I can’t even say if I was the one who led her on, or if it
was just something that developed on its own. Because I was Cookie’s favorite
uncle, she seemed to snuggle up to me more than she did with others in the
family (and I, in turn, seemed to play with her more than with any of my other
nieces and nephews).

I think the first time I touched her inappropriately was
when she was 13. Cookie was teasing and taunting me, and that escalated to the
point where I had begun tickling her. All of a sudden, after one of her violent
shifts of laughter, my hand actually landed on her tiny breast. Of course, it
had been accidental and I pulled my hand away as if I’d just touched a hot
stove. Still, the way my mind had suddenly become alert, I think that was the
first time that I became aware that my niece was no longer a child. In fact,
the incident seemed to be the trigger, which soon had me looking at the
youngster with surprise and possibly suppressed lust. My surprise was at how
she had managed to mature without my noticing. From there I found myself
looking at her more and more.

Maybe it was that Cookie had occasionally noticed me looking
at her legs or chest, or maybe it was just that she was maturing, but whatever
the case, it was during the next year that I found that I was becoming totally
aware of her femininity whenever she would sit on my lap or rest back on my
chest. I soon began to purposely breathe in her youthful aroma when we were
close to each other. I also started to deliberately, yet surreptitiously touch
her young body. That my niece never objected meant that she either never
noticed or that maybe she was okay with my doing those things.

It was soon after Cookie turned fourteen that we began
playing eye games - - or maybe it was just my imagination, I’m not sure. I only
know that whenever I was over visiting at her house, our eyes seemed to play
with each other. I tried to figure out whether it was only my imagination and I
finally decided it wasn’t. It was also around that time that I began to
masturbate at night with visions of the youngster in my head, and I was
continuously awash in self-recrimination for the thoughts I was starting to
have about her.

She had just turned 15 when this happened. It was a little
after 4 P.M. on a Saturday afternoon,
and I had gone over to visit her mom and dad. When I got to their house, I
found that Cookie was alone. Ken and Mindy had just left, and apparently were
going to be gone for the rest of the day. They were going to do a bit of
shopping, and then go to dinner and a movie. They weren’t expected back until
late at night.

They’d left my niece some money to call for pizza, and Cookie
had been going to have a friend over later. Even though my sister and her hubby
were out, I decided to visit with my niece anyway.

It wasn’t long before I found myself looking at the
15-year-old as if I was a lecher (which I suppose I was). She had been wearing
tight jeans, and her shapely butt was a sight to behold. A few times, she
caught me looking at her as she was walking about, and she smiled. At one
point, I swear that her eyes went to my crotch, which, although not the first
time, was certainly enough to get my adrenalin pumped.

It was while I was trying to keep my attention away from her
body and on the TV that Cookie told me that she would be back in about 15
minutes; saying she felt so grungy, she wanted to take a quick shower.

It was about a half-hour later when the youngster returned
and this time she was wearing a skirt and blouse. I swear my cock hardened when
she walked into the room, because it was obvious that she was trying to impress
me. I mean the skirt was so short that I’m sure that my sister didn’t even know
about it or if she did she probably forbade her daughter from wearing it.

Cookie had also put on some eye make up and she had on a
tint of lipstick, which she never wore around the house. However, it was the
youngster’s blouse that really got my attention. It was a light blue silk
pullover and to my amazement, my little niece’s nipples pointed through; she
obviously wasn’t wearing a bra.

I caught my breath at the sight and she paused and smiled,
looking into my eyes. I was sure that the youngster wanted me to do more than
look; this seemed like a transparent invitation. Yet because of her age and our
relationship a voice was screaming in my head not to do anything.

Our eyes held and I could see that she was breathing very
hard. I think we were both afraid to speak, both afraid that our voices would
fail, both afraid that we might find that it wasn’t so, that we were making up
something in our heads that really didn’t exist.

“God you’re so beautiful,” I finally whispered.

Cookie looked at me as if she were struggling with what to
say. Finally, she asked, softly, “Am I?”

I nodded and sat up straight, then moved forward on the
cushion, spreading my legs as an invitation for her to come by me.

My niece took a breath and then slowly walked toward the
easy chair in which I was sitting, until she was standing directly in front of
me. I slowly lifted a hand and watched her reaction. The youngster simply
watched me as I reached out to touch her left thigh, just below the hem of her miniskirt.
The feel of the soft flesh of her thighs was causing my penis to tingle.

I looked up and saw that Cookie closed her eyes as I touched
her, at the same time I noticed that she was breathing more rapidly. I began to
slowly massage her thighs, staying below the hem of her skirt.

"Cookie, would you like to see how you attract me; how
you excite me?”

She seemed frozen on the spot, afraid.

“Sweetheart, open your eyes and look at me."

She did as I asked and then I motioned to her with my eyes to
direct her gaze down to my crotch. As she slowly complied, I opened my legs
even wider, so as to lewdly display my hardened cock, bulging pants and all,
for her eyes. It turned me on to show my young niece my erection through my
pants, and it turned me on even more to see the expression on her face as she
stared at it, her mouth open, speechless and wide-eyed. At fifteen, she may
have been pure, but she wasn’t unaware of life.

"Cookie you've never been with a man, have you?"

The youngster shook her head from side to side in response
to my question. Her face was full of excitement and nervousness.

"Have you ever seen a man's hardness before?"

She indicated no with the slightest movement of her head,
and I didn’t detect anything to indicate that she wanted me to stop.

I don’t think that I’d ever been so afraid in my life. That
fear only fueled my excitement.

Tentatively, I began to slide my hands up under her skirt,
feeling the smooth, firm muscles of her upper thighs, then further up to her
firm buttocks. If I would have sensed or seen any aversion in her eyes, I would
have stopped. Instead, I saw excitement mixed with fear on my niece’s face; the
fear obviously of the unknown. With my cock now throbbing, I continued to feel
the youngster up under her skirt, waiting to see if and when she would stop me,
and pull away, but it never happened. By her breathing pattern, I sensed that Cookie
wanted more.

Nervously, I took the next step. My right hand slowly slid
around to the front of her body, gently moving in between her legs - - I could
feel her trembling. She knew what I was about to do and obviously was at least
partially willing, maybe even totally. When she didn’t reach down to stop me, I
then gently cupped the crotch of her panties.

As my hand gently cupped her, Cookie moaned. Then she took a
half step outward, opening her legs more and giving me greater access. My hand
explored her mons through her panties. My niece was very wet. I began to rub
gently at the crack where her pussy lips puffed and met. When she moaned again,
I moved my fingers up, searching for and finding the small protrusion. I slowly
rubbed her clitoris through her thin panties and my niece began to grind her
little mound ever so slightly against my hand.

Cookie then looked at me and began to speak haltingly,
"Uncle Ron...can I…I want to...Ohh my god...," With that, she let out
a sigh.

"What is it, Hon? What do you want, sweetheart?"

"Can I see your pe...your c-cock? I've never seen a
man's thing before."

My cock was so hard it couldn’t get any harder, but because
of its excitement, it seemed to want to try to enlarge even further. Unable to
do so, it caused it to hurt from its super tightness.

I stopped rubbing her and began to open my pants. I wanted
nothing more than to display my hardness to this beautiful young teenager. As I
opened my belt buckle and began to unzip, I whispered, hoarsely, “Lift your
skirt for me, Hon. Let me see you there.”

Our eyes met and held for about ten seconds. I saw my
15-year-old niece swallow nervously and then she reached down to grasp the hem
of her miniskirt. With both hands, she slowly drew the skirt upwards, her hands
seeming to almost move in slow motion. She had undoubtedly decided to cross the
line, just how far I wasn’t sure. I determined that it was time to take the
chance to find out.

Raising myself up off the chair, in one move I lowered my
pants and briefs, exposing my erect cock to the youngster. By then my balls
were tight and full of cum. I lowered myself back to a sitting position
directly in front of her.

Cookie stared at my cock for what seemed an eternity. My
heart was pounding, wondering if she was going to run away or possibly scream,
while hoping beyond hope that she was willing.

Finally, she whispered, "Can I touch you, Uncle Ron? I
want to know what it feels like when it gets hard like that."

Then, without waiting for my reply, the teenager moved.
While still holding her skirt uplifted in her left hand, she bent a bit, and
then reached down with her right hand. I sucked in my breath as I felt her soft
fingers slowly and gently wrap themselves around my throbbing flesh. Her
fingers were hot to the touch on my cock and I had to keep from shooting off at
their touch. Instead of immediately either pulling away in fear or beginning to
touch about in curiosity, Cookie’s hand paused in place. The heat from her hand
seemed to be burning my shaft, which itself was heated. After about 30 seconds
in which I guess she was coming to grips with what was happening, Cookie soon
began to slide her right hand up and down my throbbing cock, drawing
lubrication from the precum that was leaking out the tip. With her left hand,
she continued to hold her skirt up around her waist and exhibit her
panty-covered pussy to me. I can’t tell you how arousing that sight was, to see
my own niece’s nakedness from the hips down, only covered by her panties.

The time had come to make a decision, either to let her
continue touching me, working her hand about my flesh, and come all over her
hand, or go for what I really wanted.

I gently grabbed her right wrist and stopped the movement of
her hand on my cock.

"Doesn't that feel good…? Did I hurt you…?" she
nervously asked.

I smiled and reached up to her blouse. Immediately the
youngster understood what I was going to do. To my relief, my niece wanted this
too. Letting go of my cock and her skirt, she lifted her arms as I raised the
blouse above her head.

In one movement I tossed it aside. Then I looked in wonder.
I had guessed right, Cookie wasn’t wearing a bra. My eyes immediately
scrutinized the smallish round cups of flesh with their hard pointed nipples.
They were about the size of oranges and stood out proudly, taut balls of flesh.

"They're beautiful, baby girl."

My niece looked at me questioningly and I knew what she was
thinking.

"No they are not too small, in fact they are perfect;
so firm and round. Such nice nipples."

With that, I began to caress her hard little nipples and she
again closed her eyes and moaned in pleasure. I then leaned forward and took
one of the wondrous morsels in my mouth, gently sucking on it. I heard her
gasp. My cock grazed up against her smooth, naked thigh as I licked and sucked
her nipples. Cookie began moaning again and I knew that the teen was not going
to stop me from anything. I nipped at the nipple and she pushed her chest into
me.

With reluctance, I left my niece’s breasts and began to undo
the buttons on the side of her miniskirt. When the skirt was loosened, it
floated down her legs to the floor. She stood there in nothing but her blue
nylon panties, which fit her as tight as if it was her own skin. I reached up
with my hands and placed them on her hips. Then after looking up to her face, I
moved my head to her crotch and inhaled the young female musk that was
emanating from her pussy. Then I began to lick her through the panties. I heard
her gasp as she instinctively opened her legs even further to give me greater
access to pleasure her. I reached around and cupped her hot butt cheeks in my
hands as I lapped and breathed into the heated crotch. It didn't take long to
bring the youngster to her first orgasm. She shuddered and grabbed the back of
my head pushing it into her nylon-covered crotch. Her firm, quivering thighs
gently squeezed my head.

As she began to recover from her pleasure, she straightened
up and looked again at my throbbing erect penis.

"Do you want to put it inside me, Uncle Ron?"

I groaned at the thought of having her. “Oh god yes, baby
doll. There’s nothing that I want more. I’m just so afraid if someone was to
find out…”

“Me too, but I promise…I won’t tell.”

This was no time for either conversation or debate. I really
had very little control over my needs.

I stood up and my niece gave me room, taking a step back.
Then, I gently pushed her back until she was against the couch. With my
guidance, she lowered herself on to it. I reached down and put my fingers into
the waistband of her panties. As she watched me anxiously, I paused, giving her
time to back out. With no objection forthcoming, I then pulled them down her
legs to her ankles. Hurriedly, she then kicked them off and raised her knees
up, knowingly spreading wide her thighs.

Cookie’s female instincts were taking over her body as she
revealed her virginal pussy in all its glory. At the same time, I lowered
myself to my knees on the floor, directly between her parted legs, my eyes
zoning in on a 15-year-old’s pussy for the first time in my life.

Instinctively, Cookie tried to close her thighs. So many
girls her age think that their vaginas are disgusting looking.

I stopped her. “Please don’t baby girl. Let me look at it,
it's so sexy, so womanly. Your pussy is beautiful."

The youngster looked up at me and then turned her reddened
face away from mine.

"It’s got hair there now. That makes it ugly. Mom won’t
let me shave."

I answered her by smiling at her and bending forward to lick
her again; this time, without the barrier of her nylon panties, I let my nose
go up into my niece’s hole, just smelling and inhaling her awesome musky scent.
Carefully, I pulled her pussy lips apart with my free hand and probed my tongue
into the inner surface of her inner lips.

Cookie cried out from the intense pleasure she was feeling.
"Oh, my God, Uncle Ron, that's wonderful. That is the most incredible
thing ever."

Her thighs had already turned out, presenting her pussy
fully to me. And I knew in a few seconds she would feel something even better.

I tried to fuck her with my tongue, wedging it into her as
far as it could go.

“Ahhhmmmm, ooooh god Uncle Ronnnnghh ahhhh…!”

I was attacking the youngster’s cunt with my mouth and my
tongue, eagerly sucking, licking, and stroking her clitoris. I was determined
to make her cum. She was moaning and whimpering; ramming her pussy into my face.
Her young body was rocking and thrashing about excitedly on the couch. With my
tongue, I pushed her the hood of her clit out of the way and sucked her swollen
love button into my mouth. My lips formed a seal at the base of Cookie's
adorable clit and I applied a gentle suction, caressing the engorged sides and
top with my tongue.

“Ohgodohgodohgod…”

Like most women, almost reflexively, the youngster squeezed
my temples with her legs and pressed on the back of my head, forcing my face
into her pussy, which was already fucking upward.

"Ohmygod, what's happening?" she cried. "It's
wonnngh-derful!"

My niece was now continuously moaning as she squeezed my
head between her thighs, pushing her pelvis up to meet my mouth. The moans
turned to mutters as she writhed and bucked from my eager oral ministrations.

After a few minutes of this, Cookie started cumming. I
suppose that she masturbated, but I think that now, for the first time in her
life, my little niece was having an all-out orgasm. The 15-year-old rocked back
and forth on her ass, pitching my head around, while her upper body thrashed
about excitedly on the couch. I kept my arms tightly holding to her thighs and
my mouth kept sucking and licking her clit. Cookie continued cumming for
several minutes until her whole body gave a violent spasm, her back arched and
she rode the highest wave of her climax. She screamed and straightened her legs
up in the air. I pulled back and watched, my face wet with the 15-year-old’s
awesome smell.

Then she watched me with wild eyes that looked like a
frantic animal’s. My cock began to twitch when she said in a very quiet voice,
"Please fuck me, Uncle Ron. I want to feel you inside me."

I looked down at this sexy young teen, her long legs wantonly
spread open, with her knees raised. My niece was knowingly spreading her
thighs, offering her pussy for the first time in her life. Her perfect mound
was open and inviting, all of its wet pinkness revealed to my eyes. Her clit
was standing up out of its little hood of surrounding skin. And her hole was
completely open, waiting for the moment that it would be penetrated for the
first time.

“Okay baby girl. I will. Remember no one can know…”

I gripped her legs just under her knees and moved forward as
I spread her legs as far as I could. Cookie surprised me by reaching down with
both of her hands and guiding my cock to her. Her eagerness was only increasing
the need I felt as the head of my cock first made contact with her wetness. I
was poised to enter my own niece’s pussy-hole when I looked at her face.

"Do it," she said, "but g-go easy, d-don't
hurt me."

I groaned as the head of my cock slid into the youngster. I
leaned into her gently. She was very wet and, in spite of the fact that my
niece was a virgin, I met little resistance. I eased my cock into her, letting
my cock slide slowly into her. She gasped as I slid into her, a low breathy
sound that started as a sigh and built into a groan of pure pleasure.

As she began to open to me, Cookie emitted a long, soft, groan.
Her pussy was enveloping my cock in a warm wet hold. She was tight inside, as
only a young teen virgin could be. Her legs wrapped around my waist and pulled
me to her. Her pussy was wet, heated velvet, I thought I was gonna blow my load
right there. I held very still, trying to regain some control.

I looked down to enjoy the sight of my throbbing cock
embedded within the growth of hair in her pussy. Then she tightened her long
legs around me and began to thrust herself up toward me. I withdrew, then
thrust back into her, and then started pumping my cock in and out.

I backed off and pushed in again - - a little deeper - -
then again - - again; each thrush eliciting a pleasurable grunt from within the
depths of her throat. Probing a little deeper each time, until I finally pushed
my pubic bone against hers. I pushed myself in to the hilt until I could feel
that I could go no further, reveling in the feel of her. YES! I didn’t want to
move for the rest of my life. However, a greater need rose up – I needed to reach
sexual heights as much as I needed air.

I began to slowly move my cock back out and Cookie grabbed
at my hips as if to stop me.

"Just stay in me, Uncle Ron. I want to be filled up
with you."

I slowly pulled back to the sound of a needful whimper, “Nooo.”

I pushed back in, “Yessss.”

I pulled back. “Nooo.”

And pushed in faster, “Ohhhh.”

Faster and faster I went. I began to fuck Cookie as hard and
as fast as I could - - and she loved it.

She opened her eyes, and I could see pure lust as our eyes
met. I withdrew nearly all the way, then stroked back into her. Cookie groaned
aloud and hotly urged, “It’s okay, Uncle Ron. Do it harder - - harder please?”

We started rocking on the couch, slowly at first, I started
thrusting deeper and harder, and she was arching up to meet every thrust,
fucking me as much as I was fucking her.

I reared back to get a better angle and reached down with
one hand to stroke her clit while we rocked back and forth, At that contact, Cookie
started to shiver; her hips started jerking and her pussy clamped down on me
like a vise.

She was gasping now, short ragged breaths. She wrapped her
legs around my hips, pulling me so deep inside her I felt her cervix against
the tip of my dick. My little niece seemed to love fucking! I dug in and pushed
harder, still stroking her clit.

I knew this couldn't last as I had been so hard for so long
and my niece was so worked up. I began to thrust in and out, picking up the
tempo as I felt myself so close to cumming. I ran my hands up and down her
smooth legs as I fucked in and out of her cunt. Cookie instinctively wrapped
those legs around me, squeezing at me as she bucked up to meet my increasingly
more demanding thrusts. I could feel her inner cunt muscles clamping on my
cock, coaxing my cum out. GOD SHE WAS
TIGHT!

“Ohmygod ohmygod Ohmygod!!!” she urgently uttered, her cries
now unmistakably those of a girl at the height of pleasure.

Then she was moaning and muttering incoherently and I could
feel my cum rising. She suddenly screamed out, “OH GOD IT’S - - SOMETHING’S I
CAN’T STOP IT!!!! OH IT’S SOOOOO AHHHH UNCLE RONNNNNNNGGGGGGG AHHHHH…”

My hot little niece was cumming, and in an attempt to finish
together, I started to speed up my pumps. The youngster was gasping and
breathing faster; her cunt was squishing as I pistoned in and out of her.

“Oh god baby girl OH GOD let me go…” I was half-heartedly
trying to pull out and she clutched at me tighter, almost as if she knew what
was about to occur. “Cookie oh my god hon, I’m going to … AHHHHHHHH”

She screamed. A wordless howl of pure pleasure. Then she was
hurriedly babbling, "Make me feel it, Uncle Ron. I want to feel you
squirting inside me oh yes fuck me, yes."

I was getting close; I felt my load boiling in my balls. I thrust
my cock in as far as I could and suddenly, I couldn't hold back any longer. I
pushed into her one more time and let go. My entire body tightened as I felt my
cock begin to shoot my copious load of cum into my little niece’s rippling
cunt. As my cock bottomed out within the child, I could feel the precious waves
of her orgasm pulsate through her groin.

Cookie screamed and continued to pant quickly, pushing back
up to me, her muscles clamping on my pumping cock. She was like a wild animal.

She screamed again and continued to cum just as my first
jets of cum shot into her, splashing off her cervix and coating the inside of
her pussy. I felt a warm rush flow over my dick; my niece had cum so much she
was leaking her juices and my jism all over us. She was grasping at me as if
her life depended on it and we worked with all of our passion against each
other as our incestuous fluids met in her heated depths.

I started to pull back, but she grabbed me and pulled my
face to hers.

"No! Don’t take it out!" she hissed. Her legs
tightened around me again and I felt her pussy quiver.

I kissed her and that slight movement set off an orgasmic
aftershock. She shuddered, and my super-sensitive dick was firmly clamped
inside her, sending matching tremors throughout my body every time either of
made the slightest move.

I slowly relaxed against her, our breath mingling,
heartbeats gently slowing to normal, the tremors fading. I kissed her again,
tasting her mouth and lips.

Finally, we both ceased moving. The youngster smiled at me.

"You fucked me and you finished in me. Promise me you
won't tell anyone what we did Uncle Ron."

I slowly pulled out and looked at my niece’s pussy, now
dripping with my semen and her juices, thick and laced with pink. Her lips were
open and puffy. I loved the view I now had of her pussy and her long legs open
for me.

That was only the first time that Cookie and I had sex,
although, after that, I was more careful.

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"Hey jess, u spending the night?" as if i already didnt know.

"Yeah, the whole weekend" when she said that my heart skipped a beat because i knew sometime this week i was going to see her in her 2 piece bathing suit considering that it is summer and about 90 degrees outside.

"Joe, im going to be downstairs ok" shouts my little sister monica

"Ok, ill be here" i shout back "You going too jess?"

"No, im a little tired, so i think im going to take a nap in monica's bed"

"Iight" i say back. Now's my chance i think to myself. As soon as she dozes off, ill sneak in and see if i can catch a glimpse of her body. I begin to watch tv as if not even thinking of my cousin for about 45 minutes. As soon as i dont hear anything froom my sisters room, i start to make my way to her door. I held my ear to the door to try and see if jessica was still up, nothing, so i slowly cracked open the door. There she is, laying there with her back towards me. Her shapely ass sticking out from under the sheet. I caught a glimpse of her black bra strap because the spaghetti strap shirt she was wearing was starting to come off her shoulders. I slowly made my way into the room, trying my hardest not to make a sound. She suddenly jerked in the bed and i froze. It was mothing, just a dream. She then readjusted herself on the bed and stuck her ass out towards me even more than before. that simple movement gave me an absolutely great look at her purely puerto rican ass. The shorts she had on were so short, i could see the curve of her ass that met her thick thighs. I immediately got a hardon, and me not wearing any underwear, my cock was completely visible to anyone who woke up or entered the room. Deciding that this would be possibly the most of her that i would see today, i pulled out my cock and started to jack-off. I started to moan her name, softly so as not to wake her up. i moved in closer and gently touched that part of her ass that was visible to me. again, she shifted in bed, but i didnt care, i kept on doing what i was doing. I slid my shorts off completely and stood there in all my glory with my cock in my hand, and my fingers on her ass. i must've been beating it too loud because she slowly awoke and sat up, not having enough time to pull my pants up,i just stood there, hoping that she wasnt completely up and went back to bed. but she didnt, she just looked at me with those beautiful eyes and said "Joe, what the hell are you doing?!" damn it, if she tells anybody, im in deep shit considering that im 19 and her blood cousin. "Damn jess, im so sorry, i dont know what came over me, please dont tell anybody" i tried to beg her but to my surprise she didnt say that she would or wouldnt, she just looked up at me and said "Can i touch it?"

"hell yea" as i said this, she reached out her hand and gently rubbed her fingers along the lenght of my shaft.

"wow its hard, and real hot"

"you should fell it inside you" as soon as i said this, i knew i was taking a big risk, first of all my sister could come up at any minute or jessica could realize what i wanted to do to her and scream her little head off.

"maybe i will" when she said that my jaw dropped almost to the floor. she wrapped her hand around my erect cock and just held it "do you want me to do what you were doing?

"yes" i said. she started to move her hand up and down my shaft, jacking me off.

"damn jessica, that feels good"

"your dick is sooo hard, is it because of me?

"yes, yes it is" she then took her tongue and slide it across the head of my prick.

"ohhhhhhh" was all that i could muster as the feel of her tongue on my prick was too much to take.

"did that feel good Joe?"

"yes, try putitng it in your mouth now"

i helped her because i could see that she was a little scared of what i asked her to do. I grabed the wrist of the hand she had on my cock, and guided it to her lips.

"Now open them and put the head in"

"ok" she said, as she opened her mouth and slide 2 inches of my cock in her young mouth.

"ooooooo wow jess, now take more of it" with that said, she just giggled and looked up at me as she took 4 more inches of my cock

"h-h-have you d-d-done this b-b-b-b-efore?

"mmmhmmmm" i took that as a yes when she deepthroated that rest of my cock

"fuck jess, suck my fucking cock" she bobbed her head up and down my cock like a pro. slurping and sucking my precum as she played with my balls.

"Fuck jess im gonna cum" i was sooooo hot from the sensation of my cousins mouth sucking my cock and her hand caressing my balls that i nearly exploded then and there. she took my cock out of her mouth with a loud pop.

"do u want to cum in my mouth Joesph?" my beautiful cousin asked me

"fuck yes i do" with that, she went back to sucking me off. She now had one hand on my balls, one wrapped around my shaft and her head bobbing on my cock.  i reached down and felt her little tits. i pinched her nipples through her halter top. I then slipped the straps off her shoulder and let the top fall from her bra. then she undid her bra, never breaking stride on my cock and let her tits bounce free from their lacey prison.

"wow those are pretty" i told my cousin, trying to keep myself from coming too soon.

i decided then that i wanted to feel her virgin pussy. i reached down and played with her belly button. she undid her tight shorts and stood up, again my cock fell from her mouth with a pop and a trail of saliva ran from my cock head to her mouth, dripping down to her tits and stomach. she wriggled out of her shorts with a devilish grin and a little shimmy that made me even hotter. she knealt back down and sucked in my cock without the use of her hands, wow was she fucking good at this!

I reached down to her surprisingly trimmed pussy, she must shave because she was practically bare with the exception of the little strip above her clit. i felt my way around and found her hooded friend. she must've been enjoying this as much as i did because she was literelly dripping wet, her pussy lips slick with her juices. I slipped my index finger inbetween her slit and with my thumb caressed her clit. i felt her moan on my cock and that made her go even faster and deeper with my cock.

"fuck im gonna cum jessica" even though i tried to warn her, she never stopped, keeping the same furious pace as before. with one last stroke into her throat, my cock spurted its white hot streams down her throat.

"fffuuuuuuuuccckkkkk" i excalimed as i felt my cock drain its manjuice into my 16 year old cousins stomach. she tried her hardest to swallow my entire load, but it wasnt gonna happen, little streams came out form the sides of her mouth and dripped onto her nipples then the floor. she kept sucking me until my cock went limp.

"that was fucking great jess"i said as she let my cock slip from her mouth and stood up, barely coming up to my chin.

"you taste great Joe, did u like it?"

"yea, i loved it jess, you really knew what you were doing"

"youre not the first cock ive had in my mouth" that was good, very good, i didnt need a rookie sucking my cock.

"we have to do this everytime you spend the night here"

"yea we do, i loved suicking your cock, and i would love to know what your dick feels like inside my tight cunt" the way she talked to me completely changed the way i saw my cousin, she went from this little innocent girl, to this cocksucking, fuckdoll-like woman.

"me too jess, i want to fuck you so bad"

"tonight, when your sister falls asleep, ill go to your room"

"ok dont knock, just come right in ok, ill be waiting"

"ok" she said as she stood on her tippytoes and deeply kissed me, her tongue darting around my mouth, the slight sweet taste of my cum along with it. and with that, she went back to bed and i went back to my room, thinking of what we just planned to do tonight. boy, i cant wait.....

Bobby was one of those kids. He had thick black, curly hair and sparkling brown eyes. His favorite song was "The Wheels on the Bus." His favorite color was red. He wore a baseball cap every day. He could hardly color within the lines and he ran in a rolling lope like an adolescent puppy. When we went swimming, he was afraid to put his face under the water. He also developed a crush on one of the other assistant counselors, Carrie. He walked around with picture she colored and gave to him, saying "Carrie’s my gurl. Carrie’s my gurl."

Bobby’s parents called me and asked me to stay with him one evening. His family was terrific! As soon as I came into the house, Bobby came running to me, calling "Dido! Dido!" I was thrilled that he remembered me. My real name's Diane.

I learned that Bobby loved Nascar. I also learned that he was very small for his age. His mother told me he just had his fifteenth birthday! All along, I’d thought he was only about eleven. Mentally, he was quite a bit younger than that. But I wasn’t an expert on special ed. I was just trying to make a little extra money and I was hoping my summer experience would count for something.

I sat with him in front of The Bionic Man and colored in his Matchbox coloring book. He went in his room and brought out that colored page from summer and chanted, "Carrie’s my gurl."

"I know she is. You miss seeing Carrie?"

He nodded with his lip sticking out.

"Dido, potty."

"You have to go potty?"

He nodded.

"Well go ahead."

He ran off. I heard a door slam.

A few minutes later I heard, "Uh oh! Uh oh! Dido, uh oh!"

"Just a minute, Bobby."

I knocked on the door even though it was ajar, and I pushed it open.

He’d made a mess. He must have gotten into his mother’s mascara. When I came into the room, he pointed to a black smear on his leg. "Uh-oh."

"Bobby, you need to take a bath." I turned on the water. "Honey, take off your clothes."

Bobby took his clothes off and stood with his hands covering his penis. He started to giggle.

"I’m not looking." I assured him.

I did notice he was starting to grow hair on his chest and his pubic area. I found a towel and a washcloth for him in a closet. There were several boats and a plastic car in the tub and he settled in and started splashing his hands against the surface of the water.

"Here’s the soap. You make sure you scrub that stuff off your leg." I walked to the toilet and picked up his clothes and threw them in the hamper. "I’m going to get your pajamas, Bobby. I’ll be right back."

When I came back into the bathroom, he was looking at me with a funny look on his face. I looked into the tub. His penis was fully engorged, and he was poking at it. It was enormous!

"Oh Bobby, don’t do that. Let’s have a boat race." I sat down by the tub and pushed a red plastic speed boat across the water to him.

He put both hands on his dick and grasped it and forced it forward, looking at it with admiration.

It was something to admire.

At age seventeen, I hadn’t seen a lot of dicks. I hadn’t seen much but little boys when they needed diapers changed, or my ten-year-old brother when he rushed from the shower to grab a towel. I’d had experimental sex one time with a boyfriend, Henry, but that was a year ago, before his family moved to Portland, in the blackness of the back seat of his car. There wasn’t time to study his erection before he came.

I couldn’t help looking at Bobby's dick. The head was full and purple. The shaft was pale, a little redder at the base and along the bottom. It bowed from his lap almost to his belly button. It was beautiful!

I’d started dating my boyfriend when he was fifteen and his dick was way smaller than Bobby’s. I held the plastic speed boat and bumped Bobby in the knee. "Hey!" I said, "Let’s have a race."

Bobby giggled and got a blue speed boat from the soap dish. "Zoom! Zo-o-o-oom!" he shouted and started pushing the boat. I forced myself to not look at him below his shoulders and pretty soon we were both smiling and pushing little boats around the tub. His erection subsided.

Whew!

I handed him the soap and a washcloth. "Let’s get you to bed."

He scrubbed his feet and his bottom. I held his towel open while he finished, and then wrapped him in the towel. He dried off.

"Sippers!" he said.

I went into his room to find his slippers.

A half hour later, I was sitting next to the bed reading his favorite story. Then it was time to turn out the light.

"Kiss-Kiss? Dido. Kiss-Kiss?"

I leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. "G’night, Honey."

He gave me a kiss back, and it was on the lips.

I turned off the reading lamp, made sure his night light was glowing and closed the bedroom door.

Then I stood with my back against the door and let out a sigh of relief. I hadn’t even realized I was holding my breath.

I got out my homework and started checking my geometry solutions against the answers listed in the back section of the textbook.

About twenty minutes later, I allowed myself to lay on the couch and think about what had happened. For some reason, it had never occurred to me that Bobby would have such a man-sized cock stuck on a body with a five-year-old mind. And it was a monster of a cock. Especially to me, with my whopping repertoire of one conquest.

I closed my eyes and I couldn’t get the image of that throbbing purple head out of my mind. I could imagine the warmth of the water enveloping his body, and see how he thrust it about like a fire hose. I could hear the babyish cry of his "Zoom! Zo-o-om!" echoing in my thought.

God. What a waste.

 

It was a couple weeks before Bobby’s family called me again to babysit. In that time, my silly thoughts flew to that image over and over. It haunted my dreams. I dreamed of Bobby at summer, needing help to hold the bat so that he could hit the softball, only when I tried to help him follow through on his swing, we were both holding that glorious cock of his. Then he was holding up his Matchbox coloring book page that I had signed and personalized with a happy face, singing, "Dido’s my gurl! Dido’s my gurl!"

The dreams were strangely erotic and I woke up more than once with a tingle between my legs.

Bobby was in the car when his parents came to get me. "Dido!" he called. "Dido’s my gurl!" he told his father, very excited.

I blushed, and climbed into the car. "I’m your girl now, huh?"

He nodded, a grin from ear to ear.

There were car races on the television when we got to his house and he settled in to watch, shouting with glee when certain cars were in the lead. I listened to his mother’s quick instructions for making dinner and then they left. I sat down to watch the race with Bobby and he grabbed my hand.

How sweet! Oh but how awkward. My head was spinning. I was having these crazy erotic thoughts about little Bobby and his big man-dick. Even though I knew better, did he know better? He was clinging to my hand, announcing that I was his "gurl" and I just sat there next to him and took it in. Since Henry, I hadn’t had anyone announce to the world that I was his "gurl" and even with Henry, it was pretty much a hush, hush, you-don’t-need-to-tell-anyone-that-I-like-you sort of arrangement. I was just a dull seventeen year old with raging hormones, trying to remind myself that even though Bobby was plenty old enough to have a girlfriend, he wasn’t "old" enough to have a girlfriend.

And I kept thinking about that monster in his pants.

I asked him to help me in the kitchen. He showed me where to find the pan and we boiled water and made hotdogs. There was jello salad in the fridge, and a bag of chips on the counter. I ate some carrots, but Bobby wrinkled up his nose and wouldn’t touch them.

It was different between us. Bobby had decided I was his "gurl" and he kept trying to put me in a position where it felt a little too intimate. He wanted to put his arm around me on the couch. I really wasn’t comfortable with that, and I kept changing seats, but he kept scooting next to me. "Dido’s my gurl." He was so happy! I didn’t want to burst his bubble.

And quite honestly, after a year of having no one pay me any mind, it was a little flattering. Even if it was only Bobby.

Then it was time to go to bed. I told him to get a book, and he picked the same one, about the baseball player named Fred, so I read to him while I sat in the chair beside his bed.

About halfway through the book, he started giggling. "Uh-oh!"

"What?"

His eyes were so bright and happy. He pointed.

I looked down.

Uh-oh. There was that monster dick again. Straining against his pajamas. I could see the outline of that beautiful head, just about to burst. He was twitching it with muscles from within, making it flick against his leg.

"Bobby." I couldn’t take my eyes away. "You shouldn’t be doing that. You need to stop."

I forced myself to look at the book and turn the page.

"Dido, look."

I glanced up. He’d pulled his cock out of the top of his pajama pants and it was full and draping in a sweet arc against his belly.

I started reading again. But Bobby wasn’t listening.

I needed to stop pretending. It was Bobby. Bobby didn’t pretend something was going on that wasn’t. In this case, Bobby wasn’t trying to pretend that he didn’t have a log of an erection laying on his leg when he did.

Then I don’t know what came over me. I ached to have Bobby be an ordinary fifteen-year-old with a dick that was throbbing and beckoning for ME. Me, a plain Jane sort of a girl who babysat handicapped children on Saturday nights instead of going on dates. I yearned to have a mature mouth kiss me and muscular arms that draped around me when I sat on the couch. I was so lonely!

I missed Henry and I didn’t understand why I didn’t seem to appeal to anyone else. I had regular-looking brown that fell softly across my shoulders when I took it down and C-cup breasts ready to bust out beneath my buttoned blouse. I had a soft mouth and I didn’t think my breath smelled bad. And I knew that given the right circumstances, my pussy would get sodden and I could learn to fuck like a wild thing.

But this wasn’t the right time. I looked at the HotWheel sheets on his bed. This wasn’t the right place. This definitely was not the right boy.

But he was took my hand. "Kiss-Kiss?" His lips were puckered, rather comically. I smiled and looked away. This was so absurd. It was absolutely ludicrous that I had hormones raging through my loins.

And he did too.

He might be mentally very young, but his cock was bulging and his crotch was sprouting black bristles of pubic hair. It was confusing. And if it was confusing to me to have these feelings coarsing through my veins, how did it feel to him?

Then I did the unforgivable.

"Take your pajamas off." I said quietly. He looked at me kind of funny, but lifted his hips while I slid plaid pajama bottoms down over his butt. His dick brushed my hand when I took hold of the elastic waist band. I was hyper aware of exactly where his dick was and how it was barely brushing against me. I wanted to play with that thing!

I took it in my mouth. "O--oh," he sighed. I opened my eyes and looked at his face. He was fascinated. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was hanging open. "Wow," he said.

This was crazy. What was I doing?

He didn’t talk enough to tell anyone what I was doing. Was I raping him? Probably. I looked at his face. Did he care?

Hell no. He didn’t care. He was smiling and laughing. "Dido!"

I licked his dick, swirling my tongue across the sensitive tip.

He moaned.

I put my hand on the base and directed it into my mouth. I’d never really given anyone a blow job but I had a good idea what was involved. I started stroking my hand up and down the shaft.

I wanted to ride him, but I didn’t take birth control. I didn’t carry a rubber. And to be brutally blunt, I didn’t trust his sperm to be normal and I didn’t want to bring a handicapped child into the world. So a blow job was going to have to do.

"Uhn. Uhn. Uhn." he groaned, matching the pace I was using to bring his dick in and out of my mouth. He put his hands down on my head and followed the motion. "Uhn, uhn, uhn."

Then I stopped for a moment to collect some more spit in my mouth.

"Dido. More." he said. "More." and he motioned towards his throbbing organ.

"Hang on a sec," I said, positioning myself on the bed between his legs. He held his legs rigid on either side of me.

He was totally stiff. His legs. His dick. The veins sticking out as he jutted his neck to watch me.

Was I freaking him out?

"Dido, more." he said, putting his hands into my hair and guiding my lips back to his dick. I took it into my mouth and started building some friction as I rocked my head up and down.

His cock filled my face. I held my mouth as wide open as I could so I wouldn’t rake his sensitive skin against my teeth. It hit me in the back of my mouth. I held the base with my hand so I had some control. I didn’t really know what I was doing, but I opened my eyes to assure myself that he had his closed and his head was back on the pillow. I must be doing it right.

Inside my mouth, his full dick twitched and Bobby arched his back. He thrust his hips forward.

My mouth filled with his cum. It tasted like hand lotion. Well, it didn’t taste exactly like hand lotion, but that was my first impression. Definitely a new taste. I didn’t like it, but I didn’t dislike it either. I wiped my mouth.

Bobby writhed on the bed. "Wow!" he said, beaming.

Oh my God. He loved it! He was in total bliss.

I smiled. I loved that I had done that for him. What was his chance at finding a nice girl to blow him again? I was slightly out of breath. I was thrilled for him, and pretty pleased at myself for making him so happy.

"Okay, now. You ready to go to sleep?"

He nodded. "Kiss-kiss?"

I smacked him on the lips. I wanted to kiss him deeper, more intimate, but I had his cum in my mouth and I didn’t want to taste yucky. I wanted to kiss him deeper, but that would have been for me, and he wouldn’t know what to do with that any more than he knew what to do with his blessed hard cock.

I turned out the light and left the room. My heart was pounding. I couldn’t believe what I’d done. It was weird. It was almost like I wasn’t myself. I wasn’t doing that as myself. I was doing that as some sort of surrogate lover, like someone who was handing out her sex to those more needy. Like someone who wanted peace and love throughout the world.

I smiled at my silliness.

Then I realized the tremendous buzzing that was still between my legs. Surges of blood flowing to my genitals. Even though the blow job was amazing, and I’d loved the feeling of having my face all full of his thick cock, having his smell all in my nose, it hadn’t done much for me. I stepped into the bathroom in the hallway. I pulled my pants down to pee, then afterwards, I marveled at the glisten of extra mucus on the toilet paper. I wanted to masturbate, but that would have to wait till later. His parents would be home before long. I washed my hands and rinsed his taste out of my mouth.

Later, when I was in my own bed, I kicked off my panties and worked my pussy with a small bottle of nail polish. I inserted the bottle inside my vagina and rubbed it in and out, trying to match the pace I’d used sucking his cock. I was so turned on! I pinched my nipples into puckers and traced my fingertips gently up and down on the ridges and valleys of my cunt. It felt so good! I closed my eyes and imagined how Bobby must have felt when he buckled his hips and spurted his cum in my mouth. I thought about that throbbing cock and the way it filled my senses inside of my mouth. The smell. The taste. The feel. It took awhile before I got enough of my hand and the little bottle and I had to be so quiet--my sister was sleeping in the next bed.

The next day it hit me what I had actually done. Did I rape him? Oh God. I took total advantage of that poor boy! He couldn’t help that he got a big boner, but it was me who showed him what he could do with it. I knew better than that. And what had I done? I cranked up those latent sexual hormones. What was he supposed to do now? He couldn’t just go out and ask another girl to put her mouth on his dick.

It was his mother whose job it was to tuck him into those HotWheel sheets at night. What if he grabbed her face and tried to force it down on his rigid cock? Oh dear.

What had I done?

I was so ashamed. Suddenly I felt petrified. I was terrified that his family was going to figure out what I'd done.  No, he couldn't really explain it with words, but he could with motions.  He may not be able to speak my name, but he could remember me from Summer Camp and he understood that if he kissed my lips, that might make me "his gurl."

But what could I do?

Then I remembered his "Wow!" and the absolute look of satisfaction at the end. He was in awe. Right or wrong, I couldn’t take it back. Right or wrong, he’d loved it. Right or wrong, he was exploring his own sexuality, whatever that was going to mean for him in his life.  And I had shown him a damn good time.

Three days later I came home from school and my mother was waiting for me, sitting with a cup of coffee in the kitchen.

"Bobby’s mother called."

My heart was racing. I tried to appear calm. "What’d she want?"

"She was asking questions about you. What kinds of classes you’re taking at school--if you have a boyfriend, that sort of thing."

"Oh."

I studied my mother’s face, trying to read between the lines. Something happened at Bobby’s house. Was Bobby’s mom turning me in for being a child molester?

My mother placed her cup on a square white napkin.

"Is everything okay with Bobby?" I asked.

"Yes, she said Bobby’s okay. There’s nothing wrong with Bobby."  Her voice had a lilt at the end of the sentence.  There had to be more to the conversation. My mother looked out the window. I could only imagine what Bobby’s mother said.

I was so nervous I could hardly breathe. "Does she want me to call her back? Does she need to talk to me?"

"Yeah. I think she wanted to know if you could babysit Friday." Mom looked at me with a strange little smile. 

If there was more going on, I wasn't going to find out from her.  I went upstairs, called Bobby's mother, and agreed to babysit.  They would pick me up at five.

Mom dated off and on through my grade school years, and married Kevin when I was in the sixth grade.  He’s the closest thing I’ve ever really had to having a “real” father, and he makes Mom happy, so it’s all cool.  I really do think of him more as “Daddy” than as Kevin.  I’m 19 now, and living at home with Mom and Daddy while I go to community college for a physical therapy assistant program.

Anyway, back to the story.  Sandi and Tim live in New Mexico, and we live in Wyoming, and Mom’s been jonesing about the wedding longer than Sandi has!  She really wanted to be involved in all the planning and stuff, and she’s made several trips down there to help out over the past few months.  I’ve been stuck at school, so I couldn’t go.  That’s OK – I’m only going to be a bridesmaid.  Sandi’s best friend down there is going to be her Maid of Honor.  Whatever.

Well, the wedding day was approaching and we were all going to head down for it (duh – like we could miss it?).  Mom was freaking over the last minute details, and decided to go down early.  She’d fly down like she did for all her other trips, and we’d drive down to meet her there later in the week.  After the wedding, we three would take a “road trip” vacation on our way back to Wyoming.

So the day finally came for me and Kevin to load up the car and head south.  I love taking road trips, ‘cause we always take the old Caddy convertible – it’s huge and steers like a boat, but there’s nothing but room in it, and on pretty days the top comes down and it’s like flying across the prairie!  Today was a pretty day, and we were both dressed for comfort.  I’m a “skirt girl,” so I had on my traveling skirt, and a t-shirt.  Daddy was in a t-shirt and shorts.  I settled in to the front seat and put my sunglasses on.

We got out on the highway, and I sat back and enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my face, arms, and legs, and the breeze in my hair.  Daddy and I talked about our first day on the road, and he reminded me I’d need to help him with the driving.  No prob!  I told him I was going to relax for a while.  I snuggled into the seat, pulled my i-pod out and put the earbuds in.  After a little bit the sun’s warmth made me relax even more, and I fell asleep.

I felt a little chilly a bit later, and started to stir a bit.  I kind of came half awake, and realized the sun had gone behind some clouds, and it was a lot cooler all of a sudden.  Still drowsy, I looked down and saw my nipples poking through my t-shirt from the chill.  I also realized the wind had blown my skirt around a bit, and I was showing a lot of my thighs to the world!  I also noticed that Daddy had one hand in his lap and was taking quick looks in my direction.  I decided to pretend I was still asleep, but only stirring – I wanted to see what was going on.  I knew he couldn’t see my eyelids cracked open through my sunglasses.

I snuggled back into the seat, and turned towards him a little bit in the process.  I know my skirt rode up a little bit more, and I wondered if he could see my panties.  I started breathing deeply again, and watched him through slitted eyes.  Pretty soon he was taking longer looks at me, and I wondered how he was staying on the highway!  I also noticed his hand move from his lap, and I saw the head of his thing sticking out of the leg of his shorts… he was rubbing it gently as he watched me sleep! 

I felt a warmth fill me – a heat start burning in my belly.  It wasn’t right, Daddy stroking himself looking at me, but it was still starting to turn me on.  I decided it was time to “wake up,” and to put an end to this for now. 

I stirred, and began to stretch as though I were just awakening.  Daddy quickly pulled the leg of his shorts down, and looked over as though he had just realized I was in the car with him.  I pulled my earbuds out.  “Have a good nap?” he asked.  “Yeah, I think so – what time is it?”  He told me we’d been on the road about three hours, and we’d be stopping for gas and a driver change soon.  I said that was OK, and went back to watching the scenery pass by until he got off the highway and pulled into a gas station.

He filled the tank, and I went in to use the rest room and buy a Coke.  Kevin headed towards the men’s room while I was in line with the drink, and tossed the car keys to me.  “I’ll be out in a minute – your turn to drive” he said.

We got back out on the highway and headed south again, this time with me at the wheel.  Daddy said he was going to “catch some z’s” this time, and he settled in to the passenger seat.  I put my earbuds back in, and was listening to my tunes as we rocketed down the road. 

Even though I tried, I couldn’t get the picture of Daddy stroking himself out of my mind.  The warmth of the sun combined with the warmth in my belly, and I felt flushed – as though my entire body was sunburned or blushing violently.  I looked sideways at him, and saw that he had fallen asleep.  I thought about his… thing.  I wondered how big it was.  I was sure it hadn’t been completely hard as he had rubbed it while watching me in the car.

I tried to push the thoughts out of my head, but could feel the moisture starting to build between my legs.  I snuck another glance at him, and decided to risk it.  I put my hand up under my skirt, pulled aside my panties, and traced the outline of my lips with one finger.  I was soaking wet!  Knowing I couldn’t risk his seeing me do that as I had seen him, I rearranged my panties and focused on driving… as much as I could.

The rest of the day went pretty uneventfully – with Daddy taking the wheel back from me just after lunch, and keeping it for the remainder of the day.  The sun was low in the sky when we pulled into the parking lot of the motel where we had reservations for the night.  We registered, put our things into our room, and headed out to find some dinner.

We wound up in an oriental restaurant (it was almost the only choice in town that wasn’t “fast food”) and ordered our food.  Daddy also ordered a bottle of wine, and neither of us objected when they brought us two glasses.  We sipped the wine as we waited for our food, and talked about the next day’s trip.  Daddy kept squirming in his seat, and I asked him what was wrong.  “I’m just a little stiff, I guess” he replied.  “I don’t usually spend that much time in a day sitting in one place.”  “Too bad the motel doesn’t have a sauna or a whirlpool” I said.  “Maybe the motel tomorrow will have one.”

We finished dinner and drove back to the motel.  We decided to get ready for bed, and watch some TV before going to sleep for the night.  I went into the bathroom to change into my pajamas, and when I came out, Daddy was already in his bed with the covers pulled up over his lap.  I could see he didn’t have a shirt on, but I wasn’t sure about the rest.  He had CSI: Miami turned on, and I hopped into my bed and started watching too.

He kept moving around in the bed, seemingly unable to get comfortable.  “Daddy, you’re really distracting, moving around like that.  I can’t follow the story” I told him.  He replied, “Sorry, but my back is really stiffening up after today’s drive and I can’t sit still for long.”  I told him “Roll over on your belly and I’ll rub your shoulders.  Maybe that will help.”  He looked at me out of the corner of his eye, and slowly rolled over in the bed.  The sheet and blanket were up over his legs and lower back.

I moved over to his bed and sat alongside him.  I started rubbing his shoulders, and could feel real knots in his muscles.  “Wow, you’re tight,” I said.  He just grunted and winced a little bit when I was too rough on his shoulder.  I continued to rub his shoulders, and began on his upper back.  He began to breathe more deeply, and I could feel his muscles start to relax under my fingers.

I noticed I was having trouble working on the side of his back that was further away from me, so I said “Dad, I’m going to straddle your back so I can get enough leverage on both sides of your back.”  He just grunted in reply, although I could feel him tense up as I put my leg over his body and rested my bottom on top of his.  I continued to rub his upper back and shoulders and told him he had to continue to try to relax.  In time he began to loosen up again, and I could feel his buns loosen up under me.

It was then I remembered what had happened in the car earlier in the day.  How he had watched me “sleeping,” and had rubbed himself.  I began to get that warm, flushed feeling in my belly again as I rubbed lower and lower on his back, and as my buns rubbed back and forth on his.  I could feel the warmth building inside me, and started to smell my scent.  I hoped he hadn’t noticed yet.

I continued to rub down his back to his lower back, moving my body so I was now straddling his thighs instead of his buns.  My fingers continued to trace lower and lower on his back, and I pulled the sheet and blanket down some to expose more of his skin.  Mystery solved – he was wearing boxer shorts.  I flushed even more than I already had.  As my hands and fingers started to work on his butt cheeks through his boxers, he said “Thanks, sweetie.  I think that’s great.”  I continued to rub his lower back and buns.  “Dad, my teachers all say you have to make sure your patients maintain balance in their bodies.  I think I really need to work on your chest and abdomen as well as your back.  It’s time for you to turn over, please.”

I raised my body off his legs, and he slowly turned over.  I could tell he was feeling better, but was still stiff and uncomfortable.  I straddled his lower abdomen, and began to work on his shoulders and upper chest.  He looked at me and away from me – I tried not to stare at him in return, but I felt like his eyes were becoming more and more focused on my breasts… I could feel them swaying back and forth as I worked on his chest.  I could also feel my buns rubbing on his lower abdomen as I moved to exert more or less pressure on his chest.

And then it happened.  As I was settling back, I felt him begin to grow and get hard.  I began to feel pressure from him pushing up the blanket into my buns, pushing at the panties under my t-shirt.  I felt the heat rising in me even more, and I knew he must be able to see my excitement in my eyes.  If he couldn’t smell me, my scent, then he must not have any remaining sense of smell!

I put my eyes on the headboard over him, and began to grind my buns into him as I continued to rub his shoulders, his chest, his nipples.  I could hear his breathing become more ragged, and I could feel him tensing up under me.  I forgot about telling him to relax, and just continued to grind into him, feeling his hardness poking at my cheeks through my panties.  At some point, I felt his hands on my thighs, holding me, caressing me, and guiding me as I slid back and forth along his body.

I kept this up until I saw his eyes clench closed, and felt his hardness jerking against my bottom.  I continued to rub his chest as his breathing returned to normal… I leaned forward to kiss his forehead, and then got up and dashed into the bathroom.

What had I done?  What would Mom and Sandi think?  I had just dry-humped my stepdad in his bed!  My mind was reeling, my body was burning hot, and I was dripping wet.  I sat in the bathroom for what seemed like forever, until my anxiety had lessened.  I still didn’t know what to do, but I knew I couldn’t stay in the bathroom all night.  I opened the door a crack, and looked out.  Daddy was still in his bed, but in the glow of the light from the TV, it looked like he was asleep.  I wondered what he thought of me now…

With many confusing and conflicting thoughts swirling in my head, I slipped into my bed and hit the remote to turn off the TV.  I didn’t imagine I’d get much sleep with everything going through my mind.  As I tossed and turned, waiting for unconsciousness to arrive, I noticed that Daddy seemed to be sleeping very deeply and peacefully…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 She started to roam with her hands again, rubbing all over and I decided it would only be fair to do the same. As I slowly lifted her shirt I asked her "Are you sure that this is what you want?" "Yes, god yes, I've wanted it since I met you in 9th grade!" So I ripped her shirt right off of her and grabbed her sides, kissing her neck and slowly down her chest. I reached in back and unclipped her bra. Her gorgeous breasts didn't even flop, they were perfect. With bo sag whatsoever, the sight of these perfect tits made my dick even harder, and with this angel on my lap, my cock was nestled perfectly under her pussy. She looked at me, "Do you like them? They're so fucking big, it makes the rest of me look fat" "Damn girl! They're perfect, just like the rest of you!" So slowly I kissed the top of her breasts, making my way down to her nipples and sucked on those for a while, she grabbed my head and pushed my head even harder onto her perfect tits.

 I was in total heaven. Next I started kissing her again and slowly lifted her up so I could pull her skirt down. I had her skirt down at the same time that she started to rub my dick through the fabric. "Oh my god, it's so huge, can I see it?" I shook my head yes and she got off me and slowly pulled down my shorts. My dick sprung free and she grabbed it, "Holy fuck, how big is it?" "I don't actually know, want to measure it?" "God yes" At which she reached into her bag and pulled out her school ruler. "I never thought that my dream would come true, measuring my favorite teachers dick, oh my god! It's 11 inches long and at least 3 inches thick! I don't know if I can handle my first dick so big... but let me try at least," So she started to jack me off, slowly at first, her hand was just rubbing my entire dick; when she got up to the head she rubbed it in circles, licking as she went to make it slicker; then she licked it all the way up and down, finally she slowly started to suck on it.

"Does this feel good?" "Oh god yes, keep doing that" she slowly took more and more into her mouth, she felt like a pro at it, slowly swirling her tongue around the head of my dick. "Oh god damn, that feels so good," I said as I grabbed the back of her head and slowly pushed her onto my dick, then I felt it hit the back of her throat, 3 inches down, and she gagged. "Sorry, I'll be easier on you Ally," "No, keep going, I know I can get it down." So I kept going, and get it down she did, slowly but surely she started to deep throat me, breathing through her nose; I was in heaven .

 "Damn Ally, keep going it feels so good," I moaned, as I started thrusting into her mouth. With 9 inches of cock down her throat it felt like heaven as she moved up and down my dick, and I thrusted and started to thrust down her throat, it felt so good, just sliding in and out. "I'm coming! Oh fuck I'm coming!" And without even having time to pull out of her throat I came down her throat, coating it with tons of my cum. "Oooooooh, dammmmn Ally, you are amazing, but now it's my turn." Slowly pulling out of her throat, I saw her swallow as I picked her up, all that come had gone straight into her stomach. "Not too bad Mr. Logan, not too bad tasting at all." "Damn girl!"

We sat down then and she sighed and rested on my side, idly playing with my limp wet cock, almost immediately making it stiffen again. "Charles? I know you wont, but please don't tell anyone about this. I figured that once we started this it might be a one time thing. I just wanted you to know that I really like you, and I want you to be my first, in everything." "Wow, Ally I didn't know you had thought this through at all..." "Yeah, I kinda wanted you to see me, I don't know why but I hoped it would turn you on a bit, I just... I've never been with a guy before; the farthest that I've gotten is kissing with one guy, and he kept pushing his tongue down my throat. I just hoped that you would be able to make me scream in pleasure like I heard my sister with her 21 year old boyfriend." "Well, for someone looking for pleasure, you sure know how to make a guy feel good, don't worry at all about me telling anyone, and I'm sure darling that we could make this go on for as long as you want it to. You ready for this?"

 "Yeah!" I then promply got down on my knees and pulled her towards me on the couch. I slowly started rubbing her breasts with one hand, massaging her ample tits slowly and making her squirm. I lifted her off the couch a bit and slowly slid her panties down off her ass. Rubbing her ass I slowly made my way up to her juicy pussy, "my my, you really want this don't you?" "oh god yes, please stop teasing me," fine I thought, so I started to rub the outside folds of her pussy slowly, making her moan a bit. I moved my hand up to her clit; I rubbed her there for a while before I started to move my fingers into her. My right hand was working her breasts, slowly rubbing the nipple up and down and squeezing, while my left hand thrust into her with one finger and rubbed her clit with my thumb. I started kissing her again, and then biting her ear, slowly licking and kissing my way down to her breasts, I put another finger into her gorgeous pussy. After slowly savoring her perfect nipples I slid down and started to lick her inner thighs, kissing up towards her sweet honey pot.

 I finally made it, when she grabbed my head and forced it towards her pussy. I immediately started licking at her clit, while using my extra fingers on my left hand to thrust up into her vagina. I could feel her hymen, and I could only wait to break it. I kept at what I was doing, swirling her little clit around in my mouth only made Ally grip my hair harder and squirm in my hands, she started moaning really loud, finally she pushed my head in so hard I couldn't breath, yet I kept licking and probing as hard as I could; I heard her scream "I'm comiiiiiiiiiiiiiing!!!" and her pussy flooded with her intoxicating juices. She let go of my head and my face was drenched with her juice, she grabbed me one more time and kissed me again. I could taste myself on her and I knew she could taste herself. I reached over and grabbed a napkin from the table, "So, do you want to move this into the bedroom? There's more space there." "I would love that Charles... Ooooh!" She squealed in pleasure as I lifted her gorgeous naked form into my arms, kissed her on the lips and carried her up the stairs, her breasts slowly bouncing as I walked with her, down the hallway while massaging her ass.

 I got to my door I couldn't reach the doorknob so I threw her over my shoulder and she laughed as I spanked her while opening my door. I got in the door and laid her down on the bed. With her lying there in the crumpled sheets she looked so amazing, so I crawled next to her and she rolled on top of me. "God Ally, I wish I wasn't your teacher, you're so amazingly sexy." And with those last words I kissed her and slowly started to lift her up so she was sitting right on top of my re-engorged cock. It felt amazing nestled between her pussy lips, but now was the time to go one more step. I looked her in the face and told her, "Ally, I am completely infertile due to a surgery I had a while ago, so I don't need a condom. Are you ready?" She nodded her consent. I lifted her up and positioned my manhood right under her throbbing pussy, slowly lowering her down onto.

 Oh my god she was so amazingly tight. I don't think anything thicker than an inch had ever been in here before. "Uuuuuuuhhh" was all I could say, and there it was, only a fingers length in and I was at her hymen. That was when she thrust herself down and took another 5 inches in, leaving her at about 7 inches of the whole eleven. "Omigod omigod omigod it hurst so much..." She grabbed me in a hug "Do you want me to stop Ally?" "No, I'll get used to it, keep going, please?" I slowly slid in, inch by inch for about 5 minutes until I was all the way in and you could almost see a slight bulge in her tight stomach. Slowly but surely I started to pump in and out, while she sat on top of me, helping me by bouncing a bit. Faster until she leaned on me, thrusting in and out of her she started to moan, louder and louder, "Oh god, oh god I'm coming!" She came on top of me, but I was still at least 10 minutes away, I wanted to savor it and give her the most pleasureable experience of her life.

 Faster now I kept going in and out. "Oh god, faster please!" So I pumped harder, taking her breasts with my hand and rubbing the nipples while she moaned in pleasure. "Fuck! I'm coming again! Oooooooooooooh" And one more time she came all over me, it took all my strength not to come when she tightened on me like that. I kept thrusting in her, "Oh! Oh shit that feels good, keep doing that!" I felt it, I had hit her g-spot, and so I made sure to hit it over and over again. She started to tighten on more time, this time harder than ever before "Oh god, Charles I'm cooommiiiiiiiiing!" "I'm coming to Ally, oh shit I'm commiiiiiiiiiiiing!!" I exploded in her, spewing my infertile gallons of seed all over her insides, mixing with her overflowing pussy juices. After that she just sat on me, while my cock shrunk down to its normal 6" length. After that she fell asleep on me, and I under her. 13 hours of sleep later, I woke up in the same position, with my cock still in her, but this time I was hard, again. I slowly started to thrust, in and out while she slept. She woke up slightly from the shaking. "Wow, someone's in for some morning fun, hmm?"

To be continued...

"No!!!" I scream as I struggle to get off his lap. His strong arms hold me down and I realize there is no way to escape his grasp. I try to cry but he tells me to stop the crocodile tears so I struggle some more as his hand slaps hard on my bottom. All my struggling lifts my skirt higher and higher until it is bunched around my waist and my bare ass is exposed. "Why aren't you wearing panties?!" my dad yells.... I stop struggling and my daddy slaps his hand down on the naked skin and it starts to sting...I cry out in pain...."Never disobey me!" he says...."Okay," I say submitting to him...what was I thinking... I knew my daddy would never let me leave the house dressed like I was... was I really just dressing up for him? I feel so confused as my daddy starts to rub my sore bottom and I can feel his huge cock harden underneath me. I feel wetness between my legs and my clit swell.

He starts to caress my bare ass and squeeze it. "Maybe I should show you what those boys would want to do to you if they saw you dressed that way."..."Okay," I say, wanting him to show me....He lets his hands slide between my legs and feels the wetness there. He inserts a finger inside me. "Yes," I moan in pleasure. "Oh Baby girl, you are so tiny and pretty," he says. I'm still thrown over his lap as he starts to finger my little pussy..."Daddy makes you so wet." "Yes you do Daddy." "Do you want Daddy to teach you." "Yes please," I say. He takes his fingers out of me and lifts me up so I am sitting on his lap facing him. My tiny black skirt still bunched up around my naked teen body. "Are you sure?" he asks. I nod my head yes and I kiss him on the mouth. As I pull back from the kiss the reaches his hand behind my head and pushes my head back to him. He starts kissing me deeply and roughly. I've never been kissed this way before. It feels so good and daddy starts to touch my boobs, gracing over my nipples and kneading them hard.

He pushes me down on the bed and stands above me. He is so glorious as he towers over me. He sheds his clothes as I gaze adoringly at his magnificent body. His cock stands so tall and thick. I am afraid of it, but excited by it at the same time. "I want you Daddy," I say. "And you will have me," he says and he rips my skirt off from around my waist. "Daddy?" "Yes baby?" "I've wanted you since I was seven years old." My daddy looks at me in surprise. "If only I had known," he said. He traces my lips with his finger. "You are so beautiful Tiffany. I don't like hurting you and this is going to hurt at first, but I promise I'll stop if you don't like it." I look up at my amazing daddy and say, "I know I'll love it Daddy because it's you." "Ahhhh sweet baby girl you are so precious," he says as he starts to trail kisses all over my body. He puts his face between my legs and begins to kiss my young cunt, then he starts to lick the teeny clit and I begin to moan with pleasure and arch towards his tongue. He places his finger inside me as well and my body begins to tremble. I feel the greatest feeling building inside me and I burst with it. "Dadddddddddddy," I scream out as I orgasm hard, my body rocking back and forth in rhythm with his finger inside me. He looks up at me and smiles slowly. His sexy smile makes my clit swell again wanting him more than ever.

"Now it's time to teach you how to touch a man," he tells me. "Okay Daddy," I nod my head as he pulls me up. "Get on your knees sweetheart." I crouch before him rubbing my breasts on his hard cock on my way down. His big shaft is staring me in the face and I can't help but touch it. "Yes," he says. I start to squeeze it hard. "No, no, no!" he says. "Gently." He guides my hand in a rhythm around his thick cock. "I love the way it feels," I say. "Me too baby." He guides me faster and faster and I can feel it growing even harder and bigger. He takes my hand away. "Good girl. Now open your mouth real wide." I lick my sweet lips and open my mouth as wide as I can as he shoves his big dick into it. My mouth stretches wide to accommodate him. He tells me to suck like I am sucking on a straw and I do and I can taste some cum dripping out, so salty and so sweet. I look up as I keep sucking. My daddy looks so hot as he closes his eyes and enjoys my mouth. I love my daddy so very much!

My daddy looks down to see my face as I suck. He smiles and tells me what a good girl I am. I hope he knows what a good daddy he is. He always gives me everything I want and now he is giving me what I want most.

Daddy takes his cock out of my mouth and tells me to get back on the bed with my back facing up. I do it. He starts to rub his cock on my ass and in between my butt cheeks. You are so cute baby girl he says in amazement...he places his finger at my teeny ass hole and pushes it in. "Oh!" I exclaim. He takes it out. It's too soon for that," he says, "maybe next time." "Turn over."

I turn over, my breasts jiggling as I do. He lies on top of me and kisses me over and over again. I can feel his cock getting so hard against my inner thigh. Then he places his cock at my tiny pussy hole and starts to push in slowly and I feel pain as he rips his way inside me but I still want him more than anything I have ever wanted! He kisses me as he starts to thrust harder. I place my arms tightly around him and wrap my legs around him too, squeezing him deep inside me. Tears are streaming down my cheeks in pain. "Are you okay?" he asks. "Yes," I nod...and I am. As my daddy fucks me harder and faster, the pain starts to dissipate and is replaced by the greatest pleasure I have ever felt. I start to moan and writhe beneath him. "That's it...that's my baby girl...can you feel Daddy's big cock inside you." "Yes Daddy," I shout as my orgasm builds and explodes. I tremble with every wave of pleasure and my tight twat contracts around my daddy's big cock.

Daddy looks down at me as he pumps me hard...his eyes are dark with lust and love and he shoves deeper and deeper into me. "I love this Daddy." "Me too," he says and he starts to go even faster and harder, pounding my small body with his giant rod. "Yes Daddy," I say as my body starts to tremble again. "I'm going to cum inside my little baby." "Yes Daddy, please fill me up with your seed." Daddy tightens up and shoots off like a rocket inside me as I orgasm again. I feel his warm seed shooting inside me. The sensation is amazing and I know I never want it to end.

"Did you like it sweetie?" Daddy asks as he pulls out and lays next to me, scooping me into his arms. "I loved it," I say. Our hearts are still racing and we lay together until the beat returns to normal. "I feel so wet," I say. Daddy looks between my legs. "I made you bleed some, baby." You're so small and since Daddy is so big I tore your tiny cherry." Daddy stares at my cunt for a long time. "It's so perfect and tiny," he says as he caresses it. "It's sore Daddy." He kisses it and then comes up to lay next to me. "All better?" "Yes Daddy," I say, "You make everything better." He kisses me deeply on the mouth again and holds me so tight.

"Um...Daddy? Can we keep doing this?" "Only if you want to," Daddy says. "Well I do want to Daddy, everyday." "Then yes, baby, we can do this everyday." I rest my little head across his broad, strong chest and drift off to sleep, dreaming of my perfect daddy.