Check them out and let me know what you think. Jan 5, Excellent stuff. I can just imagine it. Any more tales to tell about her? Nov 14, AirRichard Let me show you something.
Oct 17, That poor child! You probably made her wet her panties. Can you imagine?
Who among us, while never initiating an exhibition for a young teen or child, hasn't "let" it happen to satisfy their curiosity. It happens without our knowledge as well, I can confirm. Apparently, both of my daughters spied on me and I never knew until my wife informed me.
Their common reaction? It's so big! This was about my flaccid state, too. She had to explain for them that most penises double their size and get fatter when erect. She also informed them I was only an average 6" I knew just about every niece and daughters of cousins snuck a peek at me plus half a dozen friends of my daughters. In light of my own daughters' stealth, how many more did?
I even awoke one morning to a nine-year-old niece fondling my morning wood. I didn't want to scare her. It took me ten seconds to think to 'roll over in my sleep'. The worst child voyeur that I dealt with was the daughter of a single mother my wife befriended at work. We helped provide child care from infancy through age 8 in our home. This child used extreme tactics to continually spy on me. Locked doors did not deter her from walking into my bathroom.
Reprimanding her didn't stop her. After a while, I didn't react to her presence. I do not consider my actions deviant or reprehensible. Jun 12, Later in the year, Kirstin came along with my wife and I on a ski trip to babysit the kids while we were out skiing. We stayed in a condo near the ski area. The kids loved the pool and hot tub and spent much of their time there, watched over by Kirstin.
A few days into our stay, we finished skiing early and returned to the condo. The kids and Kirstin were swimming, so my wife said she would head down to the pool while I showered. I dumped my clothes on the bathroom floor and jumped into the shower.
When I finished showering, I noticed that my clothes had been pushed a few inches along the floor, apparently by the swing of the door.
I figured my wife had come back to pee or to pick up some toiletries. I wrapped up in a towel, stepped out of the bathroom, and there in the living room, was Kirstin wiggling out of her single piece swimming suit. I just caught a glimpse of her blond, peach fuzz covered snatch before she pulled the suit up to about her belly button.
She simply asked if I could give her a towel, and I swear she was starring at the towel around my waist when she asked. I went back into the bathroom and got her a towel, and when I delivered it to her, she still had her suit down to her belly button, but she was covering her nipples with one arm as she reached for the towel with the other.
I returned to my bedroom, slipped into some clothes and returned to the living room. Kirstin was dressed, which was odd since she had consistently used the bathroom to change clothes in private. Apparently she had gotten out of her swim suit, dried off and dressed in the living room. Stay tuned. Dakotakid Flashing Nemo. Oct 25, I knew just about every niece and daughters of cousins snuck a peek at me plus half a dozen friends of my daughters.
You sound conflicted. Both abhorred and It was indeed complete innocence on my part. I took no chances. How can I be responsible in my sleep, clothed it stuck out my boxersand unaware of the predator? Her action awoke me. My brain took several seconds to register the reality. She was so intently looking at me, she didn't see my eyes open. Like I said, I figured out the safe escape to turn over and feign sleep.
She left. It wasn't the only time she perv'ed me but was the only time she touched me. I do NOT flash children. I eventually released my hold on her ass in favor of continuing my explorations of her body-but didn't neglect to return frequently and resample the feel of her tight buns under my hands.
The kisses between me and Emma eventually reached the level that both of us were finding it difficult to both kiss AND breathe; by mutual agreement, we decided that breathing had the higher priority and she raised herself up again.
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Doing so, she made the front part of her body available to me, and I didn't delay in moving my hands to cover the mounds of her breasts and was immediately glad of her suggestion that I do so. Each of her orbs neatly filled my hands with their warm sponginess while the hard nubbins of her nipples pressed firmly into my palms. After carefully squeezing them a few times while marveling at how soft yet firm they were, I began exploring their surfaces with my fingertips.
Enjoying their smooth warmth, I eventually found my way to their peaks where I discovered that her areolas were puckered and crinkled, and that her nipples had grown a bit longer while remaining deliciously hard. My Braille examination of the most obvious signs of her femininity were enough to encourage the tips of her breasts to even greater growth. When I finally released her lovely mammaries and moved my hands to her back, it took only a slight pressure to get her to lean forward far enough for me to raise my head and fasten my mouth on the dark flesh capping one mound.
As I softly sucked on her nipple, I heard Emma release a moan of pleasure as she pressed her chest forward in encouragement for me to continue. After moving my hands back to her ass, I had a grand time playing with her butt while orally tending to her breasts: licking and sucking on her nipples and other random points, nuzzling and kissing every square millimeter of both mounds, and generally doing whatever I could think of to let her know what I thought of them.
I knew my efforts were appreciated from the increasing frequency and volume of the noises Emma made, and the way her nipples grew progressively longer.
Jul 25, In the beginning, there was my niece Kristin. 14 years old, naive, and curious as it turned out. We were on a family camp out at a lake, hot as hell and really nothing to do but lay around. I fell asleep on the boat dock while the kids were splashing around on the beach and floating on air. My Niece Indian; My Niece Non Nude; blueridgehomefashionsinc.com is ated by our users community with new My Niece Pics every day! We have the largest library of xxx Pics on the web. Build your My Niece porno collection all for FREE! blueridgehomefashionsinc.com is made for adult by My Niece porn lover like you. View My Niece Pics and every kind of My Niece sex you could want - and. Similar searches niece forced niece homemade niece creampie dad teen sobrina my niece uncle massage tio daddy nephew real niece taboo family cousin uncle and niece uncle niece niece anal fucking my niece loli mom neice niece uncle aunt sister sleeping niece niece real uncle fucks niece daughter prima More.
My fun was interrupted when Emma sat up, pulling her body out of reach of my mouth and lips; when I looked up at her in question, there was no mistaking the desire in her voice when she told me "I really like that, but I want to do the other stuff, too.
The sensation of her taking my semi-erect cock in her cool hand was easily overwhelmed by the sight she was presenting me: a clear and unimpeded view of her virginal womanhood. Amid the dark vee of her bush, I could easily see that her clitoris had made an appearance at the top of her cleft. Below that, her soft pubic hair was divided by the engorged but still rather thin lips that bracketed her vaginal opening.
The inner surfaces of her labia glistened, telling me what I'd find as I put my arms around her legs; when I tenderly spread her inner lips, I was privileged to see that she was already wet inside-enough so that there were already several drops of her oils that had escaped, and were waiting for me to collect them.
It was also possible for me to make out the ring of her hymen, farther inside; opening her a little more, I tried to see if I could get some idea of how difficult it would be to get past that obstacle. As I was doing that, Emma began slowly and gently stroking my manhood in an effort to encourage it to further growth.
Not being a doctor or having actually seen another maidenhead to compare to, I wasn't qualified to make any absolute judgments about Emma's, of course.
Still, I was left with the impression that Emma's hymen looked somewhat fragile, and didn't think as well as sincerely hoped that it wouldn't present too great of an obstacle relatively speaking. Having accomplished that much, I took a minute to try and memorize the sight of Emma's womanhood; I didn't expect to ever see her quite that way again, and was determined to remember the view I had of her as completely and accurately as I could.
Once I was satisfied, I raised my head and extended my tongue to collect my first taste of her nectar; it took only a brief, light pass of my tongue across her opening to gather the drops of her essence that I'd seen. It was only a moment for me to get the full flavor of her: her oils were light and somewhat thin, and were slightly sweet and earthy at the same time. I eagerly applied myself to the pleasant task of encouraging her to produce even more of them by moving the tip of my tongue to the bottom of her opening, the slowly drawing it upwards-pressing slightly against the entrance to her vagina before sliding it between her soft labia and finishing by making a couple of soft laps around the flesh pebble of her exposed clitoris.
Emma responded to the beginning of my action by trying to press her pelvis down to increase the contact with my tongue, and rewarded my efforts to her clitoris by releasing a deep and impassioned groan of pleasure before taking nearly the entire length of my mostly-erect manhood into her mouth.
As I continued my activities between her smooth thighs, she got considerably more enthusiastic about using her mouth and tongue to stimulate my penis into even greater hardness; I could almost feel her reluctance to let any part of me escape from between her lips, despite the fact that I was becoming more than she could comfortably hold in her mouth.
It didn't take me long to get her to the point that she was steadily leaking a small amount of her juices for me to lap up between bouts of softly sucking on or gently lip-nibbling her soft labia, or teasing her sensitive clitoris. In return, she seemed quite happy to dedicate herself to learning everything she could about performing fellatio and doing a damn fine job of it.
She seemed to know what things NOT to do, which left plenty of room for her to experiment: different amounts and kinds of suction, using her tongue in varying ways at an assortment of places, using her lips in a variety of ways, and any permutation of anything else she could think of.
Of course, some of the things she tried were more pleasant than others, but nothing she did hurt or was uncomfortable. The net result was that once I reached a certain point, MY arousal increased appreciably slower than hers did-essentially, once she got me hard, she was doing little more than keeping me that way while I was moving HER closer and closer to an orgasm.
Not only was that just fine with me, but actually a plus as far as I was concerned: I figured that if I could get her to climax first, she'd be well-lubricated inside and relaxed enough to make our first union as easy as possible for her.
All there was for me to do was lay there and enjoy the hell out of the situation: getting a blowjob that varied between "good" and "HOTdamn! We continued like that for several minutes as I steadily and deliberately taking my time added to her pleasure and arousal, moving her ever closer to having a climax. When I judged that her release couldn't be too far off, I added something else to the mix of things I was doing between her thighs: pressing the tip of my tongue against her opening.
The first few times, I just touched the entrance to her vagina with my tongue; her reaction was enough to let me know it was okay to continue, gradually increasing my efforts until I was able to get fairly insistent about it. What with the other things I was doing to and with her, it didn't take a whole lot of that before I could tell she was incredibly close to having an orgasm.
I'd gotten my mouth over her clitoris and was sucking on it in a soft rhythm while circling it with my tongue when Emma suddenly pulled her mouth off my cock. Not even a heartbeat later, I heard her start to cry out with her release, only to have it cut off by her body suddenly seizing up with the first wave of her climax. Wanting her relaxed but not comatose, I left off my attentions to her clit in favor of simply licking up the juices that started leaking out of her-which was apparently enough to prolong her release, anyway.
When the last spasm of pleasure had faded, I could hear her draw a deep, ragged breath, followed by her body swaying slightly over mine. Realizing that she'd been left feeling weak, I pulled my head back from her crotch and got my hands shifted to her waist. Understanding that I was ready to help her move, she let me guide her off of me and to a sitting position; from there, it was easy enough to get her laid out next to me so I could get my arms around her.
After a minute or two, she'd gotten her breath back enough to softly tell me "GOD, that was good. I continued to hold her and give her occasional soft kisses to her lips or anyplace else that struck my fancy until she was able to tell me "I really liked it when you started using your tongue to try and get inside me, Uncle Dave.
I didn't figure you could, but it still felt good when you tried; it kinda gave me an idea of what it would be like when you put your penis in me, and that made me really excited. My conscience demanded that I ask "You still want me to have your virginity? Or was that enough? She immediately declared "That wasn't anywhere near enough, Uncle Dave! If you can make me feel that good just using your tongue, I HAVE to know what it's like when you're inside me, now! When I released my gentle hold on her, she didn't hesitate to roll onto her back and spread her legs; after I sat up and moved between them, she brought her knees up and spread herself for me even more; opening herself to me completely enough that I could easily see her parted labia and how wet the area between them was.
Moving over her, I reached between us and levered my hard cock down so I could get the head of it against the entrance to her vagina. Before I could say or do anything else, she wriggled her body down enough to ensure that the end of my manhood was securely wedged against her opening.
After getting myself settled over her, I looked into her eyes and asked "Are you really sure you want us to to do this? You can change your mind now, or any time up until your cherry is gone, and I won't be upset-not even a little bit. All I want is what's right for you. Of course, I was lying my ass off about it being okay for her to call things off: I'd be disappointed as hell.
But it was more important to me that Emma didn't feel like she was in a situation where she felt like she HAD to do something that she really didn't want to. It proved to be a moot point, anyway, because she didn't hesitate in the slightest to tell me "Yes, I'm really sure, Uncle Dave. I was already sure before I came in here; what you did with me that only told me that I picked the right person to give myself to the first time. Please make me a woman.
Continuing to look into her eyes, I carefully watched for any signs that I was causing her any pain as I began pressing myself into her-feeling her clench and relax as she tried to get control of the tight ring of her opening. Soon, there was a lot more relaxing than clenching happening, and the end of my erect penis began slipping into her a millimeter at a time; there was still enough of her saliva on my cock to supplement her abundance of oils to keep us both well lubricated.
I had roughly half the head of my penis in her when I felt the ring of her maidenhead against the end of my erection. Watching her even more closely, I continued pushing my staff through her opening. While she looked mildly discomforted, there wasn't any indication that she was experiencing anything like outright pain. Finally, I felt the knob of my erection slip all the way into her: she was tightly clenched around me right behind the crown while her surprisingly resilient hymen was pressed against the end.
I held myself still in her to see what she wanted me to do, and after a few seconds, she looked up at me to say "That wasn't as easy as I hoped it would be, but nowhere near as bad as I was afraid, either. I guess that's my cherry I feel you pushing against, inside? I can pull out"-"Don't you dare!
I can either break it, which will probably hurt more, but get it over with quicker kind of like just pulling a bandaid off all at once. Or I can go slower and see if it'll kind of surrender, which won't hurt as much, but take longer. A moment later, she told me "I think I'd like to see if it'll surrender. Just breaking it sounds like it'll definitely hurt no matter what, but if it surrenders, it might not hurt at all.
It wasn't MY hymen, so I was basically fine with either choice for the reasons I'd given her. Still, I'll admit to being relieved that she'd gone with the surrender option for the reasons SHE'D given. Lowering my head, I touched my lips to hers and she eagerly kissed me back. It wasn't but a few seconds until our tongues went out to get reintroduced; as our kiss intensified, I began slowly rocking myself back and forth-ever-so-gently at first, and very gradually increasing the force I applied against the impediment to having her wish to become a woman being fulfilled.
I doubt that either of us was prepared for it when her hymen suddenly gave way, allowing nearly an inch of my cock to slide into her accompanied by her soft grunt.
I immediately held myself still in her again, and after breaking our kiss, asked if she was all right. Her tone of voice told me that she was relieved, and not in pain, as she answered "I'm fine. It didn't hurtexactly, I was just surprised when more of you was in me-I mean, you feel HUGE, and it was so sudden. Better than okay, even: I'm not a virgin any more, and it not only didn't hurt, but it's even starting to feel good.
So you can keep going any time you want as long as it's soon, 'cause I really want to feel you all the way inside me, filling me up.
It was easy enough to see that she really was "better than okay", so I lowered my head and started kissing her again; our osculations quickly reached their previous levels, and I began doing as she wanted me to: filling her incredibly warm and tight sheath with my manhood. The process went faster and easier than I had any reason to hope for, so it wasn't long before I felt my pelvis pressing against hers with the tight ring of her opening clamped around the base of my cock while the end touched the deepest part of her.
With that milestone reached, our kiss ended so she could look up at me with something akin to awe as she said "I thought it would feel good, having something inside me after feeling so empty there so many times.
Since Emma appeared to be fine with having my adult male erection buried in her, there didn't seem to be any reason not to start moving it. I was still looking into her face as I slowly arched my hips back, sliding myself out of her, and saw her eyes get wide at the sensation of having my entire length moving in her. Then when I reversed direction and steadily pressed myself into her, she closed her eyes and released an impassioned moan as I filled her with my manhood in a single slow thrust.
When my pelvis was touching hers again, she opened her eyes and softly declared "Dear god, that's good. Do it again! I was more than happy to comply, and my second effort was greeted with equal approval; I didn't need any more encouragement from her to keep going, and was soon pistoning in and out of her tight, wet womanhood in a slow but steady rhythm as she softly moaned her pleasure at the sensation.
As her vagina got used to accommodating the size of my cock, it got easier and easier to move in her and I was perfectly willing to increase my efforts accordingly. It wasn't long until I was fucking into her much like I would a more experienced woman while Emma's pleasure and enthusiasm increased apace. When she brought her legs up and locked her ankles behind my back, she opened herself to me even more, and made it possible for me to get the last tiniest fraction of an inch of my hard member into the hot, wet chamber inside her-something that pleased BOTH of us, judging from the increased noises she made.
As readily as she was accepting having my erection moving in her, I didn't lose track of the fact that Emma wasn't a full-grown adult, and refrained from letting myself fuck her as though she was. That both ensured I didn't hurt her, and made it possible for me to fuck her for even longer something that I was more than happy to do, as warm and wet and tight as she was around me.
Even so, I was still fucking her-and the fact that it was her first time kept her from enjoying it as much as I was. The end result of that was that after several minutes of pistoning myself in and out of her, I was getting close to cumming while she was still simply enjoying the feeling of having me moving in her.
Wanting to make it as good as I could for her, I tried everything I could think of to delay my climax but it simply wasn't enough. Despite my best efforts, there came the point that all I could do was press myself as far into her as I could just ahead of spraying her insides with my cum. When I was done emptying myself in her, I held myself over her, gasping with the intensity of my release.
Emma unlocked her ankles and moved her feet to the bed while continuing to hold me in her arms with her hands on my back. Once my breathing was something close to normal, I opened my eyes to see her looking up at me with affection and gratitude as I told her "I'm sorry, Em.
I wanted to try and help you have a climax, too, but I just couldn't do it. The troubled look she got was matched by the concern in her voice as she answered "There's nothing for you to be sorry about, Uncle Dave! You helped me have an orgasm before, when you used your mouth on me; and after that, you made me a woman without hurting me, and then made me feel so good before you climaxed.
I knew what was going on when it happened, and I liked it, and it made me feel SO good, knowing that you liked being with me that much. I really don't mind that I didn't have a climax this first time after everything else you've done to make me feel good, and how nice you made all this. Looking at her as I listened to what she said, I understood that she really did feel that way-and more to the point, remembered how she'd looked before I said anything.
That was all it took for me to lower my head and give her lips a soft kiss before telling her "If you're happy with how everything worked out, then that's all that matters and all I need to know. I love you, Em. Her relief at hearing that I was feeling better was swamped by the delight I saw in her face at hearing me say that I loved her. I'd said it to her before, of course, but never with the two of us in the situation we were just then.
Just as I'd meant it to, hearing that from me told her just how special she was to me, and how dear to my heart. She responded by pulling me down far enough to give me a fierce hug while I showered her face with a number of soft kisses that continued even after she released her hold on me. With Emma smiling again and me not feeling as guilty about having cum without her, there wasn't anything to keep us from contentedly exchanging kisses every so often while my penis gradually shrank in her.
When it got to the point that I knew I was going to slip out before long, I told her "I expect you can feel it, too-that I'm going to slip out of you pretty soon. When I do, my cum-my semen-is going to start running out of you. She told me "I knew what you meant; I've heard people talking. I can't feel you the way I could before, but I wasn't sure how much it meant.
And I don't need the bathroom by myself first, either, so whenever you want, I'm ready. Deciding that I'd kind of like to get some sleep that night, I told her "Well, I'd just as soon get in there and rinse off", followed by getting off of her and then getting myself standing. She cupped her hand and pressed it against her crotch, then carefully got herself standing next to me. I took her hand and led the way into my bathroom, where she took charge of getting the shower going and adjusted while I stood behind her and helped by holding her breasts in my hands.
When she was satisfied that everything met her approval, the two of us got under the spray-her being careful to stand where she wouldn't get her hair wet.
We had a nice time fondling and groping each other in the process of getting the assorted fluids rinsed off our bodies and in her case, OUT of her body before turning off the shower and helping each other dry off.
We were back in the bedroom when she asked "Uncle Dave?
Would it be okay if I stayed with you tonight? My mind being elsewhere, I answered "Sure, sweetheart" before remembering about Becky, and quickly adding "No, wait, Becky's here.
Shouldn't you go back to your bedroom, since she's waiting for you?
Em considered that for a few moments, then brightened up and asked "How about if she just comes over here, instead? You bed's plenty big enough for all of us, and I know you aren't going to DO anything with her; with me here, you wouldn't even try, anyway.
I couldn't believe that I was hearing my own fourteen-year-old niece suggesting that my having her equally young friend share my bed might be a perfectly reasonable thing to do. But after the intimacy that Emma and I had already shared, I didn't have it in me to outright tell her "no", so I did what any self-respecting adult would in my position: passed the buck, by answering "If she's okay with it, I don't mind but don't push her if she doesn't want to, either.
I got the first inkling that my plan was going to go awry when I saw that she was pleased with my answer before she headed back to her room. Not two minutes later, she was back-with an equally naked Becky right behind her. Em and Becky looked at each other for a moment before Emma told me "I guess you're in the middle. It crossed my mind to try and argue the matter; but the way things had gone since I got home, I figured if I did, I'd be lucky if I actually got to stay in the house.
Nothing for me to do but climb into bed and pray that Becky didn't ravage me in my sleep or something.
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Em went over and turned out the light before coming back to the bed. In short order, I had a naked, nubile, young female on each side of me; both of them opted to lay on their sides and drape an arm and leg across me. Rather than leave my hands at my sides where they'd be even with a pair of pelvises pelvisii? Naturally, that only allowed them to move closer, leaving me with one soft bush and one soft hairless!
After a few seconds, I heard Em wish Becky, then me, a good night; Becky returned it, and I followed. I was still wide awake, barely daring to breathe, when I heard Em's soft snores on one side, and felt Becky's regular breathing on the other. I'm not sure when the sandman payed me a visit; the way my luck was running, the son of a bitch probably cold-cocked me instead of following his usual routine.
The next morning, I woke up to find myself closely spooning with the back of a young female. Still half-asleep, I could feel my hard cock nestled along the cleft of a VERY nice ass while my hand cupped a warm breast. Happy with the situation, I gave the breast in my hand a tender squeeze. Because I was half-asleep, it took a while before my mind grd a couple of noteworthy facts and got them connected: the breast in my hand felt larger than I remembered Em's being, and the side that I was laying on was the same one that Becky had been on.
A few more seconds passed before I fully understood the implications of those two little details and came completely! After opening my eyes briefly and seeing Becky's blonde hair, I moved my hand off of and away from the firm mammary I'd been holding and tried to ease myself away from the form in front of me.
That proved to be impossible when I immediately came into contact with Emma, who was spooned against MY back. A moment later, I heard Becky tell me "It's okay, Mister Harrison, you don't have to move", followed by her taking my hand and putting it back on her breast before she told me "Besides, it feels nice. Becky answered with "He has an erection, and it's against my butt; and he was holding my boob in his hand. Hearing that, Em told me "Uncle Dave, I told you, we know you aren't going to do anything to her; so it's no big deal if your penis is touching her butt or you have her tit in your hand.
Remember, she's naked and in bed with you because SHE wanted to. To that, Becky added "When Emma told me that I could stay with you and her last night, and that you and her would be naked I kinda figured that there'd be some kind of, um, touching happen.
Like she said, I know you aren't going to try anything with me, and you haven't, so I don't mind what's happening now. I, uh, like it, even. I mean, I'm getting to find out what an erection feels like, sorta, and all you're doing is just holding my boob-it's not like you're trying to feel me up or anything.
You're being nice and everything, so I'm fine with it. It took a second for me to get my voice back enough to answer "Uh, okay. But if I start to, you know, bother you, don't be afraid to say or do something, okay? So I continued to lay there with my rock-hard dick nestled against her smooth ass and one of her firm young breasts in my hand, telling myself that I really wasn't enjoying the situation.
Except that I was. I don't know how long the three of us lay there while I held Becky's warm mound in my hand and tried to learn what I could about it something that was hampered by my resolve not to move my hand and make her thing I was trying to "feel her up".
My happy reverie was ended when my stomach growled, and I heard Emma laugh, then tell me "I think we better get you fed, Uncle Dave. I don't want you getting all pooped out on me when I want to use you later. The prospect of being used later got my mind going, only to have my thought processes completely tangled when I felt Becky give her ass a little wriggle against my erection before moving my hand off her breast and getting up. After she'd moved away from me a little bit, Emma quickly stole her hand across my body and grabbed my erection, giving it a gentle squeeze before she, too, moved away.
Figuring that if Becky was okay with having my hard-on against her ass, she wouldn't have any problems with just seeing it, I followed their example and got out of bed, too. To my amusement, BOTH of them looked at my hard cock waving in the air for a few seconds before Emma suggested "Since we don't have to be shy or anything with each other, why don't we save time and take our showers together before breakfast?
The idea did have some merit to it, after all. After each of us had a turn at dealing with our respective biological needs, we gathered in the shower to get ready for the day ahead. It was a trifle crowded, but I don't think any of us minded that much; I certainly didn't.
It was Becky that really got things going by asking me to join her in helping Em; then Emma insisted I help her with Becky something that didn't disappoint mefollowed by the two of them "helping" me. I didn't say or do anything about the fact that it was Becky that dealt with making sure my penis and balls were clean-she was quite meticulous and thorough about it.
Once all of us were sort-of dressed they had only panties on, and insisted I follow their exampleit was time for breakfast. Afterward, they were quite insistent that they'd deal with cleaning up. When they were done, they retired to Em's room and closed the door; I didn't have any doubts about what they wanted to talk about that they didn't want me hearing.
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That left me by myself in the living room, contemplating the previous night's activities. It was late morning before they came out again; Emma was still wearing just her panties, but Becky was fully dressed.
When they got to the living room, I was told that Becky had to get home. Before she left, however, she thanked me for letting her stay with me last night whether the night or actually in my bed, I wasn't sure and too chicken to askand gave me a kiss on the cheek before she and Em went to the front door.
When Emma came back into the living room, she parked herself on the couch next to me and pulled my arm around her before settling herself into my side. We stayed like that for several minutes before she told me "Thank you, Uncle Dave. I heard her soft giggle for a moment before she answered "For letting Becky stay last night, 'specially with US.
And for being as nice and everything with Becky as I told her you'd be. And mostly for letting me give you my virginity. I knew I could trust you to make it good for me, and you made it even better and easier than I thought it would.
It took her a moment to understand what I was asking, and I could hear the happiness in her voice when she told me "I'm fine. You were so patient and gentle with me, I didn't have any trouble then, and I was only a little bit sore inside this morning-and even that's gone now. When I remember last night, I even want to do it again. Looking farther, I could see that the peaks of her breasts were already puckered; raising an eyebrow, I asked "Like now, even?
With a lusty grin, she answered "Um, yeah, if we could. That last part earned me a look that left no doubt she thought I was being a doofus before she said "Then I want to make you climax first, so we can go longer when you're ready again. After I'm done with you, could you maybe use your mouth on me like you did last night until then?
I really liked it". Knowing that I was agreeable to her request, it took only a moment for her to get up and stand in front of me as she quickly rid herself of her panties. Then it was on to pull me to my feet so she could eagerly pull my shorts down before letting me know it was okay to sit down again.
Kneeling in front of me, she got my shorts from around my ankles and nudged my legs apart with a look of eager anticipation on her face.
When she had enough room, she moved forward and took my flaccid penis in her hand before leaning forward and taking all of it into her mouth. She was looking up at me with an impish expression as she calmly proceeded to use her tongue and lips and mouth to start getting me hard.
Looking at her with my dick in her mouth was easily as arousing as the things she was doing to it while I watched her, and it wasn't long before she had to start letting some of my growing erection slip from between her lips-which only excited me that much more. There was no mistaking that she remembered all she'd learned from the night before, and she soon had me fully erect. With her kneeling on the floor in front of me, there was nothing for me to do but sit there and watch as her head started bobbing up and down so she could slide her lips back and forth along my length.
The combined sight and sensation of her oral attentions aroused me tremendously, and I could feel myself moving steadily toward the release that she wanted me to have. Sooner than I'd have liked what she was doing DID feel pretty damn goodEmma had brought me to the brink; she had my balls cupped in her hand when she held the end of my cock in her mouth and used the tip of her tongue to massage the underside of it right behind the head.
It took only a few seconds of that for me to begin spraying her tonsils with my cum-which she happily swallowed while continuing her efforts, ensuring that my climax was as strong as she could make it. She continued to hold me in her mouth until I had softened enough that she could take my entire penis in her mouth that she could clamp her lips around it and milk it for whatever few drops of semen were in me as she pulled her head back and finally let me slip from between her lips.
More than a little stunned by the experience, I could only look down at her as she looked up at me before saying "I don't think you expected me to do that, but when you weren't looking last night, I tasted some of your stuff so I'd know what it was like. It wasn't what I expected, and I decided I actually kinda liked the taste of it that, and I figured it'd feel better for you if I kept my mouth on you when I made you climax.
Thank you" was all I could think to tell her; from the smile she gave me, it was more than enough. A moment later, she got up and moved to sit next to me again; before she could settle herself next to me again, I gently pulled her close enough to give her a kiss to the lips, making her smile even more. After she'd settled herself into my side, she pulled my arm around and got my hand on her breast, telling me "I know you were pretty surprised when I came in last night and told you I wanted you to be the one to have my virginity; and I think you're probably still a little bit worried about what's okay for you to do with me.
So I want to tell you that I like it when you touch me-on my boobs, and on my butt, and everyplace else. If we're sitting like this, it's okay if you want to hold my boob or even play with it a little bit, or play with my butt, or stuff like that; I know you're not going to hurt me or be trying to, like, grab me or getting us to do stuff together all the time or anything.
I turned my head and gave her a kiss on the top of her head before answering "Okay, Em. Yeah, I was kinda worried, like you said. I like being able to touch you like now, and I'm glad you like it, too.
With a happy sigh, she wriggled herself a little closer to me. Then, for the better part of an hour, I got to idly toy with her breast and nipple as the two of us talked: how she was doing in school, her friends particularly Becky! It was during a lull in the conversation that I turned my body enough to be able to give her a kiss to the lips; that was followed by another and then several more. As our kisses progressed, I could tell that her desire was starting to build, and that was all I needed to bring my other hand around so I could get both of my hands on her firm, young mounds.
Just a few minutes more, and kissing her became all but impossible when she began panting slightly. It was an easy and pleasant matter for me to shift my oral attentions to her throat and shoulders and ears as I eased myself off the couch and onto the floor in front of her. As my activities gradually shifted down to her chest and the upper slopes of her breasts, she scooted herself forward on the couch and got her feet moved to the floor-one on each side of me.
When I got as far as her breasts, I happily spent enough time there to make absolutely for certain positive that I'd brought the peaks of both of her mammaries to glistening peaks before continuing my journey south.
Soon enough, I had to soft, sparse mat of her pubic thatch pressed against my upper lip as I did my best to help her find as much pleasure as she'd brought me.
It was an easy enough matter to get her aroused confirming that she felt as good as she claimedand from there all I had to do was take my time and enjoy what I was doing while I slowly and deliberately pleasured her into ever increasing levels of desire: after building her desire for a while, I'd ease over into doing something that I enjoyed more than she did letting her fall back a little bit before I turned my attentions to stimulating her some more, then returning to amusing myself again.
It must have been half an hour before I'd brought her to the edge, only to let her slide back again so I could happily lap up the abundant overflow of her nectar that gave proof of how excited she was. In response to her soft whimper at having her release denied, I returned to doing slow circles around her exposed clitoris with my tongue until I could feel how close she was to her release before flattening my tongue and giving her nubbin a series of firm presses that were all it took to push her into an orgasm.
Her attempt to cry out her pleasure was short-circuited by the force of the first spasm that overwhelmed her; it was quickly followed by a second that left her gasping briefly before several more waves of progressively milder intensity coursed through her young body. It was a few seconds after the last spasm had faded before she opened her eyes again.
She looked around in confusion for a moment before spotting me; when she recognized me, her eyes got big before she softly told me "That was WOW.
I thought what you did last night was good, but that was even better! I couldn't help grinning as I answered "I guess an old fart like me does know a few things, after all. I want to sit on your lap so you can hold me while I try to recover from what you just did to me". I'd barely gotten my ass on the couch when Emma moved to straddle my lap, facing me as she leaned against my chest before resting her head on my shoulder.
Both of us were perfectly content to just sit like that for a little while-until the feeling of her young body against mine and all that we'd been doing got into my head. When that happened there wasn't a damn thing I could do to keep my dick from starting to grow. As was to be expected, it got to the point that I could feel it lightly pressing against Emma's cute little ass. It wasn't much longer that I felt her start moving: in slow, short movements at first as she rubbed herself against my growing manhood, then in longer motions as the added stimulation helped me get even longer and harder as she undoubtedly meant to happen.
I could feel it as Emma's small nipples grew harder against my chest; along with that, I noticed that there wasn't as much friction where she was rubbing herself along my length. The unique scent of her arousal told me that she was wet enough that some of her oils were being spread along the section of my hard cock that she was rubbing herself against.
I wasn't surprised when she finally eased her body away from mine: the look on her face told me that she was more than happy to have the opportunity to get herself impaled on my hard dick. When she raised herself up, I put my hands on her waist and she let me hold her in the position long enough for me to bring her areolas and nipples to hard points before she reached between us and got my shaft angled to her satisfaction; a moment more, and she had the tight, wet ring of her opening securely wedged against the head of my cock.
Looking into my eyes, she started lowering herself onto me; as wet as she was, it took her only a few times of letting herself settle onto me before both of us could feel her warm ass come to rest on my legs. The look of delight on her face when it happened was priceless.
It apparently took only a few seconds for her to get used to having me filling her tight sheath again, because that was all that passed before she slowly raised herself up for about half the length of my dick before lowering herself onto it again with a soft sigh of pleasure.
I got my hands on the small mounds of her breasts and began gently squeezing them and giving them and her dark nipples an assortment of soft caresses as she started moving herself on me. Beginning with slow, languorous movements at first, she was clearly savoring the sensation of having my cock moving inside her; but as her desire grew, she gradually gave herself over to it by moving herself more and more quickly in her self-impalements while I continued to enjoy and tease her lovely young mammaries.
After what had happened the previous night, and the blowjob she'd given me earlier, all I had to concern myself with was enjoying the sensation of her hot, wet, and deliciously tight vagina sliding up and down my shaft while I occupied myself with molesting her firm, warm breasts. As young and fit as she was, I already knew that she had more energy and stamina that I did-but I was still impressed and surprised and envious!
I waited to see if she was going to say anything herself before I finally put my hands on her hips and got her to stop so I could suggest "How about if you let me take over now? She nodded her head, and I pulled her into my arms and moved to kneel on the floor before turning around and setting her on the couch, delighting her that we didn't have to uncouple.
On the couch, she leaned back and looked down to where we were joined as I eased myself out of her until only the head of my cock was in her before arching my hips forward to bury myself in her again. After a few more progressively faster cycles like that, she softly told me "I never thought it would look that sexy and getting to see it while I can feel it at the same time god, it makes me feel SO hot!
I knew that last part was true, since I could feel her getting even wetter around me as I continued to slide myself in and out of her tight sheath while she watched. I looked down, too, and found the sight to be almost as entrancing as she did: with each out stroke, her labia were pulled out as though they were trying to hold me inside her; when I pushed myself back in, they disappeared back in to guide me the way to the promised land.
With Emma sitting on the couch and me kneeling on the floor with her legs wrapped around my waist, it proved to be a lot easier for the two of us to kiss and touch each other as I steadily pistoned my shaft in and out of her-and we did. A lot. Along the way, I learned a few things: that having her sucking on MY nipples felt strangely good; that softly nibbling on one of her earlobes resulted in some rather stimulating involuntary contractions in her vagina; that our tongues were evenly matched when it came to dueling in each other's mouths, and more.
Most significantly, I found out that Emma was quite willing to have me move in her even faster and harder than I'd thought she'd be when she used her heels to try and pull me into her harder than I'd meant to.
It took only a little experimentation on my part to find a level of "enthusiasm" that satisfied her while still remaining somewhat short of how I'd fuck a mature woman.
The increased force of my thrusts into her resulted in a dramatic increase in her arousal. Dramatic enough that it wasn't long until I could tell that she was approaching an orgasm, much to my surprise. Since she'd said she wanted me to be able to fuck her longer, I just kept going with what I was doing; sure enough, I didn't have to plunder her treasure but for a few minutes more before she suddenly froze in front of me as her feet and legs held me deep inside her.
The way the two of us were positioned, I could easily watch as spasms of pleasure coursed through her in time with the clenching of her already-tight vagina around the entire length of my hard cock. It was an incredible sensation, but I was still too far from being ready to climax for it to do more that start me down the path toward another climax while enjoying it tremendously.
As the waves of release began to fade from her, I was able to start moving again in slow, short motions that became longer and faster as quickly as she let them.
I was steadily cycling myself in and out of her when she opened her eyes and absently observed "God, that was good" before looking to where my erection was moving in her, watching for several seconds, then closing her eyes and softly moaning. I continued fucking myself into her while toying with her firm mammaries, exchanging kisses with her, and generally enjoying the hell out of the situation and what we were doing.
After just a few minutes, I felt a brief tightening of her sheath; over the course of the next several minutes, it happened again and again-each time, it was marginally stronger and lasted a trifle longer, and happened a bit sooner.
I had no doubt that she was building up to what I figured was going to be one HELL of an orgasm, which was fine with me: every time I felt her young pussy clench around me, it moved me closer to my own release. Several more minutes had passed when Emma's already tight pussy clamped down on me even harder than it had before at the same time that her body came off the back of the couch with the power of the spasm that overtook her. She got tight enough around me that I didn't dare try to move, which meant that my cock was subjected to the incredible sensation as her vaginal muscles began a rhythmic spasming that ran from where her entrance was threatening to pinch my dick off to the head that was lightly pressed against the deepest part of her.
I'd felt the sensation before when women I was with had an orgasm, but what I'd experienced with them was only a hint of a promise compared to what Emma's womanhood was doing to me.
My own climax was close enough that it took only a couple of cycles of Em's pussy milking my cock for me to begin emptying myself in her in a series of spurts that left me feeling much as I had when I'd had MY first climax. It was no surprise to me that I finished before Emma did; kneeling between her parted thighs, I'd recovered enough that I was watching her when she opened her eyes after the last couple of waves of her orgasm had faded.
It seemed to take several seconds before she realized where she was and what had happened; but when she did, she latched onto me and pulled me into a hug that had me seriously concerned about a broken rib as she started crying into my chest and blubbered "Oh, thank youUncle Dave! That was so much better than anything I've ever felt before! The first one was really good, but it wasn't anything compared to that! As nice as it felt to have her naked young body pressed against mine, I wasn't comfortable with the fact that she was crying-even though I had figured out that they were tears of happiness.
I put my arms around her and softly stroked her back while I tried to reassure her that everything was fine, I was glad she liked it, and so on. The waterworks had pretty much ended and she was just starting into the sniffling and snuffling phase when I felt my dick slip out of her; it took only a couple of moments for me to shift around so I could get one of my arms behind her knees so I could hold her as I stood up.
She looked up at me in delight before letting her head rest on my shoulder as I got the two of us back to my bedroom and then on into my bathroom. When I set her on her feet, she continued to hold onto my side as I got the shower going. Once it was ready, she let me lead us in, then held still as I tenderly washed her before cleaning myself up.
After both of us were dried off, it was onto the bed for us. Laying on her side, Emma snuggled herself as close to me as she could manage before draping an arm and leg across me and resting her head on my shoulder.
I got my arm around her and rested my hand on the curve of her waist and gave her a gentle hug before she sighed happily and told me "Really, Uncle Dave I never even DREAMED that an orgasm could be anything like what happened that last time.
All the other ones I've had, they've been good and made me happy and everything-but they weren't anything like that one! Now I'm even more glad that I was with you my first time.
And now, the way you're holding me I know you love me as much as I love you, and how much you care for me and everything. I mean, I always knew you loved me and all that-I just didn't really know how much until last night and today.
Sometimes you've done things I haven't liked, but I never stopped loving you because of them. Last night, when I told you that I wasn't going to do anything with you, I did that because I DO love you so much: the last thing in the world I'd ever want to do would be anything that would hurt you, and I was worried that us being together like that WOULD hurt you-not just physically, but maybe in your heart and mind, too.
But after you told me everything you did to make sure that you really were ready to give someone your virginity well, I realized that you've started to grow up, and that you're not the little girl that used to pee in my lap when I held you.
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She giggled at the last part before asking "Does that mean that it's okay now if I want us to be together and do things? Knowing I wasn't going to like all of what I was letting myself in for, I answered "Yes, that's what it means. Up to a point, anyway. I'm your uncle and older than you are, so it wouldn't be right for us to do things together too much, though-you still need to go out with guys your own age and all the rest of that, okay?
I know I can't be, like, your girlfriend or anything. Just sometimes. I turned my head to give the top of hers a kiss before answering "That'd be fine, Em", and hearing her contented sigh in return.
After that, the two of us were fine with just laying there, and eventually fell asleep. After a brief nap, we went back into the living room to watch TV. We didn't have sex again the rest of the time Freddie and Mike were out of town, though Emma spent the remaining nights sharing my bed.
Over the course of the next few months, there were several more occasions where Em stayed with me for an evening or overnight. Only a couple of times did she want us to have sex again, though she was fairly adamant about me having my hand on one of her breasts whenever that was possible.
She was also insistent about sleeping in my bed, whether anything happened between us or not. I was over at Freddie's and Mike's house one Saturday for a cookout when they told me that they'd gotten notification that they'd won first prize for some contest that had been run while they were at Mike's conference: a week-long cruise for two along Baja Mexico. On learning they'd won, the first thing they'd done had been try to see if there was any way to include Emma, such as paying the difference between the trip they'd won and what they'd need to bring her.
To everyone's dismay, the cruises were invariably fully booked months in advance, and they had only a limited time during which they could use their prize. Despite her great disappointment at not being able to go, Emma had been quite clear that Mike and Freddie should still go and have some time just to themselves.
As they explained to me, their regret at not being able to include Emma was only slightly outweighed by their desire to do just as she said they should. And, of course, that left them with the question of what to do with Emma-and the most obvious answer: me. I didn't even wait for them to ask or even finish the story, really ; I simply told them that if they had the chance to go on a second honeymoon cruise, then Em was staying with me.
Period, end of sentence and discussion. The chances of anything happening between me and Emma didn't even enter my mind: I cared enough about them that I was willing to do whatever I could to ensure they got to go on their cruise. They tried offering to pay me for the time, trouble, food, or whatever that keeping Emma for a week would cost me, but the look I gave them put an end to THAT subject in a big hurry.
They were initially concerned about inconveniencing me, but eventually got past that when I kept answering their questions with "whatever works for you two" or "don't worry about it-just go ". Needless to say, Emma's disappointment at not going was greatly dispelled when she learned that she'd be spending the week and a couple of days, for getting there and back with me. Freddie and Mike got the arrangements made, and it worked out that they'd be taking their cruise just a couple of weeks after school let out.
Knowing she'd be staying with me while they were gone made it easier for Emma to address their concerns about leaving her behind; it worked well enough that as it got closer to their departure date, they were actually visibly happy, and looking forward to the trip.
When it got to be time for them to leave, Emma and I were there to see them off; once they were gone, it was back to my place, where Em took a small overnight bag into her room.