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Though my experience with Kelly in the barn probably only lasted for 10 minutes or so — necessitated by the very real possibility of getting caught in flagrante delicto by my niece Caroline — Kelly’s blowjob has certainly been masturbatory material ever since. ____________________ Kelly and I continued to hit the pipe for a few minutes, as we stood in a haze of smoke and post-sexual euphoria. As she put the pipe to her lips, I winked at her suggestively, causing her to blush. Exhaling slowly, she said in her breath, “You’re ba-a-a-ad …” Yet she was equally implicated in our naughtiness — flush from our sexual encounter, from my dick pumping in and out of her mouth, and now blushing on top of it — her alabaster skin, so smooth and unspoiled, belying the fact that I had just fucked her not-so-innocent little face and unloaded in her mouth. Her lips shiny, swollen and pouty, with the taste of my cock and cum still on her breath. Her breasts heaving and round beneath her t-shirt, and her nipples poking out decidedly. I just had to reach out and pinch one. Kelly playfully slapped my hand away. “Here, take this!” she said, and handed me the pipe. I know it sounds cliché … but I couldn’t take my eyes off her. She was absolutely glowing. My mind reeled with the simultaneous satisfaction and disbelief of having just been sucked off by this 18-year-old friend of my niece, who stood before me with cum on her shirt and her young pussy seeping through her pajama bottoms. Even through the cloud of pot smoke we were creating, I swear I could smell the sweet aroma of her girlish sex. I could feel my dick twitching and pulsing in my jeans, but I knew we wouldn’t be going for another round in the immediate future. Looking down at her little mound with the wet fabric plastered over it, I couldn’t help but blurt out, “Damn, I want that pussy!” Kelly blushed a deeper shade of rosy pink. “I’ve already told you there’ll be plenty of time for that,” she said. “Now, you need to be a good boy.” “Aww … but I thought we just established that I’m ‘ba-a-a-ad?’” I teased. “You are bad!” she scolded playfully. “Well, at least let me see it,” I ventured. My pot-induced horniness taking over and speaking for me. “Hmmm … well … uhm, no …” she considered “… I think I’ll make you wait for it.” (Torture. Pure torture). “Now who’s being bad?” I frowned. “Like I said,” Kelly started, as she took the pipe from my hand, “we’re gonna’ have to work on you being a good boy … You be a good boy, now, and we’ll just see what happens when we pass back through on our way home.” Just then, I heard the squeaking of the hinge on the screen door of the cabin, and its distinctive smacking sound as it bounced shut. Caroline was coming out to find us. “Oh shit,” I said. Scrambling. “Don’t worry about it,” Kelly said. “We both smoke pot all the time.” “I know, but …” “But nothing,” said Kelly. And in a matter of seconds Caroline appeared at the door. “Mmmm-HMMMmm …” Caroline purveyed, as she was affronted by the cloud of smoke. “I knew[/i ]y’all had to be up to something out here! … The cabin got so quiet!” … “And what, pray tell, are you doing, Uncle Scott? — corrupting Kelly?” (Damn. If she only knew). I stammered. I couldn’t form words. Talk about being busted! … But thank god I was only figuratively being caught with my pants down! Kelly interceded by simply handing the pipe toward Caroline. “Here. Smoke this and shut the fuck up,” she said jokingly. Caroline laughed. “I always suspected …” and she left off at that, taking the lighter and nonchalantly firing up. She took a big hit and coughed. “Damn, that’s some good weed, Uncle!” she barked out through the smoke. “Mountain-grown …” I shrugged. And that was pretty much the end of needing to conceal my secret from either of them. “You could have at least come and got me so I could join you!” Caroline admonished Kelly. “Oh, I thought about it …” Kelly said, shooting a devilish glance at me “… but it was all just so … spontaneous,” she added. My heart was thumping hard in my chest. “Okay … well for future reference, Uncle, you need to invite me in on your future sessions!” Caroline advised. “Well I guess so!” I admitted. Kelly was grinning ear to ear. ____________________ The next day, the girls departed on their merry way mid-morning. I was still a mess from the previous night, left to linger in my insatiable horniness from the continuous replay of the night’s events. I had a certain amount of nervous energy from it all, and for some reason … did I feel guilty? (Almost like I had been busted by my niece). It was weird. But somehow I got through it. Albeit with a semi-hard cock all day long. Around 3 o’clock that afternoon I received a text message from a number new to me. The message popped-up: “How do you like it?” — (and it included an image attachment). To my delight, it was Kelly, taking a self-pic with her cell phone in front of what was obviously their hotel bathroom mirror. She was wearing a black bikini with spaghetti straps and a skimpy bottom that tied on both sides. She was standing rather matter-of-factly with a purposeful look of simply taking a pic in the mirror — nothing too provocative — except that she just looked exceedingly hot, with my mind’s eye immediately ripping that bikini right off her. The contrast of her white skin and that black bikini: so hot … alluding to her nakedness behind three small triangles of swimsuit. I texted back immediately. “I like it! … I’d like it even better if it were falling off you!” Seconds later I received her reply. “Maybe … Maybe …” (Such a tease). … “But right now we’re headed to the beach while there’s still some sun.” And that was that. Naturally, I had to jerk off right then and there. (As if my springing boner would give me any other choice). So I went to my bathroom with cell phone in hand, to stand in front of my mirror and beat my meat to the image of the nearly naked Kelly who had sucked my dick so exquisitely the night before. Again, by all standards, her texted pic was fairly unexceptional. Just another college girl in a bikini, taking a self-pic in front of a mirror, like so many others chewing up bandwidth on the internet. But something about her sending it expressly to me made it all different. Not to mention the fact that I had just pumped her barely legal mouth full of my cum less than 24 hours before. My mind began entertaining the fantasy of untying those bikini bottoms and letting them fall to her ankles for me to have my way with her young pussy. Her little mound filled out the crotch so nicely, and I could just make out the slightest hint of her little slit. She had broken the ice with this pic, and I fully anticipated, or very much hoped, that she would be texting me more when she returned from the beach. I imagined bending her over, right in front of that mirror, and fucking her pale white ass hard from behind. And how I would love to take a picture of that! And then it dawned on me that perhaps I should take some pics of myself, since, there I was, in front of my own mirror, half naked, wanking my dick, with camera phone in hand. It didn’t take long at all for me to stroke my cock to a nice red raging boner, glistening with precum and ready to be shoved into Kelly’s tight little cunt. Or so I imagined. I was really getting off on the idea of it all, and in just a few clicks I was soon blowing my load into the sink. And boy did I ever need that release! Afterwards, I was finally able to go on with the remainder of the afternoon, working in the woodshop … (with cell phone nearby, I assure you). ____________________ A couple of hours later, as the sun was beginning to wane, sure enough, my phone dinged with a new text message. “We’re ba-a-ack!” the message read — and again, there was an attached image. I quickly opened the full message to see what Kelly had sent me. Again, she was back in the hotel bathroom, standing in front of the mirror. Only this time with wet hair and her bikini absolutely plastered to her body. She was standing with her feet shoulders’-width apart, and she was suggestively forming a “V” with her fingers to frame the triangle of her bikini-clad pussy. Her chin was cocked down, and she was staring seductively into the mirror directly into the camera lens with her tongue sticking out. “You are such a TEASE!” I texted back. My dick springing back to horny life. A minute later, I received her reply. “Well, how about this one??” … And, upon opening the image, I saw that she had shed her bikini top, though she was hiding her breasts behind one forearm hugging across them. God, she was gorgeous! That white skin of hers! … Her smooth belly and her little mound pushing against her bikini bottoms, her bare shoulders, and her whole body shining with wetness. I was going to fuck the shit out of this little girl the next time I saw her! There was no doubt about it. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me!” I replied. *{Ding}* … “Why don’t you show me??” came Kelly’s reply. And I could have immediately pulled up a pic from my phone’s gallery of me cumming in the mirror; but I thought I’d just tease her a little bit too. So I took off my shirt, right there in the woodshop, and snapped a pic of myself with my arm extended above my head. I sent it with the message: “Well … I don’t know …” In a few seconds she replied: “WHO’s being a TEASE??” “I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours,” I retorted. And then there was a lengthy pause. I waited with eager excitement to see what she was going to send me. And then finally … “What do you think of this one?” came the message. Much to my shock, when I opened the message, the image was completely different. It was taken from the main area of the girls’ hotel room, from the perspective [apparently] of Kelly sitting on one of the beds and shooting toward the corner of the room near the window … where Caroline — yes Caroline(!) — was bent over in profile, topless, and taking off her own bikini bottoms, standing on one leg, as she slipped them off one raised foot! I was agog. There’s no other word for it. How could I respond?? … I couldn’t respond!! … I was paralyzed. And mesmerized. I felt myself flushing red. (Not what I was expecting — at all)! I had the distinct feeling of seeing something I shouldn’t be seeing. Which … goddammit! … made it all that much more exciting. Caroline: naked and undressing. Caught unaware. Her little blonde titties poking toward the floor in her bent-over posture, her back bowed in an arch … her ribs, her waist, her hipbones, and the curve of her nice round 18-year-old butt, all exposed! I didn’t know what to do. And then. *{Ding}* — another text. [No message this time]. Just Caroline. Obviously having just caught on that Kelly was snapping a picture of her, as she had one arm outstretched toward the camera, as if to halt the photo with her hand, with what can only be described as an “Omigod” look on her face. She was turned front-wise toward the camera this time, and, by her expression and gesture, I could tell that she hardly knew what part of her body she should try to cover up. She had only managed to clasp one hand over a single tit. And there, before my bugged-out eyes, was my sweet young niece’s womanhood nakedly exposed. To my further astonishment, her little pussy was not shaven bare (as seems to be the rule these days) — but rather, my niece had opted to keep a nicely trimmed little blonde bush, which was highlighted ever-more-provocatively by the tan line of her bikini bottom. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! No more than I could control my cock twitching and surging in my pants. Caroline’s pussy was just fucking perfect. A perfect little young blonde pussy riding in a hot little triangle between her taut and tanned inner thighs. I guess you’d call her coiff more of a “muff” than a “bush” really. But suffice it to say, she had enough grass growing on her playground that there was no doubt about her being a natural blonde. The whiteness of her tan line made her pussy look all the more blatantly exposed; and as my eyes were drawn right to the center of her crotch, I saw the little nub-like protrusion between her legs that could only be the silhouette of her inner lips peeking out from her slit. I thought my heart was going to beat out of my chest. What the fuck?!! — This had certainly taken a turn I never expected. There must have been a considerable pause, likely caused by a skirmish between two girls in a hotel room; but I hardly noticed, because I was seriously paralyzed by the image on my phone. I never dreamt I would see my niece naked like that — (even though I’ll admit I’ve had some pretty perverted fantasies to that extent). And now that I was actually seeing her naked young body, sent to me out of the blue by her fucking naughty little friend, I felt like I shouldn’t be looking. But then, how could I not look?!! In time, another text came dinging into my phone, startling me back to reality. “So-O-oo?? …” it simply read. “SO-O-OO??!!!” I texted back, wishing, like I have so many times in texting, that my tone could be conveyed as I heard it in my head. “So, what do you think? -lol-” came Kelly’s reply. I was beside myself, if not a little angry. Kelly was manipulating me into something, and I didn’t feel at all comfortable with it. I fired back: “What the fuck am I supposed to think?!!” There was a little bit of a pause, and then, “I don’t know …” Kelly texted “… I was thinking maybe I needed a good spanking.” (And with this text, she sent yet another image). [Sonofabitch]: It was Kelly — back in the hotel bathroom — looking devilishly over her shoulder, with her ass bent over toward the mirror, her bikini bottoms pulled down, and one hand grasping a handful of her smooth round butt. She was grasping it (just so) for her ass cheek to be slightly spread; and I could just glimpse her little butthole and the shadowed silhouette of her pussy bulging between her legs. Enough was enough. “I am going to FUCK you!” I shot back. There was another brief pause, and then *{ding}* … “I’m counting on it. ;)” This time: there stood Kelly — completely naked, and facing the mirror. Her gaze was such that I could tell she was looking intently at the screen on her camera to check out her own composition in the frame. Even in the midst of this mind-boggling experience, I couldn’t help but lust over her beautiful body. Her beautiful, young, 18-year-old, smooth, pale body. Her taut little titties, C-cups to be sure, white as freakin’ snow, with almost invisibly pink nipples — suckable, tiny little pink nipples, standing erect as could be, protruding from her lovely round tits — her puffy pink areolas, the perfect size (like one-dollar pieces used to be back in the day) capping her beautiful young breasts. Her whole body was simply magnificent. Pale and white. Thin, but not too thin. And curvy in all the right places. Her smooth belly was so cute; I just wanted to kiss her bellybutton. And her pussy. Oh yes, her pussy! Unlike Caroline, Kelly had in fact shaved her pussy completely bald. Between her legs she had the smoothest, palest, most perfect little pussy mound I think I’ve ever seen. She clearly had one tight little cunt, evidenced by the hottest fucking camel toe bulging between her legs, smooth as a baby’s bottom, and defined by the little slit running right up her center. If only I could have been right there, right then. I would have set her naughty little ass up on that hotel sink and licked her pussy until she probably peed! Standing in my woodshop, I soon had my belt undone and my zipper down with one hand, and was taking my cock out of my underwear to stroke it. I was a mix of emotions, but above all I was horny as fucking hell. “Horny” hardly even describes it. *{Ding}* … “So are you gonna’ show me that big, beautiful cock I sucked off last night, or what???” came Kelly’s message. Her words sent electricity through my spine. And indeed my thick cock, pulsing in my hand, was ready to play! I switched to my camera and snapped a pic of it. I sent it to Kelly immediately. No text included. Just my throbbing pink cock in my hand, the head of it swelling and flaring. “Oh hell yes!” came Kelly’s reply. “That’s what I’m talkin’ about!” … (And then a minute later): “I wish you were here to shoot your cum all over me!” I had to let go of my cock to keep from cumming in fact. My thick rod bounced and throbbed below me. I felt it surging. I cradled it softly in my hand to feel the weight of it. A long drooling strand of precum emerged from my flaring hole and began its slow-motion drip toward the floor. Back to my camera, I held it out at arm’s length and took a close-up pic of my ready dick. [Send]. Kelly’s reply did not come immediately; and I only hoped that she was taking another picture of herself. I was not to be disappointed. “Look here, you dirty uncle ;)” was all she texted with the next pic from her phone. The image she sent me was nothing short of heaven. She had climbed onto the sink in the hotel bathroom and was sitting with her feet on either side of the basin — her ass no doubt teetering on the edge of the vanity, as she too took a close-up pic of her own sexual apparatus in the reflection of the mirror. The bottom edge of her phone was in the foreground of the reflection with her pinky curled around it, and with her other hand she was spreading her teenage pussy open with two slender fingers running between her lips. Spreading her inner labia to each side, she exposed the pinkest, wettest little fuck hole (again, I think I have ever seen). Her bare naked pussy and the whiteness of her skin surrounding her smooth young vagina was absolutely shining, making the pink of her peeled back pussy lips look that much pinker. And the girl was clearly worked up! — for her hot, pink, 18-year-old little cunt was so slick with her juices that it shone on her fingers. She had one tight little hole too, I could tell. Her close-up pic showed it all. And while she clearly had a tight little vagina, I knew too that, with as wet as she was, my thick cock would nevertheless slide satisfyingly right into her gripping fuck tunnel. A pink, wet, velvety sheath to pump my raging hard cock in and out of. I texted back. “You naughty, naughty, fucking little girl! – I’m gonna’ fuck the ever-lovin’ shit outta’ you!” *{Ding}* … “Like I said, I’m counting on it! ;)” Kelly replied. … and after a brief pause came the message: “Would you fuck Caroline too?? :D” ____________________ Damn, this girl was bad! How was I supposed to answer that?!! … There was only one way to answer: “What kind of fucking question is THAT?!” I texted. “Why — it’s a ‘fucking’ question, of course! –lol-” shot back Kelly. “Don’t you think she’s hot?” I have to admit, though Kelly was venturing into taboo territory … (or maybe especially because she was trying to draw me out on such an unspeakable topic) … I was wound up as hell, and she was only making me hornier with such talk. Though I was feigning incredulity, I was pumping my cock even harder, thinking about the whole scenario. I scrolled back up through my text messages to take a second look at the pics of my niece. The second pic of Caroline, with her hand outstretched in a futile attempt stop the camera, was simply astounding. In a way, it was as though she was trying to stop me from looking at her! But to no avail. I could see her in all her glory, and there was nothing she could do about it. Meanwhile, Kelly dinged me with another text. “Well … ???” “Well, what?!!” I texted. “She’s hot and you know it!” Kelly chimed back. “I bet you WOULD fuck her hot little blonde pussy, niece or not!” … “Hell, I’d fuck her!!!” she concluded. Now, this struck me as funny. “And just how would you propose to do such a thing?” I replied. I was still stroking my cock, enjoying our naughty exchange. “Well, I would of course like to have a nice big cock like yours to fuck her with, so I could feel what it was like,” Kelly stated matter-of-factly, “but since I don’t, I guess I’d just have do her with a big black strap-on!” (Intriguing). “Why ‘black?’” I had to ask. There was a considerable pause again. (Damn. And just when I thought we were rolling with our texting). I took the opportunity to return to Kelly’s pic of her wet, wet pussy spread open on the sink. God, did I want to shove my dick in her! I was stroking it good, thinking of doing just that, when Kelly’s reply came through: … “Because that’s the only color I’ve got! ;)” she texted. (And again, there was a new pic accompanying her message): Again, in front of the bathroom mirror, stood Kelly — still naked and glowing — standing to face the mirror once again with a full frontal shot of her naked young body. Her dark hair drying in ringlets and looking wild with its natural curl. Only this time she had a prop! … A big black strap-on dildo hanging from her hips, and strapped around her inner thighs — the black straps framing her bald little cunt in sharp contrast to her pale white skin and squeezing her girlish camel toe into a very suggestive gash between her legs. She had her hips thrust forward and was holding the thick black cock in her hand as if it were truly her own, wagging it in front of her, squeezing one of her pink puffy tits up in her other hand, with her chin cocked down, as she licked her tongue out toward her swelling nipple. “OMG, that’s so fucking hot!” I texted her immediately. And then I thought about it for a second … “So what are you doing with that thing, anyway?!l” Kelly replied right away. “I’ve wanted one since I was like 14! –lol- … I only just recently turned old enough to buy one ;) … And wouldn’t you just like to KNOW what I’m going to do with it!!” Frankly, I was so fucking turned on at that point, that I didn’t care what she did with it. She could have fucked me with it for all I cared; but I didn’t dare suggest it, for this little girl had pretty much proven that she would do anything and everything — devil may care. And I’ll be damned if she wasn’t a tenacious little slut, pursuant to a point: “You still haven’t answered my question,” Kelly texted again. “Would you fuck her???” — “Why is this so important to you?” I replied, hoping to evade the question by continuing to distract her with my own questions. “I think you’re only dancing around the question, because you WOULD fuck her,” Kelly surmised. “You WOULD fuck your own niece. You’re just too chicken shit to admit it!” Of course, she was right. After the pictures she had sent me, and after having seen Caroline’s trim blonde pussy and the hint of her little pussy lips peeking out, her conical little B-cup titties, her petite frame, and the very expression on her face. After having returned to those pics during our chat and jerked my throbbing cock until it was purple and dripping with precum, coating the backs of my fingers, I would not have hesitated to stretch my niece’s young pussy around the girth of my cock. I would lay her on her back, spread her legs wide open, and shove my cock right in her furry little snatch! “And what if I said I would fuck her?” I prompted Kelly. “What would you think of that??” Her answer was immediate. “I think that would be so fucking hot.” And then she added … “But only if I could watch.” I really didn’t know how to respond. How many times during all of this had she left me speechless? “I had no idea you were such a naughty girl,” was all I could come up with to respond. — “Well, I hope to give you an even greater idea. ;)” replied Kelly. “In the meantime, I’ll leave you with this …” There was another brief pause, and then simply another message to appear on my phone with only a pic. I don’t know how she managed to snap the picture without dropping her camera phone, holding it as she was in the one hand that was assisting the other in spreading her bent-over ass as wide open as she could spread it, her butt pointed directly at the mirror. She was bent over fully, and the black dong of her strap-on was hanging down between her legs. The straps still framed her pussy from behind, much like a pair of crotchless panties, only now Kelly had both of her hot holes spread open for my view. Even though she was a standing away from the mirror, I could still see how wet, pink, and shiny her gaping little pussy was. And her butthole was just as pink! Something about her spreading that pink little butthole so hotly open! — like an invitation. I knew then that I was going to tongue this little girl’s shitter like crazy and slurp on her juicy pussy from behind, when she and Caroline rolled back through on their return trip. I was going to eat her teen ass, and eat it good! I was going to get so raunchy with this little slut, I hoped to downright embarrass her from the kink I was going to lay on her young ass. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her! — to drop down on my knees behind her and spread her pale white ass wide open with both my hands, to tongue-fuck her pink asshole until she was squirming on my face and her pussy was gushing with juice. I texted quickly: “You are asking for it, little girl!” — “No. I’m begging for it ;)” came Kelly’s simple reply. “But I’ve got to go now! Caroline wants the bathroom.” “Aww …” I texted back “… just when we were starting to have fun :’(” — “Don’t worry, dirty uncle … There’ll be plenty more to cum! ;)” Kelly flirted back. “Besides, I think I’ve given you plenty to jerk your big hard cock to! … And have fun strokin’ it to Caroline while you’re at it! –lol- … I know you will.” And that was that. ____________________ Well, Kelly was right. I did have to return to the two pics of Caroline to stroke my aching cock — even though those pics weren’t nearly as explicit as the series Kelly sent me of herself. It’s not every day that an uncle has naked pics of his 18-year-old niece to beat his meat to. My pants were around my ankles, as I stood in my woodshop, pumping my cock back and forth. I saved all the photos to my download gallery so I could scroll through them with greater ease. … (and then of course there was the ‘zoom’ feature that allowed me to tap the screen for a closer look at all of them)! … Wow. Zooming in on the frontal pic of Caroline, her little pelvis filled my screen. Her tan line especially was such a fucking turn on. (Something about a tan line) … it just draws greater attention to the fact that you are seeing something that usually remains covered, something that is seen only by the lucky few. It heightens nakedness by alluding to the panties or bikini bottoms that were once there. A ghost image, the mystery unveiled — and glowing white! The true color of a girl’s skin, pure and innocent looking. I wasn’t going to last long with the image of my niece’s pussy before my eyes. And I didn’t need or want to. My cock knob was as purple as a bruise from the abuse I had inflicted upon it. I had held back; but I wasn’t going to hold back much longer. I was oozing so much precum that my dick was slick with my own juice, and it was splattering on the back of my hand with each outward stroke. My balls were so tight with the huge load I was going to shoot, it almost hurt. Caroline’s trimmed little muff was just so exciting to me. I felt like the biggest perv on earth, but at the same time I didn’t care. Her soft pubic hair was slightly darker than the blonde hair of her head. (Dirty blonde, if you will). And I found myself entertaining the idea of her being a “dirty blonde,” thrusting her hips forward and spreading her pussy wide for me to see. The little nub of her inner lips, sealed together and poking down from her triangular muff of blonde hair, just made me want to finger her open and feel her wetness. That was it. Flirting with those images and the fantasy of parting my niece’s juicy little lips with my finger was all I could take. With one more pump of my cock, my cum shot forth like a fucking geyser — one giant, splattering mess of hot white cum. If it weren’t for the wall behind my workbench, I’m sure I would have shot my wad 6 or 7 feet. It made my whole body shudder. I went up on my tiptoes. I busted my nut all over my workbench. Three huge blasts of spewing cum, my cock convulsing and surging, I choked the fuck out of my cock and jerked it hard to the pulsing rhythm of my orgasm. I didn’t care where it went. I left a trail of cum from the wall, to the top of the bench, across some of my work, to the edge of the bench and onto the floor between my feet. I slowed, squeezing, right at the purple rim of my swollen cock knob, and milked the final waning drops of cum out of my throbbing dick. It dripped at my feet and into my underwear around my ankles. I was kind of sorry it was all over. The build-up is always so enjoyable. The tingling sensation all the way up the back of my neck. My cock on the verge of erupting. It feels so good. It was dark outside however. And it was time to go inside. I didn’t have anything close at hand to clean myself up; so, as I sometimes do after a particularly horny jerk off session, I simply licked the back of my hand and fingers to clean up the cum that had roped out of my dick. I pulled my underwear and jeans back up and closed up shop, turning off the light and locking the door behind me. ____________________ Back in the cabin, I immediately changed into a fresh pair of lounge pants — free-ballin’ it as it were, to allow my dick to relax and recover unconstrained. I scrounged up something quick to eat for dinner, and set to the task of transferring all the pics Kelly had sent me from my phone to my computer via. Bluetooth. Now, it was one thing to view those pics in the palm of my hand on my smartphone; but viewing them on the larger screen of my laptop presented a whole ‘nother dimension. I could tell I was going to be distracted by them for … (well) … probably the rest of my life! The pic of Kelly spreading her ass was particularly entrancing. And I was happy she had a quality phone. I couldn’t help but touch myself through the unbuttoned fly of my lounge pants between bites of my dinner — though it was clearly going to take some time for my penis to recover before I could stroke it off again. Kelly’s little asshole and pussy were so pink, I just couldn’t wait to fuck that naughty girl! I could well-imagine how tight her little holes would be, and with as wet as her shiny smooth pussy was, I knew that it was going to feel great when I finally shoved my thick cock into her little 18-year-old cunt. The pics of Caroline held their own interest. And the pic of her stripping out of her bikini in the corner of the hotel room, caught completely unaware, held special excitement on the larger screen. Her titties were like two little cones poking down, and they were tiny. If she was a B-cup, she was barely a B-cup, and her puffy, pointy little nipples just begged to be sucked. I’ve always loved the pinkness of natural blonde titties anyway; and to see my very own niece’s young tits poking down so naturally and candidly, I indeed felt that familiar tingle in my spine and in my cock. With another click of my iPhoto program, I viewed the two girls side by side. I chose the full frontal views of both of them to compare. Kelly, standing matter-of-factly in front of the bathroom mirror to snap a pic of her smooth naked body; and Caroline, with her halting gesture and her furry little muff between her legs. The contrast of Kelly’s white, white body, her dark hair, and her bald pussy next to Caroline’s tan line and her trimmed little snatch sent shivers right through me. I pictured them grinding their pussies together and how great it would be to watch. And I still couldn’t let go of the fantasy of Caroline reaching down to spread her protruding little nub of inner pussy lips open to reveal her own pink pussy and the wetness of her slit. Sooner than I had thought possible, my dick was beginning to grow again. With much self-control however, I decided it was best to give my dick a rest and distract myself with something else. I reluctantly closed my photo program and shut down the computer, and opted to read in bed until I was tired enough to close my eyes and maybe sleep. ____________________ So that’s what I did. And apparently I did fall asleep at some point, for I woke around 2 o’clock in the morning with the book on my chest and the light on the night table still on. I got up to go pee; and then, as I returned to bed to turn off the light and sleep officially, I saw that the tiny light on my phone was blinking, where it was charging on my nightstand — indicating that I had received yet another text message. In fact, I had received several. And you would not believe what I was greeted with when I opened them! Of course, the texts were from Kelly; and I could only imagine what I was about to see, as the last message she had sent simply had the notification “new multi-media message” attached to it. When I eagerly opened the stream of messages, I saw that there were several thumbnails sent in succession; so I thought it best to scroll up to the first message sent to view them in chronological order. The first message did indeed have a brief line of text attached to it, which simply read: “I think you’ll DEFINITELY like these! ;)” And boy did I! … Astounding! — and fucking unbelievable! I couldn’t believe my bleary eyes! With the very first image, my heart leaped to my throat, pounding like mad — for I immediately recognized it to be Caroline, by her blonde hair. That, and for the fact that in the lower part of the frame was the big black strap-on dildo, poised to fuck her! There was no doubt that Kelly had taken the pic. They were on one of the beds in the hotel room, on the bare, fitted white sheet of the bed — (the rest of the bedding cast to the floor, I presumed). And to my utter astonishment, there was Caroline: her smooth white ass the first thing to see, jacked up and ready for a good hard doggy-style fucking from her friend. Not only was she in this blatant position, but her back was arched, and with both arms extended back along her sides, she was reaching back with her small hands to spread her little ass and pussy open as wide as she could possibly spread it. ... (Have I said “OH MY GOD” yet)?!! ... Her small titties were surely pressed to the bed, and her head was turned to the left. Her mouth was just barely open, and her eyes were half closed. Her petite body had a light golden tan, which I could see from her bare back exposed; but her tight young ass was a wonderful contrast of pure white nakedness — smooth and unblemished. And the best part, by far, was that she was spreading her perfect little ass about as crudely as a young girl can open herself up! There she was, with absolutely nothing left to the imagination. The mere hint of her pussy from earlier could not compare. She had that pussy spread wide open, and it was as pink as anything I have ever seen! And her trimmed little minge framed her hot cunt so nicely. My cock sprang to rock-hardness in an instant. It was one thing to have seen a couple of casual naked pics of my 18-year-old niece earlier … but now?? … Now she HAD TO know that her best friend was taking pics of their sexual romp; and she was clearly a willing participant! Her pussy, for as pink as it was — and wet … and glistening — revealed that she had one of those special blonde pussies where her inner lips were rimmed with a subtle brown tone, outlining the edges of her flowering cunt, and drawing even greater attention to her pink wet fuck hole. And what a tight little fuck hole it was! With her fingertips, Caroline was spreading her inner lips to reveal her pink little contracting vagina. She was already wet to the extent that the soft hair around her naughty butthole formed a wet matted circle of her dirty blondeness. And her pink round asshole was so tiny; I imagined that I might only fit my pinky in her puckering little sphincter. I shucked my lounge pants down to my ankles and began stroking my cock with vigor. Clicking on the next pic, I found that Caroline was still in the same position. Only this time, Kelly had pressed the head of the thick black phallus against Caroline’s open pussy hole, and a long roping strand of clear lubricant was falling from out of the picture frame to coat the fake dick and Caroline’s hot little hole thoroughly and messily. I quickly moved on to the next pic with the anticipation of the inevitable penetration. And, sure enough, the next pic hosted the moment of truth. Caroline had pushed herself up on her hands and was clearly rocking back, with her back still arched, onto the dick that Kelly had planted in her. Kelly had her free left hand on Caroline’s tight little butt to keep her spread open, and at least half of the huge black cock was buried in my niece’s pussy. Her brown-lipped cunt was choking on that cock for all it was worth; and I could see that my niece’s slippery wet, lubricated pussy was being stretched to the limit around the thick slimy shaft. And her dirty blonde pubic hair, and the hair around her asshole, just added to the rawness of it all. My cock was already oozing precum and smacking in my hand. Kelly must have taken the pic at shoulder height, because I could also see (in foreshortened fashion) the wonderful tips of Kelly’s own hardened pink nipples and her smooth belly below, where her naughty fuck toy was then strapped on and plunging into my niece’s pussy. The next pic was likely taken several minutes into the girls’ kinky fuck session, for in this image Caroline had her arms extended out in front of her, her hands clutching at the top edge of the mattress near the headboard, pillows strewn to either side, her titties pressed against the bed again; and, by the way her hot pussy lips were dragging out along the shaft of Kelly’s strap-on, I could tell she was rocking off of it. But what made this pic especially dirty was that my young niece was clearly creaming on the black cock! — testified by the creamy white cum dripping down the length of the dildo, and by the extra froth of juice and sweet girly cum forming a sticky seal at the juncture of her naughty little fuck hole where it stretched around the thick rod she was getting off on. It was really too much for me. Three pics in, and my cum came blasting out of my penis. I shot a stream of cum that ended up hitting my face, and I instinctively opened my mouth to catch the next several blasts that arched up and over my torso. While cumming in my own mouth, I flashed to the idea of cumming in both the girls’ mouths, and I imagined them tasting what I was tasting. The experience was truly beyond anything I have ever imagined. The pics that followed, I could only give slight attention to, because I was so wrapped in the delirium of my orgasm — though I assure you, they were of equal magnitude in their kink. I was spent. I felt like I was losing my mind. I even had a flash of fear that I might have a heart attack, for the rate my heart was beating, and wouldn’t that be a hell of a way to be discovered?!! … with my pants around my ankles, cell phone in hand, with pictures of my niece sucking and fucking. I don’t know how I calmed myself down, or how I even fell back to sleep that night. Maybe I passed out from exhaustion. But I’m here to tell you … the rest of the story only gets better! |
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