Uncle And Niece Sexual Affairs-1

As soon as we heard St. Mary's high school bell ring, my best friend Alexa Vega and I straighten our clothes, and excitedly grabbed up our book bags. We had a three-day weekend and no homework! Much warmer than yesterday, we held our coats instead of wearing them.

"Emma, I'm sure glad we're going to school together, " Alexa said with a bright sunny grin.

"So am I, " I answered, smiling back. "I still can't get over Dad and Mum letting me stay with my Uncle Steve here in Los Angeles."

"I'm glad too." Alexa laughed as her smile changed to a mischievous look, "You know. If they hadn't let you, I never would have met your uncle."

I stuck out my tongue at her, "O you bitch. I love you to!" We both laughed.

Avoiding the tidal wave of screaming youth, we left the building by the side entrance. As we went around a corner, I immediately saw Uncle Steve. He was walking towards us along a hedgerow.

"There's your Uncle." Alexa said, pointing. "He sure looks hot today."

"Yea, " he was wearing a nice suit. "I wonder why he's so dressed up?'

"Hummm, how about I come over later and we use the hot tub. If he joins us, I hope he wears his thong. You know, the little blue one."

"Don't be gross, " I told her. Trying to be cross with her, I wasn't very convincing.

"But he has such a nice ass!" Alexa countered, smiling. I smiled back unable to fake disapproval.

While we walked towards him, she leaned toward me and whispered, "Maybe he'll let us play with his big woody?" Alexa had a far away look in her eyes and a smile that indicated a private joke that I didn't know about.

"Alexa control yourself!" I scolded her. But she's right. Despite being his niece, I'd wanted to do more than play. I liked the thong that he wore when he took us swimming. With only a thin piece of material running between his cheeks, most of his nice hard butt was uncovered. The thin material would stretched out so much that some times we could even see his 'woody.' As we came within hear-shot, my eyes got larger when I noticed the bulge in his pants. Uncle Steve smiled as he greeted us.

"Hi Emma! You look nice."

"Hi Uncle." His colon smelled nice when I hugged him. While I was glad that the hedgerow hid him padding my butt, it felt nice.

"Hi Mr. Watson, " said Alexa, greeting my Uncle Steve. "You're looking good today!"

"Thanks Alexa, so do you."

"See ya Emma. Call me." Alexa has bigger breasts than mine. I could feel them press against me when I hugged her. We both giggled when I gave her a kiss on the mouth good bye.

"See ya Emma. Call me, " said Alexa. Before she left, Alexa turned and gave Uncle Steve a long hug. Hidden by her coat, she reached down and stroked his 'bulge' several times. Then, with a flirtatious smile, she said, Bye?Mr. Watson."

I waved as I said, "Bye Alexa. I'll see ya later."

While Alexa and I have been in big movies and we have seen a lot of the world. We're still only twelve years old and I wondered what had got into her. But I was even more surprised that Uncle Steve didn't seem to mind Alexa feeling him up!

"So why would anyone want to go to the Mall of America?" My uncle asked as we walked together to the parking lot. The ground was slippery from the bright Sun playing upon the melting snow. He almost fell as we walked but being very athletic, Uncle Steve kept his balance.

Sliding my head back and forth. My sharp brown eyes were fixed upon his bright blue ones as I answered him with a song,

"Loser

Loser

Double loser

As if

Whatever.

Get the picture

Shopping Daaa!"

He looked at me for a moment, a silly grin on his handsome face before I asked, "Why are you asking?" Almost a teenager, I'm supposed to given him a hard time.

"Well, you know there's no school tomorrow?" Just then a long white limo with dark windows pulled up.

Half an hour later Uncle Steve and I were on the highway on a six-hour drive north. I wondered what he was thinking about because, sitting next to right me, I'd noticed the tent in his silk pants. Full of curiosity I asked, "So, what's the special occasion?"

He turned on his side a little to face me better, pulled out a long pearl necklace from inside his suit jacket and said, "This."

"It's so beautiful. Thank you! But why??" As I thanked him I felt an almost-electrical tingle when his 'bugle' came to rest on my leg just above my knee. It felt warm and kind of?cool! I felt my chest tighten and my nipples hardened, pressing almost painfully against my bra. But I had to wonder what was making him so excited. It couldn't be me, could it? While he's kind of old, at thirty-eight, he's still a real hunk.

"Your welcome, " he answered, "We're not as close as I'd like us to be. I want to change that."

Our smiling eyes met as he spoke. He was being so sweet, I felt giddy. Words didn't seem adequate to thank him.

"So, can I put it on you?" he asked.

"Sure!" I answered him. As we'd been talking, I felt his erection slid up along my leg, stopping near my left hand. I had a real good idea how big he was. Once he came to for a visit. Well, he'd been taking a shower and I accidentally walked in to use the toilet. I hadn't been able to say a word when he slid open the door and asked me to hand him a towel. I could see?I could see everything. I stayed frozen as he stood in front of me, drying off. His penis, sticking straight out, seemed to be pointed right at me. But when he asked, "Do you want to touch it?" Bring up my hand, it felt warm to the touch. I remember twirling a finger in his pubic hair as he said, "Go a head and play with it." But at that moment, Mum came home early. Hearing her voice, I ran from the bathroom like a scared rabbit. I had never said anything about what happen that day. Now I was looking close-up at his 'bulge' again.

"Here, " he said, running his fingers under my sweat shirt, "this needs to come off first." He pulled it up and over, revealing my white uniform blouse. I didn't care that my hair became a mess. I want to see how the pearls looked on me, but was confused why he had to take off my sweatshirt. I almost didn't notice that, unmistakable even through his pants, his erection had shifted into my hand!

"You know, pearls should only be warned on bare skin." He started unbuttoning my blouse.

"Can't you just put it on?"

"O, honey." He looked very said. "I spent so much money, I really want to see them worn correctly. Don't you like them?"

"Sure I do, but?" I stopped talking when I unintentionally closed hand around his erection. Realizing what had just happened, I didn't dare move a finger, hoping he wouldn't notice somehow.

"Ok, then." In shock at what had just happen and my resistance weakening, I let him finish opening up my shirt. When he finished, the top of my white breasts showed above my small pretty silk and lace bra.

He then said, "The pearls are going to look great on you, " as he reached around and put them on me. I couldn't help but smile when I looked at them, so did he.

"Wow! You look really good in them, and Emma, you have very nice pink juicy tits."

I liked his complement. It made me feel very good and happy. I think in an almost subconscious manor to thank him, I started squeezing my thumb and forefinger together in an up and down motion. I could tell he liked it, especially when he said, "That's nice. Keep going like that and you'll make me cum!"

Without thinking, I rolled my eyes as I said, "Thanks Uncle Steve, you've got a really - really nice big hard penis." I stopped stroking him when I realized, too late, what I had just said.

But instead of being put-off, he actually smiled. "It feels so good to have you touch it. But please, men like it to be called a cock." Then his smile faded to a deep frown. "I'm glad you like my?your pearls, it's just?"

"Just what?" I wondered if I was squeezing his?cock too hard?

"Have you ever heard the expression 'nothing but pearls'? As he talked, both his hands took hold of the front clasp of my bra.

Alarmed I yelled, "STOP THAT!" I shouted louder then I meant to. He wasn't really making me mad. It was just that I was surprised that I actually like all the attention he was paying to me.

"If you don't like the pearls, I'm taking them back then!"

"Uncle Steve, " I wined. "I do like them. Please don't take them back." I started stroking him even faster, hoping it would make him happy. I asked, "Do you want me to keep stroking your?cock?" I looked down bashfully as I pronounced the last word. But then to my own surprised I, giggling, pulled my arms from the sleeves and took off my shirt. I then shrugged out of my bra. In a moment, both shirt and bra joined my sweatshirt on the limo's floor. He had a wolfish look as he stared at me with nothing but pearls on above the waist. The strain hung down across my cupcake-sized breasts, adorned with small brown aureoles.

"Pearls and your breasts, now that's a beautiful sight!" Uncle Steve exclaimed.

No one had ever talked this way to me before and I really liked it. He was making me feel hot and sexy and I liked it being treated like a grown up women. As I told him, "Thanks, " his cock felt alive in my hands, "Uncle Steve?you're getting even bigger!"

His hands went around the pearls, at the same time, the backs of his fingers caressed my nipples. Enraptured by my breasts, Uncle Steve licked his fingers, then wet my nipples and blew on them. It made me shiver and I tried to gaze up at the sky, a look of sheer bliss on my face. It got even hotter when he kissed both my breasts, outlining their curves.

I gasped in delight, small orgasms gripped my body as his fingers pinched and massaged my taut nipples. Then sucking on my nipples, his tongue made circling motions around them. Liking his new way of showing affection. I grasped his head and pulled his mouth down tightly upon my chest. When he finished, to my surprise, I gave him a peak - on the mouth. Then even though I felt weak at the knee, I French kissed him! Our mouths were locked as Uncle Steve rolled on top of me.

Then his breath was hot as he nuzzled against my neck. As uncle's hands moved down my back, exploring my ass, his bulge seemed to have a mind of its own. Going up under my skirt, between my legs, it ended up pressing up against my panties! While it felt wonderful, I was afraid at the same time. But to my own continued surprise, instead of running scared, my legs squeezed around his cock and pressed his tip against me! It was almost like I had lost control. The moment 'it' touched me 'down there' my eyes roll back into my head and my body tensed and shuddered! My panties become so wet that it dripped down on my legs. I was dumbfounded, as we kept kissing. I was so excited, that I soon felt another orgasm growing. I knew I should fight it. But he seemed to take over, running his hand over body. I took hold of his hips to help his efforts to hump against me. Then after the sudden onrush of gyrations, the tip of his erection pushed up an inch or so into me through my panties! My body shuddered as I chummed multiple orgasms and the insides of my skirt and the top of his pants got all wet! The English language is incapable of to express my sensations as I cried hot tears of pleasure. I think my passion even surprised him, and he rolled off of me.

After we caught our breaths, he took a box out of his pocket and opened it. "I think these diamond earrings will look good on you too.

"Cool! They're gorgeous Uncle Steve, thank you! Thank you!" I reached for them. But before I could grab them, he closed his hand.

"Not so quick now." His smile grew. "To get them, Emma you have to do something for me."

"What? Tell me." I said quickly.

"Why this my sweet kitten." He unzipped his pants and pulled out his 'big woody.' "Do you want to hold it?" he asked, a bit of a tremor in his voice. His hard shaft of flesh stood straight up like a totem pole!

"Please!" As I answered him, I noted the lust in my own voice.

I shared his smile as I hesitantly touched his big cock. At first I just rolled it around in my hand experimenting. Then with a mischievous glint in my eyes, I wrapped my fingers around it and started running up and down along his long shaft. I squeaked in surprise when it responded to me and began to grow even larger.

"Does that feel all right?" I asked.

"Yes, it does!" Uncle Steve told me. "Please take my whole shaft and balls in your hands and really stroke hard up and down." I obeyed his prompting and soon I had his cock at nine-inches of full attention. When squeezing his tip and seeing its opening, I realized that I was having a 'hole - ly' experience.

"What? You mean you want me to jack you off?" I asked, nodded my head, smiling at the thought.

"Hummm, that would be nice honey, " Uncle Steve nodded his head, continuing to smile. "But, I want you to use more than just your hand."

"What?" I looked at him funny for a second. Even though I didn't quite get what he meant, I was getting even more excited.

"Don't worry if your face gets messed up. I brought your makeup bag."

Realizing what he meant, "You want me to?" "Yes, " he interrupted, nodding his head. "I want you to suck and lick my cock."

"You want me to do what?" I asked in happy misbelief. Back in England, I'd once licked my old friend's penis. But he chummed as soon as I'd touched it with my tongue. Afterwards, he had been too embarrassed ever to try it again.

"Would that be so bad, I thought you'd be gratefully for the jewelry?" He seemed more disappointment than angry.

"Yes I am?but we shouldn't. It's just that?I've never sucked a ?"

"That so much the better Emma. I'd love to show you how."

As he talked, I my fingers stayed wrapped around his cock. I'd actual thought about giving him a blowjob many times before. So, giving him my best angelic smile. I nodded my head. Licking my lips, I resumed squeezing and stroking him.

Lowering my head, I began to rubbing his hard cock against my face. I could feel a hunger build in my insides when he left his pre-cum on my lips. But worried about his large size, I asked, "You're cock's so big Uncle Steve." I liked saying that word. "Will it hurt if you put your?cock in my mouth?"

"I love hearing you say that word. But no, sweetness, it won't hurt. You'll love it Emma."