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Ron Taylor: The hot niece

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"Well," I said, letting go. "You certainly turn weird after a fuck, don't you?"

He turned around. He put his hands on my shoulders and looked at me with solemn, almost pained expression in his eyes. "Damn it, Elizabeth," he said, chewing the words before he spoke them, "this is wrong. We can't do it any more."

"Can't do it any more?" I repeated. "You sure know how to make a girl feel good. What's wrong? Didn't I respond enough? Didn't I made you feel like a man when you were in me? Christ, I loved it! And if I know cock the way I think I know it, you had a pretty good time too. Listen, Uncle Bill. It seems weird to be calling you Uncle after what we just did. Do you mind if I drop the honorific? Isn't it good for both of us? I mean, I need it most of the time, you know? And you talk like you need it too and aren't getting it, and… and that's enough," he said, picking up his pants. I sat down on the couch and watched him slip his feet into the jeans. His eyes drifted towards me, and I was twiddling my middle finger in the crack of my cunt. My eyes were grinning even if my lips weren't. He turned away and pulled his pants.

"Oh, shit," I sighed. "Are you on some kind of morality trip?"

"If you consider morality to mean that I don't believe in screwing my teenaged niece," he said, "then I guess the answer is yes."

"What does fucking have to do with morality?" I asked. "What the hell does fucking have to do with morals?"

"Jesus," he said, buttoning his pants up tight.

I slink back on the couch, legs parted far enough to give him a perfect shot at my pink pussy, shining among the curls of golden hair. "You didn't answer," I pointed out. "About fucking and morals."

He sighed. "I don't know what kind of life you've been living, Elizabeth," he said, "but you have a hell of a lot to learn about people. Yes," he added, smoothing his shirt, "yes I fucked you. Like an animal fucks another animal. But if you think…"

"I think you needed it as badly as I did," I cut in, "and I think we both got what we wanted. Mmmmmm." My finger slipped into my jismy hole and I let it go deep, wiggling its way up my cuntal tube. "You left your sticky stuff in me," I added, simpering. "I'm full of it."

He picked up his guitar, put it into the case, and fooled with the buckles, his back to me all the time. "You know," I said, "this is turning out to be okay. Really okay. I mean, you do the nice thing for me, taking me in while Daddy's in Arabia, and I can do all kinds of nice things for you, Uncle Bill. I really can." Leaning back, I stretched my legs and giggled. It was still cum-sticky between my thighs, warm juice coating my lips. I rubbed the fluid into myself, sighing as the mini-massage got better and better.

"I taught Daddy how to smoke grass," I added. "And he taught me how to fuck. Do you like to give it up a girl's ass? I can really get off on that, sometimes, you know? Like, if you'd come over here and let me suck your cock again, I bet I could get you hard in a hurry, and maybe we could try it that way, if you like it, I mean. Bet you'd dig it with me. I get all weird when I've got one up my ass. I moan and come all the time and Daddy says it's like trying to catch a greased pig at the county fair, you can grab but you can't really hang on, but that's the fun of it. Hmnnn? Want to try? And maybe in return you could show me how to play guitar. I always wanted to learn, but ever since Daddy and I got started, I just haven't had the time…"

"I can't believe anything I'm hearing," Uncle Bill said. "You talk like a whore! Like one of those cheap sluts who sit in cubicles at massage parlors and take on anyone who comes through the door! And you're just a kid, Elizabeth, almost a child…"

He cupped my firm, red-nipples tits and wiggled them at him. Did children have tits? I asked with the gesture. Tits like these?

"Listen to me," he added. "Maybe things haven't been so great between me and Cheryl lately, but I don't have to go around carrying on with a schoolgirl – with my own niece."

He cleared his throat. "This won't happen any more," he said as if he really meant it.

I made a pouty face at him, but he just turned and went upstairs. I sat on the couch until I heard his bedroom door go shut, and I knew that he was in there now, undressing again, crawling in alongside Aunt Cheryl while she lay in her medicated sleep. She had no idea if he was in bed or not; she didn't care. And Uncle Bill – well, he'd gone white as a sheet when I told him the story of me and Daddy, and I still didn't think he believed anything I'd told him. It was true, and I just wanted him to know the score, to know that he could have me if he wanted, if he needed. I was here; I was available. I kinda dug the brand of fucking he threw onto a girl's body. A second helping of that would set well with me.

"This won't happen any more," I said, mimicking him. I picked up my shirt and panties and strolled up the stairs, naked now. Maybe he'd be peeking out his door as I went by. Nope. I went into my room and stood by the window again. The moon was high in the night sky, surrounded by millions of stars. Lovely night. My body felt good, too, super-good. Diddling would never have left you this contented, Elizabeth, I reminded myself as I lay down. My legs parted, and I found my fingers crawling into my crotch. I giggled as I spread myself and started to play in my sticky puss. My clit was still at attention from the session with Uncle Bill. Little oozes of joy sped through me. My legs quivered and I sighed. I hoped Uncle Bill was still awake down the hall, hoped he could hear me, hoped he could guess what I was doing.

"Aaahhhh," I purred in a sultry, moaning voice, dipping into my hole with two scooping fingers.

An hour ago this would have been enough for me. But even as my fingers did their wiggly, frisky in-out, even as my belly began to undulate and my toes curled and uncurled in delight, I found myself thinking of Uncle Bill's cock ramming like a cannonball up my cunt. Each stroke racked me, rolled me, sent me into many flights of eager-cunted response.

Uncle Bill's was the third cock I had allowed in my pussy. Not long after I started with Daddy, I began to feel a natural curiosity about other men and their sex talents. So I looked around and decided which of the campus Romeos. I would honor with my body. He was young and hard, and he fucked me half the night, but it just wasn't the same. As our bodies ground together, I knew he was only a boy with so much to learn. Let him learn on someone else, I decided, and then come back my way when he'd finished his homework. From then on, no one got into me but my Daddy. I didn't stop my cock-teasing. It was too much fun. I'd go out occasionally, get my date gasping and moaning and stiff as a board, and then I'd go home and crawl into my father's bed and rise his hard, manly cock while we shared our delight and secret knowledge.

Uncle Bill? Well, he wasn't a boy. That was for damned sure. He knew his way around a pussy. I figured him for a good hand at eating, too, and I could hardly wait to see if his tongue was as skilled as Daddy's. Anyway – I'd made up my mind. Uncle Bill and I would be fucking again. Soon. And often. Christ! With a wife turned cold and full of downers, how could he resist? And if he fucked as well all the time as he'd fucked me downstairs on the couch, how could I resist? I squeezed my cunt as the tremors of orgasm began to pass through me, and even amid a shower of sweet joy flooding me, I was thinking ahead, to the next time I'd open my legs and Uncle Bill's hard cock would go thrusting up my tube, anxious to spill its hot seed deep in the pit of my belly. My finger slipped back into me, and it felt good, but oh so much better, I thought, when it was a cock, a real throbbing cock, and not just a skinny girlish finger. I settled onto the pillow, sighing, choking back a sob, and I pulled up the covers and settled easily into a sleep full of sweet cunty dreams. Best kind.

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