Kathy Harris - Horny naughty niece

"Now, honey, you just remember that your uncle and cousin and I all feel the same way about your staying with us for a while… we want you to consider this your home. We all want you to feel comfortable here with us," Aunt Julie told Ivy as Uncle Brock helped the teenaged girl into the guest room with her several suitcases.

"I always feel at home here, Aunt Julie and Uncle Brock," Ivy murmured with a smile as she looked at her aunt and uncle, thinking how nice and loving they both were. Her gaze lingered on Uncle Brock and, for the first time, the youngster realized just what a hunk the man was. Guess I must be growing up, she thought, feeling her little pussy begin to drool. "And it's not like this is the first time I've come here for a visit."

"Oh, we know that, honey," Uncle Brock said, sitting down next to his niece on the edge of the bed and placing his large, warm hand on her knee. "But before, it was always just for a few days at a time. Now, your parents want you to stay here indefinitely, so we want you to think of our home as yours."

For a minute or two, Ivy found that she could not even respond to her uncle's welcoming words. His hand was burning right into her knee and she swallowed hard, trying to control the sensations of incestuous desire which surged through her young cunt. Then, what her uncle was saying penetrated the fog of lust which seemed to surround her and she frowned, her lower lip beginning to tremble.

"Why, Ivy! Whatever is the matter?" Aunt Julie said with concern as she sat down on the other side of her niece and put her hand high up on the teenager's thigh.

"I-I just don't really understand why my own mother and father have sent me away like this! I love you both and I love my parents too, you know that!" Ivy cried. "It's just as if I've been kicked out of my own home!"

Ivy began to cry and Aunt Julie reached out and took the young girl into her loving embrace. As Ivy sobbed against her aunt's chest, she was aware of the older woman's tits against her own. She wondered why she should be thinking about her aunt's tits at a time like that. But she could feel her little pussy throb and she knew that she was as turned on to her aunt as she was to her uncle. She was shocked by that discovery, but excited, too.

"Oh, baby, baby," Julie murmured, patting the young girl on her heaving back. "It's not like that at all."

"No, Ivy, it's not," Uncle Brock put in, moving closer to his niece and wrapping his arms about her so that the three of them were locked in a close, warm embrace. "You know that your mother and father have been having some problems lately in their marriage and they just need some time alone to work things out."

"That's right, dear," Aunt Julie said softly, "they thought it would be too stressful for you to be at home during this e… so much tension, you know… and your uncle and cousin and I will do our best to make you happy week you're with us."

"Oh, I know you will, Aunt Julie!" Ivy said, raising her tear-stained face from the older woman's chest. She felt guilty for breaking down in front of her aunt and uncle.

"We'll leave you alone for a while. You'll probably want to rest," Aunt Julie said, rising.

"Yes, I am a little tired," Ivy murmured.

Julie paused at the door.

"Coming?" she asked, turning to look at her husband who remained on the bed, sitting very close to their niece.

"In a minute. You go ahead," Uncle Brock said.

Aunt Julie closed the door behind her. Uncle Brock turned his attention back to Ivy, still holding her in his strong arms. For a few minutes, he continued to embrace the youngster, not saying a word. He squeezed her several times and let his hand trail up and down her leg which was bare beneath her tight shorts.

Ivy squirmed on the bed, feeling her pussy grow hotter and wetter as her uncle's fingertip stroked her inner thigh.

"I just want you to know that I'll do anything… anything at all, Ivy… to make you happy," Brock said, his voice hoarse.

"I-I know, Uncle Brock. Thank you," Ivy choked, feeling uncomfortable both because of her uncle's behavior and her own excited response to his touch.

"You can thank me by cheering up," Brock said, leaning toward the young girl. And, before she even realized what he had in mind, she felt his mouth on hers. She started to pull away, but a surge of lust overpowered her and she found herself responding eagerly to his hot, wet tongue invading her mouth.

"Mmmm!" she moaned, thrusting her tongue against his. She felt her uncle's hands on her tits, squeezing both of them hard, and she moaned again.

Just when she was hoping that the incestuous kiss and caress would go on and on, Uncle Brock pulled away and stood up from the bed.

A hard bulge in the crotch of his pants.

Uncle Brock saw where the young girl's gaze was directed and he lightly touched his hard-on, chuckling.

"See what you do to your uncle? We'll have to do something about that one day soon," he said with a wink.

Ivy's mouth fell open, but before she could utter one word, her uncle was out the door, leaving her alone to sort out her confused feelings. She fell back onto the bed, feeling overwhelmed by everything that was happening to her. She closed her eyes, hoping that sleep would come.

Just as Ivy was about to drift off to shop, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Come in," she said sleepily.

Steve Canton, Ivy's cousin, entered the room, closing the door behind him.

"Hi ya, Cuz. Welcome!" he said with a grin.

"Hi, Steve!" Ivy cried. "I'm glad to see you. I'd hoped you might have come to the train station with your parents to pick me up."

"I know," Steve said, sitting down on the side of the bed as the young girl scooted over to make room for him. "I wanted to, but I had to go out on my paper route."

"Yeah, Aunt Julie and Uncle Brock told me," Ivy murmured, smiling up at the young, tall teenaged boy.

"You know something?" Steve muttered, his eyes staring up and down the length of Ivy's body. "You're really growing up! I don't know if it's 'cause I haven't seen you in a while or what… but I almost feel as if I've never really seen you until now."

"I know what you mean," Ivy said softly, her own gaze on her cousin shard, lean body. She was thinking that for some reason, she was seeing her aunt, uncle, and cousin as very sexy individuals, and not just as her relatives. She was also discovering that the knowledge that they were her relatives made them appear even more attractive to her sexually.

"Yeah, you've gotten really sexy!" Steve said, reaching out and running the palm of his hand over the front of his cousin's body, his touch on her tit and crotch.

"Oh, Steve!" Ivy cried, with no attempt to stop him. She was surprised by her response. She had never even thought of becoming sexually involved with anyone in her family.

"Why don't we undress?" Steve asked hoarsely, already standing up and beginning to strip.

"Okay!" Ivy said, peeling her clothes off. She lay back down on the bed, proudly revealing her naked body to her cousin's lust-widened eyes.

"Wow! I was right! You really are sexy! I feel really horny just looking at you!" Steve husked.

"So I see," Ivy murmured, her eyes on his huge hard-on. His prick was thick and long and meaty and it made her mouth water and her pussy drool just to look at his cock.

She lay back on the bed and spread her legs wide, moaning as Steve climbed on top of her. She could feel his stiff, rock-hard cock against her body and she trembled.

Steve licked and sucked his cousin's tits while he moved one hand down and stroked her little, wet pussy.

"Ohhhh, Steve, that feels good! I love the way you're touching me!" Ivy groaned. She arched her head back and moaned with pleasure as the young boy moved his moist lips all over her throat and her firm, rounded tits.