," I lied.
"Uncle Mikey," I heard the young girl's voice. "What are you doing in there?"
"There" was the outdoor shower at my cousin's house. The house he shared with his sexy brunette wife and his gorgeous daughters. What I was doing I definitely didn't want to be seen doing. While standing in the stall a minute before, I had noticed more than a few bikinis hanging up to dry. I didn't know which ones belonged to which woman, but I took a long look at them, and had to take a little sniff at each, to see if there was a fragrant clue.
Now Emma's sweet voice called out, "can you hang this up for me, Uncle Mike? Be careful with it, I just took it off." Then, in a soft sexy lilt, "It's kinda wet and stinky." Her hand reached over the wall, and her bikini dangled from a finger. That baby blue suit with little yellow sand dollars on it, high waisted and gathered to hug her sweet round ass. The tiny top which had encased her sweet titties as she sweated on the beach. I couldn't believe that her parents had let her wear such a skimpy suit.
All afternoon, behind dark sunglasses, I had watched that ass bounce up and down the beach in that bikini. Now it hung at my reach, and I couldn't stop myself from reaching for it. God, it was still warm, and so wet. Holding the little nylon scrap in my hands gave me an immediate erection. Folding it over I found the little white panel that had been up against Emma's sweet pussy all day. I inhaled deeply, and the sharp musk of her secretions cut to my core.
I heard her giggle, "'D'ya mind washing them out when you're done playing with 'em?" I saw her little feet beneath the shower wall, those cute little yellow-painted toenails. Then she was gone.
My mind's eye replayed our afternoon at the beach. She had played volleyball with a group of girls that afternoon, occasionally adjusting the bikini as it had ridden up between her thighs, pulling it free from her ass crack, once looking over her shoulder at me as she did, smiling at me sitting there with her parents and my wife. Her skin had glistened with sweat and I knew that the bikini had absorbed that and more.
I began to stroke myself as I remembered the scene.
Once she had run out to me as I lounged in an inner-tube style raft in the ocean, jumping and splashing through the waves, breasts jiggling, bikini bottoms sagging just a little below her sweet pussy. She had jumped on me, knocking me off the raft, and stood there, hands on hips, laughing at me, my face inches from her pussy as I floated in the shallow water.
I could clearly see the junction of her thighs, a tiny clump of soaked pubic hair hanging down beside the fabric. "Whatcha lookin' at?" she teased, then pulled them up tight against her camel toe. Her lips were clearly defined through the thin fabric. "Ooh, I bet you'd like to have my bikini panties, wouldn't you?"
Then came the expression that I craved, the concentration, the furrowed brow. She stared into my eyes as she teased, "but you're gonna want them sooo much more now. Ooh, I just have to pee so so bad..." And the golden flow began to seep through the bikini. At first it soaked the cloth, then began to dribble in all directions, running down her tan thighs. Soon the stream picked up force and a steady stream began to flow right through the bottoms.
I turned to the raft to escape, but she jumped on my back as we tumbled into it. I could feel the hot juices trickle down my back into my suit as we rolled over. We got untangled and sat facing each other, our legs and feet intertwined. "Emma, our family is right up there," I warned.
"So, are you telling me, like, I'm not allowed to pee anymore?" she pouted. "You don't like it when I pee on you?" She faked like she was going to cry, then laughed with delight.
I choked a little on that, "um, well.."
"Oh good," she smiled brightly, "'cause I still gotta pee some more. But I guess it would be better if I didn't pee in my bottoms." With that, she pulled the scrap aside and her pussy was exposed to the sunlight, and her uncle's gaze. That glorious little portal to heaven, framed by smooth pink labia and surrounded by her soaked brown bush.
Before I could say a word, she resumed her golden flow, now spraying my feet and puddling in the raft. My balls felt the warmth of it, and she nudged my hard cock with her foot. "Somebody's got a hard-on!" she said in a sing-song tone. "Would somebody like a little foot-job from his favorite niece?" I looked at her cute feet, the toenails all painted up in yellow. She followed my gaze, "You wanna cum on my toesies, Uncle Mike?"
Emma made a funny face for a moment, I didn't know what she was trying to do, but then she drooled a huge glob of saliva into her hand. She played with it, coating both palms, then another mouthful was added and then she reached down and smeared the mess all over her little feet.
I groaned, she was constant danger to me, but there was no denying her charming domination. She slid one foot up the loose leg of my suit, her slimy foot slipping along my thigh, and found my cock with her toes. She frowned in concentration as she maneuvered a little, then got her other foot up the same way in the opposite leg. Feeling me lurch with the contact, she smiled in triumph, and began to caress me, her gooey toes unbelievably nimble. As she slipped the head between her big toe and second, the other foot went to work on stroking below my balls. She pressed hard on the base of my cock, and it oozed some more lubrication for her toes to work with.
Her potty break had stopped, but her soaked pussy was still on display, and I began to stroke her furrow with my own toe. It was funny, really. The walls of the raft were high enough to hide our incestuous game, from the beach it looked like we were just floating and chatting, but my smoking hot little niece was torturing me in every way, "are you gonna cum soon Uncle Mike? My toesies are getting tired."
I slipped my big toe just inside her cleft, and Emma's eyes opened wide. "I never had a footie myself!" she gasped when I bumped it over her tiny clit. "Oh my god! Do that again!" I began to run all of my toes up and down now, strumming her clit, her mouth dropped open and her eyes closed. Her nipples hardened instantly. "Oh fuck, Uncle Mike. That is so awesome, keep doing that." Now her hips were jerking up and down as she concentrated the pressure on her sweet spot, and suddenly she tensed up and stared hard at me, "Oh sweet jesus I'm cumming Uncle Mikey!" Her pussy began to release another fluid now, slick and creamy. It coated my foot as she found her happy spot. Watching my niece orgasm in broad daylight, in view of her parents and sisters, was enough to release me as well, and I began to coat the inside of my suit and my niece's toes as I shot ropes of cum.
I hadn't thought to check what the family might be seeing, I hoped we were shielded, but after our climaxes had subsided, I took a peek. Nobody was even looking our way, as my niece played her toes around and around in my cum-filled shorts. I started laughing, with relief mostly, but before long she joined me.
As we finally climbed out of the raft, she snuck a hand down my shorts and squeezed up my shaft, and was rewarded with a dollop of cum. She casually licked it off of her hand, then showed me the puddle on her tongue. Swallowing it down, she sighed, "Mmm, sweet and salty. Just the way I like my man's cum. Are you my man, Uncle Mike?"
"All yours, baby."
Back in the present, I held the bikini to my nose as I sampled the small yellow stain in the very center of the panel, and was rewarded with what I can only describe as the heavenly odor of a young lady's vagina, sweet and salty, fresh yet a little funky. Emma had left me alone, the cool of the evening felt nice as I stood naked, my cock erect, in the ¾ wall shower.
I took another swimsuit off a peg, this one yellow with jumping dolphins across the back. It had either been washed clean or had been there long enough for the aroma to have faded, but the silky fabric felt good as I draped it across the engorged head of my cock. I began to lightly slide it up and down, just tickling the shaft, and my cock leapt in appreciation.
I had not been enjoying myself four more than a couple minutes when my second niece, Elizabeth, had interrupted me. "Uncle Mikey, if you're not too busy could you hand me my yellow bikini please?" I looked up at the suits on the wall but there was no yellow bikini remaining; that in my hand, absorbing the clear fluid which leaked from my cock was not Emma's, but the young redhead's. As I tried to wipe my pre-cum from the bikini bottoms, I noticed a few small red curly hairs. Hairs from my 18-year-old niece. Pubes from the thick red bush between her thighs. That did nothing to curb my erection.
For, although I was obsessed with her older sister, Elizabeth had not escaped my notice that afternoon. Red-headed and freckled, she had developed a voluptuous shape which she had inherited from her mother. Both had large round soft breasts with little nipples which seemingly never softened. Both also had thick pubic bushes, obvious in their little suits. But "Lizzy" had that soft round smooth teen ass.
I had really taken notice of her that afternoon when she had bent over in front of me to grab a soda from the cooler. In fact, after she had sat down, I asked her to grab me a beer, not so much because I was thirsty but more to see her round, smooth ass in action. She gave me an exasperated look and struggled out of her low beach chair to return to the cooler and bend over it, to my sincere appreciation. It became a running joke, where every time she sat down that afternoon, I asked her for another beer. She would giggle, roll her eyes, and struggle back out of the chair, her breasts threatening to escape the halter top. Her bottoms would shift, revealing a portion of white untanned flesh to me.
The game progressed. She began to walk with a pronounced wiggle across the sand in front of me. Every time she bent over, her bikini bottom rode down just enough to show a strip of virginal white flesh and maybe a few inches of her ass crack. Like her sister, she had also given me a teasing smile over her shoulder as she gave me her little show. I loved the smile, but my attention was really focused on the little red hairs peeking out from under her bikini bottoms.
Her mother seemed to have picked up on my little game after about the third time and chided her for showing her uncle her plumber's butt, but my cock, beneath a conveniently folded beach towel, appreciated it.
The last time we played the game nobody else was around, and Elizabeth really put on a show. Her suit rode down so far that I could see some soft red hairs climbing up the valley of her ass as it swayed back and forth. My mind's eye had no trouble removing the suit and I imagined the thick red bush hiding her little pussy, and the soft red fuzz covering her beautiful pale ass. I imagined what it might be like to peel her sweaty bikini bottoms off, bend her over, and lick that sweet ass like an ice cream cone. Delve deep between her cheeks and find her tiny starfish with my tongue.
"Don't look at my butt Uncle Mike," she whined, "It's too fat."
Although I had been appreciating her womanly charms, I still really treated her more as of a kid. So my response, which could have been something along the lines of, "I think it would fit perfectly in my lap," came out as, "you are in great shape honey, but you need to be careful showing that thing off to boys."
That brought me an even bigger smile and an appreciative wag of that sweet ass. Then, after looking around to make sure the coast was clear, she actually pulled her bikini down a few more inches. "You mean showing this? My big white bottom? Would boys like to look at my butt if it was naked, do you think?" Her voice got a sexy growl to it, "Do you like looking at it Uncle Mikey? I bet you'd like to see my whole bottom naked sometime, wouldn'tcha?"
She looked pointedly at my lap now, and quickly grabbed the towel laying across it, snatching it away. My suit was bulging with my hard-on.
Lizzie gasped, her eyes wide. "Wow, Uncle Mike! I guess you really would like to see my naked butt!"
She turned back around and moved her delicious rear closer to me. To my delight, I could see that the fur thickened just a little as it neared her cleft. As I drank in the smooth young body, her look turned sultry and she said with a thick voice, "Mommy might think I need a spanking for showing you my bottom, do you think you might want to spank me before she gets back?"
My niece backed her ass even closer to me now, her suit still pulled down, and I could clearly see her fiery bush through the side of her sagging bikini bottoms. Looking around to make sure the rest of the family was still far down the beach, she placed her ass inches from me as I sat in my low chair. I couldn't help myself from inhaling deeply, discerning a heady trace of her scent.
Now she played her power hand, pulling that little suit down past the swell of her ass, revealing almost all of it. It was as smooth as marble, unblemished and perfect. The soft red peach fuzz lightly covered her cheeks and thickened gradually as it traced its way down between her freckled thighs. And as my eyes followed that silky trail, the fur made a detour left and right, leaving her little pink butthole bare and prominent. I held my breath, afraid to move, unable to look away. My erection had moved up beyond the waistband of my bathing suit and lifted it away as the angry purple head peeked from below it. My heart hammered in my chest as I fought for control
Elizabeth smiled calmly. "Spank me, Uncle Mikey, I've been a bad girl." Looking at my hand covering the head of my protruding member, "Really, really bad. I think maybe a bare bottom spanking would be good for both of us. And maybe would you kiss it better for me?"
Just then the rest of our party appeared in the distance, and I smacked her ass to get her away from me. She turned so quickly that she fell on it, her thick red hair flying wildly and her feet spraying sand all over her. As she struggled to regain her feet, spitting sand from her rosy lips, her bottoms were far enough down her thighs that I saw almost her entire pussy between her spread legs, and it was breathtaking. A thick mat of fine red hair completely covered her opening, tapering off in all directions to a peachy fuzz, and just a glimpse of her smooth hairless labia visible through it in the direct sunlight. Her hair was stuck to her face, she was a mess of red hair and sand, and that pussy. Oh my god, I almost came.
Laughing, she got to her feet and pulled up her suit. She looked over her shoulder at her ass and pulled it down far enough to see my bright red handprint on her alabaster skin, "Oh, I'm gonna get you for this! I'm so gonna get you good."
The adults reached us shortly, and her mother gave me a suspicious look. "What's going on with you two?"
"Oh, your clumsy daughter was having a hard time walking and drinking a soda," I teased.
"Why you..." Elizabeth sputtered, and jumped on me, knocking me back and breaking the chair. I was flat on my back, my ass still on the seat of the chair as her soft body steamrolled me. Her fat breasts smothered my face and her right knee slid between my legs, leaving her thigh pressing on my rock-hard cock. Her momentum carried her across my body, and just for a second her legs spread around my face as her pussy grazed it. My chin caught the top of her bikini bottoms, so it was pulled down for an instant, and I felt that heavenly bush slide across my lips before they snapped back and she rolled away. It took about 2 seconds, but it felt like an hour to me, and I've relived it enough to make it days long.
Everybody was laughing like crazy. I rolled immediately, getting to my hands and knees, to hide my hard-on. Then I pretended that she'd racked me in the nuts, which brought even more laughter, but gave me an excuse to hold my groin and disguise my excitement.
Susie exclaimed, "Oh my god, Elizabeth, look what you've done to that chair!"
Her husband was almost breathless with laughter. "Forget the chair, look what you've done to your uncle's balls!"
If he only knew what she'd done to their neighbor.
Now I stood in the shower, holding Elizabeth's pre-cum streaked bikini bottoms as she waited for them just a few feet away. There was no way I was getting them clean, so to disguise my mess I dropped them into a puddle at my feet. Before I could pick them up, a small white freckled arm snaked in below the wall and scooped them up. A second later I heard Elizabeth, "Ooh, these are all gooey, Uncle Mikey. Yuk."
"Are you almost done in there? I'll just take a shower with them on and clean them out, I guess." The door to the changing area opened, startling me. Only a shower curtain separated me from my redheaded teen temptress. Below the curtain, I saw her feet do a little dance, and first her skirt, then her cotton panties, white with little balloons, appeared as they slid down her bare legs. That left her bottomless, feet away. My erection surged. Her hands appeared as I stood transfixed, holding the messy yellow bikini and she stepped into in and slid it up her legs. Now her pubic hair was in contact with the mess I'd left inside it.
"Wow, Uncle Mikey, these are really messy! Did something spill in my bikini?"
Then I saw her little fingers grasp the curtain as I stood there erect and naked, and I grabbed it to stop her from entering.
"What's the matter, Uncle Mikey?" she teased. "Don't you want to shower with me? Don't you want to help me wash my bottom?"
"I don't have my suit on, Lizzy. Give me a minute."
Her hand disappeared, but suddenly both of her hands lifted the curtain and I found myself staring into her bright blue eyes, a silly grin on her lips. But her expression quickly turned to wide-eyed surprise. My hard cock was directly in line between our faces.
"Oh my GOD Uncle Mike, your penis has a hard-on!" She stayed there, squatting down, transfixed by the sight as I tried to cover my erection with my hands.
It took a second before the spell was broken, and she dropped the curtain. I still saw her feet below it as she stood still. "Oops, I'm so sorry Uncle Mike, I was just kidding."
"It's ok, Lizzy, but you can't tell anybody."
"Oh, I know." There was a pause, but then the curtain did open, and there she stood in the yellow bikini bottoms and a tank top. Her soft pale body so perfectly proportioned. Her expression was contrite. Her plump lips so enticing. I quickly covered my angry member.
"Was that my fault?" she asked shyly. "Did I make your penis hard by teasing you?"
I nodded, "but it's nothing to be sorry for, honey. You're just a very sexy young lady. You need to be careful with your flirting, that's all, boys have very little control around beautiful girls."
She smiled, "you think I'm sexy?"
"Baby, I don't think. You're dynamite, and just as dangerous."
She stepped closer, "Is that why my bikini is messy? Is that from your penis?"
I blushed.
"Oh, it's ok. It makes me feel good that I can do that to you, like I'm sexy." She put her hands on my hips. "But I feel like I should, like, make you feel better?"
"Oh, I don't know Lizzy. You're still my sweet niece, remember?"
She stood up on her tiptoes and kissed me softly, then kissed my neck, running her tongue around in a circle.
She whispered, "I'm sweet, but I'm not a little girl anymore, Mike. Let me show you."
Her hands took my wrists and moved them from my cock and placed them behind her, cupping her ass. Now she was able to move up against me, and I felt her soft tummy envelope my erection.
I was unable to resist any of this, and she began to kiss me slowly and deeply. She tasted fresh and sweet, her lips so soft, her tongue probing my mouth.