Kathy Harris: Sucking hot family

Roxie laughed, delighted by her uncle's reaction. Why, the hayseed is really turned on by me! she thought excitedly. Look at that hard-on he's got! I can see it getting bigger and harder by the second! And if he really were so shocked, he'd have jumped up and left the room by now. But he's sitting there as if he has no intention of leaving, and he keeps staring at my tits! God, the way he's looking at me… my pussy's getting so wet. What a turn-on!

"Why should I put my top back on? Don't you like looking at my tits? Aren't you a normal man?" she taunted. And now she scooped both of her heavy tits up in her hands and lifted them, as if offering them to the man.

"Of course it's normal!" Uncle Art responded angrily. "But, my God, it's just not right!"

"Why not?" Roxie asked saucily, moving closer to him.

"It's just… I don't know… I just…"

"You never answered my question, Uncle Art," Roxie said smoothly, thoroughly enjoying herself and the little cock-teasing game she was playing. It was the first time since hitting her uncle's place that she hadn't felt bored or frustrated.

"What-what question?" Uncle Art asked, again trying to look away from the mesmerizing sight of his niece's naked tits and again not succeeding.

"Do you like my tits?" Roxie asked softly. "God, yes, of course, I like your tits! I love them! They're gorgeous!" Uncle Art said, his voice thick with lust.

Roxie laughed again, this time in triumph.

"Yeah, I can tell. Would you like to touch them?" she asked, feeling her little pussy growing hotter and wetter with each passing second.

"God, Roxie!" Art said, clenching his hands in his lap as if afraid of they would do if he opened them.

"Don't be such a wimp," Roxie murmured as she reached down and grabbed one of her uncle's hands and placed it firmly on her right tit. With her hand covering his, she moved it all over her tit, being sure to keep her nipple centered in the middle of his moving palm.

"Mmmmm, feels good," she cooed. "Don't you like touching my tit, Uncle Art?"

"Jesus Christ, Roxie!" the man cried.

Roxie laughed triumphantly again. She knew how her uncle felt about swearing, so she knew that he had to be super turned on now.

"Tell me if you like what you're doing, Uncle Art," Roxie said, savoring the sense of sexual power she felt she had over her uncle. She continued to move his hand all over her tit and she noticed that the man was now making little moaning sounds and that his cock was still swelling within the confines of his overalls. "Tell me that you like this or I'll stop right now. I'll take your hand off and…"

"No, don't stop! I love touching your tit, Roxie," Art groaned and, to the teenager's delight, he reached up with his other hand and gripped her left tit, kneading the firm tit flesh and pinching her nipple.

"Oh, good! But I think that's enough for now, Uncle Art," the girl said, moving back from him, her tits slipping out of his grasping hands.

"No, Roxie!" Uncle Art protested, reaching out as if to grip her tits again.

But she shook her head and continued to move back from him. "Naughty, naughty! Mustn't touch. You said yourself it was wrong."

"But, Roxie, it felt so good touching your tits! I was wrong! It's okay! Please, honey, let me touch them again!" Uncle Art gasped.

Roxie grinned, thrilling to the begging note in his thickened voice. "Not right now, Uncle Art. When you came in here, you asked me if there's anything you can do to make me happier," Roxie said, enjoying the way the man was still gazing hungrily at her tits.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, right, anything…" he murmured, licking his lips excitedly.

"Good! 'Cause it would make me very happy right now if you would just sit there and watch me while I undress," Roxie said, feeling her pussy tingling.

"What? You must be crazy!" Uncle Art said, shocked by the girl's suggestion.

"Oh, really? Well, you sure don't want to stay here with a crazy girl, do you? So I guess you'd just better go and I'll get dressed. And I'll make sure that you never touch me again," Roxie said, her eyes narrowing in anger.

"God, Roxie, what you're doing to me… I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that. You're not crazy. I like your idea, really I do. Sure, you go ahead and take all your clothes off and I'll sit right here and watch you. Will that make you happy, honey?"

"Yeah, it will, as long as you promise me that you'll just sit there and watch. You mustn't touch me, or even try to. If you do, I'll make you leave," Roxie said firmly.

"Okay, okay, anything. Just go ahead and undress. I promise that I won't try to touch you," Uncle Art said, obviously disappointed.

"Well…" Roxie said slowly, as if thinking it over. "Maybe if you're very, very good, I just might let you touch me… would you like that?"

"Yes, Roxie, oh yes! Please let me touch you!" Uncle Art begged, his cock hardening more at the thrilling thought of totting his sexy niece's naked body.

"Maybe I will. And maybe I won't. I haven't decided yet. But you can't touch me unless I tell you to… understand?"

"Yes, yes, I understand," Uncle Art said, nodding vigorously, his eyes still on her naked tits.

Roxie kicked her sandals off. She grinned at her uncle, who was licking his lips and beginning to stoke his aching hard-on through his overalls. The young girl stared right at him as she slipped her shorts off. She was glad that on this particular day she was wearing panties. She wanted to prolong her uncle's sexual excitement, and she could tease him all the longer now that she was wearing panties.

"Take… them… off," he panted, moving his gaze down to her panty-clad crotch.

"Not yet… and don't start giving me orders," Roxie said sternly.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry, honey," Uncle Art murmured.

Uncle Art unbuttoned the fly of his trousers and hauled out his big cock. It was rock hard, making Roxie's mouth water with desire as she stared at it. He slowly began to jerk himself off as he continued to stare at his niece.

"You're so beautiful, Roxie, and so young and sexy," he rasped. "And you're turning your uncle on sooo much!"

Roxie's eyes widened as she stared at the man's huge prick, which he was stroking. She began to prance back and forth before him, shaking her ass and stroking her tits, seeing that her uncle was really turning on to her erotic actions.

"I love your cock, Uncle Art! It's so big and hard!" the girl cried, feeling her little pussy drooling with more and more juice.

"Pleeeease, Roxie, don't tease me like this… please take your panties off now."

Roxie laughed delightedly. "You want to see my little pussy – is that it? Tell me, Uncle Art, do you want to see your niece's pussy?"

"Oh, God, yes, that's what I want! It's what I need! For God's sake, Roxie! Let me see your pussy now!"

"Well… I don't know, Uncle Art. I mean, what if we get caught or something?" Roxie asked, wanting to prolong her uncle's torment.

"God, Roxie! Kip and Beth are out in the pond," the man said, leaning forward in his chair as if about to spring out of it and rape the young girl.

"Fine. But what about Aunt Pat?" Roxie asked.

"She's in the kitchen. She's doing her baking today… it'll keep her busy for hours yet. Pleeease take your panties off!"

Roxie faced her uncle, eager to expose her naked pussy to his horny gaze. Then she slowly and seductively slipped her panties down until they fell around her ankles. She stepped out of them and kicked them to the side.

"God, Roxie! Your… pussy… it's gorgeous!" Uncle Art gasped.

His hand pumped urgently along the length of his stiff prick with a steady beat, turning his me on all the more.

She stood proudly before her uncle, completely naked now. She struck a seductive pose with her hands on her slender hips and her big tits thrust forward. She parted her legs widely, relishing the way Uncle Art was devouring her cunt with his eyes.