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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 42 Location: in my pants |
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| Introduction: the tension continues to build for part {3} | ||
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Well Summer was right about two things with her uncle: (1) he DID have a nice thick cock that would indeed look lovely going in and out of her tight teenage twat, and (2) he DID 'totally get off' on seeing his 16 year old neice, stark naked and on her knees. But Summer was entirely unaware of these things. She had no idea that her uncle had unwittingly stumbled-in on her naughty masturbation and had heard her finger-fucking the daylights out of herself with his name on her lips. Much less did she know that he had been lured by her siren call to peek through her bedroom door and had had a perfectly clear view of her naked ass jacked-up in the mirror. She was completely oblivious to the fact that he had had a brief battle with his conscience at the sight of her and had lost miserably, the power of lust overtaking him, and that he had in fact stood outside her door jerking his throbbing cock until he came with a tremendous spewing of cum that shot right into her own room. And though her Uncle Jake was almost certain that someone would discover the mark he had left behind, Summer did not notice it. Nor would she have even 'suspected' him had she stepped in it (!), for her own orgasms always resulted in such wetness from her cumming that it wasn't uncommon for her to drip on the carpet herself on her way to the bathroom. And on that particular night her whole body had been dripping with a passionate sweat. It was precisely this image -- and 'others' besides -- that Jake could not get out of his head. Though he knew it was as wrong as it could be, he just simply couldn't help himself. And in the days that followed, he found a renewed love for masturbation . . . {not that it had ever really died, for he was a man afterall} . . . but suddenly he was like a teenager again. Had he encountered ANY 16 year old girl in Summer's position, he would have likely had the same reaction -- but this was his very own NEICE, and [God help him] -- for some reason this only heightened his sexual arousal over it all. It certainly hadn't helped either that Summer had been calling his name at the exact moment her fingers had been smacking noisily in her glistening pink pussy. It was just so 'dirty' he thought -- and [in truth] Jake had always liked it 'dirty'. He had actually been TOO MUCH for some of his more prudish past girlfriends; and many of his subsequent girlfriends had become downright 'obsessed' with the kinky sex he could lay on them -- {which was fun for a while, of course} -- until they became so possessive that Jake could but glance at another woman and be immediately attacked by an insanely jealous fit of rage. Hence, his status of being single. Still, after all the culmination of his years and sexual experiences, with enough notches on his bedpost to warrant the pun of a 'beaver convention' -- here he was: jerking himself off . . . morning, noon, and night . . . like a boy who had just discovered how to make himself cum, and picturing Summer doing it the whole time while calling his name and begging him to fuck her. [It really was too much]. ------------ In a desperate effort to quell his unspeakable lust for his teenage neice, Jake even called on one of his sure-fire fuck-buddies, a 26 year old girl named Sylvia, for some much-needed sexual release . . . and had her over to his place for a frenzied night of fucking that Sylvia will certainly not soon forget. When she answered the phone, her "hello" was simply greeted by Jake's smooth voice asserting, "I need to fuck you, to-night." Something in the way he said it was just 'different' Sylvia noticed. 'Dark' even. But being an adventurous girl herself, his words sent a quiver of excitement from her clit to her brain and back again. "Oh, re-AL-ly . . .?" Sylvia answered enticingly . . . and she even thought that maybe Jake was looking for some nasty phone sex right then and there. But Jake just responded flatly, "Oh, really." And hung up the phone. Later that night, the petite brunette with big brown eyes skipped her job as a waitress and went over to Jake's house to have her brains fucked out like never before. She had hardly even stepped in the door when, without ceremony, Jake spun her around and practically 'threw' her over the arm of his couch, yanking her panties down to her ankles and leaving her trapped in them, her skirt pulled up over her ass, as he proceeded to ram his tormented cock right into her freshly shaven pussy from behind. Fortunately for her, she had been wet all afternoon just thinking about how Jake had propositioned her, and she had even rubbed herself through her panties on the drive over with the anticipation of his glorious dick sliding in and out of her. Still, his command over her body was almost frightening, and at the first touch of his hard dick ramming into her unsuspecting pussy, her reflex action was to clamp her legs together . . . which of course only spurred Jake on that much more, as he imagined how Summer's teenage pussy would surely be even tighter. But after a few thrusts of his raging hard-on, the sexy little brunette had no choice but to yield. "Oh my God, Jake, what's gotten into you?!" she demanded, as she felt the smooth lips of her pussy suddenly gliding back and forth rapidly along his pistoning cock. "Just shut up and take it, you dirty little slut!" Jake menaced. And take it she did. Sylvia got off on dirty talk in the first place . . . and with Jake being so forceful, not taking "no" for an answer, it turned her on even more. In about a minute her pussy had all the lubrication it needed to take the violent pounding he was about to give her, and she began gyrating her hips in response. "Spread it!" Jake ordered. And Sylvia complied, grabbing her bubbly ass cheeks with both hands, with her chest forced down against the couch cushions, and exposing her little brown butthole to Jake's lustful stare. "That's it, slut," Jake continued, "you like it rough, don't you?!" [And indeed she did]. "Oh yes, Jake . . . mmpfh . . . give it to me ha-ard!" Sylvia replied, as she started rocking back on his thick cock as best she could. "Mmmm, you feel so fucking good!" {She desparately wanted to free herself from the rest of her clothing, but she was pinned down}. "Ple-ease, Jake, let me get out of these clothes!" she begged. But Jake only pumped her steamy gash even harder. "Mmmpfh . . . oH . . . Jake . . . ple-EA-ase! . . ." Without skipping a beat in his pummeling of her wet pussy, Jake leaned forward and began lifting her shirt. Sylvia took this as a sign that he was allowing her the freedom she so desired and let go of her spread ass cheeks to remove her top; but before she could get to her bra, Jake spanked her hard and shouted, "Leave it! . . . just get back to business, you filthy whore!". . . And again, Sylvia complied. She 'was' able to remove one foot from her panties in the process, however, without any objection from Jake, and gained a wider stance to accept the full fury of his dicking. "Oh, God . . . YEEESSS!" Sylvia yelled, as she felt the full length of his shaft impaling her, his heavy balls slapping against her bald pussy. As she reached under her body to rub her clit and fondle his balls, Jake grabbed her bra like a harness and began seriously ramming her down on his pole. "Oh, SHIT, man!" she shouted, "Oh -- oh -- OH(!) . . ." her moans being beat out of her by the rhythm of his pounding cock. "Oh, fu-UH-uhck . . ." Sylvia grunted, her voice catching in her throat, "you're gonna' make me cum so hA-aard!" Jake only answered her between his own grunts by spanking her up-turned ass again and saying, "That's right, you little bitch . . . and I'm gonna' cum in that nasty little pussy of yours . . . and you're gonna' LIKE it!" "Oh-hh, yesss . . . mmm-Hmmm . . . " Sylvia answered with a whine, trapping his cock between two of her fingers as she spread her slick labia even wider, feeling the sloppy wetness of her vagina up-close and personal as his dick pumped in and out of her, forcing little squirts from her spanking wet pussy with every thrust. And with every yank on her bra that had her bouncing on Jake's hips, Sylvia was reminded of just 'who' was in control, as her round butt slapped against his pelvis. "Mmmm . . . you like that, don't you slut . . ." said Jake ". . . a big, hard, cock . . . pounding your little fuck hole?" -- "Oh, FUCK yes!" she answered, slamming back onto him even harder for emphasis. "I bet you'd like it in your dirty little butthole TOO, wouldn't you . . .?!" Jake followed. {He already knew she liked it in the butt}. Sylvia was truly whimpering at this point. Her pussy was flooding with juices, and Jake's dick was sliding easily in and out of her. At regular intervals she was popping completely off the end of his shiny wet knob -- and indeed her pussy made a little 'popping' sound in the process -- only to be slammed down again, and forcing a frothy mixture of their combined fluids from her wet hole. -- "Oh-h, GO-O-OD . . . you can fuck me any way you WANT!" she spat forth. And with that invitation, Jake literally ripped her bra right from her back, breaking the metal clasps and leaving it dangling on her shoulders, as she caught herself on her hands -- her delightfully round tits . . . free at last . . . joggling beneath her. The sensation of the cool air hitting her nipples felt wonderful. Jake had one hand on her lower back now; and with the other grasping her bubble butt, he began pressing his thumb against her asshole and dipping into her pussy for lubrication. Sylvia continued to rock back on his dick with the rhythm he had established, and in a few short moments she felt his thumb entering her tight butthole. He slowly buried his thumb all the way up in her and left it there while he continued to saw in and out her pussy. Sylvia could feel his cock rubbing against his thumb through her vaginal wall, and it was really driving her wild. In the meantime, Jake was grunting with every stabbing thrust, like a railroad worker driving a spike with a 20 lb. sledge hammer. "Oh-h, shi-i-IT, Jake . . ." she cried ". . . what are you DOING to me?!" -- {She thought she was going to lose her ever-lovin' mind}. Her pussy was absolutely awash with her juices, and she could feel and hear her wet labia 'kissing' his crotch on the backthrust. Her firm breasts continued to jog weightedly beneath her; her nipples swelling and hardening to the point of aching. And Jake's thumb in her ass only confirmed for her what a dirty little fuck whore she really was. Without any warning, Jake came popping out of her altogether in one swift move -- only to then jam his rod right up her willing ass. [A maneuver which sent them both over the edge at once]! Sylvia's tight sphincter clamped down on Jake's prick like some animal trap and she started cumming like crazy, squealing with orgasmic pleasure and bucking and heaving against him, as the rings of her anus began milking his cock. Jake himself let go with an absolute river of cum that blasted deep inside her ass, and she could feel it jetting volumously up in her. Both of them were throbbing and pulsing -- Sylvia's pussy clenching and unclenching, and sending a rippling effect to her asshole, where Jake's cock was buried to the hilt and pumping her full of cum. After his spewing subsided, he remained inside of her until the very last drop of cum twitched out of his dick, and then he slowly removed himself from her cum-filled asshole, perversely watching from behind as it trickled out and flowed over her, dripping from her pussy and coating her inner thighs. Reaching down, he smeared his warm goo all over her shaved cunt, dragging his middle finger through her wet slot and palming and rubbing her pussy until her entire crotch was completely glazed. In a final gesture of nastiness, Jake leaned forward and offered his spunky hand to Sylvia's open mouth, where she willingly followed suit by licking his palm with the flat of her tongue and coming finally to suck his fingers clean. That was just the first of many orgasms that night {and into the morning} for the short-haired brunette who could hardly even walk the next day. Throughout the night, Jake made a valiant effort to unleash all of his pent-up lust for his neice on Sylvia. He fucked her in every position imaginable. He came in her mouth. He came in her pussy. He came so much on her and in her, in fact, that the pungent aroma of his cum hung in her car on her drive home the next day. But Jake was still not satisfied. If anything, it only made him desire the forbidden fruit of his young neice that much more; and he continued to jerk his insatiable cock with visions of her golden little peach jacked-up in the air, until his dick was literally bruised. ------------ For her part, 16 year old Summer was still on the other side of town and still masturbating with equal fervor to visions of her uncle. She had begun to wonder, however, why her Uncle Jake hadn't stopped by for dinner lately, and his absence only made her long for him with greater passion. "Had she scared him off with her panty teasing?" she wondered. "Maybe he had a new girlfriend?". . . {man, that would be disappointing} -- how unfair that he would be having sex and she was not! -- But still, this did not prevent her from continuing to fantasize about him. "Yet how on earth was she ever going to fulfill her wicked little fantasies?!" She just HAD to see him. But HOW? ------------ Well an excuse to see him came soon enough . . . {invented by Summer, of course} -- and it was a beautiful idea: At 16, it was time for Summer to get her driver's license; so, using this as her ruse, she asked her mother to call Uncle Jake over to dinner with the pretense of discussing some driving lessons. Jake was hesitant and nervous at first; but as he realized that there was nothing in his sister's tone to imply that his 'presence' in their house had been detected, he decided to go. And in truth, his own fantasies surrounding his neice had escalated to such a point that he had just about made up his mind to show up for dinner on his own, with or without an invitation, just so he could refresh his mental image of her and perhaps be privy to some more panty teasing. Naturally, he would not be dissapointed -- for, from the moment Summer heard that her uncle would be coming to dinner, she began plotting her move. The anticipation of his arrival had Summer 'wet' for two straight days, and she masturbated like a wildcat at every spare moment she could find. She even excused herself from class to go to the girls' bathroom at school and finger herself to one of her dripping orgasms. She just KNEW that the moment of seducing her handsome uncle was very near at hand, and she was simply going 'crazy' with the idea of it. She masturbated so often that her pink little twat was rubbed to a swollen and fiery red, the intoxicating scent of her sweet young pussy clinging wetly to the golden peach fuzz that covered it. Whether masturbating before school, to then squirm in her desk with her cum sliding around in her panties, or in the afternoon when she had some real time to fuck herself good and proper, she thought about her Uncle Jake. At night before bedtime, and even 'during' the night when she woke with her hand clapped over her crotch, she dreamt of how it would be with him. She imagined driving out into the country with him and pulling over on some back road with the excuse of suddenly having to pee or something -- of walking not 'too far' into the bushes and squatting in her little skirt to do her business with the spying eyes of her uncle upon her perhaps. Or maybe, if things worked out better than planned, she might have him drive her to some remote road to 'practice' and surprise him by assertively taking his cock out and sucking on it as he drove. In her favorite position, on her knees and on her bed, with the reflection of her naked ass in her dresser mirror, Summer became so worked-up over her anticipation of her uncle finally coming to dinner again that she dared to try something entirely new . . . by inserting the largest object she had ever tried to put in her tight teenage pussy -- [a slender cucumber that she fished-out of the fridge]. Though she knew full-well that there was a danger of breaking her hymen, she just had to try it . She had to know what a dick might be like . . . and of course, she imagined that it was her Uncle Jake's. To add to the 'realism' of it, Summer even took one of her mother's paring knives and carved the tip of the cucumber into the best semblance of a cock knob that she could recall from her memory of looking at dirty magazines with one of her girlfriends. The mere process of holding the cucumber and fashioning it into dick made her immediately wet, and she felt the familiar heat rising in her panties and the delightful sensation of her growing wet spot as the material clung to her little cameltoe. Back in her own room, before she even attempted to put it in her pussy, Summer sucked on it passionately to get it nice and lubricated. ['Slobbered' would actually be more the word] -- And as she did so, she again imagined that it was her uncle's dick. {God, how she would certainly drive him wild with the sucking of his cock}! . . . "And for her?" -- She could only imagine how exhilarating it would be to have a real dick in her mouth, warm and thick, rather than a cold hard cucumber . . . but wait: "How hard DID a real dick get?" she wondered. She didn't care. She was sure it would feel wonderful, and if it did get as hard as a cucumber, she was about to find out what it felt like in her pussy. After getting it sufficiently wet, dripping with her saliva, Summer opted to lay on her back for her first penetration of this magnitude. Her pink little cunt was as wet as it could be, and at the first touch of the carved phallus she felt her lips flaring to accept it like a blooming flower. A girlish whimper escaped her lips as she then began to push it slowly inside, and in a moment she felt the 'head' of it pop inside her. And it was the most wonderful sensation she had yet experienced -- her pussy clamping around it as she marvelled at how it looked sticking partially in her. She decided to work it in and out a little bit. And what a feeling! . . . What a sight! -- The little cucumber cock knob popping in and out of her slippery little snatch. It was indeed a tight fit, but words cannot describe how fantastic it felt; and if she could have possibly gotten any wetter . . . well, she did. With her other hand she began rubbing her clit in a circular motion, her hips gyrating reflexively. "Ohhhhh . . . Uncle Jake," she sighed, as thoughts of him and his REAL dick started to swirl in her mind. In no time she was absolutely writhing on her bed, pushing her feet against the mattress and raising her ass in a fucking motion. It had been easier than she had imagined to accept the pretend penis into her little vagina; and so she decided to go a little further by switching to her favorite position of doggy-style, so she could of course watch herself in the mirror. On her knees, she watched as she popped the head of the slick cucumber back in her protruding red pussy from behind. It felt a little tighter, but it also felt great! . . . {And, again, the sight of it}! . . . As she began slowly working it in and out, she got a special thrill out of seeing how her pink inner labia turned inside-out on the outward motion, the knobbish-shape appearing behind the tightly-stretched skin of her vagina, before popping out and back in again. And it made her feel especially wanton and dirty imagining her Uncle Jake getting the same view . . . only it would be even better(!) because her uncle would have the privilege of feeling his dick inside of her never-fucked pussy, and vice versa. But the fact was: she WAS fucking her pussy now . . . albeit with a fake phallus . . . and the effect it was having upon her was pretty much the same; for within a couple of minutes of watching herself in the mirror, Summer lost all sense of control and began plunging the cucumber deeper and deeper into her ravenous hole. When the little squishing sounds started emanating from her pussy, she knew she was on the verge; and in another moment she was indeed cumming with an amazingly intense orgasm. She found herself squealing so loudly that she thought the neighbors might hear, even through the walls of her house. As her vagina clamped tightly around the shaft of her imaginary lover, she could practically feel every ring of her love tunnel contracting around it like a crawling snake. The sensation of 'fullness' was amazing to her, and as her orgasm began to slowly subside, she looked around once more to view the cucumber sticking out of her. She was utterly astonished at what she saw! In her delirium -- her self-inflicted fuck -- she had no idea that she had actually managed to get about six inches of the cucumber inside of her, as she looked back to see her pussy juice dripping off the end of it. What was more shocking was that there was absolutely no blood(!) and she hadn't felt any pain the whole time. Which of course could only mean one thing: her hymen was already gone! . . . But WHEN? . . . HOW? -- She did not know. As much of a shock as it was for her to realize that she must have popped her own cherry at some earlier point during one of her many masturbatory sessions . . . as she thought about it a little more, a certain feeling of 'relief' swept over her . . . for if she were ever to actually seduce her Uncle Jake, then the fear of pain was removed from the scenario, and she knew now that she could take it. {Boy, did she know she could take it}! -- And as she relaxed, feeling the final quivers in her thighs from her wet, wet orgasm, she slowly removed the cucumber from her throbbing pussy with a 'plop' and sucked her wetness from it with a sly smile as she watched herself in the mirror. Giggling to herself, she suddenly 'chomped' the end of it off, chewing it up to swallow it and exclaiming to herself, "Mmmm, YUMMY!" ------------ Well the next day was THE DAY for Jake to come to dinner. Summer woke that morning with her 'plan' already formulated in her head, and before she did anything to start her day, she lay in bed and played with her pussy. There was just something about playing with herself of the mornings that Summer particularly liked. The warm, fuzzy feeling of just waking up, her naked body, soft and pliable and most-receptive to her gentle touch, and her little pussy heating up under the covers and becoming slick with her fragrant juices as she lazily drug her finger through her pink slit. And as Summer lay there rubbing herself awake, with her right hand clapped over her furry little mound, and her left fondling and stroking and tugging on her pert breasts, she began to indulge in thoughts of how things just might play-out with her Uncle Jake that night. She had even bought a new pair of panties the day before, that she especially liked for the way they outlined her puffy little cunt. They were thinner than her every-day cotton panties -- in fact, they were VERY thin . . . 'translucent' even -- and she just knew that if she were to get wet at all . . . {which was pretty much a given} . . . her pussy would no doubt shine through the 'barely-there' veil of material in splendid detail. As she imagined strategically sitting across from her uncle in her favorite mini-skirt and 'accidentally' letting her legs fall open to allow him a view of her wet teenage pussy, Summer could again feel that she was becoming extremely wet, and her fingers began making their usual soft smacking sound in her horny young cunt. She wished she could just skip school and finger herself all day long, but that was clearly not an option. The clock was ticking away and she would have to be going soon; so she resigned herself to making herself cum as quickly as possible. Throwing the covers from her body, she bent her knees back and lifted her legs in the air, which always had the effect of spreading her wide open and making her feel especially dirty. She loved the feeling of the cool air hitting her asshole, as her wetness trickled down into it; and although she had not defined her G-spot as such, she was always able to hit it in that position. With her index and middle finger curved up inside her, she delighted in stroking the front wall of her vagina and simultaneously clutching at her wet pussy with the rest of her hand. At the same time, she envisioned the lust-filled eyes of her Uncle Jake watching her do it, and her fantasy was a major turn-on. Increasing her tempo, she imagined him actually sticking his wet tongue in her pink little asshole as she pumped her fingers in and out of her sloppy little trench. The sound it was making was truly nasty now, and she couldn't help but suck on the middle finger of her other hand, to then reach around underneath her and place the tip of it on her puckering anus. The rhythm she was establishing with the fingers in her pussy was almost violent. She wanted to cum so badly, and she knew that she would. Her 16 year old cunt was absolutely sloshing with her juices, and visions of her uncle ravaging her young body were racing through her mind. "Fuck ME!" she said under her breath, and bucked-up toward her hand. The finger against her asshole slid into her slightly as she did so, and that was all it took. She came forcefully in her hand, her fingers still pumping in and out of her, going 'smack, smack, smack, smack, smack'. She could feel that her pussy was actually squirting, and she felt 'crazed' with the intensity of her orgasm, as she writhed and bucked on her bed, her girl cum flowing around her fingers and leaving a spunky puddle under her ass. She only had time to rinse herself off that morning in the shower, before donning her new see-through panties and trotting off to school. She was naturally horny all day long and had trouble focusing on anything but the anticipation of her uncle coming to dinner. When the last schoolbell rang, she could hardly get home fast enough. ------------ When she finally stepped through the door to her home, Summer was simply beside herself with the anticipation of her uncle's arrival. It had been nearly two weeks since she had last seen him, the clock had moved painfully slow at school that day, and she was extremely anxious with nervous excitement. She planned to really lay-it-on thick with her teasing that night . . . but she knew she was going to have to convey a bit more composure than she presently had, if she was going to play-it-off 'coolly'. The first thing she did, once she was in the privacy of her own room, was to strip out of the tight jeans and black T-shirt that she had worn to school. And she just stood there for several minutes admiring her body in the mirror. Her pussy was decidedly hot from sitting on it all day in the trappings of her jeans . . . not to mention, from thoughts of her Uncle Jake clouding her concentration . . . and it felt great to finally be nearly naked in the air conditioning of her bedroom. When the cool air hit her bare legs and upper body, goosebumps popped-up all over her pale skin, and her nipples immediately hardened and puckered to their pink little points inside her bra. The contrast in temperature between the room and her steamy crotch was undeniable; and as she stood looking at how her panties hugged her pouting little cunt -- defining the very slit of her red hot pussy -- Summer giggled at the thought, and actually said to herself in the mirror, "My! Aren't YOU just a little bitch in heat?!" Her panties and bra were not a matching set . . . {not that she would be wearing a bra that evening} . . . but, in a way, she thought the mismatching of her underwear made her look that much more 'fuckable' somehow -- suggesting a certain innocence or lack of concern with vanity, or with such garments that no one ever saw . . . aside from maybe her mother and her 13 year old sister Miranda. As she continued to admire her young body in the mirror, Summer began fondling her little B-cup breasts through the light-blue fabric of her bra. In the process, she lightly rubbed her tiny nipples with her index fingers and revelled in, not only how it 'felt' to tweak them, but also in how they 'looked' poking throught the cotton material. [She so-O longed for them to be sucked on]. Still standing, she spread her legs at shoulders' width and started swaying her narrow hips provocatively, as though she were dancing to some slow, sexy music. One of her many fantasies surrounding her Uncle Jake, in fact, was to indeed perform a 'strip tease' for him -- imagining how dirty it would make her feel to get completely naked in front of him, while he remained fully clothed and no doubt springing a beautiful manly erection in his pants, as he would be watching lustfully with his gorgeous blue eyes. With this vision, Summer began performing a strip tease for herself in front of the mirror. Still swaying her little hips, she let go of her small breasts and reached back for the clasp on her bra. Unhooking it, she then let her arms fall loosely at her sides and simply 'danced' it off her shoulders. The bra fell in slow-motion from her lovely little tits, and in a moment was at her feet. She kicked it under her dresser and continued to dance in just her panties. She kinda' wished her breasts were bigger, but at least they had already grown enough to jostle around a little bit when she was naked. And they really were quite pretty. Two, pale, firm mounds that stood out perfectly, capped by extremely puffy aereolas that were [literally] 'cone-shaped' and pinker than a piece of hard, strawberry candy. Almost unconciously, Summer's hands were back on her snow white breasts, as she squeezed and fondled them some more, squeezing lewdly on her saucy little aereolas to puff them out even more. As she continued to gyrate her hips and pull on her pinkest of nipples, Summer gazed at her panty-clad crotch in the mirror again. Her sheer panties were almost the color of her skin, and the growing wet spot in them only sucked the fabric deeper into her narrow slit. The golden red hairs of her developing pubis were even somewhat visable throught the thin material, and her entire pussy {though covered} exuded and aura of PINK behind its veil. At the sight of it, the 16 year old instinctively dropped one hand to her flaming red twat, while maintaining the mauling of a breast with her other, and began rubbing her sensitive clit throught her panties. With the length of her middle finger, she was soon pushing the silky fabric even further into her tender young pussy. She had to stop for a moment just to look at it. Her little trench was clamped tightly around the material that she had pushed up inside her, and her outer labia were partially revealled at the sides. Her lips were as pink as they could be, and the peachy fuzz that grew upon them was almost transparent, silk-like, and flaxen in color with just a tinge of red. Summer then used both her hands to gently slide her fingers through the legholes of her panties and readjusted her underwear back in its proper place. After that, she resumed her previous stance, returning one hand to her naked tit . . . only this time running her other hand inside her panties. The first touch of skin-on-skin had to be Summer's favorite sensation. The feeling of her finger sliding easily into her wetness, and her inner lips parting eagerly to accept it. She loved the way her wet little hole seemed to pulse and flare at the touch of her finger tip, and her tiny clit was most-receptive to even the slightest stimulation. 'Skin-on-skin'. [She wondered about that]. She wondered indeed what it would be like to have a hard dick of 'real flesh' penetrate her . . . not just some green cucumber or a cold makeup brush . . . or even her own fingers for that matter -- but a 'real' DICK. And she fantasized with utter glee that she wouldn't even have to use her hands at all, unless she chose to guide him into her. But she rather liked the idea of grabbing the backs of her knees for her 'first time' and spreading her legs wide-open for her first fucking. These thoughts were {as usual} just too much for Summer, and she was soon earnestly finger-fucking her tight wet hole in her panties. The dancing had stopped, and she was having to brace herself with her other hand on the lip of her dresser, as she spanked-away at her little pussy. Her pink titties were jogging sharply in the mirror and her mouth hung agape. At one point she even had to suck drool back into her mouth, she had become so heated and delirious. Of course it wasn't long before she was cumming in buckets again, her virgin nectar squishing and oozing into the hollow of her panties and in the palm of her hand. Her crotch was completely saturated and the sweet aroma of her girl cum wafted up from between her legs. Her panties were completely useless now -- wetter than a blanket left out in the rain -- and her flowing juices dripped from the legholes and ran down her quivering inner thighs. ------------ Fortunately, her little session had chewed-up a fair amount of time. She felt more relaxed, and it was time to start getting ready. She decided to throw her wet panties in the dryer and went to take a shower. In the bathroom, before stepping into the shower, Summer admired her naked and post-orgasmic body in the mirror once more. Her whole body was aglow, with little splotches of heat flushing her skin red in various places. Her chest especially. And her puffy little titties were an absolute seething color of pink -- matched only be her swollen teenage twat, that {even then} continued to throb and pulse from her orgasm minutes ago. Summer clasped her hand over her wet pussy one last time and brought what was left of her cum to her mouth to lick her fingers clean. -- "Why did she LIKE that so much?!" she wondered. And the answer was simple -- it made her feel 'dirty'. In the shower, she took the time to shave her legs . . . {though they didn't really need it}. She just liked the sensual feel of lathering up her legs with the shaving cream and the idea of 'preparing' herself for her uncle. She washed her hair, and then conditioned it while soaping up her body to get it nice and clean. The stream from the shower felt wonderful as she rinsed off, with rivers of soap and water snaking over her curves and converging at her crotch to flow from the cleft of her little cameltoe like a waterfall. As she emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a fluffy white towel, she encountered her mother in the hallway, who was just getting home from work with Miranda in-tow from her cheerleading practice. "You better hurry-up," her mother said, "You're uncle is coming earlier than usual tonight," as she herself hurried-off to her bedroom to change out of her professional work clothes. Summer was glad that she was able to sneak to the dryer, while her mother changed, and secretly retreive her panties. She imagined that her mother would be none-too-thrilled with her sexy purchase, and just what kind of questions would it have raised for those to be the only item found in the dryer? . . . Recovering them quickly, Summer bounced back to her rooom with a spring in her step. She was really excited to see her Uncle Jake now, and she had her usual outfit already in mind -- the short mini-skirt that flowed at the hem and her pale yellow tanktop. After drying-off and lightly powdering her pussy with some perfumed body powder, Summer dressed in a flash -- foregoing the bra and pulling her panties on lastly. Something about having to hike her skirt up to put her underwear on always turned her on. Maybe it was the briefest 'flash' of her red pussy in the process, or the idea of the 'reverse' action of taking them off; but Summer liked it. She wasn't going to be going anywhere, so she didn't bother with shoes of socks; and, in a way, simply being barefoot made her feel more 'naked' -- if not equally 'girlish'. And, in truth, her little feet were just as pretty as the rest of her. As she eagerly awaited her blonde-haired, blue-eyed, strapping young uncle . . . ["32 wasn't THAT old," she had decided -- and with HIS looks {she had further resolved}, "who gave a fuck?"]! . . . Summer felt like she was truly going to pee herself from her nervous excitement. She was so convinced that she even went to the bathroom to 'try' to pee. The second her bare feet hit the tile floor and her naked ass touched the cold porcelin seat, the urge to pee vanished . . . or rather 'retreated'. {"Damn. She just KNEW she had to go"}! After some minutes of 'willing' herself to pee, she did finally trickle a little bit, but that was it. She was just ridiculously nervous! Blotting herself dry and standing to pull her panties up again, Summer took a long, hard look at herself in the mirror. "Get a grip on yourself!" she told herself . . . . . . And as if she had been struck by lightening with her very own statement, it hit her: "Oh God -- what am I DOING?!" she thought. This was dangerous! It was dangerous in so many ways. For starters, 'society' said it was flat-out WRONG. {And that was just on the 'ethical' level}. It was also straight-up against the LAW(!) -- He was and adult and she was a minor . . . even without the incest factor! Yet, worst of all, and most dangerous was the possible scenario of her uncle rejecting her in horror for -- [d]: all of the above -- and exposing her wicked ways to her mother. -- And then suddenly she snapped-to, hearing the sing-songy voice of her mother in the living room, saying, "Hey, stranger . . . come on in . . . !" |
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