I stared at her in awe, "Monica?! What are you doing here?" I asked, confused as hell.

"My mom is such a bitch!" She walked right in, and started complaining, she doesn't sound like a black girl, her voice is a little higher, since she's not from the ghettos or something, it's like an angel's voice when she's having an orgasm.

"She's always on my back about my grades, and my room, and all that other stuff... she yells at me for getting a friggin B!" Monica sat down on the couch.

"Oh, I see..." I was a little shocked she could just waltz in here like that.

"Cal, where are your folks?" she asked, obviously noticing my parents hadn't come to check out who's screaming.

"They're gone for a few days, actually..." I answered, I couldn't hide the truth.

"Oh, great! Can I stay here while my mom cools off?" She asked, so sweetly.

"Sure..." I said, still astonished.

"So, they're really gone?" She gave me a devilish smile.

"Yeah, they went to some casino hotel, I've got the place to myself." I said.

"Great, so I'll be sleeping in your bed." She walked off to my bedroom.

"Wait, wha-?" I started.

"Hehe, just kidding, Cal. Can I take a shower though? I'm all sweaty from the walk over." She winked at me.

"Yeah, towels are in the closet there." I said nervously.

"Great!" She walked to the bathroom and closed the door saying "No peeking, you perv!"

I sat back on the couch, trying to go over what the hell just happend, then I heard the water turn on, Monica started singing in the shower, or so I thought it was singing, as I listened, I could hear her moaning. "Oh, Cal..." I was frozen, what'd she just say? "Cal, can you come here for a sec? I left my towel out there." she said, trying to sound like she wasn't just masturbating. Wait, she justed asked for me to bring her towel! I looked around for it, and found it on the back of the couch. "Found it," I said, knocking on the door. "Bring it in, Cal!" she said. "Are you sure?" I said, nervously. Was she really asking me to come in and see her naked? "Oh for crying out loud!" She opened the door, naked and wet, staring me in the face, and kissed me on the lips.

"M-Monica...?" I wanted to say something, but couldn't

"Cal, shh, come in." she said, pulling me by the hand, into the bathroom.

She then started taking off my shirt, "Monica- What are you-?" I started, "You know what I'm doing, and I know you want it. I see the way you look at me every time I visit, and when you come over to my Dad's!" She was right, I couldn't deny it, I've wanted to do this with her for a long time, I couldn't believe it was actually happening. She threw my shirt on the floor, kissing me again, I embraced her.

"Oh Monica, you sexy dirty girl" I said, surprised at myself.

"I knew it! Hehe Cal, finally, I can do this with you..." She said, pulling down my pants, revealing my hard-on from my boxers.

"Mmm, so how big are you?" She asked, before I could even answer, she said "Nevermind, I'll see myself." She pulled my boxers down, exposing my hard dick, and started to stroke it. "Oh my god, I've never seen one up close..." she said.

"I'm still a virgin, but I'll try..." she said, as she started sucking the tip.

"Ohh, me- me too, Monica...I'm a virgin..." I gasped, I couldn't believe my 15 year old black cousin was sucking me off.

"Ooh, we'll both lose something tonight then." she started sucking down my shaft, licking it with her soft warm tounge, it felt so good.

"Ahh, really, Monica? You- You want me to take your virginity?" I managed to say.

"Yes!" She pulled me into the shower with her, water splashing her breasts.

I started to play with her pussy lips, they were pink on the inside, such a captivating smell... I couldn't control myself anymore, I started to kiss her, and play with her as she sucked me off, the water splashing us, as if it were lubing us up. She started at me, "Oh, Cal... please, put it in..." she asked, her green eyes glowing into mine. "Are you sure, Monica? It- it hurts girls the first time..." I said, astonished, I was really going to do it, I was going to take my black cousin's virginity, right there in the shower. "Yes!" She pushed me down, and sat on me, sliding her pussy lips up and down my hardening dick.

We were both wet and horny, I couldn't take it anymore, I put my arms around her waist and thrusted my hard cock inside of her even wetter pussy. I slid inside, breaking her cherry, blood mixing with the water as I thrusted. She moaned in pain "Ohhh, Cal..." she said. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Y-yes, keep going..." she moaned. I started to pound her faster, tightening my grip around her waist, then kissing her nipples. I thrusted deeper inside, sliding in easier as we fucked. She moaned more, I couldn't help moaning either, I was fucking my cousin's black pussy, and it felt so warm and wet, we were getting splashed by the water as we made love in the shower.

"It feels so good, Cal, fuck me! Fuck me harder!" She screamed, as I did what she said. I thrusted faster as we both moaned and hugged tighter together on the floor of the tub, the shower making us wet in both ways. She kissed my lips and we made out, licking eachother's tounges as I pounded her. She moaned and moaned until she said "I'm going to cum, Cal! Cum with me!" I pounded faster and faster until we both could reach climax and we moaned together, until she squirted her wet juices over my body as I filled her virgin black pussy with my hot cum. It felt so good, masturbation is nothing compared to the fresh black pussy of my Cousin, Monica. We then decided to clean up, and fuck more later on. I had taken her virginity, and gave her a night she couldn't forget. We laid there in the shower for a while, letting the shower sprinkle over us as we kissed again.

"Next time, let's try anal." She said to me, gasping in her sexy voice, giving me a wink.

A lot of afternoons I spent at my uncle and aunt's house. They lived near my school and I often had to wait until after dark before one of my parents could take me home. Uncle Robert was an engineer - a intelligent man who, in retrospect, was married to his job. Aunty June was a photographer, and it was her that took care of me in the afternoons. I had always admired her. My father was a working-class man, and my mother was a meek woman who supplemented my father's income by working as a sales-assistant at a supermarket. So, my aunt was a strong role model for me. I admired her creativity and the relative success she had had in her career. This is the first chapter in the story of how, over a period of weeks, I became my aunty's sexual plaything.

In early Autumn I began training for the school's cross-country running team. I enjoyed exercise, and liked to keep fit. Training for the cross-country, however, really wore me out.

I arrived exhausted to my Aunt's house one afternoon and, after a quick hello, went straight into the shower. When I was drying myself she knocked on the door and offered to give me a massage. She suggested that I come out while my muscles were still warm from the shower, and that I should just wrap a towel around myself.  She had always been kind and warm towards me, but I still had a sort of formal, respectful relationship with her, common to most girls and their Aunts, and she had never gone out of her way like this for me before. Even so, I though it sounded like a good idea. I did exactly what she said but, out of modesty, couldn't help but slip on a pair of clean undies under the towel.

 "Lay down on the bed here. Put your hands by your side, and part you legs a little so I can get stuck into both of them. Just try to relax," she told me. She had a bottle of moisturizer and began to squeeze some into her palm. I was perfectly relaxed as she began to kneed the sole of my left foot.

"Do you like this, Emily?"

"Yes, that foot was really sore today."

"Good. Tell me if I am going to hard, or if it starts to hurt, okay?"

She worked her way up to my calves, using her thumbs to separate the muscles. Occasionally I groaned when she hit a bit of muscle that seemed to have grown into a tight, painful ball. She began kneeding the back of my left knee, stopping for a moment to replenish her moisturiser. Next, she switched to my right foot and worked her way up to my right knee.

"Still nice? Let me know if you want anything done differently."

"No Aunty June, its nice. Thank-you."

She inched the towel up around my bottom and began sliding her thumbs and palms firmly up the centre of the back of my right thigh. I actually felt a little bit embarrassed that I had put on my underpants, against her instructions, feeling foolish for being so modest. But her massage felt wonderful, as though she was halving the tension like the red sea. She used long sweeping strokes that only stopped when the tips of the finger of her left hand grazed against my bottom. After a few firm strokes she changed to the left side and did the same thing.

"Is that feeling better, Emily?" she enquired.

"That feels great. Thank-you so much."

"I'll just finish off with a bit more of a nice relaxing massage. Would you like that?"

She began back at my ankles, and with light touches of her finger tips traced her way up to my thighs and back again with long sweeping strokes.

"Do you prefer that, or this?" she asked, and turned her hands around as they passed my knees to lightly draw her fingernails across my skin. A shudder ran up from my thigh, through my spine, to the back of my neck, raising goosebumps on my arms. In a way it tickled, but felt incredible. "I think you like that one", she said smilingly.

"Mmmm, thats nice," I hesitated, wanting to sound as though I was really giving it proper consideration. "I like them both!"

She switched back to her finger tips and traced small circles up my left thigh. It still tickled, and my skin began to crackle with electric sensations at each point where her light touch made contact. My attention was intensely focused on her fingers as they moved up either side of my thigh until her thumbs rested lightly on the cotton of my panties. Her hands pivoted off her thumbs, allowing her fingers to trace delicate circles on the sides of my upper thigh.

"Feeling relaxed?" she asked in a dreamy voice. I just let out a long sigh.

My entire consciousness was focussed on the skin of my upper thigh, so I instantly noticed when the upmost finger angled upwards no more than a few millimeters and grazed the cotton on the crotch of my panties. Then the finger itself moved, and I jumped slightly as it landed on the edge of my panties, on the soft skin at top of my thighs. It remained there, slowly tracing light circles up and down against the elastic, against that sensitive skin so close to my vagina. The most incredible feeling swept through me: a jot of electricity followed by a strong, flowing warmth. But at the same time my mind snapped to attention and all the muscles of my body tensed up. My breathing began to come and go in short gasps.

"Just relax, darling", said Aunty June, "enjoy the massage."

My mind was suddenly racing. "What's happening? Is she supposed to do that?"

A corner of my mind told me that something was wrong, but I quickly told myself not to be foolish. "This is Aunty June. She wouldn't do anything wrong to me. You are over-reacting to a perfectly innocent situation." Slowly my body relaxed again, and I decided to allow myself to continue enjoying the massage. And enjoy it I did. The slight pressure of her one fingertip, stroking the soft flesh against my panties, became the sole focus of my attention. 

"Do you like that, Emily?"

"Mmmm," was all I managed. Communicating with her verbally made me feel a little uncomfortable again.

Her hands switched around, so the fingertips of her left hand rested on the left cheek of my bottom and the fingertips of her right hand on my right cheek. Her thumbs came down to the inside up my upper thigh, resting lightly against the edge of my panties. Again I shuddered with a warm bolt of pleasure. She began to draw them up and down in synchrony, brushing them against my thighs and outer crotch. This time I let an involuntary "ugh" escape from my slightly parted lips, and began to squirm my hips a little. The feeling was amazing - unlike anything I had ever imagined. Her fingertips, too, began to fan out across the pink cotton covering each cheek of my bottom, sending with them little jolts of electric pleasure.

"You have a lovely bottom, Emily. You're lucky. We have good bottoms in our family," Aunty June stated, casually.

"Thank..." I began, but my voice failed me. "Thank-you", I said again.

"Which do you like most? What my fingers are doing, or my thumbs?" she enquired with the same casual tone.

"Um... probably... the fingers." It wasn't true, but for some reason I didn't want to give away just how amazing her thumbs felt as they brushed my delicate skin. 

"Part your legs a little more."

Parting my legs seemed to widen the angle where my thighs met my crotch, and her thumbs worked in even more snugly. 

"Thats better, isn't it? I always enjoy a good massage after I've exercised. Are you enjoying this one?" she asked.

"Yes, thank you."

"What part do you like most, Emily?"

"Um..." I hesitated for a few seconds, "probably when you used your finger nails".

She removed her thumbs from my crotch and, lowering one hand to the back of each knee, stroked her fingernails slowly and lightly up to the creases of my bottom. Again I moaned, "Ugh", and almost arched my back with the sudden jolt of pleasure her fingernails sent up my spine. A warm glow spread up my back again, restoring goosebumps to my arms. Her fingernails continued, up onto the cotton of my pink panties, and traced broad circles on my sensitive bottom. They turned and traced back down my bottom, with the small fingers on either side of my bottom drawing down the valley between my cheeks. Next, her right hand left my bottom and I felt it land softly on my upper right thigh. Her left hand also left my bottom, and for a moment it seemed to have disappeared. The next thing I knew I was being lightly touched by two fingers right in the centre of my crotch, where my thin pink panties covered the mouth of my vagina.

"Augh!" I moaned, and my hips jumped of the mattress. An even more incredible sense of pleasure coursed through me, made more intense by the shock I felt at being touched in such a private place. I had never been touched there before.

Now the fingers began to rub very gently, and every cell of skin on the lips of my vagina seemed to feel them individually. I felt incredible.

Suddenly I was struck by a horrifying thought. I remembered that when I played with my vagina, such pleasant feelings were always accompanied by my vagina becoming very moist. Sometimes the moisture even dripped out of me in globs of slimy fluid. I became terrified that that might be happening to me now! What would my Aunty think of me if she saw me reacting that way to her massage?

"I think you must be enjoying this a lot, Emily. Are you?" my Aunt enquired, just as these guilty thoughts passed through my mind.

"Yes Aunty June."

"How much?"

"Um... a lot?" I answered tentatively, not knowing what kind of response she was looking for.

"Well, I think we'd better finish up there. Would you like it if we had another massage after your next training session?"

"Yes, please."

"Good girl."

In a final gesture, she stroked all the fingers of her left hand up from the bottom of my crotch, where it met the mattress, across my thinly-covered vagina, through the valley of my bottom, and across my left bottom cheek. I turned my head to see if she appeared to be finishing her massage just in time to see her lowering her hand from her face, as though she had been smelling it. She gave me a friendly smile.

"Why don't you go and pop your clothes back on before your mum gets here."

I pulled the towel back down to cover my bottom, and pushed myself off the mattress to get up. Aunty June had walked out of the room, and I went to where my clothes were piled in the bathroom. As soon as I had closed the door I let the towel drop, and hurriedly took off my panties. To my horror, the entire crotch was stained dark pink with moisture. The gooey liquid was so think that globs of it were sitting on the cotton. Placing two fingers in my vagina I felt that it was still very wet, and I pulled my fingers out coated with slimy moisture. How could I have become so aroused by a massage from my Aunty? I felt confused and ashamed, but I also still felt incredibly exhilarated. Even the touch of my own fingers sent shivers through my naked body.

CHAPTER TWO

For the next few days I continued to feel uncomfortable about that afternoon at Aunty June and Uncle Robert's house. My confusion over what happened and, more importantly, how I could have reacted so lewdly to my Aunty's good-intentions seemed to always be on my mind. When I had returned to the house the day afterwards, I felt a little awkward in front of my Aunty and I was probably less talkative that usual. Luckily my Uncle arrived home early for the remainder of the week, which eased the tension.

Early the next week my mother took a call from Aunty June, and told me that she had offered to give me some lessons in photography. I was excited by this, having secretly always wanted to try photography because of my adoration of Aunty June. They arranged for dad to pick me up late the next evening so that she could teach me some of the basics.

When I arrived that afternoon I was concerned to learn that Uncle Robert was not going to home until late that evening, but consoled myself by knowing that Aunty June and I would be out-and-about with our cameras. Still, I had to admit to myself that a part of me wanted to have another massage, and I even felt a thrill of excitement at the thought. I had been thinking about it a lot during the week, and not just in a guilty way.

"Well, Emily, I'm very pleased that you are interested in photography. I have some photos ready to be developed today, so I thought we'd start from the end and work backwards. Have you ever been in a darkroom before?"

"No...". My heart leapt into my mouth. Would I have to be all alone with her in a darkroom until late that night? The thought of it made all my discomfort reappear.

She took me to the back of the house, to a small door next to the former bedroom of their youngest child, who had recently moved out of home to start university. She opened the door to reveal a small room with a number of sinks, a clothes-line running overhead, and a bunch of boxes and bottles stacked neatly against one wall.

"Here it is... this is where all the action takes place," said Aunty June, smiling warmly, "Come in."

After I had entered she switched on a red light and closed the door.

"Its important that nobody disturbs us when the prints are developing, so we'll make sure this door is locked", and with that Aunty June turned a key in the door and placed it in the pocket of her blouse.

Aunty June walked to a bench, where she took some paper out of a black bag and placed it under a machine that looked like a microscope. 

"First we're going to expose the paper to light, but the light is being shone through a negative so that the paper will absorb the image of the photo. The process of developing the print, which we'll do next, is all about using chemicals to bring the image out of the paper", she explained as she worked.

She shone a light through the machine for a few seconds, and then placed the paper in a bowl of liquid.

"Come and have a look Emily".

I walked over to her, and saw that the black and white image of a tree in a park was beginning to appear on the paper. She placed the paper in some more liquid and explained that after developing the image it was important to stop the imaging from developing too much.

"Do you want to try one?" she asked. 

"Sure. It doesn't look too difficult," I smiled.

Going to the machine, she moved the negatives to select a new photo, and then showed me where to switch on the light to expose the paper.

"Now, take the paper to the developing fluid and make sure it is fully and evenly immersed".

I placed the paper in the liquid and held it down with some tongs. Before my eyes an imaged began to appear - a young woman laying back on a couch, staring intently at the camera, wearing nothing but a pair of track-suit pants.

"Oh, thats a great photo," said my Aunty, "What you are developing there is a shot of one of the models I work with."

I felt embarrassed looking at a naked woman with my Aunty, but assured myself that this was the kind of thing a photographer would do on a daily basis.

Aunty June came up behind me, leaning over me so that our shoulders were touching.

"She is a very beautiful woman, don't you think."

"Yes," was all I said, merely for the sake of replying.

"Put it in the next solution now so that we don't ruin such a nice shot," she instructed. "This woman has such beautiful breasts. They are very full, and shapely."

I didn't know what to say.

"What do you call breasts, Emily?"

I hesitated, again unsure what to say. "Um... I just call them breasts, I guess".

"Yes, but there are a lot of names for them," said Aunty June, as though she were giving me a lesson. "I usually call them tits. Have you heard them called that?"

I had. "No, not really".

"Trying saying it... say 'I think she has nice tits', just to see how it sounds".

"I think she has nice tits," I repeated.

"What do you like about them?"

"Um.... they're nice and round... They look nice."

"Yes, they are very beautiful. And her nipples are very shapely. I remember they were dark brown, and you can see that they rise up to a nice pointy tip just at the base of her tits."

I looked at her nipples and noticed hat Aunty June was correct - they did have a nice shape.

"I always wished I had nicer tits, but now that I'm a bit older I think they are just fine. Your mother and I have very similar tits. Here.. have a look".

Aunty June stepped back from me, pulled her blouse out of her knee-length skirt, and began to undo the buttons. I felt uncomfortable, but continued to watch her out of politeness. Underneath her blouse she had no bra, and her breasts appeared as she shrugged off each shoulder of her blouse. They were not large, but they had weight to them, and retained a circular shape about the size of a mango. Her nipples puffed up from the rest of her breasts, like mine appeared to be doing, and the tip of the nipple sat somewhat flatly, like a button, at the centre of that puffy pink area.

"Lets compare yours to mine," said Aunty June.

"But I don't want to get cold," I protested feebly.

"Don't worry about that... it gets quite warm in here with the door closed".

Aunty June reached forward, took the hem of my school sport t-shirt in both hands, and raised it over me head. I had a sports bra on, though I really didn't need a bra yet. Aunty June also pulled that over my head. I warm surge or embarrassment swept over my chest and face. Aunty June was smiling warmly, staring at my young breasts. The still cool air hit my nipples and I felt them tighten. Small goose-bumps appeared on the raised pink nipples. I noticed that the cool air must have effected Aunty June as well - her previously flat nipples now stood about 5 millimeters out from the surrounding pink area.

"Oh... those are some lovely young tits you have there, Emily."

"Thankyou," I replied politely.

Aunty June reached out and touched the base of my left breast, just where it had begin to protrude in a curve of flesh from my chest.

"Mmmmm, very firm," she said. Gently stroking the bottom of my breast, she moved her hand to the side of my chest and pulled to turn me around. As I turned she came up behind me and pulled me against her. My head rested between her breasts, and I felt them nuzzling my ears on either side of my head. She reached both arms around me and hugged me to her.

"You are a very precious girl Emily, and I've always thought you were wonderful," said Aunty June.

"Thank-you Aunty June".

"Sometimes things can get difficult in life and it always helps to have someone who cares about you. I hope you'll always see me as a person like that", she paused, "and it is always comforting to have someone special who can comfort you and make you feel nice."

"Thankyou," I repeated.

Her arms unlocked from around me and both hands came up my pelvis. Rather than coming to land, they hovered over my breasts so that both of her palms gently grazed over the tips of my nipples.

"Augh!" I gasped. The familiar electric sensation seized me, shooting out of my nipples and down my pelvis to my crotch.

"Do you like me touching your tits, Emily?"

"Yes."

"Tell me then..."

I paused, but realised there was nothing to do but go along with her. 

"I like you touching my tits..."

"Tell me 'I want you to keep touching my tits Aunty June'", she said calmly.

"I want you to keep touching my tits Aunty June"

"Okay then Emily. I can tell you are enjoying it. Its very pleasant, isn't it?"

I felt terribly embarrassed, but I was also in a blissful state. Each small circle of her palms pulled my nipples in little circles and sent a warm glow through my body. 

"Yes.. it is so nice to be able to comfort each other, and make one-another feel nice", she stated. "Do you know what it means when people talk about having a 'wet pussy', Emily?"

I was pretty sure I knew what she meant, but shook my head.

"When a woman feels nice her vagina becomes nice and wet. It means that she is feeling very pleasant. Another name for a woman's vagina is 'pussy'. People might tell you that only a man can make a woman's pussy wet, but that isn't true. A woman can make her own pussy wet, or another woman can make her pussy wet. Does that make sense?"

"Yes..."

"Is your pussy wet now, Emily? I just want to know if I'm helping you to feel nice."

"Um.. I don't know..." I was horrified to think that it probably was.

"You had a wet pussy last week when I gave you a massage..." said said, and paused to let her words sink in. "It was very wet, in fact. I liked that because it meant you were enjoying the massage. Do you remember that you pussy was wet?"

"Yes"

"Good. Its nice to know that you are helping someone to feel good. Tell me that I made your pussy wet last week, Emily. Say 'Aunty June...'"

"Aunty June, last week you made my pussy wet."

"Thats good, Emily. Were you gratetful for what I did?"

"Yes..."

"Well, let me know so that I know to do it for you again. Say 'Aunty June....'"

"Aunty June, thank-you for making my pussy wet during your massage last week."

"You're welcome Emily. Any time. Any time you want me to do that for you, just ask me. Any time you need some comforting just say,'Aunty June, can you please make my pussy wet?', okay?"

"Okay," I replied.

"Lets just see if you are feeling relaxed right now..."

My Aunty's hands left my nipples and her fingertips trailed down my flat abdomen to my skirt. She reached down to my thighs and raised her hands up under my skirt to my hips. All my muscles were tense with nervousness and excitement. She hooked her thumbs under each side of my panties and lowered them over my hips to my thighs. Then one of her hands pushed them lower until they fell to my ankles, catching momentarily at my knees. I glanced down to see a dark stain and visible moisture covering the crotch of my light blue panties. 

"Spread your legs a little, Emily."

I did as I was told.

"Now lean forward for me and lean against the bench."

I also did that. Aunty June reached behind me and raised my skirt over my bottom so it sat bunched on my lower back. I felt a flush rush over me at the embarrassment of having my bare bottom and vagina exposed like that, in clear view for my Aunty. At this angle even the cheeks of my bottom would be parted and she would even be able to see my anus quite clearly. Standing that way made me feel as though I was offering it all to her, allowing her to touch it or look at it as she pleased.

"What a lovely smooth bottom, Emily. And I can see that your pussy is nice and moist."

She placed a hand on the lower curve of each of my bottom cheeks and slowly, tantalizingly, slid them forward around the top of my thigh along both sides of my vagina.

"Why do you think they call it a pussy, Emily?"

"I don't know..."

"Well, firstly, when a woman gets a little older than you it becomes nice and furry, just like a cat. So it is nice to pat and stroke. And also, like a cat, it really likes to be patted and stroked. Usually having it patted and stroked even makes a woman purr like a pussy-cat."

She removed one hand and placed it on my hip. The other hand cupped my entire vulva and began gently rubbing back and forth. I arched my back with the sheer pleasure of the sensation Aunty June was creating, and parted my lips as I looked to the ceiling.

"Mmmm... your pussy is very excited, Emily. If you feel like you need to purr or make other noises, feel free to. I'd like to know I was doing something nice for you."

"Okay..." I managed to breathe in a whisper, "Augh....".

 

"With the tops of my fingers I'm touching your clitoris," she began a slow circling action with the tips of her fingers at the top end of my vulva. "Your clit is an especially sensitive part of your pussy. It is very pleasant to have someone touch your clit if they do it in the right way. It is also very pleasant to have someone kiss it. Maybe sometime if you ask me I will kiss your clit for you, Emily."

I looked down, between my legs, and saw her fingertips cupping my crotch, applying pressure in a circular motion. My skin had turned bright red from my belly right up to my breasts. I noticed that I had also begun to rock my hips back and forward, grinding my vagina into Aunty June's hand. I was feeling incredibly good - my mind had drifted into a dream world. Aunty June released the pressure on my clitoris and lowered her hand. I looked back between my legs and felt embarrassed to see her cupping her hand about 10cm below my vagina. A long stream of liquid was seeping out of my vagina, and Aunty June was catching the drip in her hand. When it finally dropped into a small pool in her palm she withdrew her hand to reach up under her own skirt, though I couldn't see exactly what she was doing.

"Can you see the picture in the water in front of you, Emily?"

"Yes," I looked back to the table.

"When I touch you from now on I want you to keep your eyes on the woman in that picture. Okay?"

I didn't know why she wanted me to do that, but I nodded my head. I felt her reconnect with my clit, using the opposite hand. It still felt incredible.

"What are you looking at on the picture, Emily?" she asked, recommencing a gently rubbling motion.

"Ah.... her eyes."

"What else can you see?"

"Her hair..."

"Yes, and lower down?"

"Her tits..."

"What are you looking at on her tits?"

"Her nipples....Auugh...."

"Do you feel nice while you look at her tits and nipples, Emily?"

"Ye... yes..."

I noticed myself rotating my hips, forcing my clit against Aunty June's fingertips. My mouth was hanging open, and I was beginning to breath very heavily.

"Tell me what words you have learnt from me today."

"Tits... pussy.... and... ugh... clit..."

"Another good word for a pussy is 'cunt'. For example, 'I enjoy touching your lovely cunt, Emily'. Also, you might like to use the word 'fuck'. Thats what it is called when you put something in your cunt to make you feel good, like a finger or something else. So you might say, 'Please fuck my pussy with your fingers', for example."

"Oh... augh..." I began to feel that I was loosing control - that the pleasant feelings were overtaking my mind. I stared at the tits in the photograph to try to remain focussed.

"Finally, you might like to know the word 'cum'. Thats when you feel so nice that all the excitement comes in one explosive feeling. You might say ' Aunty June fucked my cunt until I came', or 'Please Aunty June, can I make you cum'. I think you might be going to cum any second now, Emily, and then you will know what I mean."

I was barely listening to Aunty June. Her words were washing over me like background noise. I felt my body rushing towards a feeling of overwhelming pleasure that scared and excited me. I could feel it coming and could do nothing to stop it.

"Emily, make up some sentences to show me that you have understood all the words I have taught you today," Aunty June demanded.

"Augh.. um... my cunt is wet..." I moaned.

"Yes, go on."

"Fuck me till I cum..."

"Good...."

"Augh... touch my tits and kiss my clit... fuck my pussy... AUGH...Aunty June! AUGH..."

I was lost in an overwhelming sensation. I wasn't even able to talk. My legs began to shake and buckle underneath me. Warm waves rushed over my body and jolts of electricity coursed from my pussy to my tits and back again.

Suddenly it was over, and I collapsed into my arms on the bench top. Now I knew what it was like to cum. My body was warm all over, and a gently glow of pleasure still radiated from my clit, where Aunty June's fingers were resting gently. All I was aware of was my breathing, and Aunty June's rapid breaths.

"Augh..." I heard her gasp behind me. Looking around I saw her staring at my pussy, with her left hand under her skirt and her mouth hanging wide open. I guessed that she was also rubbing her own clit. Her tits bounced up and down, throwing her nipples into a rotating motion.

"Oh Emily... Oh... your little pussy is so sweet... I love you so much..." she suddenly blurted, "Augh... fuck.... you cunt... you beautiful little cunt... I need your fresh young cunt.... AUGH!"

Aunty June suddenly stopped, released her hand, and grabbed hold of both of my hips as though she was holding on for her life. She pressed against me, raising her skirt over my still upraised bottom. Leaning over my back, she kissed me between the shoulder blades, breathing heavily all the time. Her tits were wet with sweat against my back, and her warm legs nuzzled up against my own bare legs.

"Wasn't that nice Emily..."

"Yes. Thank-you Aunty June."

She sighed, "You are very very welcome, Emily. We can do that any time you like. Would you like that?"

"Yes..." and I was completely genuine. It had felt amazing and I wanted to feel that way again, despite the rising feelings of guilt I still experienced.

"Good. I really do love you, do you know that?"

"Yes."

"Well..." she said, standing up and straightening her skirt, "We should make the best of our time and process some more of these photos. What do you say?"

END OF PART 1

It was a Friday evening and I came over for dinner and as usual, my brother was working the late shift, so his time would be short and his wife would be going out to a PTA meeting. As I walked in the house I was greeted by my sister-in-law and brother. Sarah was upstairs doing something but they said she would be down in a minute. Sitting down for dinner, Sara finally decided to show up. Now Sara is about 5'2" with brownish-blonde hair, green eyes and about 110lbs. She resembles that girl on 7th Heaven, Lucy. Little did I know how much. She sat down at the table just wearing a loose t-shirt and had khaki shorts on. Nothing special but I still couldn't figure out the difference and believe me I looked. After dinner and with Sara getting up and down to get things for us, I still couldn't figure it out.

After about an hour my brother left for work and a few minutes after that my sister-in-law left for PTA. All the while Sara sat next to me. I told Sara that she has really grown up and if she wanted to talk about anything. She always called me when she knew mom and dad wouldn't understand. She said no so I decided it was getting late and decided to go. I had to get up early the next day because I had things to do. Sara and I walked out to my car like we always did with my arm around her. I was sitting in my car when Sara came up to the window like she always does and rests her arms on the sill leaning in to talk with me. At that time I noticed her t-shirt was open a little and I could see down the front of her shirt. Little did I realize just how grown up she was. I could see a lot of cleavage and two of the most magnificant and developed breasts I have ever seen. Sara was not shy about it either. One thing she really liked was when I would gently massage her hands and work my self up her arms especially if you were to turn your palms up and go up to the part in front of your elbow. Just gently rubbing back and forth.

While she had her arms on top of the other talking with me, I gently started to rub back and forth. I got to where her elbow was and started to feel her bicep with my right fingers. I then moved inside her bicep and gently started to work my fingers toward her armpit. She then told me that felt good as we continued to talk. As I continued that movement I noticed that she started to adjust herself to me. She moved a little to her right and gave me easier access to go up further. As she did I was able to feel inside her armpits and she let out a little sigh. I continued to softly rub the area with my fingers. As I was doing this, my thumb and finger were feeling the outside of her left breast. she never moved away and my god what I felt was really having an unusual affect with me. I got a little bolder and then using the back of my right hand, which was now completely inside her t-shirt, I started to move closer to her hole breast. I expected resistance but I got a pleasant surprise. Sara moved a little to her left and met my hand. She let me carress her tit with the back of my hand and it was unreal. Not only was her tit firm and very big but her nipple was very hard and extremely long about 1/2 inch. This from a 14yr old. She adjusted herself where I was able to turn my hand over. She turned to her left where she was almost sideways to the car and let me fondle and squeeze those wonderful tits with my right hand. She just moaned with pleasure and told me she wanted me to do that to her for a long time. I just kept squeezing and pulling on those unbelievable nipples and tits when we realized that mom would be home very soon. Dam, my dick was so hard and I really thought I would get some relief. I was really hurting. We kind of fumbled apart from each other and just looked with a glaze in our eyes. I told Sara that I didn't mean for that to happen and just gcarried away she told me, while smiling, its ok.

One thing that Sara does is that twice a month she comes over to my place and cleans. It's a way for her to earn extra spending money and her uncle really takes care of that. As she leaned in to give me a kiss good-bye she told me she would be over early to clean and mom would drop her off. I just looked at her and said that would be fine and maybe I would be home. Usually I'm not because of work. Little did I realize how early she would be over and what would happen.

This is my first time with this and if you would like to hear more your feedback would be appreciated.

I sat down next to her on the couch, and because of what I saw, my penis was standing straight up from my crotch.  I knew that she was my cousin, but I also knew that she was hot.  Before I could say anything, she started stroking my pubic hair very gently.  I asked her if she wanted to touch my penis, and she immediately nodded and grabbed my penis with both hands.  She has small hands, so they both fit on there.  She looked at me, smiled, and started masturbating me.  For like 5 minutes, she rubbed as hard and fast as she could.  I had never felt anything like this; it felt so good for a girl to be doing this.  I couldn't take it any more and I came all over the place... on her hands, on myself...  She stopped rubbing and looked at my cum on her hands.  I asked her if she had ever tasted that stuff before, and she hadn't, so she licked her hands clean.  By now, since I had ejaculated already, my penis was starting to droop a little.  Then she got down and licked the cum off of my belly, and then she asked if she could taste my penis.  I said that was fine, and she first licked the leftover cum off of it.  She then started licking the shaft of my penis up and down, and that made me hard immediately.  She even went down and sucked my balls some.  She then put only the head of my dick in her mouth and started twirling her tongue around it.  After a couple minutes, she didn't waste any time and she deep-throated my penis.  I couldn't believe how good she was at it.  She kept it in, and she just kept sucking and sucking until finally I just blew load after load into her mouth.  She waited until all five shots of my cum went in, and she swallowed it all.  Once she finished, she opened her mouth showing me that she had swallowed all of my cum.  She smiled again and layed on the couch, and she spread her legs so that her pussy was pointed right at me. 

I immediately started stroking her pussy hair, and it felt so nice... her pubes were softer than mine.  I asked her if I could finger her and she said she wanted me to.  So I proceeded to rub the outside of her pussy, and I got her a little wet.  Her pussy lips started to turn pink too.  At this time, I started sticking just my middle finger in, very slowly.  I then added 1 finger at a time slowly, and I got to the point where I was ready to stick my whole fist in (her pussy was not very tight).  I asked her if I could, and she said, panting, to do it.  I stuck 4 fingers in, then I made the fist, and I started to dig as far as I could go.  She was moaning beyond control at this point, and I started going in further and faster, and she started screaming.  At one point, I saw some blood on my arm (I had taken her virginity).  After like 10 minutes of this, when I was in as far as I could go, she said she was gonna cum.  I took my fist out and I put my mouth down in front of her pussy and she squirted all over the place.  I got a mouthful of her cum, and the rest drenched my face and the couch. 

At this point, my penis was harder than it had ever been in my whole life (she was the first girl I ever saw nude, and the first I ever did anything with).  After she stopped panting (which took like 5 minutes), she asked me if I wanted to fuck her... 

I first asked her if she really meant what she asked.  She said she did.  I didn't have a condom on me, because I wasn't planning on having sex that day, and she said she didn't care.  I then asked her"what would happen if I got her pregnant, and she said she wouldn't.  After these questions were resolved, I agreed to have sex with her.  It was amazing, because not only was I losing my virginity, I was losing it to a really hot girl. 

So, I sat down on the couch, and I let my penis fly up.  She got up and straddled me.  She grabbed my penis and started to rub it on her pussy lips back and forth, getting the tip of my penis wet.  She then positioned my penis just right, and she just fell all the way onto it, so my penis was in as far as it would go.  I can't even describe the feeling I had: I was excited, happy, and I just felt good.  She looked at me and said that she loved it.  She then leaned to me and kissed me on the lips, with tongue.  I gave her the same back, and as we let go, she started bouncing on me.  As she bounced, I just stared at her beautiful tits, the perfect size, bouncing like she was.  I leaned up a little, and I started licking and sucking her right nipple while she bounced.  This was when she started moaning again.  After a few minutes, I went to her other nipple, and I sucked that one even harder.  After a bit of that, I swore I got a little milk or something out of her, because it tasted good.  Then, I let go of her nipple and I smiled at her.  She was still boucing (this was going on for like 10 minutes).  I started to moan now, and I started feeling the warmth in my balls.  I was about to cum a load in my cousin.  I told her that, and she just kept going even faster, and I came a huge, hot load in her pussy.  She stopped bouncing, and was panting furiously, and then her hips bucked and she came again with my penis still in her.  She then fell into my arms and we just held each other in that position for 10 or 15 minutes, with my penis never coming out of her pussy. 

As we sat there holding each other, she said she would never be with anyone but me.  I told her I would always be there for her no matter what.  She smiled up at me and moved up to kiss me, but this made my penis move in her.  Because her pussy was so sensitive right now, this made her buck again, cumming all over me.  She then kissed me and took my penis out of her.  She looked at it, and said she loved how it looked and felt.  We promised each other that we would never shave ourselves, because we loved hair on each other.

I still love her more than anything.

 

After putting my jacket in the closet I turned and saw that there was a message on the phone so I went over and pushed the play button and listened to it. It was my wife saying “honey be real quiet when you get in because Garnett (our 15 yr. old niece) is in the guest room sleeping”.

 

I just about had a heart attack knowing that the 15-yr. old sex kitten was in our house.

 

Let me get you back up to the speed on this.

 

My wife’s sister (Sandy) had just moved back from back east. We hadn’t seen her or Garnett in about 3 yrs. What I remembered of Garnett was that she always stayed with us when they visited. She was only 13 yrs. Old the last time I saw her and was able to get my cock hard just the way she use to sashay around in front me in her little girl pajama’s. She always had to sit on my lap when we watched movies or for that fact just regular TV. She always squirmed around on me always on my cock. Making sure she always rubbed my hardness.

For an Uncle and Niece we were always close, being that her mom never married the father. I guess I was the substitute.

 

Anyway back to the story.

 

I went to the bathroom and was getting ready to take my shower. I had stripped completely, and just for the heck of it I looked in the mirror and checked out my 32-yr. old body. Not in bad shape for that age. My belly stuck out alittle but wasn’t that bad. Then I looked further down and took my still soft cock in my hand and rubbed it a bit. It wasn’t big by all means I guess it was standard size. 6 inches long when fully erect and about 2 ½ inches round.

 

I turned and leaned into the shower stall and turn on the water and adjusted it. When I was done I stepped inside and closed the door and leaned into the spray. “Damn” it felt good. I stood there for a while just letting the hot water spray my body.

 

I opened my eyes and noticed that the hot water was steaming up the shower door and that meant I had it at the right temperature. So I turned and got the bottle of shampoo and squeezed some onto my hand and proceeded to wash my hair. I was humming to myself when all of a sudden I felt a chilly breeze come from over the top of the shower door. I couldn’t look to see what was going on because I had shampoo in my eyes.

 

Then I heard a voice saying “Morning Uncle Greg, I have to go pee real bad”. I knew it had to be Garnett, I felt relatively safe knowing that the shower door was fogged up and she could not see anything.

 

I continued to wash-up and thought that by the time I finished, Garnett would be all done going potty and had gone back to bed. I rinsed off and opened the door and reached for a towel off the rack. But what happened at that moment was going to change the rest of my life.

 

Standing there bare ass naked was a little girl that had blossomed into and very sexy young lady. I froze looking first at her long brown hair slowly lowering my gaze down over her grapefruit size breasts and on down to a sparsely covered pussy.

 

I had no idea that my own body had reacted in its normal way. I had turned red (how I don’t know because there was no blood in my main parts) and my cock had hardened like it used to do in my younger days.

 

We both just stood there taking in the views that were offered us. Thinking that Garnett might get scared and run, I wanted to cover myself with the towel that was hanging on the towel rack.

 

As I reached for the towel, she jerked it away from my grasp and threw it on the floor behind her.

 

Looking at me she said “Uncle Greg I need to take a shower”. I was still inside the stall as she moved past facing me and rubbing her breasts against my chest and she even somehow rubbed my cock with the softness of her belly.

 

I stood there paralyzed not being able to move a muscle.

 

She turned towards the shower and bent over to turn the water back on. As she did this she moved her tight young ass up against my hard cock.

My cock was sticking straight out at a 90-degree angle from my body and was in perfect alignment with her pussy. She moved backward onto my cock letting my cock slip in-between her legs. Bringing her hips down just a little caused my cock to touch the outer lips of her young cunt.

 

Bent over as she was, she started moving back and forth over my cock, Squeezing her legs together making a tunnel for my cock to slide through. It took a lot of will power not to grab her hips and dry fuck her right then and there. I just stood there letting her move and squeeze my cock with her legs. I could feel the heat surrounding my cock from her pussy. Suddenly I felt something else tugging at me.

I looked and saw that she had taken the head of my cock in one hand and was jerking on it. “God what a feeling”. She turned her head and looked back over at me smiling. She then reached around her leg with her other hand and gently squeezed my balls. Well in any man’s mind that would do it. And it did. I started shooting my hot cum into her hand that was now cupping the head of my cock.

I leaned back against the far wall of the shower stall trying to steady myself with my weak legs.

 

When I had stopped cumming she rubbed the end of my cock with her other hand that had been squeezing my balls.

 

She pulled away and stood up then turned around bringing her hand (that had held my cock against her pussy) up to her mouth. Licking the remnants of my load that had settled in the palm of her hand. Looking at me with her green eyes she watched my reaction. I looked at her in amazement, as this little vixen that was going to change my life forever licked and swallowed my cum.

 

Garnett turned around and finished washing her hair and body. While I stood there in a stunned state just watching. After she had finish rinsing off, she turned around and gasped. “Uncle Greg your cock is still hard is there anything else you want?” I looked down and saw my manhood sticking straight out in all its glory. She reached out and squeezed it one more time before she opened the door and left me standing there in the shower stall with a hard-on.

 

When I came out of my stupefied state. I got out of the shower and reached for a towel and dried myself off. My cock was as hard as ever. Once done drying I opened the door of the bathroom and went to my bedroom. My mind was reeling with distraught with what had just occurred.

Completely stunned, it took more than a week for me to hunt elsewhere. Searching lists and faces, I located a relative newcomer. She was similar in appearance to the first model, and much more a tease. I was especially drawn by her little lips. That kind of thing had always turned me on. I repeated the same kind of offer to her as the first model. The reply was almost instant. Not only were they cooperative, but they were willing to work into my schedule. It took me a couple of hours to set up the reservations, but they would be here for the next weekend.

I had a limo pick them up at the airport in order to give me more credibility. The next morning, I went to the hotel to pick them up. I was surprised to see only the model and her father. "Her mother had a crisis in the family" he explained. I looked at the model. She was shorter than I thought, coming in a little under five feet. She wore a tight blue T shirt that showed little bumps on her chest. Form fitting short pants hugged her tiny butt.

I drove them to the studio. I explained to them I was trying to tell a story through pictures. I wanted her to wear a schoolgirl's outfit, which she would then change out of into the lingerie. It only took a few minutes for her to change and I set up the lights. I had her stand a couple of places while I checked the light and the camera.

Finally ready, I had her appear to walk into the bedroom. Then button by button, I had her pose taking off the schoolgirl shirt, then the skirt. Then I waited a few minutes while she picked out and put on one of the lingerie outfits I had on a rack in the dressing room. I was really surprised when she picked out a sheer babydoll nightie. We could both see her tiny pink nipples through the sheer fabric. My dick was straining against my pants as I directed through several dozen poses. Then I asked her to get a new lingerie outfit.

She returned several minutes later with a black lace teddy. I knew it was a front clasp top, and so this would mean different kinds of poses. I had her pose over her shoulder and with one foot on the bed, then had her open the front clasp an inch while I took several camera angles. I had her open the top a couple more inches and I took several more shots. "Do you want me to take the top off?" she asked, flooring me.

"That's up to your dad" I said, turning to him.

"She's comfortable with nudity" he replied.

I had her tease in several more shots before having her open the top to show me her bare chest. Next, I had her tease me with the ties on her panties, untying one side, then the other before letting them fall to the floor. I had her move up onto the bed. I was on a roll now and her father didn't say a word as I directed her through several poses. The pose I felt was the dealmaker was her on a fours, her butt up in the air with her hairless pussy lips exposed. I obviously took a closeup and still he didn't say a word.

Her next pose was legs spread, then on her back with legs spread. I moved in for a closeup, then had her spread her pussy lips. I saw moisture between her pussy lips, which had become pink and swollen. Then I told her to open the nightstand drawer. I had placed several vibrators in there, not knowing if I could ever get things that far. She selected a thin green one.

I took a picture of her kissing the vibrator, then sliding it into her mouth to simulate oral sex. She was the most cooperative girl I'd ever met. I had her touch her nipples several times before having her placing the vibrator between her legs. Hevsilent father still said nothing, but I noticed him touch his obviously hard dick through his pants as she started inserting the vibrator in her tiny pussy. I moved in for closeups again and noticed that not only was the vibrator sliding in and out without trouble, but it was very moist. I had reached my point of no return.

I took her hand and had her take the vibrator out. I pulled my zipper down. She smiled and spread her legs in an inviting way. I moved into position. I placed my dick at her opening. She reached down placing her fingers as to pull me in. She squeaked as my dick entered her, which tuirned into full moan. I was so turned on that I started bunny fucking her with fast hard strokes. Her moan turned into the kind of stoccato moan one hears as an old roller coaster bangs down a track.

Her dad walked up just then, fully nude and placed his dick in her face. She turned and took it in her mouth as I shot my load in her. I rested a couple of minutes while she orally pleased her father. "You aren't done are you?" she asked with a smile. "No" I replied as I prepared to enter her a second time.

This time, I took my time with slow solid strokes. I was several minutes into fucking her when her dad came in her mouth. He stepped back and watched as I turned her and put her on all fours as I fucked her from behind. Her dad stepped up for some more cock sucking. I wet a finger and began to stick it in her ass. "That's nasty" she said.

"Do you like it?" I asked. She gave me a weird smile.I stuck my finger all the way in. She howled. I felt my cum rising again. I shot my second load in her. "You naughty man" he said as I sat back.

We didn't take any more pictures that day, although we broke for lunch and dinner. Seeing her leave the next morning broke my heart as I fondly recalled fucking her. Oh well, on to the next model.    

 

I finally got some sense in me and said rather harshly “Garnett what are you doing?” She looked surprise and pulled her hand out from in between her legs and tried to cover her breasts. She had a scared look on her face and started to cry.

 

“Uncle Greg I thought you might want more than what we did in the shower and it felt so nice having your cock in between my legs”, “I, I, I just thought maybe you could teach me more”

 

More? What was she trying to tell me?

 

I asked. “More? What do you mean more?”

 

She softly said. “Uncle Greg I want you to teach all there is about Love”.

 

“But Honey”. I said. “This isn’t the right way”.

 

She started crying and it broke my heart seeing her cry. Unknowingly I got up and went over to her on the bed (minus my shorts that were still on the edge of the bed) and sat beside her. She looked up at me and said, “I’m sorry”, and started to cry harder. Call me stupid. I leaned over and took her in my arms and held her. Her hands were still covering her tits as I held her close.

 

I held her and said,”Its OK Garnett, it’s OK”. With that she pulled her hands off her breasts and put them around my neck and hugged me tightly. Her hard nipples pierced into my chest. Pulling her head back she looked at me.

 

As I was holding her trying to reassure her that what she was wanting was wrong. She had pulled back her head and said, “I Love You Uncle Greg”. Looking down into those young eyes filled with tears I broke.

 

I pulled her closer to me and at the same time I could feel her arms wrap tighter around me. We were looking at each other and suddenly our lips meant. We ground our lips together and we both (if on cue) opened our lips and our tongues connected. At that moment our bodies tensed up. Our eyes were closed tight.

 

Garnett hugged me tighter and pulled me back on top of her as she lay back on the bed.

 

Our lips were still connected in a hot wet sucking action. Some how she had maneuvered my body. So that I was completely covering her body with mine. She had brought her legs together trapping my still hard cock in between the young soft skin of her thighs. Her hips were moving in an up and down motion as if she were fucking my cock between her legs. I started to move my cock back and forth in-between her closed legs. The feeling of my pending release shot through my body. My brain was having a hard time deciding if this would be the best way to finish it. But to my surprise my body stopped its motion and I pulled away. Garnett looked at me with those dark lusty eyes.

 

“Uncle Greg why did you stop?” “Don’t you love me?”

 

“Of course I do”, I said.

 

“But Garnett, if you want me to teach you all about love we have to take it slow”.

 

So I pulled up and away from her tight young body, and slowly slid down so that I had my face just over her young and untarnished virgin slit.

 

I grabbed at her ankles and started to pull them apart. To my surprise she opened her legs willing. “This little vixen really does want to learn.”

 

So I lowered my face towards her moisture covered slit. She surprised me again. Bringing both her hands down to her pussy, she pulls apart her hairless lips. I brought my tongue slowly and deliberately just to the edge of her opening. I could smell the fragrance of her sweet pussy. She push her hips upwards causing my tongue too slightly enter her soon to be fucked opening. She gasped at the touch of my tongue to her inner lips. She grabbed at my head trying to pull my mouth down hard against her mound. She had gotten a hold of my hair and held my face firmly against her. Grinding her hips onto my mouth and teasing tongue she started to whimper and squeal. “Uncle Greg lick me, please!!!”

 

I brought my arms up and under her legs. Bending my arms at the elbows, I used the leverage to press my mouth hard against her pussy. I stuck my tongue out and speared it directly into her cunt hole. The sweet taste and aroma had awoken the animal in me. I was going to fuck this young girl in every way there was possible. I started sucking her cunt lips into my mouth and then releasing them, I attacked her clit with my tongue and then I nibbled at her engorged clit with my teeth. That would bring a low moan from her. I was like an animal in a feeding frenzy. I stabbed her hole with my tongue and licked up every ounce of nectar she had to give. I brought my tongue to her clit and roughly licked until it was almost raw. I attacked her virgin hole like a mad man eating his last meal. I continued to attack her pussy and even somehow managed to bring a hand up so that it was squeezing one of her ass cheeks. I could feel with my fingers that she had produced a lot of moisture. I squeezed and mauled her soft ass cheeks. Moving my hand inwards between her butt cheeks I started moving my fingers around. And what I thought was her cunt hole was really her ass hole. I could feel the slippery ridge that was the opening to her brown hole, with no thought that it would hurt her. I jammed my middle finger roughly inside. She took a deep hard breath and screamed. “NO UNCLE GREG NOT THERE!!!!” “IT HURTS!!” Paying no attention to her pleads I assaulted her back door like a mad man.

 

I continued licking and swallowing her juice. While my assault on her ass continued, her complaining subsided. She was getting close to cumming. Her moans and slightly audible voice produced what I wanted to hear. “Uncle Greg “, “I’M CUMMMING”. Garnett’s whole body started to shake. I was having a hard time keeping my mouth connected with her spasming cunt. She let loose with a high-pitched scream that could have awakened the dead. “AHHHHH!!!! OOOOHHH!!! I’M CUMMING, EAT MEEEEEEE!!!!”

 

God Damn! She nearly drowned me with her flood of cunt juice. I licked and suck every ounce she offered me.

 

Slowly she started to come down and her body started just to tremble. Her hands were still holding my mouth down on her cunt. My middle finger was still embedded in her tight ass.

 

She pulled on my head and looked down at me smiling and still her body trembled. With my finger still in her ass, she pulled me up over her body. My arms still under her, I forced her legs up to her chest. Her feet were now above her head and nearly touched the headboard. She was all folded up in a tight ball. Bringing my face close to hers. We kissed franticly, our mouths open, and our tongues battling one another. Our saliva mixing into a frothy mixture as if we were rabid animals.

 

My cock was positioned right at the entrance to her wet hot tunnel. I had to have relief now!!!!! We kissed and she said, “I never knew that could happen”. I smiled and looked into her eyes and at the same time plunged my cock hard and fast into her cunt.

 

Her eyes went wide and she screamed out. AHHHHHHH!!!! UNCLE GREG NOOOOOOOO!” I was oblivious to her screaming and telling me to stop.

 

When I entered her I had felt just a slight resistance (must have been her hymen). After I so forcefully entered her I held still. My cock was relishing in the tightness that had enveloped it.

 

I started moving slowly (not wanting to shoot my load yet) back and forth. She was still moaning and trying in vain to push me away. Her cunt sucked at my cock causing me several times to stop my motion. I started to wiggle my finger that was still buried in her ass hole producing a sensation that I had only dreamed of.

 

Her resistance slowly subsided, and her body started to respond to my cock. She started to move as much as she could. I had her body all rolled up tight.

 

At the angle I was fucking her she could barely move. She just grunted and groaned like a female bitch in heat.

 

I opened my eyes and looked down at the young girl I was violating. Her eyes were open and her mouth was opening and closing with each thrust of my cock. She looked up at me and smile and said “Now (AAHH) That (OOH)(AHH) You Are (AHH) Fucking Meeee!!!!!! (AHHH) “FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

Her cunt opened up to my pounding cock. She grunted each time I buried my length deep in her silky moist tunnel.

 

I started to pound away at her now un-virgin hole. She started to moan and yell that she was cumming. I could feel her cunt muscles squeezing my cock. I know that I was hitting and possibly entering her womb. I could feel a sudden gripping feeling as I went full force inwards. The opening to her womb was grasping at my cock head every time I push forwards. And every time I was buried deep in her she would let out alittle grasp

 

She yelled “I’M CUMMING, GREG!!!!!!”” FUCK ME, FUCKMEEEEEEEEE!!” I continued to force my cock in and out of her tight sucking cunt.

 

I could feel my balls starting to tighten up. I wanted to load this sweet young girl up to the brim with cum. Her arms suddenly flew up around my neck and pulled me downwards. Our lips meant and our tongues enter twined.

I couldn’t keep my finger that was in her ass any longer.

I pulled it out and she grunted from the feeling of it’s’ removal.

My arms now were now situated on either side to help me hold myself up.

I looked down where our bodies were meeting in this incestual bout.

“God” was I turned on by the sight of my middle-aged cock going in and out of this young body.

Garnett forced her head up off the bed to look down where our bodies meant and groaned.

“FUCK ME; FUCK ME, CUM IN YOUR NASTY LITTLE SLUTS PUSSY!”

With such language coming from her sweet mouth, I lost control.

 

Both our bodies became frantic for release. We held each other close and tight. I could feel my seed start to boil from down below. I made one hard surge forward and I could feel my cock head enter into her womb. I had buried the length of my cock into her now. The mouth of her womb clamped tight around my cock head, holding it in place as I started to cum in her inner most parts.

 

She felt my cock swelling and pulsating and screamed that she was cumming again. The language she was using was turning me on even more as I shot stream after stream of cum into her belly.

 

“AH FUCK ME GREG, FUCK ME I’M CUMMMMMMMING!!!!!”

Our bodies were still shaking as my cock was still releasing its load.

We held onto each other until both our bodies had stopped convulsing.

 

We stayed connected as we relaxed and we both uncoiled. My cock was still embedded deep in her cunt. As I started to stretch out, her body returned to her normal position. I started to move up and off of her. With her arms she held me tight against her body.

 

I turned to the side, and rolled unto my back panting and breathing hard. Her body followed mine. My cock was still buried in her. Now she was lying on top of me.

I could feel our mixture leaking out of her cunt sliding down my shaft and covering my balls.

 

Looking down at me she squealed and said, “I Love You Uncle Greg”.

 

“I Love you too Garnett”

 

With that her cunt squeezed my cock again and my cock responded.

 

(Damn I’m Tired)