Friend’s Daughter is Such a Tease

Friend’s Daughter is Such a TeaseFriend’s Daughter is Such a Tease By billy69boyPart OneMy best friend Joe inherited his parents’ shore house after they passed away. He has been living there permanently ever since his divorce several years ago. It is a quaint little bungalow, with an open layout and three small bedrooms. My wife Barbara was away with her girlfriends up in the mountains for two weeks, so I thought I’d spend a few days at Joe’s helping him out with various projects. Joe has a disability which prevents him from doing much in the way of physical labor. He is a CPA and has amassed quite a few business accounts in the area, which keep him busier than he’d like at times. He refers to himself as “semi-retired”, but in truth he works more hours than most full time workers.He called me and read off his list of things for me to do (which he laughingly referred to as his “You-Do” list), so I could bring the necessary tools and materials that I would need. I loaded up my van the day before so I could get off to an early start in the morning. As I trekked down south on the two hour journey, I thought about how long it had been since we spent any amount of time together, and I was looking forward to catching up with him.When I arrived, it was just mid-morning and I noticed Joe’s car was gone, so I figured he’d already left for work. I was surprised that his front door was unlocked, although he did know I would be there at some point that day. As I brought my suitcase in, I heard the toilet flush. I was a bit shocked, having expected that I was the only one in the house. Shortly, the bathroom door opened, and out walked Charlene, Joe’s daughter.”Good morning, Uncle Billy!” she greeted me cheerily and gave me a hug. “Daddy told me you were coming for a visit!””Hi Charlene, it’s so nice to see you. I didn’t know you were down here,” I replied. I wasn’t really her uncle officially, but she always referred to Barb and me as her aunt and uncle.She laughed: “Oh, Uncle Billy, you’re about the last person in the world that still calls me that. Most people just call me Charlie, or even Chuckie!” she said.”Well, I really like your name. Do you mind if I keep calling you Charlene?””Oh no, it’s okay, really. It’s kind of…sweet,” she hesitated, looking for the right word to use.”Anyway, I’m down for the whole summer. I’m hoping to get some babysitting jobs while I’m here,” she explained, “but for right now, I’m just being lazy and hanging out.””That sounds good!” I smiled enthusiastically, “I haven’t seen you in ages. You sure are growing up fast! How’s your mom doing these days?””She’s good. I guess you heard she got remarried,” Charlene announced.”Yeah, your dad told me. Well, I’m going to get started. I’ve got quite a list of things to do, so times a-wastin’, as they say.”As I unloaded my van, I thought about this young girl and realized how beautiful she was becoming as she blossomed like a rare orchid. Her long brown hair flowed easily over her shoulders and framed her face, making her bright green eyes almost glow. She obviously wasn’t done filling out her shape, but she did have long slender legs, and her butt was perky and tight. Her mom had entered her in the youth beauty pageant circuit when Charlene was quite young. It was the same organization that Jon Benet was in, bless her poor heart. I guess Charlene gained some self-esteem from competing, but to be honest, seeing such young girls wearing all that makeup and suggestive outfits was kind of unsettling to me. Looking at her now, I could picture her still doing the pageant scene if she had wanted to continue. She was a stunner.I frowned as I remembered the last time we were together at her father’s house. It was some years back, although I couldn’t remember exactly how long ago. Barb and I had come down to spend the weekend, and after dinner was over, we teamed up to take care of the dishes. Joe sat down in his recliner and turned on the TV, and we saw Charlene climb up and sit on his lap. We thought nothing of it at first, but she was obviously trying to annoy her dad. She wiggled and squirmed on his lap, and put her arm around his neck. Joe sat totally still, his face expressionless. She kept it up, giggling. Finally, she turned her face toward us and with a clear sparkle in her eyes, she said: “I love making daddy hot!”Barb and I looked at each other. Neither one of us could believe what we had just heard. We both waited for Joe to respond. To redirect her. To scold her or tell her to knock it off. But he maintained his silence, acting like she wasn’t there at all.We kept silent too. It wasn’t our place to discipline her. She was Joe’s daughter, after all, not ours. In truth, we really didn’t know what he was thinking, but we chose not to get involved. The next night, she sat on his lap again, although she was less flirty than the first night. We left the next day, and the matter never came up again. But I wondered every once in a while what went on when Joe and his precocious daughter were alone. I perused my list and decided to tackle cleaning out the leaves in his rain gutters first. Start off with an easy task first thing, I reasoned. I raised the ladder in the back of the house first, as there was still some shade back there, although it was fast disappearing. It was going to be a scorcher by the afternoon. Sweat was already pouring out of me, and I hadn’t even started working yet.A few minutes had passed when I heard the sound of running water. It was the outside shower at the back of the house. I remembered how nice it was to use: the shower area was huge, and there was an adjoining changing room that was equally as large. But the most pleasant part was the fact that there was no roof on it. You could shower and look up into the sky all at once. Of course, if someone were to be up on a ladder, that person could also look down into the shower. I wondered if that certain someone showering decided to take her shower at the exact same time that I was up on the ladder. It’s not like she was unaware of my presence. Well, I reasoned, if she was going to show off her teenage body, I was damn sure going to look. And look I did: as she washed her hair, I could clearly see her proud, but not quite fully developed breasts rise up and down. After she finished shampooing, and applying some cream rinse, she began to wash her body using one of those loofah sponges. Her dark tanned skin was slick from the body wash, as she applied it all over her lithe young body. I climbed down my ladder and emptied my bucketful of debris in the trash can, moved the ladder down a few feet, and climbed back up. I was none too quiet about it either. I wanted to give Charlene fair warning that I was getting closer to her. She didn’t acknowledge my presence at all. But, now that I was closer to her, I noticed that she didn’t appear to show any tan lines. Even her tight round bottom was as tan as her legs…which meant…I’ll admit that the thought of her sunbathing au natural was getting me aroused. I could feel it in my crotch as I continued to work on the gutters. I noticed that she had abandoned her body sponge, and was bent over at the waist, her head facing downward. All I could see was her bare back, but I did notice that she seemed to have filled one hand with shaving cream. It was pretty obvious that she was shaving her pubic area, and then she worked her way down each of her legs.As if the scene before me, or rather below me, couldn’t get any hotter, the next time I looked down, I thought I saw a flash of white. She was holding something else in her hand, and I thought I could hear a soft humming sound. Sure enough, she was holding a plastic white vibrator. I watched as she gripped it with both hands and stood with her legs spread open. She threw her head back, eyes closed, and her face pointing up towards the sun. Damn, I had to stop working for a minute and hold onto the ladder tightly, so I wouldn’t fall off. I was mesmerized by the site of her pleasuring herself shamelessly, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her for several minutes. I saw her rise up and down on her toes several times while she penetrated her young body again and again with her vibrator. She held onto it with one hand while she rubbed and squeezed her budding breasts with her other hand. Finally, her head turned side to side rapidly, her mouth agape, as her entire body shuddered in ecstasy, as she completed her solo journey to Nirvana.I was exhausted just watching her, but my own lust was enough to keep my cock at full attention. Besides witnessing such an intimate expression of sexual abandon, I had two questions in my head that would eventually require further investigation: Did she really not notice me up on the ladder? She never acknowledged my presence for even a second. And my other question was: Where did such a young girl come into possession of a vibrator?- – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Part 2I moved my ladder around to the front of my friend Joe’s house just in time to have the shade working in my favor. I busied myself with the task of finishing cleaning out his rain gutters. I will admit that my mind was still on the show I just enjoyed around back, whether or not it was intentional. I was lost in my own thoughts, and when I walked around the house to get an empty trash can, I was startled back to reality:”Oh! Uncle Billy, Uncle Billy?” I looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Charlene lying prone on a chaise lounge, leaning up and holding her electric blue bikini bra against her chest with one arm.”Would you help me?” she implored innocently enough. I walked toward her and saw that she was holding up a bottle of sunscreen. “Would you rub some of this on my back? I can’t reach,” she explained, a sweet look of helplessness on her face. Again, I couldn’t figure out if her request was born of young naiveté, or if I was being duped by this sly teen. Regardless, I reluctantly took the bottle from her hand. I already knew that her bra had been unhooked beforehand, and she had no qualms about presenting her bare back to my touch. I squirted a generous amount of sunscreen onto her back, and began to rub it in. Her tender skin was smooth and pliable and without blemish. It had been so long since I had touched such beautiful young skin. I knew I was playing with fire, but I couldn’t stop myself. I said nothing as I swirled my hand around her shoulders and worked my way down to the small of her back. Charlene seemed to be quite relaxed, and she laid her head on top of her folded arms. I don’t know what it is about girls who shed their tops and display their naked backs in public for all to see, but it is still something that gets me and every other red blooded male excited to see. And here I was, being asked to apply sunscreen to a sweet young person’s back, in the middle of a secluded yard on a hot summer’s day. Life is good, I thought. But I wasn’t quite aware of just how good life could be.As I did my best to make sure that my charge had the proper coverage of sunscreen, she reached down to her bikini bottom without looking, and undid the two side strings that held the piece intact. She didn’t just brazenly drop the whole bit of material down past her bottom, but she did show just the top of her bottom, if that makes any sense. It was just enough of her skin showing that caused my erection to stand at full attention once again. And, once again, I had to try to determine if she was acting innocently, or if she was playing me like a Stradivarius. For the moment, I didn’t care which. She had given me tacit approval to rub some more of the lotion a little closer to all of our desired destinations, and I was eager to oblige. When I had reached the point of questionable decency, I stood up abruptly, and announced that I had to be getting back to work. With a grown of disappointment, Charlene acquiesced and thanked me for my help. I took the trash can and limped away, impeded by the stiff rod riding awkwardly in my pants.That evening, I was just heading out to the outside shower when Joe pulled in. I couldn’t wait to get rid of all the sweat and grime my body had accumulated during the day. Joe assured me that he and Charlene would get right on making dinner, and he thanked me for doing the work I had done for him. As I took my time showering, I could smell the burgers cooking on the grill. I fantasized how it would be if Charlene was up above me on a ladder, looking down and watching me masturbate. I had to admit, it probably wouldn’t have been quite as exciting as what had occurred earlier in the day. I thought about that little vixen pleasuring herself with her vibrator in the shower, and yet I still couldn’t decide if she was that innocent, or just that much of an accomplished tease.When I walked back into the house, the table was set and dinner was served. I didn’t realize how much of an appetite I had worked up, until I realized I hadn’t eaten all day. I scarfed down a couple of burgers and various accompanying side dishes until I was bloated and sated. The cold beers didn’t hurt either.When I looked up from my plate, I was astonished to see the TV on, Joe in his chair, and his daughter sitting on his lap, her arms wrapped around his neck. Talk about a flashback! I was taken aback completely. It was unseemly enough back in the day, but now it just seemed completely creepy. I was so shocked; I was worried about keeping my meal down. I popped up and cleared the table, and began to wash the dishes in silence. The two of them seemed oblivious to anything other than their own reverie, if that’s what it was. All of a sudden, I felt like an intruder. I shouldn’t be watching this, I thought to myself.As I dried the last dish, I saw Joe excuse himself, and make his way to the shower inside the bathroom. When the door closed behind him, I motioned Charlene over, and I whispered that I’d like for her to come see me in my room after her dad retired for the night. She nodded enthusiastically. I wasn’t sure if she had any idea why I wanted to talk to her in private. But time would tell.When Joe emerged, all clean and refreshed, he told us that he was tired, and he would be going to his room. Charlene and I nodded and wished him a good night. She then stood up and announced that she had to rinse all that sunscreen off, and she headed for the shower. I took it as my clue to retire to my room also. (Charlene’s and my room were next to each other on one side of the house, while Joe’s was on the other side.)I lay on top of my bed covers, listening to the shower and picturing Charlene under the spray, feeling up her tight body, and probably pleasuring herself again, while she was at it. My erection reemerged, but I tried to ignore it. I was determined to have a serious talk with this young lady, and I didn’t want any distractions.After the shower turned off, I was surprised at how much time had elapsed before the bathroom door finally opened and the light was turned off. The quiet tapping at my door erased all my previous concerns. I jumped up and opened it. And then I understood: Charlene stepped confidently into my room, and I closed the door behind her.She was dressed in a partially opened thin white summer robe, barely concealing a delicate pink negligee and what looked to be matching lace panties. Her hair had been blow dried and brushed out, and her smiling face was radiant. Immediately, I was alarmed that I may have sent her the wrong message. I didn’t want to hurt her feelings, but I meant to say what was on my mind.I spun her around gingerly, and sat her down on the side of my bed, while I took a seat at the desk. Sensing a vibe that she didn’t quite understand, she crossed her legs and pulled her robe around her body. Her arms were crossed in a defensive position.”Charlene, I asked you to come in here tonight because I wanted to ask you a few questions,” I started out, being intentionally vague. She nodded silently.”I couldn’t help but notice that you still sit on your dad’s lap.” Again she nodded in acknowledgement.”I’m concerned about, er… it’s just that…well; don’t you think you might be a little too old for that sort of thing now?” I asked.She cocked her head and looked at me like she had no idea what I was implying. Again, she was a master of duplicity.I just wonder if you have any idea what that does to your dad?” It was obvious that she put me on the defensive. She was winning this discussion and she hadn’t said a word yet.Again, she gave me that look of ignorance as to the direction of my questions. But at least she finally did reply:”Daddy has never told me to stop,” she reasoned. “Well, perhaps by now maybe he should have said something,” I replied. “What do you mean, Uncle Billy?” she asked, sounding genuinely concerned. “Okay, honey, let me put it this way: what is the first thing he does whenever he asks you to get up?”She looked at me, not having a clue what I was getting at.”Doesn’t he go right in and take a shower?” I blurted out in frustration. She nodded her agreement.”And what do you think he does in there, besides get clean?” Another blank look from her…and finally:”Oh! You mean that he…uh, you know, satisfies himself?” It was apparently a revelation to her.”Exactly!” I blurted out in exasperation. “Charlene, all these years, and you never knew the effect you were having on him? You’ve been sitting on his lap since you were a baby. Don’t you remember a few years back when we were visiting, and you told us how you ‘loved to get your daddy hot’?” I finally got it out. She stared ahead blankly. “No…no, I don’t remember that!” she exclaimed, frowning. “You’ve been turning him on all these years, sweetheart,” I explained as gently as I could.”He…he never said anything to me,” Charlene explained, “I had no idea!””Charlene, tell me something. And please be honest: have you and your dad ever done anything…sexual with each other?” I asked, hesitantly, and with great gravity.”What? Me and daddy? Ewww, NO! GROSS!” she shot back. “Oh, that’s disgusting, no! Me and daddy? Yuck! That would be so wrong! No Never!” she assured me. She stood up and began to pace the small room in dismay.”Ok, ok, you’ve convinced me. But you must know how attractive you are, and how you’re growing up to be so…beautiful. You have to learn to be aware of how you affect people,” I explained gently. She calmed down some, silently nodding, but deep in thought.”Now, while I’m asking some rather personal questions, may I ask you a few more?” She nodded her assent, even as she still seemed lost in her thoughts. “Are you still a virgin?” I asked. I figured, while I had opened this can of worms, I might as well try to find out more.”Yes! Er…no. Well, not exactly. Uh, I guess it all depends,” she said cryptically.”Depends on what?””Well, on your definition of the word ‘virginity’,” she explained, baiting me. “If you’re asking me if I’ve ever been fucked in my pussy by a real cock, then, the answer is no, I haven’t.” She sat down on the bed, bouncing in defiance.Her blunt words cascaded over me, and my penis tingled, along with my naughty mind. I hoped that she would continue to answer my intimate questions. She sure had my full attention.”Are you okay with my questions?” I asked her directly. “Of course, Uncle Billy, I’ve always felt comfortable around you.””Okay then, why are you saying you ‘may be a virgin’, then?” I asked, trying to gain some clarity.”Well, just that I’ve had some, er, experiences, but I have never gone all the way like that.””Would you like to explain?” I asked.”Well, okay, fine,” she let out a long sigh of resignation. “When I was younger, I had trouble nodding off sometimes, and my mom would give me back rubs to help me relax. But, when she started working the night shift, she gave that job to Ron.””And who might this Ron be?” I asked her.”My step-father,” she replied in exasperation.”Oh, right, sorry,” I responded quickly, “go on.””At first, he would do the same thing as mommy, rubbing my back over top of my pajamas. But after we started to be more comfortable with each other, he told me it would feel better if I lifted my shirt up so he could rub my bare back. I wasn’t nervous. And he was right, it did feel better that way,” she smiled up at me impishly.I was beginning to see where this was going: good old Ron was playing it smooth as silk, biding his time. Neither one of them was going anywhere soon, so what was the hurry?”Things went on the same way for a long time. And on weekends, when mommy was off from work, she began to rub my bare back too. But, after a while longer, Ron started running his fingers under the elastic of my pajama bottoms too. It felt a little naughty, but I didn’t say anything.”I could feel the blood rushing up to my head, as I was getting more and more turned on by her narrative. I wanted to go after this Ron guy and punch him out, but I also wanted her to slow down and give me all the juicy details too. It was fair to wonder who was the bigger pervert, Ron or me.”Go on, sweetheart.” “Well, it was summertime by then, and all I had was a fan in my window, so Ron suggested I take off my pj’s altogether, and I would feel cooler in just my panties. Plus, that way, he could rub my legs too. It made perfect sense to me, so I took them off. I’m not gonna lie, it felt kind of exciting lying there in front of Ron in just my panties, but he didn’t seem like it was a big deal.”So, now he was rubbing my back, sliding his hands down the sides of my hips, and rubbing my legs too. It felt great. I tried to stay as still as I could, but his massaging really got me excited. I noticed he kept avoiding rubbing my bottom on the way down, and I asked him why. He just mumbled something about taking things slow, and he went about his business.””Did you notice anything about his…ah…bulge?” I asked, aware that I was shamelessly ‘leading the witness’.”You mean the bulge in his shorts?” she laughed and blushed a little, “At first I didn’t know what it was. It took me a little while before I figured it out.””What did you think about it when you figured out what it was?” I asked.”I loved it!” she giggled, and then caught herself: “Oh, you mean like, why did I think it got big? Well, to be honest, I didn’t understand until later.””Later?” I asked.”Well, after a few times, I was frustrated that he kept avoiding my bottom when he massaged me. It was like there was something wrong with it or something. So, one night I suggested that I was sure it would help me relax if only he would rub my butt when his hands came down that way. Ron laughed a funny kind of laugh after I said it, but he said he would do it if that’s what I wanted, and I agreed eagerly.”His big strong hands felt so good as he gently ran them over my round bottom and then down my legs. As he got more relaxed, he would sometimes run his hands down the sides of my hips, and his fingertips would slip through either side of the elastic on my panties. It tickled at first, and made me giggle. He immediately pulled back and asked me if I was okay, like he was really paranoid or something. I told him I was just fine, and called him ‘silly’. This seemed to relax him again, and he got back to his routine. “After that, he seemed more at ease rubbing me, and on one of his times of rubbing my bottom, he hesitated a little, and kind of gently spread my cheeks apart before heading down my legs. I thought it was a little weird at first, but I did have to admit that the cool air that rushed into my crack felt good when he did it. “One night was kind of odd: it was a weekend night, I remember, because mommy was home. But instead of her rubbing my back, Ron showed up instead. He told me that mommy had a headache and needed to lie down, and that she sent him to take her place. I was fine with that, as Ron and I had a pretty good bond by then. I lie there wearing just my panties as usual, and Ron took his place on the side of the bed. He began his ritual, and I could feel myself relaxing already after just a few runs up and down my body. “When his hands spread my ass cheeks open a little, I must have squirmed some after I felt the cool air between them. This must have made him brave or something, because the next time down, he slipped both his hands past the sides of my panties and laid them on my bare butt, rubbing and squeezing my cheeks. I gasped in surprise, and he pulled them out right away. ‘No! No! It’s okay. I was just…er…surprised, that’s all,’ I said, trying to reassure him.”Well, I guess that’s all the help he needed from me, because the next time down, he stopped completely at my butt and lightly traced the crack of my ass up and down over top of my panties several times. I froze for fear of having him pull away again. It felt so good, and I didn’t want to discourage him. I must have opened my legs a little, even if it wasn’t on purpose, and the next thing I knew, he traced the line right down and across the line of my pussy too. I groaned out loud. I couldn’t help it! And my legs spread themselves open even more, making him run his finger up and down my crotch harder and faster. By now, I was writhing all over the bed, moaning a lot, and he finally put his other hand over my mouth and shushed me, so I wouldn’t wake up my mom. I kept quiet, so he would keep doing it to me. I was beside myself when his finger finally slipped into my panties and he ran his bare finger over my wet pussy lips.”I remember grabbing my pillow in a death grip and burying my face into it as I felt his fingertip flicking my clit, and then penetrating me down there. I was on fire, and I bounced up on my knees and wiggled my bottom shamelessly as he stood behind me and drilled my quivering cunt with two fingers, as fast and deep as he could go, until he saw my whole body from the waist down shake and shudder, as I orgasmed for the first time with someone besides myself.”Wow, I was shaking some myself, just from hearing her description. I noticed a sparkle in her eye, as she figured she had me under her spell. So, I had to think fast and find a way of diffusing this volatile atmosphere in the room.”So, does your mother know about all this?” I asked. I could see the life going out of her eyes, like the air leaking out tuzla ukraynalı escort of a balloon.”Mommy? Oh no, of course not! Well, er, I don’t think so, anyway. Um…I’m not really sure, actually,” she stammered, as she tried to decide the correct answer.”Would you care to explain yourself, Charlene?””Oh, I know, I know how it must sound to you. But it’s complicated! For some reason, mommy was really nice to me the next morning. Ron had to go in to work early, and it was just mommy and me eating breakfast together. She held my hand with both of hers and asked me if I was alright with everything. I told her I was fine, and she seemed relieved. Later on that morning, she told me she had been going through some of her old things, and asked me if I wanted one of her old negligées – this pink one that I’m wearing, in fact – and I said yes. I asked her why it still had the tags on it, and she looked surprised. She hesitated a little and stuttered something about it being old, but she had never worn it before because she didn’t like how it looked on her, so it was actually kind of new after all! I just nodded my head and thanked her for it. I thought it was cute how she was still trying to dress me up, just like in the old days of the beauty pageants she used to enter me in.””So do you believe her?” I asked.”Well, I’m pretty sure it’s new. I’d been all through her stuff a million times, and I never saw this nightie before. I really like it, so what’s the diff? Do you like it, Uncle Billy?” She grinned and blushed at the same time.”Of course I do, Charlene, but let’s get back to our conversation,” I gently guided her.”Okay, well, everything seemed to be back to normal again. Except now Ron was giving me a backrub and an orgasm every night before bed. It felt great! I couldn’t wait to lie down on my bed and feel his thick fingers slide into my hot wet opening and jerk hard, back and forth inside me. He got me off in a matter of minutes.”Then, on the next weekend my mom said she was tired and wanted to go to bed early, so would it be alright if Ron gave me my backrub. I said ‘sure’, and mommy suggested I wear my new negligee for him. It sounded good to me. I thought it might help Ron to think of some new things to add to our routine. And I was right.””It looks like you were getting pretty good at this,” I said, chuckling softly. Charlene’s eyes got big and a guilty smile crossed her face, but she said nothing. “Ron said he liked my nightgown and then he started his usual massage. He got to my favorite part, where he worked his fingers under my silky pink panties, and started twirling his fingertip around my clit. As I moaned, I thought I heard one of the floor boards creak in the hallway outside my room, but I couldn’t be sure. I didn’t spend too much time thinking about it, because our big moment was coming up soon. Or so I thought: instead, Ron whispered in my ear to roll over on my back. ‘Something new’, I thought, and I flipped over like he told me to do. I could hardly contain my excitement! Ron knelt at the foot of the bed, pushed my legs up to my chest and whispered for me to hold them there. I felt his fingers grab each side of my thin pink panties, and pull them down over my ass, and up my legs to my knees. I trembled in anticipation, and I watched him lean over between my legs and put his mouth on my pussy. I couldn’t help but squeal a little, and he put his hand over my mouth. He looked me in the eyes and just shook his head back and forth. I got the message. Now I just concentrated on feeling his tongue lick me all over down there, and then run it in and out of my hole. Sometimes he would lock his lips on me and just suck my juices out. I came in record time. It was the best feeling ever! But, when I looked up after we were done, I noticed that my bedroom door was open a crack, and I was sure I had shut it tight after Ron came in.”I don’t know how my door had gotten that way, but the next day, my mom was all lovey-dovey again. She asked me again if everything was okay, and I nodded my head. And then she asked me if Ron liked my negligee, and I nodded again. I though her questions were kind of strange. Later that day, mommy asked me if I found any new presents lately under my pillow. I said ‘no’ and she told me I should go look again to make sure. I found this white plastic thing in a fancy box with a clear lid on it. It said “massager” on the box, and there were 3 big batteries next to it. Mommy told me that it might help Ron with his massages.””So, it seems like you may have figured some things out…” I suggested vaguely.”Like what?” she asked, looking at me with that innocent face she was so good at conjuring up.”Like about your mom?” I hinted.”Like what about my mom?” She asked, changing her facial expression to: clueless. I just looked at her in frustration, and she finally woke up.”Oh, that she probably knows what’s been going on with Ron? Maybe, I guess.”I could see that this was quite enough for one night’s conversation.”Okay, thanks for such stimulating conversation, Charlene, but it’s getting late now, so let’s call it a night, shall we? I have a lot of work to do tomorrow for your dad.””Oh, okay, I understand. I guess I could use my beauty rest too. Good night, Uncle Billy.””Good night honey,” I said. We stood up and hugged. Her body felt so hot in my arms. But I knew it was time to stop for tonight. She stretched up on her tiptoes and kissed me on my cheek. “Thanks for listening, Uncle Billy,” she whispered.- – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Part 3After she slipped out of my room, I couldn’t get to my swollen dick fast enough. I banged one out that was incredibly strong, with a big payload to boot. I hadn’t orgasmed like that since back in the old days, when I was ‘young, dumb, and full of cum’. When I got up to use the bathroom, I quietly walked past Charlene’s bedroom. Her light was still on, and I could easily make out the steady hum of her vibrator. No doubt, it was the same one she had used outside in the shower: the one her mom had put under her pillow.I pondered Charlene’s complicated situation in my mind: her father says nothing to admonish her for writhing around shamelessly on his lap; her stepfather is giving her regular massages that end in orgasms; and now her mother is apparently getting off on the whole idea, as well as aiding and abetting with ‘gifts’ that are designed to encourage her new husband to further take advantage of the girl. I began to think about hatching a plan of my own.By the time I came out of the bathroom, Charlene’s light was off, and her room was quiet. I slipped into my own bed and was out before I knew it. It was one of the most restful slumbers that I could remember. Maybe it was the salt air, or perhaps it was the sex in the air.When I awoke, Joe was already up, eating a bowl of cereal. I joined him, and we discussed my jobs for the day. Charlene didn’t get up until well after Joe had left for work. I jumped right into my chores, taking advantage of the cooler morning temperature. I started by digging up a wild tree next to the outside shower that had grown so fast, it was over ten feet tall already. I had already cut it down a few times in the past, but it kept sprouting up again as if to defy me. This time, I not only cut it down, but I dug it out by the roots to make sure it wouldn’t miraculously pop back up again.That done, I went about replacing the hinges on the saloon-type doors that led into the changing room in front of the shower. That salt air was brutal on metal, and the old hinges were rusted so badly, the doors would hardly swing anymore. As I looked up, I was startled to see Charlene wrapped in a towel and clutching a handful of red material that I assumed would be transformed into a skimpy bikini after her shower.”Good morning, Uncle Billy!” she called out cheerily, “do you mind if I take a shower?” “It’s fine by me, sweetheart, but you can see I am fixing these doors,” I pointed out.”That’s okay, I don’t mind!” she called out over her shoulder. The only thing now between her and me was the flimsy shower curtain. I heard the water go on, and tried to concentrate on my work. I couldn’t help but look towards the shower, and sure enough, the curtain was open about six inches. At this point, it didn’t really surprise me. But I still couldn’t figure out if she was being innocently absent minded, or sly like the fox she was.I couldn’t see her whole body, but she showed me regular glimpses of her long legs and her bent-over ass. I was having trouble just walking around with this stiff stick appendage pushing against my work shorts. Damn, she was hot! I couldn’t stop looking at her.All of a sudden I hear a shriek coming from her direction. The shower gets turned off abruptly; I see a bath towel swinging wildly in the air, and the shower curtain is flung back in a panic:”Uncle Billy! Come quickly!”I dropped my screw driver and rushed towards her. “What’s the matter, Charlene?”Pointing at the wall, she exclaimed: “Right there! The biggest spider you’ve ever seen! Kill it!”I took a few steps towards the “spider” and laughed.”Honey, it’s not a spider, it’s a Daddy Long Legger. He’s harmless!” I declared.”Okay, then kill it!” she demanded, as she half-heartedly struggled to keep her slim body covered with her towel.I picked up the scary intruder by his leg and carefully walked him outside and released him. In the process, I noticed Charlene staring at my crotch. Of course, it was my perpetual hard-on pushing its way toward the front of my shorts. I chuckled to myself, as I thought of a church I could open: “Our Lady of Perpetual Erections”.Curious what she might come up with next, I walked back into the shower area, pretending to be looking for any more intrusive “spiders”. She wrapped her towel around her torso a little tighter, but she didn’t stop staring at my bulge.”Are you okay now, Charlene?””Er, yeah…I mean like: wow! Look at that! I mean, um…can I see it?” she inquired. “See what?” I replied. Two could play her ‘innocent’ game, I reasoned.”Your, uh…your cock, Uncle Billy!” she blurted out in exasperation. “Whoa now, young lady, not so fast!” “But, but, I’ve never seen one so hard as yours,” she pleaded.”Oh, what about Ron’s? You never did tell me what happened with his cock,” I reminded her.”Oh yes, well when I tried to touch his, he slapped my hand away, and he told me it was off limits. He said it was for my mom only.””Hmmm, I see. So you figure I’m more reasonable than Ron?” I asked her.”Well, no…or I mean yes! Yes! We are a lot closer to each other. And you are definitely more understanding!” She seemed to be trying hard to make her point.Seizing my opportunity, I acquiesced: “Well, okay. I guess it won’t hurt for you to take a look,” I said evenly, as I undid my belt and dropped my shorts. My hard cock sprang out, and her eyes got really wide. Her jaw dropped, and she reached out to touch it. I stepped back quickly and pulled my pants up. The look of shock and disappointment enveloped her face immediately.”But…””You said you wanted to see it. You didn’t say anything about touching it,” I explained calmly.”But, I’ve never touched one, Uncle Billy,” she whined.”Well, I’m not even sure I can trust you yet, Charlene. You know I could get in big trouble if someone found out,” I cautioned.”Oh, Uncle Billy, of course you can trust me! I wouldn’t tell anybody, honest!” “Hmmm, well you told me all about you and Ron…” I pointed out.”Well, yeah…I mean, that’s because I trust you!” she reasoned. I had to laugh at her logic.”Okay, here’s what we’ll do: I’ll let you touch it if you swear to do everything I tell you to do for as long as I’m here. Deal?””Okay: Deal!” she answered without hesitation, her gaze never leaving my crotch.I had her: hook, line, and sinker. And she had no idea what I had in mind for her. I undid my shorts again, and let them drop to the floor. My cock stood proudly in front of me. Her eyes lit up. She was immediately mesmerized. She nervously reached out and wrapped her hand around it gingerly; while she clasped her towel tightly around her frame with her other hand. “It’s…it’s so hard! And bigger than what I expected!” she declared. She was giddy with unbridled excitement. She got bolder, and gave it a little squeeze. Then a bigger squeeze. Soon she was gently pumping it up and down, and I was feeling my knees turn to jelly. I pried her fingers off the shaft and dropped her hand.”Okay, that’s enough of that for now,” I admonished. She seemed disappointed, but she didn’t protest.”Wow, Uncle Billy, thanks! It must feel so good to have it…” her voice trailed off.”Oh, Charlene, that’s another thing: I may be a little more liberal than Ron is with his cock, but there is one thing I do agree with him about: It’s not my place to take your virginity either, so you can get that thought out of your mind, do you understand?” I warned her sternly. She seemed crestfallen, and looked down at the floor dejectedly.”Cheer up, honey, there are a lot of other things we can do that you will enjoy,” I reassured her.”So, what do you want me to do now?””Okay, get er…dressed, and then come out to the big shed. We are going to clean it out together,” I said dryly. The look on her face was priceless. She wanted to pout and complain in the worst way, but she had agreed to do whatever I told her, so she forced herself to remain silent.I went out to the shed and opened up the doors and windows. It was a big storage room, actually. It even housed a couple of old wooden chairs and a small table. It was presently stuffed full of Joe’s parents’ old clothes. They had both passed away years ago, but Joe could never bring himself to get rid of the clothes. He asked me to bag them up and donate them to the Salvation Army in town. He needed some extra storage space for his own clothes and all the stuff he’d accumulated over the years.I checked the shelf to make sure my small camera was switched to video, so all I had to do was push the start button and it would record whatever might happen. I had a whole roll of plastic trash bags, and I started to fill one with clothes, when Charlene ambled inside, looking completely unmotivated. I hardly noticed her sullen mood, because I couldn’t take my eyes off her and her tiny red bikini that probably weighed no more than an ounce or two, tops. The bra barely covered her moderate breasts, and the bikini bottom was nothing but a bunch of shiny red string with a small triangle patch covering her womanhood. She looked around, seemingly disinterested. “Wow, look at all these antique clothes!” she said, laughing sarcastically. This looks like a wardrobe on a movie set from back in the Roaring Twenties or something!” she declared, as she began to rifle through the outfits hanging on either side of the shed. “Check out all these ties of Grandpa’s! There must be a krillion of them!” she exclaimed, her mood seeming to lighten up some.”Do you see any ties that you like?” I asked vaguely.”Like? What do you mean, ‘Like’? Any that I would like to wear?” She seemed confused by my question, as I stuffed more clothes into the bag.”Well, yeah, sort of…like wearing one as a blindfold, and maybe some other ones around your wrists and ankles,” I suggested. It took a few seconds for it to sink in.”Oh! You mean to tie me up with? Oh, Uncle Billy, no one has ever done that to me before!” She didn’t actually agree, but she started leafing through the collection of ties, pulling one out here and there, then another one, and pretty soon she had a small pile of potential restraints. This was going to be fun, I thought, now that I had her attention.”Look under this side: see all those boxes under there? They are filled with your grand mom’s shoes. Check them out. Some of them might fit you,” I explained.Her eyes got wide and she quickly knelt down and began to pull out shoebox after shoebox of vintage shoes. She slid one of the chairs over and sat down to try on her favorite selections. I was sufficiently amused by her new found enthusiasm, and I kept working while I watched her feverishly go through tons of shoes and try them on. When I heard her whistle, I stopped and looked to see what caught her eye. She pulled out a pair of black patent leather spiked high heels. They looked brand new. She tried them on, and they fit her perfectly.”Leave them on,” I ordered sternly, “can you stand up in them without breaking your ankles?”She stood up unsteadily, but successfully. Immediately, her young frame was transformed into that of a sophisticated, classic beauty. I was so stunned; I dropped my bag and approached her. I picked up one of the ties from her favorite pile and tied it around her head, covering her eyes. I left her standing there while I repositioned the chair and secretly turned on my camera. I went back for her, and helped her navigate the few steps to the chair. I slipped around in front of her and sat down. I guided her closer to me, and had her straddle my closed legs as she remained standing in her sexy heels. She was wobbly at first as she adjusted her stance.”Keep your hands on my shoulders and don’t move them, no matter what. Remain standing at all times, do you understand?” I instructed. She nodded her head in silence. I hesitated for a few seconds while she awaited her fate. I had no idea if she knew what was going to happen next, but she was about to get paid back for all her ‘innocent’ teasing. I could feel my heart thumping in my chest, and I had yet to begin.I slowly ran my hands up and down her almost naked body. I felt the curves of her hips, her taut, almost nonexistent waist, her smooth legs which quivered in anticipation, and her long, silky hair. I felt her perfect body for several long minutes before I abruptly pushed her flimsy top up over her firm breasts, boldly exposing them to my greedy eyes fully for the first time. I ran my fingers gently across them, grazing her already hard nipples, which caused a shudder to run up my spine. I heard her gasp as I cupped her mounds in my hands and squeezed them firmly enough to cause her to inhale audibly. I could feel her nipples getting hard immediately.I worked my way down to her waist, and teased my way around the strings that pretended to be her bikini bottom. I grabbed both of her bare ass cheeks in my hands and separated them, playfully running my finger up and down the lone string between her buttocks. I brought my hands around to the triangle patch in front, and allowed my fingers to slide under the tiny piece of material covering her slick pussy. She inhaled deeply again, as I let my fingers roam around her smoothly shaved love mound. I could feel her fingers grasp my shoulders tightly, as I teased her clit with my index finger.My cock was literally throbbing at that point, and I wanted to plant it deep inside her young quivering pussy in the worst way, but I kept my composure. Instead, I spread my legs open a few inches, causing her to have to open her stance as she was straddling my knees. She was about as vulnerable as she could be now, and I untied her side strings and slowly slipped her bikini bottom completely off. I ran my hands all over her naked ass and her wet labia, and I glided my finger deep into her soaked pussy with ease. Her legs buckled at first, but she was able to regain her equilibrium, as I added my middle finger as well. I felt her hands squeeze my shoulders, as I spread my legs a few more inches, causing her to readjust her stance and open up wider for me.”Oh My God, Uncle Billy! Oh, jeez, I’m going to explode!” she announced, almost yelling. I was immediately encouraged, and I began to pick up speed and depth with my fingers doing the work that I wished my cock was doing. Still, it was with great pleasure to watch her enthusiastically succumb to a colossal finger fucking that had her writhing wildly, even as she struggled to stay standing in those shiny black heels. Nothing was going to get in the way of her impending orgasm, and she bucked against my fingers as hard as she could, even as her grip on my shoulders stiffened. My whole hand was soaking wet when her spasms subsided and her body went limp with exhaustion. I slowly slid my fingers out and put them to her lips. She instinctively opened her mouth and accepted my warm, juicy digits into her hot mouth. She sucked them clean as she struggled to breathe through her mouth, and then she collapsed on my lap, trying desperately to control her breathing. I held onto her for several minutes, and it was really like holding a bit of heaven in my arms. Her skin was so soft and smooth and warm in my arms, and to hear her breathing so deeply and desperately as a result of my actions was very rewarding indeed. And we were just beginning.- – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – -Part 4I would have been content to have stayed in that one spot with my arms wrapped around this hot little nymph, but my devious mind was already thinking of other possible things I could teach her, now that she was willing to do whatever I told her to do. But before I could move on, reality presented itself:”Gosh, Uncle Billy, that was unbelievable! But, um, if you don’t mind, I have to pee,” she said almost apologetically.”Okay, sure, Charlene,” I said as I helped her to stand up so that I could stand as well. I flicked the camera off and then removed her blindfold. She blinked her eyes and looked around for something to wear.”Here, throw this dress on,” I said as I pulled something from the rack. By now, I could see that she was struggling to keep from peeing right there in the shed. “And you can leave the heels,” I added. She slipped the garment over her head and it didn’t quite cover her bare ass.””This isn’t a dress, it’s just a blouse!” she announced.I looked up and smiled: “Oh, so it is! Well, you’d better hurry before you have an accident! And while you’re at it, bring us back a couple bottles of water.” She nodded and started out of the shed, but I grabbed her by the arm: “And also bring that massager your mom gave you too,” and then I let her go. I grabbed the camera and flicked it on. It followed her as she made her way through the yard to the back door, her fine little naked ass swaying in plain view underneath the blouse. While she was away, I took the opportunity to switch batteries in the camera; just to be sure it wouldn’t die out on me. The camera’s video feature took a lot more power than taking regular still pictures. “So, what did you think of being blindfolded?” I asked her when she sashayed back to the shed and handed me one of the water bottles and the white vibrator. “It was kind of fun, but I thought you were going to tie me up too,” she answered, sounding disappointed. Her eyes were glued to my crotch, which showed my full blown bulge, which had grown stiffer just since she had returned.”Well, you needn’t be in such a hurry,” I admonished, as I pulled the small table away from the wall. “I have a couple of ideas that you might like.””Oh, Uncle Billy, tell me! I’ll do whatever you say!” she gushed with such fervor, it gave me chills.”Put your heels back on and come over to the table, and we’ll see what happens next,” I told her rather mysteriously, “and leave the blouse on.” I gathered up a handful of her grandfather’s old neckties, and stood by the table as she approached. Silently I bent her body over until her chest rested on the table, and commenced to bind each of her wrists to the corresponding table leg.”This is exciting already!” she exclaimed. Next, I moved around to the other side and did the same with her ankles, spreading her legs wide. Finally, I retied her blindfold into place. I stood up and admired my handiwork. I made sure the camera was at the proper angle and turned it on. I stood behind her and lifted the blouse up to the small of her back, exposing her clenched buttocks to the camera. I gently rubbed her back, squeezed her ass cheeks, and ran my hands tantalizingly down her legs, causing her to moan contentedly.”Oh God, Uncle Billy, I’m shaking all over, and you haven’t even started!” she gushed enthusiastically.I decided to warm her up a bit more by using the vibrator on her moist labia and clit, causing her to squirm around some until she settled down and reveled in the sensuous feeling of the vibrations subtly coursing through her hormone heightened loins. I grabbed the camera in my other hand before I dropped down to my knees and stared at her sex up close. I pointed the camera towards her vulnerable bits and slowly worked the device into her vagina, a little deeper with each motion. She wiggled her butt in appreciation, and I fucked her cunt with the toy pretty intensely for a few minutes before I abruptly removed it altogether and just as she was working her way towards another orgasm.”Hey! What?” she blurted out in protest. I said nothing as I repositioned the camera back on the nearby shelf. I placed the vibrator next to the camera and knelt behind her outstretched legs. I squeezed and kneaded her eager buttocks with both hands, and she seemed to forgive me for interrupting her fun. That’s when I moved in closer. I spread her cheeks wide and gently licked her wet pussy, eliciting a deep groan that was low and dripping with sexual want. I teased her with my tongue, purposely tickling her bold clit with the tip as I continued to massage her cheeks. And then I worked my way up and ran my stiff tongue right up the crack of her quivering ass.”Whoa!” was all she said, but I knew she was surprised by the sensation. It was something new for her, and I was determined to make her first anal experience a memorable one. I attacked her forbidden passage without restraint, licking and sucking her ass, and then darting my tongue in and out with her ass cheeks spread as wide as possible. She writhed and thrashed against my now glistening face as I tongue-fucked her sweet asshole with all the finesse and power I could muster.”Oh, Christ, Uncle Billy! What are you…I never felt…Ron never…Oh God! That feels so fucking good!” she blurted out, as she shamelessly pushed back against my face.I tuzla rus escort reached over for the vibrator, and I pushed it deep into her dripping cunt as I continued to eat her ass. While she concentrated on the vibrator, I slid the tip of my index finger into her dark pucker. She let out a groan, half from confusion and half from ecstasy. I let her adjust to the new sensation before I pushed more of my finger in deeper, all the while continuing to fuck her cunt with the plastic toy. I knew she was getting close again, and so I backed off and stood up, despite the howls of protest from my bound subject. I was going to fuck her ass, but I thought she should have the opportunity to get my shaft nice and wet first. I didn’t want to hurt her, after all, and our saliva was the only lube we had at the time.I dropped my shorts, grabbed the camera and made my way around to the other side of the table. My eager cock was swinging and standing up as proudly as a teenager’s. When I steered the head toward her lips, I was afraid I might blow any second, so I knew I couldn’t linger if I planned to have her ass. I rubbed it against her lips and she knew what I was up to:”Oooooh!” she cooed, smiling and giggling lustily as she opened her mouth and invited me in. I made sure to aim the camera at her face perfectly.”No, honey, not your mouth. Not yet, anyway,” I said softly. Even though her eyes were covered, I could see the confusion on her face. “Just your tongue. Stick out your tongue and lick it. Get it all nice and wet and juicy…ah, yes, just like that! Good! Lick it up and down, oh yes, honey, that’s it! You’re doing a great job!” I declared, encouraging her. It felt so good having her velvety hot tongue making its way around my cock, getting me all wet. I was sure the close-up video would be great too. I nearly came right then and there, just watching her eager tongue working on my steaming erection. I could have just plunged my hard cock into her hot young mouth and exploded, but I was determined to fuck her virginal ass, so I didn’t linger. Once she had my shaft glisteningly wet, I moved back around and stood before her outstretched legs. Her sweet tender ass was at the perfect height and angle, and I wasted no time. I bent over and licked her brown entrance until she squirmed shamelessly.”Oh, Christ, Uncle Billy! That feels really good!” she declared. I stood upright and ran my stiff member up and down her ass crack, mixing her saliva with mine, and then I gently pushed the tip of my cock into her reluctant asshole. She obviously knew what my intention was, and she stayed completely still as I worked my shaft into her hot slick forbidden tunnel, an inch at a time. She said nothing, but I could hear her inhale deeply as she endured the invasion I had planned in my mind.”Are you okay?” I asked.”Y-yes, wow, yes, but it does hurt a little,” she confessed.”I know, sweetheart, but it will only be for a little while, and after that, you’ll love it,” I whispered reassuringly. A few seconds of silence followed:”I already love it, Uncle Billy,” she offered calmly, causing me to get even more aroused and determined to give her a memorable first ass fucking. Encouraged, I pushed into her with more authority, and even though she winced and pushed back against my advances, she allowed me to penetrate her ass deeper and deeper with each new thrust. Soon after, I was rocking back and forth, my full length disappearing into her nether region and then back out again before slamming into her once again. I had quite a bit of forward motion going on, and I pounded her tight little ass with complete abandon.I had wanted to pull out at the end and cum in her mouth, but it was too late for that: I emptied my hot load deeply into her rectum as she gasped and moaned her way to ecstasy.- – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – Part 5I looked at my watch and realized I hadn’t gotten much done in the way of helping my friend Joe. Not that I was complaining. I switched off my camera and proceeded to untie my sexy young charge, leaving her blindfold for last. As she blinked from the light that she had been denied, she stood up and wrapped her arms around me, squeezing me tight.”Thanks, Uncle Billy that was awesome! You really know how to show a girl a good time!””No, thank YOU, Charlene. You are the one who made this such a special time,” I countered. She smiled that knowing smile, tacitly acknowledging that she knew how much she turned me on.”So, what’s next?” she asked, apparently ready for more.”I want you to go down to the bay, after you put your bikini back on, of course,” I began. “Remember when you were younger and we used to go down there with our plastic bags in hand, and collect those beautiful stones we found on the beach?”Charlene grinned and nodded.”Well, I want you to take a bag with you, scoop up a handful of wet sand right from the water’s edge, and put it in the bag. Then, I want you to collect, oh say, thirty smooth round stones and put them in the bag. Understand?”She nodded, even as she tilted her head, not understanding. I handed her the two small pieces of flimsy material that constituted her bikini, and watched as she put them on. I was already back to stuffing more bags full of the vintage clothes that still hung on the racks. I was way behind. I watched her as she glided out of the shed and made her way down the street to the beach. I spent the next half hour feverishly loading clothes into bag after bag. I was determined to empty the shed of Joe’s parents’ old clothes if it was the last thing I did.Charlene got back from her stint at the bay quicker than I had anticipated, and I had to come up with something creative to occupy her so that I could continue to complete my mission.”Hello Uncle Billy, I’m back!” she sung out, grinning mischievously. She knew something was up, but she wasn’t sure what I had in mind. Give her credit though, because she was certainly up for trying new things, and apparently she placed her trust in me to see to it that she was enjoying her new adventures.I had filled about twenty large black plastic trash bags full of clothes by then, so I could afford some time to spend with Charlene. I had her lie down on her back on the table this time, and I proceeded to tie her arms to the table legs, and then I tied her legs bent up and touching her body, making her about as vulnerable as could be. I took the tie that served as her blindfold and put it into place without her so much as commenting. I silently placed the camera in such a position that it was focused on her shamelessly displayed pussy. My cock was already throbbing in anticipation, and pushing against my shorts.I brought one of the chairs around and sat between her bound legs. As I picked up the bag full of stones and wet beach sand, I peered down at her already wet sex and admired my handiwork. I dropped the plastic bag on the floor momentarily, and began to gently play with her smooth labia, rubbing her clit with my thumb. She wiggled under my touch.”Oh, Uncle Billy, you have such a way of turning a girl on!” she declared. I said nothing, but I penetrated her with two fingers, as I leaned forward and licked her clit at the same time. She groaned her approval immediately, and it didn’t take long for her to shudder and spasm from another orgasm. She was at that age where almost any type of physical stimulation caused her to orgasm, and I just loved to help her out with that. As for myself, I enjoyed getting off too, obviously, but there was no way I could match her orgasm for orgasm at my age. But I enjoyed getting her off every time.”Okay, now let’s see what we have here,” I said, as I picked up her bag full of beach treasures. I took a few fingers full of fine sand and rubbed them on her juicy pussy, eliciting a soft moan from my charge. Encouraged, I took more sand and pushed it into her love canal, causing even more animated groans of pleasure from her. Soon, I had pushed almost all the sand deep into her love orifice, and then I started with the stones. I inspected each stone for its smoothness, rejecting any that had a sharp edge of any kind. I pushed the first stone into her quivering cunt as deeply as I could get it, making her push her body up towards the foreign object penetrating her most vulnerable opening. One stone lead to another and pretty soon I had packed 20 stones into her pussy, mixed with the beach sand, rejecting the other ten stones as being too sharp and dangerous. She writhed and bucked against the intrusions, but she didn’t protest. I rubbed her clit with some of the leftover sand, sending her into another writhing climax. She was so easy to bring to orgasm that I began to feel like I should take all the credit.Remembering her vibrator, I turned it on to high and ran it all over her stone packed pussy, introducing the head past her labia, and then holding it on her clit until she came again. Wow, youth, I thought to myself: those raging teenage hormones at work. “Oh, Christ, Uncle Billy!” she almost shouted out, as she calmed down from her latest taste of ecstasy. By the time she had settled down, I had moved around to the other side of the table and stood behind her head. She sighed as I slowly ran my fingers through her hair. I cradled her head in my hands and leaned over and kissed her sexy young lips. I didn’t know how much experience she had with actual kissing, but she responded positively to my tongue penetrating her hot mouth. Soon our tongues were doing the time-honored love dance in unison. I slowly ran my hands down the sides of her face, and curled my fingers gently around her throat, pressing my thumbs on it ever so slightly. After a few minutes of deep kissing, my back started hurting, and I broke away and stood up.”Wow that was really great, Uncle Billy! Your kisses really turn me on,” she sighed contentedly. Emboldened by her compliment, I seized upon the spontaneous act of grabbing hold of her blouse and ripping it straight down her torso until it lay open fully, exposing her erect nipples. I cupped each of her modest breasts in my hands, and squeezed them slightly. She let out a lustful moan as I felt her up, but when I leaned over and took each nipple in my mouth and sucked on them, she could hardly contain herself:”OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH, UNCLE BILLY! YES! YES! SUCK MY TITTIES! DAMN, HELL YES! MMMMMMM!” Her body writhed and lurched under my sucking mouth, and I heard a few of the beach stones pop out of her straining pussy and drop onto the floor. Cripes, I had almost forgotten that she was still stuffed full of wet, sandy stones that must have been itchy by now. Apparently, in all the excitement, she had forgotten about them as well.”Sweetie, have you ever heard of ‘deep throating’?” I asked, as my spasming cock hovered just inches above her mouth.”Well, yes I have, but I’ve never tried it,” she replied enthusiastically, “Ron wouldn’t let me…oh, you already know all about that,” she remembered.”Yes, well now’s your chance, if you are interested,” I answered. She nodded her head excitedly. “I’ll try my best to explain it to you,” I told her. “See how I am wrapping my hands around your throat?” She nodded again. “Okay, see how my thumbs are resting on it? Well, that’s the spot that my cock will reach if you can deep throat it,” I explained.”Now, you are going to want to gag, unless you keep taking deep breaths, breathe through you nose, and keep swallowing my shaft until it passes your tonsils. I’ll go slowly to give you time to get adjusted to it, but you’ll soon see that it’s really pretty easy as long as you keep breathing and swallowing like I tell you, understand?”She smiled and opened her mouth wide, as I quietly took my camera in hand and pointed it at her unsuspecting face. I stepped closer, and I pointed my cock head at her inviting mouth. I let her lick the helmet, and I told her about the sensitive spot under the head, and how guys liked having it licked by a satiny young tongue like hers. As she took the hint and began to lick there, I made sure I had a good camera angle that would show her sweet tongue swirling around, getting me hotter and stiffer. I set the camera up above her face on a high shelf, and then I pulled her body towards me. She didn’t miss a beat the whole time. There was enough slack in her bindings that I was able to pull her head off the table entirely. I held it in my hands, lowering it slightly so that my screaming cock was lined up perfectly.”Okay, Charlene, are you ready to try it?” Smiling widely, she answered: “Oh, yeah!”Without a second of hesitation, I slowly filled her mouth with my quivering manhood. I watched as she endeavored to accept as much of my shaft as she could. My grip on her head got tighter, as my cock head neared the back of her throat. She choked a little, and I pulled back some, allowing her to catch her breath.”Okay? Ready?” I asked her, and she nodded and smiled. I pushed forward once again and slowly filled her mouth up, pulling back so she could get used to the feeling of a stiff rod driving intrusively deep into her mouth. I got a good rhythm going, and I could hear her breathing heavily through her nose. I could feel the head of my cock banging against the back of her throat, and she didn’t seem to have any more trouble accepting it.Finally, I squeezed her throat with both hands, and pushed my shaft past her tonsils and into her throat. Her entire body tensed up as I could feel my cock head under my thumbs. I was deep into her throat, and I barely pulled back before I pushed my hips forward and watched my entire shaft disappear down her throat. This time, I went in as far as it could go, and again her body tensed up so much that several more stones popped out of her pussy and fell to the floor. But, she didn’t choke or gag, which I found remarkable. I kept plunging in and backing off only now I wasn’t so gentle. I fucked her young throat vigorously, and there was just something about the excitement of feeling my shaft pass my thumbs that were gripping her throat. As she settled down and allowed me to fuck her deep down her throat, I looked down and saw that her face was awash in her own saliva. Seeing her face like that, and watching as she valiantly showed her mettle, I knew I was about to blow my load, and I warned her to start swallowing.I held her head tightly and banged her throat mercilessly, as intense spurt after spurt of my hot seed filled her throat. As I neared the end, I slid my cock back out of her throat and squirted my last offering into her mouth. I loved cumming down her throat, but I also wanted her to have the experience of tasting some jizz, probably for the first time ever. I kept my softening member in her mouth, and she busied herself with cleaning off any remaining love juice from my cock. It was the best and strongest orgasm I had ever experienced: at least as far as my memory would serve me. I finally pulled out of her mouth and released her from her bonds and her blindfold. She sat up on the table, and I retrieved the torn blouse from under her lithe body and gave it to her so she could wipe her face dry. She had the biggest smile on her face, and her eyes danced gleefully.”How did I do, Uncle Billy?” she inquired, giggling, as if she didn’t already know how she did.”Sweetheart, you were fantastic! Some girls are never able to do it at all, but you took me deep down your throat like a professional sword swallower,” I replied enthusiastically. “Now, let’s get those stones out of you pussy.”I had her squat down and hold onto the table to steady herself. She was still wearing her sexy black high heels, so it was challenging for her to keep her balance. I walked behind her and knelt down. I rubbed her soaked pussy and she shivered from my touch. I pulled out a finger full of sticky wet sand, and rubbed it all over her clit. She emitted a low moan, and wiggled her ass in response.”Geez, Uncle Billy, you are full of surprises,” she declared, as I reached in and began to slip the stones out of her pussy one by one. She seemed to get aroused after each one dropped out and hit the floor. Finally, after a thorough two-fingered search, she was devoid of stones.”Okay, darling, count ’em up. You need to count 20 stones, or else I will have to send in a search party with a deep probe!” I joked. Including the bunch of stones that originally found their own way out, she had 20 stones in her hands. She showed them to me triumphantly, grinning from ear to ear.”You might want to save them as souvenirs,” I suggested.”Hmmm, maybe I will!” she laughed gleefully. She put the stones on the table, and stood up with some effort. “But, I’ll tell you, my pussy is really itchy!” she admitted, now that she had time to focus on her internal discomfort. “I could really use a shower, if that’s alright with you.””Yes, that’s fine,” I said, “Go.””Go? Uncle Billy, you may have noticed I’m naked!””No you’re not. You have heels on.””Heels? Yeah, and that’s it. Just heels!””Yes. Now go take a shower before I change my mind. And take your stone souvenirs with you. Your dad will be home soon, and I have to finish clearing out this shed. Oh, and after your shower, put some decent clothes on, will you?” I smiled and winked at her.”Oh, you!””Come on now, get a move on,” I urged sternly, giving her bottom a good hard slap as she walked past, causing her to yelp and giggle.She gathered up the stones and put them in the plastic bag. She walked over to me and gave me a long embrace.”Thank you, Uncle Billy, for showing me so much new stuff. I’m glad there’s someone in my life that treats me like an adult!” With that, she turned and made her way towards the house, her high heels preventing her from making a graceful exit through the sandy back yard. Of course, I grabbed the camera and filmed her as she walked awkwardly away from me. Watching her trying to maneuver through the sand, stark naked except for her heels was like watching a new born foal standing up and walking for the first time: foundering at times, but looking oh so innocent and adorable.Sated and smiling to myself, I put my shorts back on and concentrated on stuffing the old clothes into trash bags. In the end, I had over 30 big bags of clothes. I backed my van up to the shed and tossed them in through the back doors. At the last minute, I remembered my camera perched up on the shelf. I grabbed it before I locked up the shed and drove back to my parking spot out front, just as Joe was pulling up in the driveway.”Hey Joe, how’s it going?” I greeted him.”Good, good. Long day though,” he replied. “How did you make out today?””Good, I got all the clothes cleared out of the shed and into my van. I’ll take them up with me tomorrow and give them to Charity House like you wanted me to do.””Man, that’s great Bill, I really appreciate it. You know I had a hard time even thinking about those clothes…” his voice trailed off.”Yeah, I know, my friend, now you don’t have to worry about them.””So, where’s Charlene, have you seen her lately?” he asked me.”Last I noticed, she was off getting a shower, but she might be inside the house by now.””Well, I hope she didn’t bug you to death while you were trying to work. She’s good at that,” Joe admitted.”No, no, she wasn’t any trouble,” I answered honestly.”I’ll go see if she’ll help me get dinner started. You’ll probably want to shower after working so hard for me today. You sure I can’t pay you for your time?””No, Joe, not to worry. It was my pleasure to come down and help you out,” I said as steadily as I could.It was the usual evening routine: dinner and a few drinks, followed by me doing the dishes while Charlene sat on her father’s lap as they watched TV. Joe retired early, and I went to my room to relax. I wasn’t surprised to hear a light tapping on my door shortly after the house went dark for the night.”Come in,” I whispered as I sat on my bed reading.Charlene slipped in and quickly closed the door behind her.”Hi sweetheart, what’s up?””Do you really have to leave tomorrow? Can’t you stay here for a few more days?” she asked pleadingly, while she looked at me with her sad puppy dog eyes.”No, I’m sorry, Charlene but I have a ton of stuff to take care of at home,” I explained. “But I’ll tell you what I’ll do: If I get everything done quickly, I might have a couple more days left before Aunt Barbara gets home, and I’ll try to make it down again. But I want you to know I’ve really enjoyed our…visit.”She tightened the belt on her robe tightly and then plopped herself down on the side of my bed, looking dismal and miserable. The momentary silence was deafening. I struggled to come up with something to say that would free up the log jam. “So, what are you wearing under that robe of yours?” She hesitated for a second before she turned and looked me in the eyes with sheer contempt:”Like you care.””Oh come on, Charlene,” I chuckled mockingly. “You know I absolutely do care! Now, why are you so upset?””You know why. I want to…er, I don’t want to stop…er, learning stuff from you,” she muttered. “Well, honey, it’s not going to be easy right here and now. What if your dad hears us?” I reasoned.Silently, she stood up and faced me. She slowly and seductively undid her belt and opened her robe, revealing the lacy pink negligee that her mother had given to her. She slipped her robe off of her shoulders, and then stopped abruptly and put it back on.”Oh, I almost forgot,” she said, as she reached into one of the pockets. “This is for you to keep.” She opened her hand and there was one of the shiny round stones that she had worn deep inside her most intimate orifice.I accepted this precious gift graciously, and watched her as she pulled her plastic vibrator out of her other pocket and put it on my night stand. I barely got to express my heartfelt thanks before she slipped out of her robe altogether and let it drop to the floor.”You’re welcome, Uncle Billy. I wanted you to have a little memento of our time together too,” she explained. “Now, how would you like to repay me?”She stood daringly in front of me and opened her legs wide. I took a long look at her young frame. Those long legs and tiny waist; her still developing tight bottom and her perky breasts; her beautiful long brown hair and incredible smile.”Well, maybe I’ll let you decide,” I offered, “but you have to promise to be completely quiet!” “Okay, I promise!” she declared as she grabbed my hand and began rubbing it against her thin panties that barely covered her hairless mound: “Finger me, Uncle Billy! I love how you do it!”I closed my book and lay it on the night stand next to her vibrator. I turned toward her and sat on the edge of the bed. My erection was already throbbing, and we’d hardly begun. She stood in front of me wearing only the flimsiest, see-through satiny pink nightie with the matching thong. She was eager for me to do as she asked, but I could tell she was a bit uncomfortable standing over me. She had trouble figuring out what to do with her hands. There would be no bondage and no blindfold this time to help make her feel secure. Unfortunately, there would be no video camera at work either, but I wasn’t upset. I already had quite a bit of footage, and I didn’t feel like I needed any more.”Put your hands behind your head, lock your fingers together and keep your hands there, no matter what,” I commanded in a stern whisper. She complied immediately, and I was delighted to look up and see her young perky tits stand erect as a result.”Now, spread your legs wider,” I ordered.As she did so, I was pleased to see that she looked, and probably felt, quite vulnerable. I was in no hurry to satisfy her demands, and I slowly ran my fingers up both sides of her outer legs and back down again. She inhaled audibly as I kept repeating the same delicate stroking of her long firm legs. I was admiring her deep tan while I enjoyed the feel of her bare skin under my fingertips. Just as she was about to express her impatience with the slow pace, I switched to her inner thighs. My fingertips teasingly danced up and down her smooth skin but stopped short of her now quivering vagina. She was none too pleased with my slow approach, but I knew that when I did finally slip my fingers under her thong, she would be as wet as can be. “Uncle Billy, you’re killing me here!” she finally blurted out in as quiet a voice of protest as she could muster.”Hush! You’re going to end up waking your father,” I warned. She just exhaled in frustration, and rolled her eyes as she looked up at the ceiling. Before I got inside her panties, I slowly ran my finger up and down her lace covered slit. I increased the pressure a little more each time, causing her labia to part as I pushed more and more of the material into parted lips. I wasn’t surprised to see that her panties were getting wetter with each stroke. I could tell that she was getting into it, as she began cooing and moaning under her breath.”That feels awesome, Uncle Billy, but I really need to have your fingers inside of me!” she declared in no uncertain terms. I took the long way around: I entered her thong from the outside of her hip, and slowly worked my fingers around to her pussy.”Oh, god yes! Finally!” she said gleefully as she opened her stance even wider.I easily slipped two fingers deep into her steaming love canal and buried them to the hilt. Her knees shivered and buckled from the abrupt sensation of having her most intimate and private part violated by my fingers. I stroked up into her virginal pussy with quite a lot of vigor, and she struggled to keep her hands locked behind her neck. After I saw that she was already getting close, I removed my fingers, accompanied by a groan of disappointment from her. But I only stopped long enough to pull her thong down to her knees. My face was just inches away from her glistening pussy, and I couldn’t help but lean in and plant a kiss square on her clit, eliciting a gasp from my enchanting lover.Encouraged by her reaction, I stuck my tongue out and licked her juicy slit from top to bottom. I darted my tongue in and out, savoring her exotic scent and her sweet musky taste. The combination was intoxicating, and I continued to savor her nectar until I could escort bayan feel her body tensing up and shuddering. I pulled back, much to her dismay, but again, it was only a temporary halt. I reached over and grabbed her toy and turned it on. I placed the head of the hard white vibrator on her clit and then I invaded her hot slick passage with two fingers again.I knew it wouldn’t be long before she would explode in what I figured to be a wild orgasm. Just as her body began to convulse involuntarily, I removed my fingers and replace them with the vibrator, plunging it deeply inside of her. She immediately stood up on her tip toes, and I buried that toy as deep as it would go, over and over until her head tilted back and she squirted and writhed in ecstasy. It was one of the longest climaxes I had seen her have, and I was proud for being the one to bring it on. I pulled the vibrator out and stood it up on the night table. Finally satiated, she pushed me onto my back and collapsed on top of me. She was breathing very rapidly as she tucked her head between my shoulder and my arm, and held onto me for dear life. I was in my glory as I embraced this delicious and precocious treasure, and enveloped her in my arms. We lay there in silence for several minutes, neither one of moving an inch. Finally, she lifted her head up and turned and kissed me full on the lips. She caught me by surprise, to be honest, and when I tried to say something she filled my mouth with her hot, slippery tongue. I responded in kind, and we enjoyed an exquisite oral dance together.”Wow, Uncle Billy, you are amazing. I guess it comes from a lifetime of experience, doesn’t it?””Experience? Why, you’re the first girl I’ve even been with!” I teased. As she rolled her eyes, her hand slid down over my boxers and contacted my now throbbing member.”Oh my, what have we here?” she wondered, feigning ignorance, “and whatever shall we do about it?”As she reached in and popped it out, I took her hand off and sat up, pushing her aside in the process.”Hold on now, princess, I don’t want to peak too soon,” I said.”Well, what do you want me to do then?” she asked.”I have one more ‘lesson’ for you and I want to be able to ‘teach’ you without my going off too soon,” I explained.”Okay, cool! What’s the lesson?” she asked eagerly.”Well, have you ever heard the names of the different sex positions?””I’m not sure I know what they are. I’ve heard of “Cowgirl” before: what’s that one?” she inquired.”Cowgirl is when the lady sits on top of the man and ‘rides’ him like a cowgirl would ride a horse,” I explained, “and then there’s the “Reverse Cowgirl”, where the lady is also on top of the man, except she turns around the other way.””Oh cool. Tell me some more!””The most common one is called the “Missionary” position, but I’m not sure why. It’s when the lady lies on her back and the man is on top of her. And then there’s my favorite, called the “Doggy” position. Do you know what that is?””Oh yeah. I think it’s like when two dogs have sex,” she answered.”That’s right. The lady gets on all fours, like a dog, and the man enters her from behind. He might either kneel, or he can also stand up and straddle the lady’s body before entering her.””Wow, I like the sound of that. Can we try that one?” she asked excitedly, “only…I guess we can’t because of me being a virgin and all…””Well, honey, the doggy position can be used for either opening,” I mentioned tentatively. I could see that she was trying to make sense of what I said, and then her eyes got real big and she smiled brightly:”Oh, you mean like my pussy or my bottom? That’s awesome, Uncle Billy. I’d like to feel your hard thing fill up my butt again.””Okay then, Charlene, are you ready to give it a try?”Without another word, she pulled her off thong the rest of the way and knelt down on the tile floor.”Not so fast,” I whispered, as I threw my two bed pillows down on the floor for her to put under her knees. When she was situated, I pushed her head down until it rested on her folded arms. I sat still on the edge of the bed marveling at her perfectly shaped ass, so young and innocent, and so desirable. “Well?” she uttered impatiently, snapping me out of my temporary reverie. I slipped down off the bed, and knelt behind her. The floor was hard on my creaky old knees, but I didn’t plan to kneel for very long. I just wanted to admire her smooth bottom, spread her cheeks and get her dark star slick with my saliva. I pushed her negligee up to reveal her eager behind fully. I gently massaged her buttocks for several minutes, until she wiggled her butt, signaling for me to hurry up and get things moving.I guess she wasn’t expecting me to go down on her precious pearl, because she jumped as my tongue made contact with her anus. Soft moaning followed, as I lubed up her hot hole with my tongue. I was getting stiffer by the minute and I plunged my tongue deeply inside her forbidden passageway. Deftly, I managed to retrieve her vibrator from the table, and I turned it on and ran it down her slick crack and then pushed it into her wet pussy while I continued to lick and suck on her anal bud.”Oh dear lord! You’re driving me crazy, uncle; please fuck me now before I go insane!”I got up with some difficulty, and stood her toy back up on the night stand. It shone with her juices. I managed to hobble around to face her. As she lifted her head up, I grabbed the shoulder straps of her negligee and pulled it up over her head and threw it on the bed next to her thong.”Get me wet,” I told her, “just with your tongue, no hands.” She nodded, opened her mouth, and dutifully stuck out her tongue. I moved closer and held my cock steady so she could lick it all over. I loved the sensation of having her velvety tongue massage my shaft so thoroughly, but I knew I had to pull back if I had any chance at all of filling her rectum with my stiff offering.”Hey!” she protested when I stepped back and walked around behind her. This time I stood over her and I grabbed her hips in each hand. I aimed my cock head at my favorite target.”Are you ready?” I asked.”Oh my god yes!” she answered, as she wiggled her pretty ass back and forth as if to confirm her readiness.I rubbed my shaft up and down a few times making sure that both of our body parts were sufficiently slippery. Without being told, she reached back and spread her cheeks as wide as they would go. I placed my cock head on her entrance, and slowly pushed down until it was a few inches inside her. I could hear her sucking in air between her teeth.”Are you okay, honey?””Yes, well, I’ll be okay in a minute. It hurts a little still, but keep going, I’ll be fine,” she said bravely.I withdrew a little and waited a bit before I pushed forward again. This time I could feel her sphincter give way, and I was inside of her. She exhaled audibly, and I heard a muffled ‘yeah’ come out of her mouth. Encouraged, I began to push and then pull back, each time going deeper into her body. She started pushing back against my cock, so I squatted down harder and harder, until my entire shaft disappeared into her amazingly hot rectum.”Fuck, Uncle Billy, that’s…oh fuck, yeah! That feels so incredible! Can you go any deeper?”My balls were already bouncing off of her ass cheeks, and she wanted more? It was a bit demoralizing at first, but then she gave me an out:”Can you go faster at least?”That I could do, and I began to pound her tight little ass as fast and as hard as I could. I saw that she was reaching back and fingering herself as I plunged into her creamy white untanned ass, and literally bounced off of it again and again, until:”Oh, my yes! That’s what I’m talking about! Fuck me good and hard, Uncle Billy…fuck my fuckin’ ass! OH GOD! OH GOD! OH GOD! I’m going to…I’M CUMMING!”I could feel the eruption even as her sphincter tightened and loosened in a quick series. I kept on pounding away until her body stopped spasming, and I knew I didn’t have long at all before I was going to have my own explosion. Unlike the first time I fucked her ass, I was determined to give her another new lesson. I vacated her back door and hurried around front:”Open!” I whispered with some urgency.She rose up to meet my cock, all shiny with her juices, and I filled her mouth with my pulsating manhood just in time. I ejaculated in spurts so rapidly that she couldn’t take it all quickly enough, and my cum escaped out of both sides of her mouth and even out of her nose. I’d only ever seen that in porn movies before, so I was impressed to see it happen to Charlene. Somehow she managed to recover quickly enough that she didn’t cough or choke, or otherwise get so loud as to wake her father.She kept sucking and swallowing until I was completely spent, and then she happily licked me clean, smiling the entire time.”I know what that’s called,” she said proudly, “Ass to Mouth! I learned that one from my girlfriend at school,” she explained.I nodded in acknowledgement, astonished that she had even heard of the term. Before I could respond, she surprised me again:”Can I share your bed with you tonight, Uncle Billy? I’d really like that.”I started to protest, but what the hell, I thought, I’ve got an alarm clock.”Well, sweetheart, we can sleep together for a short while, but we have to make sure you are in your own bed long before your dad wakes up,” I warned.”No problem. Just set your alarm for like 5 or 6. Daddy doesn’t get up until 7 or so,” she reasoned, as she stood up and put her robe on.”Where are you going?” I asked.”I have to go to the bathroom, and I want to make sure my light is off in my room,” was her reply.”Okay, just be very quiet out there,” I reminded her.When she slipped out of my room and I heard the bathroom door close, I crept out to the kitchen. I rummaged around in the dark kitchen until I found a box of plastic zipper bags. I pulled out two of them, and slipped back into my room. I put her still wet vibrator into one bag and sealed it shut. I stuffed her negligee and panties into the other bag and zipped it closed. Both plastic bags went into my suitcase. I then jumped into bed and set my alarm clock for 5 AM. I thought that setting it for 6 AM was cutting it a little too close. I turned out the light just as the toilet flushed.A few minutes later, Charlene entered my room stealthily, dropped her robe on the chair and climbed into bed with me. We were wrapped in each other’s arm in no time. It felt so good having her smooth skin against my body and smelling the faint hint of strawberry shampoo in her hair.The alarm went off at 5 o’clock sharp, and Charlene jumped up and quickly turned it off.”Five o’clock? I thought you set it for six!” She was not happy with me. I explained that I didn’t want to press our luck, but she was already pouting, and fighting with her robe. Finally, she just d****d it over her arm, and made her way to the door. At the last second, she turned back and walked over to the bed.”Sorry, Uncle Billy, I guess I just didn’t want our night to end so soon,” she explained. I got up and embraced her naked body, and we kissed with such passion and intimacy that I thought must be rare for someone so young.”It’s okay, honey, I understand,” I whispered tenderly in her ear.When I heard Joe in the kitchen the next morning, I arose and we had a cup of coffee together. I told him that I would try to get back down in a few days, because I didn’t get my “to do” list finished. He assured me that he hadn’t expected me to complete the list, but I would certainly be welcome to come back any time I wanted. I reminded him that Barbara was away for two weeks, so I would have a few more days for myself after I took care of some business at home. We said our goodbyes, and I saw him out to his car. I said that I would be heading home shortly, and off he went to work.Charlene must have heard his car start up, and she was sitting at the kitchen table when I got back inside. She seemed sad, and I stood behind her and rubbed her shoulders and neck.”What’s the matter, princess?””Last night was incredible, Uncle Billy. I’ll never forget it,” she said, even as she displayed a forlorn look on her pretty face.”I feel the same way, sweetheart. You were amazing. And I loved spending the night with you.””Yeah well, now you’re leaving me!””Oh, so that’s it. Listen, I’ll be back before you know it.””Promise?””Yes, Charlene, I promise. Just give me a few days and I’ll be back before you know it,” I reassured her. “Oh, by the way, I’d like to borrow your vibrator and your pink outfit if you don’t mind. I’ll bring them back when I come back down, okay?”She looked at me quizzically, but luckily she just nodded without questioning me. Instead, she asked me if she could get me hard and suck me until I came in her mouth before I left. It seems she was embarrassed that she couldn’t swallow all my jizz the night before, and she wanted another chance to get it right. I told her I would love it, but she had already made me hard just listening to her request. Without another word, she pulled my shorts down, and pushed me down on the couch. She knelt between my legs, with my rigid cock swinging freely until she grabbed it in her hand. She looked up at me, and immediately let it go:”Oh yeah, sorry,” was all she said. She put both of her hands behind her back and attacked my manhood with just her mouth. I looked down and watched her go to work on my shaft. She licked and sucked and made sure to push it down deep into her throat, struggling to keep from gagging on it. When my balls constantly met her chin with each thrust of her head, I knew she was a natural born deep throat artist in the making.Unfortunately, my staying powers have diminished somewhat in my old age, and only a few minutes elapsed before I watched her swallow my load right down her throat without missing a drop. She finally let up, and she was smiling triumphantly as she stood up, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.”That was better, wasn’t it?” she declared.”It was wonderful dear girl,” I gushed. She saw me out to my van, and I discouraged her from kissing me goodbye, lest the nosy neighbors across the street catch sight of something amiss.”I’ll be back in a few days.””I hope you’re quick about it!” she said, smiling.- – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – -Part 6I pulled into the gas station to fill up before my long trip home, and sent out a quick text:”I’ll be home in a few hours. I have something you might be interested in. Call me.”I had a lot of time to think as I drove north towards home. The events of the last few days were mind boggling, to say the least. I never would have been able to predict what happened between Charlene and me, not in a million years. In my mind she went from an insufferable tease to a sweet young vixen who stole my heart. In truth, I did have some items to tend to at home, but I also had a secret agenda, and one that I was most anxious to see to the end. But my main focus was to get my ass back down to Joe’s so I could take care of the unfinished business I had left behind; in more ways than one.I arrived home and unpacked, poured a beer, and began to transfer the videos I took onto my computer. From there, I cut a DVD, and put it in an unmarked jewel case. I showered, rustled up a plate of eggs, and then I waited for my phone to ring. I entertained myself by perusing my video handiwork. I’ll admit the quality was far from professional. The lighting could have been better, and I had several incidences of camera shake during those times when I opted to hold it in my hand during close-ups. But, overall, I was pleased with the results. They were good enough for my purposes. The vids certainly turned me on, no doubt about that.I felt the vibration in my pocket, and pulled my phone out.”Hello? Oh, hi Kimmie, thanks for calling me back,” I spoke cordially, “yeah, I’m fine, how about yourself? How’s married life treating you? Good, good, glad to hear it. Listen, I was wondering if you were free later on tonight. Does Ron still play poker down at the club on Wednesdays? Well, like I said, I have something here that you might be interested in seeing. Yeah, it’s true; we haven’t spent any time together in ages. Can you come by around nine? Great! See you then.”I hung up and smiled to myself. Kim is Charlene’s mom, and was previously married to my good friend Joe for 18 years before she abruptly asked Joe for a divorce. We were all shocked beyond belief. But word got out that she blamed Joe for drinking too much and not being as involved in the c***d’s upbringing as she had hoped. It also came out that there was another man. Ron was his name, and we all know what he’s been up to lately.What Ron and most other people didn’t know was that Kim and I had dated first, prior to her getting involved with my friend Joe and eventually marrying him. Kim and I had a brief, but interesting relationship. We had some torrid sexual experiences, no doubt, but we never really had that chemistry between us where a lifetime relationship was never anticipated. So when she and Joe ended up hitting it off, I was happy for them both. And they made it work for quite a few years. The crowning achievement of their marriage was Charlene, who they both adored and doted on, albeit in different styles.”Knock knock! Billy?” My trip down memory lane was shattered by Kim’s voice.”Come in, Kimmie!” I answered enthusiastically.I stood up, and we hugged cordially.”You look great, Kim!” I said, as I held her out at arm’s length.”You do too, Billy! Where’s Barb?””She’s up in the mountains with her girl group for two weeks,” I explained, “what can I get you to drink?””I don’t know, maybe some white wine?””Coming right up!” I said over my shoulder, as I made my way out to the kitchen. I poured a glass of chardonnay for her and an Irish whiskey on the rocks for myself, and brought the drinks back into the living room. Kim sat, cross legged on the couch. She wore a tiny pair of jean shorts and a thin white summer top. She appeared as enticing as she could for me, which was kind of a compliment, I guess.”So, Billy, what’s the occasion?” she asked straight out, sipping her drink and looking at me rather slyly.”Well, Kimmie, I have a few things to share with you, actually.” She had no idea I had just come up from Joe’s place.”Do tell!” she responded.”How much time do we have together tonight?” I asked.”Well, Ron doesn’t usually get home from his poker nights until one or two in the morning, so I think we have plenty of time. What do you have in mind?” She gave me a wink and a guilty smile.”Yes, ah, that sounds good,” I answered tentatively. “Well, I have some things to show you that I think will be of some interest to you,” I said again.”So you keep telling me!” she shot back impatiently.With that, I reached into the plastic bag that I had strategically placed beside my chair, and pulled out a zip bag and placed it on the coffee table in front of her. She looked at me with a blank stare.”Open it!” I said, rather firmly.She opened the bag and pulled out a white plastic vibrator.”Recognize it?” I said suggestively. She seemed totally confused and remained silent.”Sniff it!” I was already getting aroused by what was about to transpire. She put the toy to her nose and inhaled. I knew that her daughter’s scent would still be obvious, given the fact that I had sealed the vibrator in the plastic bag while it was still wet and fresh.”What does that remind you of?” Again, Kim feigned ignorance.”Okay then, lick it!” I demanded. She did as she was told. “Put it all the way into your mouth,” I ordered sternly. As she did so, I could see her face registering an obvious match to what she had just tasted.”Isn’t this the same scent that you smell on Ron’s face? And the same taste that is on his tongue after he gives your daughter her nightly ‘massage’?”Kim’s face turned a bright shade of red, as she looked down, and remained silent. I let a few minutes pass between us, to give her sufficient time to process all this revealing information. To her credit, she finally looked up at me.”Yes! Yes! It’s true! But…but, how did you know?” she asked incredulously.”Wait, before I answer: Open the other zip bag,” I told her.She complied, only to discover the pink negligee and thong she had given her young daughter. Again, she turned several shades of red.”Take a good whiff of the thong,” I told her, “does that scent match the one on the vibrator?”Kim took a deep breath of the panties, and nodded in agreement. Then, to my astonishment, she took another long inhale of her daughter’s heady teen aroma into her lungs.”Thank you, Billy! Oh my god, this is a gift from above,” she declared, much to my surprise. “You don’t know how much my daughter turns me on! I am just obsessed with her coming of age, and I am beside myself with lust for her! There, I said it! You can think what you want, but I can’t help myself! Ron knows, of course, and he has been so helpful, giving her the nightly massages because I don’t know if I can control myself any longer. Of course, I told him that he couldn’t fuck her. Having my husband take her virginity would be more than I could handle. And he isn’t into anal sex at all, so we agreed that he could finger her and eat her, but nothing else. All the while, I need to watch them. Oh my god, how I love to watch him lick her and finger her until I see her writhing and bucking under his gentle touch. He is a god send, but when I watch, I go crazy and orgasm so hard, it amazes even me.”For once, I was the one who was totally shocked. Kimmie had come clean with me like nothing I had ever suspected. Now I didn’t know what to do next. I admired her for her complete confession, and I felt kind of honored that she was willing to be so open with me.”So, what is this, Billy, some plan of yours to blackmail me, or something? What do you want from me? Do you want me to fuck you?”Now I was stammering and trying to come up with some kind of reasonable response.”No, Kimmie. I don’t want to fuck you. We had our time together years ago, and that was sufficient for me. But there’s more,” I said cryptically.”More?””Well, first, I want you to change into the pink outfit that you gave to Charlene, and then we’ll discuss the ‘more’ part.”Kim literally jumped up off the couch, grabbed the negligee and ran off to the bathroom. I cued up the DVD and awaited her return. Even at her age, Kim looked ravishing in the outfit when she returned. She sashayed back into the living room and sat on the couch.”What does a girl have to do to get another glass of wine around here?” she asked coyly.I jumped up and refreshed both of our drinks.Upon resuming our respective seats, I explained what lie ahead: I told her about my recent visit with Joe, and the tasks I performed for him. I also mentioned my surprise at finding out that Charlene was spending the summer with him. Kim nodded. I told her that Charlene had confided in me, and that I knew about Ron’s erotic massages, and that she had kind of noticed her mother watching. As a result, Charlene and I had developed a kind of trusting uncle/niece bond, and that the following was a result of that bond. And then, I pushed the Play button.Kim’s eyes grew wide immediately.”Why, you dirty rotten, no good, mother fucking, sick bastard!”I had to laugh at her initial reaction.”Km, are you talking about me or you?””Well…well, I just don’t believe that you could take advantage of my…virginal daughter!” “Relax! She’s still a virgin. Even though I allowed her access to my cock, unlike Ron, and also unlike Ron, I enjoy anal sex, I still agreed with your premise of not taking her virginity. It is not something that either Ron or I should consider being our place.”This seemed to placate Kim, and she calmed down considerably. She turned her attention to the DVD, and it was clear that she was squirming and gyrating on the couch as she watched.”Turn that vibrator on, and fuck yourself with it, if you expect to see any more,” I demanded, as I pushed ‘pause’ on the remote. Kim shot a glance my way, but said nothing. She dutifully did as she was told, and I’ll admit I was turned on by her compliance. I hit ‘play’ once again, and I delighted in watching Kim get into the next scene.”Take your thong off, so I can see you fucking your cunt,” I commanded. Kim responded right away.”Do you like what you see?” I goaded her. She nodded without even looking in my direction. She was fucking herself with no regard at all for decorum. I admired her unabashed zeal at getting herself off.Devilishly, I paused the DVD once again. Kim looked at me in frustration.”What the fuck do you want from me now, Billy?” she blurted out.”I want you to take this dildo and work it into your wanton cunt,” I announced, as I lifted a small towel and revealed several sex toys to Kim’s eyes. I picked one up that was very realistic looking, except that it was quite thicker than normal.”You’re k**ding me, right? I can’t take that fucking thing, Billy!””Okay, I guess this party’s over then,” I said, as I turned off the TV completely.”You are such a fucking asshole! Now I remember why I dumped your ass!”I laughed. We could argue all night about why we broke up, but I knew I held trump. She positively had to watch the rest of my videos.”Shove that dildo all the way to the hilt, or I won’t show you the rest of this DVD,” I threatened.”Fucking jerk off! I never really liked you, ever!””Ha Ha! You crack me up, Kim. You know you have to see this DVD to the end, so why don’t we work as a team here?” Silence ensued. I took a long pull on my drink as I eyed her up. She was steaming, for sure, but it was obvious that she knew I was right. She needed to see what her beloved young daughter was up to with her Uncle Billy, and it irked Kim to death.”Okay, Billy, fine then.” She picked up the fat rubber dildo and hefted it in her hand. Her face squinted up when she felt its weight. “Can you help me with it, at least?””Sorry, Kim, it’s on you now,” I answered, “If you can’t do it on your own, I just won’t push ‘Play’,” “Did I tell you lately that I hate your fucking guts?”I grinned, and made sure Kim noticed.”Tell you what,” she offered: “If I can get this big fucking dildo into my pussy, you have to promise to make Charlene do it too!”Cripes! Talk about a win-win situation: What did I have to lose? Nothing! “Okay, Kim, you have my word. I’m going back down to Joe’s for a few more days, and I’ll tell Charlene that you insisted she take the same dildo that you did.””He he! Okay, I’ll do it!”I pushed ‘play’.