John Kellerman - Eager beaver niece

"Goddamn it to hell… you're beautiful. I keep forgetting just how beautiful you really are." Then he shook his head as if trying to awaken from a dream. "Your old man would beat the shit out of me if he knew I was even looking at you."

The thought that flashed through her mind was wild, crazy. But Jeany was drunk and her young, hot body yearned for affection. Some kind of affection. She threw her legs wider and felt the dainty pink folds bloom open.

"Eat me!" she whimpered, digging a finger down along the slippery folds. She pushed the finger up under her uncle's nose. "Ohhhhh Uncle Bill. Please eat my pussy!"

For a moment Jeany didn't know whether Bill was going to spank her or what. The moon was behind him and she couldn't see his expression. But her own naked loins were illuminated and she knew he was staring at her. The blonde curls of her pussy were plastered down with her own hot juices and the inner lining of her deft glistened. She could see her clit thumping like a tiny heart. Her uncle gave a groan of defeat. Then he stepped forward and put his big hands on her knees, opening her even wider. Jeany sank back against the hood with a happy sigh as his wet mouth began to suck on the tender white flesh of one thigh. He was only inches away from her cunt and she squirmed as his tongue lashed out against one lip, caressed the two plump swells and then dove into her seepy pussy.

"Whuuuhhhh," she babbled, twisting, making the metal under her thump as she bent it in.

"Jeany! Damn you. I shouldn't be. Goddamn, you smell like heaven!" His teeth nipped an inner cuntlip and his tongue flicked again, flicked down over the small wound in her cherry. As if he knew the exact spot, Bill pushed the tip of his tongue into the orifice and wiggled it deeper.

He was wallowing his face around now and she reached forward and grabbed his hair. Pulling him against her cunt, she ground herself into a fury of passion. The still night was shattered by her cries as she went up, up and over that final sharp edge of devastating pleasure. Bill's tongue teased the hole in her cherry again, but went back to lap her throbbing clit as her belly heaved and she grunted like an animal in heat.

For a few moments Jeany was unaware of her surroundings. Her uncle was picking her up, carrying her to the car. She was on the floorboard on her knees. Her uncle had taken his uniform pants off and was sitting there with his knees on each side of her face. Then she focused to stare at the thick spike of cockmeat bobbing a few inches away. It was the same cock she'd watched slide deep into the body of the girl with dark braids. And now her uncle wanted her to suck on it until the cum spurted into her throat. With her own passion satisfied, Jeany wasn't so sure she could bear to actually eat her uncle's cum. What would it taste like? And would it make her sick to swallow it into her stomach? She licked her lips and tried to calm her pounding heart.

"Remember our bargain," Bill smiled, petting the sides of her face. But then the radio crackled and a call came through for her uncle. He answered it in numbers Jeany didn't understand and slammed the mike back on the holder. "Looks like you got off the hook," he said shaking his head. While Uncle Bill dressed again, Jeany leaned her head out into the cool night air. Suddenly she didn't feel so hot. She didn't feel worth a damn. And before her uncle could get the patrol car turned around, she lurched out the door and leaned against a pine tree as the beer and whiskey spouted from her throat.

Lynn wasn't disappointed at all when she came to work Monday and found that her uncle's secretary was taking sick leave. Though it meant she'd have to shoulder some of Gloria's work load, it also meant she would have her uncle's undivided attention. Uncle Chad seemed in a good mood, too. Lynn couldn't help but wander if he'd fucked Gloria over the weekend. Maybe he'd worn her out completely and the poor girl had taken lean to recuperate from her boss' persistent lust. It made Lynn tingle to think such stuff.

Before she took off for lunch, Chad told her that they'd be going to show a house to some clients that afternoon and asked if she would mind working an hour late that day. Of course she wouldn't mind. And before she returned to the office, she changed clothes. Nobody had to know she was only her uncle's summer help.

As she pulled on a fresh, spring dress, Lynn thought of what her cousin Rick had done to her in the kitchen on Friday. She didn't like to dredge the memory up because it never failed to annoy her and excite her, too. Yes, she was a little hung up on him. Hung up was the perfect word. She knew that they could never bring their little romance out into the light of day. The people she knew would really put them down not to mention all their relatives. First cousins just didn't get that intimate. They kissed and that was it. Rick had a lot more in mind than just kissing. He'd done all sorts of wicked things to her and probably had more in mind. She was beginning to think he was a little perverted. How could a guy Rick's age think up so many sinful tricks to play on an unsuspecting cousin?

She couldn't seem to get those sexy thoughts out of her mind since she'd discovered what Chad had been doing with Gloria. Though he was her uncle, she hoped secretly that he thought of her as attractive and desirable. Not that he had to prove it.

The appointment with the clients went well. They liked the house she and Chad showed them and all that remained was for them to come in later that week to sign the papers. With that behind them, Chad suggested that they drive out a little farther to look at some property he was considering buying. They'd have supper later and Chad would call Lynn's parents to assure them all was well. Lynn knew that her father wouldn't be too happy except for the fact that it was his brother who was watching over her.

The old house that Chad wanted to look at was at the end of a dirt road. It had been empty for years and though it wasn't in very good shape, he insisted that it could be restored when he saw it. They went in and walked around the dusty, gloomy littered rooms. While Chad was checking something in the kitchen, Lynn wandered upstairs. It seemed as though some kids had been using the place for partying. She could almost imagine what kind of partying went on there. One bedroom was littered with empty beer bottles and the nubs of burned out candles. She went to another room and found a rumpled blanket on the floor. She could imagine the scenes that took place. She could imagine some girl getting fucked by candle light. It made the crotch of her panties go damp. She took a deep breath and hurried back downstairs.

"This place would really go fast if we fixed it up," Chad said. He was examining some plumbing and turned as they entered the kitchen. "Hey, you look flushed. You okay?"

"It's kind of hot upstairs," she laughed. "You'd better put in air conditioning too."

"I want to walk around the property," he told her.

"There's a meadow out back! I think."

Still trembling from the play of her imagination, Lynn went with her uncle. They craned an overgrown lawn and through a stand of trees. The meadow was hidden from any view of the house. It seemed far away from everything. Lynn took off her sandals and skipped trough the flowered grass.

She knew Chad was watching her. But she couldn't help but act sexy. She wanted him to notice how she was growing up. She was sure he approved of her work lately. Now she wanted him to realize that she was maturing in other ways, too. She felt competitive. If Gloria could make a good-looking man like Chad want her, couldn't she try it, too? Even if he was kin. All she wanted was a little acknowledgment. At least that's what she thought she wanted. When it got down to that part of her mind things were too blurred to really understand completely.