An Afternoon Hiccup
[Brya - “Fuck, will today never end. Olivia is watching me again... probably wondering why I'm out of it today. Shit, even my teachers have noticed my absent-mindedness. It's hard to focus knowing in about an hour I'll be sucking my Uncle Jack's dick. Damn he is so hot. I've got to get my homework done. Definitely, no more lying to Uncle Jack!” I muse silently getting back to work. About half an hour later I've got everything done. Ten minutes more, it's completely checked and inside my backpack . A few moments later the final bell rings and I almost kill myself getting out of my desk.
Olivia laughs at me, “Jeez, Brya what's up with you today? I know you were sick and everything. Are you doing okay, and why are you walking funny? Did you fall at dance class, or something.” she asks mildly concerned.
Thinking quickly, “Sorry Olivia! I had a bad stomach bug and my butt is sore from pooping a lot. I did get to stay with my Uncle Jack. He took good care of me. And when I was feeling better, we went to lunch and out for ice cream yesterday. He's the best.” I tell her.
Smiling Olivia, punches me on the arm, as we pick up our backpacks and head for the bus. Chatting with my best friend, things are right with the world. Especially when I have my Uncle's dick buried four inches deep in my throat. I hope we try something a little different tonight. I started to like it when I couldn't breath this morning. He's so big and strong, I feel all warm and safe with him. End Brya]
As with Brya, my day has dragged by. I did touch base with Clare today, and we're scheduled for a normal 6 pm pick up time. Clare also mentioned that she was bringing Bella by for a few minutes. I love Bella just as much as Brya. Only with Bella, she's still my wonderfully beautiful, intelligent, and lovable niece. At least for now...
Work is a grind, the normal stuff going on. A few meetings, none of which I had to run and only a few minor decisions to make. Nearly a perfect day under normal conditions, but today a real drag. I think I'll acquaint Brya with face fucking this afternoon, and feed her growing appetite for cum. After that I'll introduce my niece to oral sex. I'll have her squealing for more within minutes.
I'll get my nuts off, and Brya will enjoy a new sexual experience. After today I'll be able to tongue fuck her like crazy. She'll like that too. Maybe a little '69'? I wonder how that will work with a much shorter female partner... huumph!
As the day winds down, I finish up my last little project and log 'Off' head for the door and the short walk home. I'm really looking forward to fornicating with my eleven-year-old niece.
I get home with my usual expedience. Fred is there with his usual smile and our standard conversational exchange... Yes, Brya will be arriving at her normally scheduled time. I've got ten minutes to get ready for my niece. I try not to rush to the elevator, but can't help running down the hallway to my door.
Once inside, I move quickly into my bedroom and take off all my clothes. Not bothering with underwear, I put on a loose set of athletic shorts that can easily be pulled down and my NYU gray t-shirt. If Brya has her homework done... I'll let her swallow me by the door. I'm pretty sure I won't get any complaints. She'll be disrobing as soon as the doors closes. So why not another blow job by the door. Gods above, she's so hot!
Feeling a bit giddy, I watch the clock tick off the last few miserable seconds before Brya will be here.
At 3:33pm the call box rings. I'm there waiting, and pushing the talk / listen button, “Yes, Fred!”, I answer, holding my excitement in check.
“Hello Mr. Reynolds. Miss Brya is here! She said to tell you her friend Olivia will be joining her until 5 pm. Olivia's mother couldn't get away from work at her normal time.”, Fred states flatly.
“Thanks Fred, tell Brya and Olivia to come on up!” I replied dejectedly.
I rush into the bedroom, drop my athletic shorts, get a pair of jockey's out of my dresser and quickly put them on. Damn, I mumble to myself... once again fishing my feet through my red athletic shorts.
Brya has a key, and as I walk towards the front door, I see the dead bolt knob turning. A few seconds later, in walks a bubbly Olivia, closely followed by a down right unhappy Brya. I exchange an unhappy look with Brya, but smile warmly for Olivia... We need to be the normal uncle / niece hosts for Olivia.
Olivia skipping across the floor, closes the distance between us rapidly. She pulls up short, stopping just out of reach. Pausing for a moment, she rushes in to give me a quick hug. Her ultra skinny arms wrapped around my waist, before she gave me a squeeze. I raise my arms, pulling her in tight. I give her a little girl bear hug with all the growls and snarls required.
Giggling happily, she turns to watch Brya's reaction. Smiling weakly, Brya walks up to give me a quick one arm hug. Standing beside me, she reaches around to grab my ass playfully.
Olivia is over the moon excited, “Hi Mr. Reynolds. Thanks for letting me stay until my Mom can pick me up at 5 pm. Brya said it would be okay!” she blurts out.
Brya, smiling innocently, continues to fondle my ass, “No problem Olivia! You're always welcome. So, how was school today?” I ask cordially.
Without thinking Olivia spouts off, “Oh, you know the same old boring shit! Ooops, sorry Mr. Reynolds. Same old stuff...!” she hesitantly corrects herself. Hanging her head she looks up to see if I'm mad.
I beam her a knowing smile, hoping she'll relax a bit, “I hear you Olivia... same old shit at work for me too!” I return playfully.
Smiling from ear to ear, Olivia rushes to my other side and gives me another one arm hug. The only difference is Olivia doesn't grab my ass, and Brya has thankfully raised her arm to wrap it around my waist.
As we walk towards the kitchen table, “Okay girls it's homework time! After you get finished I'll do milk shakes and popcorn. You guys can choose a movie and watch it until Olivia's Mom picks her up.”
Laughing and giggling the girls tear off towards the kitchen table and their homework. I know Brya's is done, so she works ahead on her weekly assignments, while Olivia works on her normal homework. Seeing Olivia's frowny face, I walk up and help her with her Advanced Algebra. I'm pretty sure she's faking it, but I helped her anyway. Brya only rolls her eyes at her BFF and her antics.
I smile at a very patient Brya. She's being very patient and understanding of Olivia. Now that the girls are finished with their homework, it's my turn to make a couple of thick chocolate shakes, and put some popcorn in the microwave. With everything ready, I turn towards the girls.
In a rush of giggling little girls they make a dash for the living room and the big screen TV. They pick Disney's 'Moana', and settle in on the couch to watch the movie, drink their shakes and eat popcorn. I receive the place of honor between the two girls. Brya pretends to ignore me, more or less, having slid her hand down the back of my shorts.
However, Olivia decides to take a more frontal attack, and boldly rests her small hand on my bare right thigh, above my knee. She's even so bold as to lean forward and wink at Brya. As Brya looks at me, I airmail her a quick kiss. Brya, smiling sweetly, unintentionally encourages Olivia, who starts to work her hand up my thigh.
Olivia has boldly worked her way up my thigh to the hem of my Khaki shorts. When I'm saved by the bell... the call box rings. Olivia clenching her fist has just crept her hand under my Khakis. Olivia with a frustrated huff, lifts her hand off my thigh and puts it back in her lap when I go answer the call.
I walk up to the box, and smiling back at Olivia, answer, “Hi, Fred!”
“Hello, Mr. Reynolds. Miss Olivia's mother is in the lobby, Sir.” he announces.
“Thanks Fred. We'll be down in a minute to see Olivia off.” I confirm looking over at the girls who are getting Olivia's stuff together. They are jabbering away like normal.
When they're ready, we all head out the door to the elevator. Each girl takes a hand as we get on the elevator. The girls continue to hold my hand as we walk into the lobby. Olivia's Mom smiles warmly when she sees her little girl holding my hand.
Olivia, letting go of my hand, skips ahead to hug her Mother, “Hi Mom, this is Mr. Reynolds, Brya's Uncle. Isn't he a dream!” she utters forgetting herself.
Olivia's Mother frowns at Olivia's boldness, “Olivia, your manners! Sorry, Mr. Reynolds. She's a bit excitable. Her father lives several hours away. She only gets to see him once a month.” she apologizes for her daughter.
I hold out my hand, “Hi, isn't it Sherry. My name is Jack. Glad to meet you. Any time Olivia needs a late pick-up, she's welcome here!” I encourage as Sherry blushes and takes my hand. Divorcee's are always a hoot.
Olivia smiled from ear to ear, “See Mom, I told you he was nice!” she beams her approval.
Meanwhile, Brya has walked up beside me and has wrapped an arm around my waist. Thankfully, she is not playing with my ass.
Sherry smiled at her daughter, “Thanks Jack. I'll probably take you up on your offer from time to time. My new job promotion adds a bit of uncertainty to my departure time.” she confirms happily.
“Well, Olivia! How about some pizza on the way home?” Sherry announces to a happy squeal of approval from Olivia.
Olivia and Brya give each other a quick hug. Olivia doesn't forget me, and comes over for a quickie hug, before walking out the door with her Mom. Brya and I wave good-bye as they head out of sight.
I look down at Brya, who smiles up at me... Silently she asks, “Do we have time Uncle Jack?”
I simply nod my head, “I think so Princess! If we hurry...”
We make our way across the lobby; Brya taking a moment to talk with Fred, before we go to the elevator. As the door closes, Brya rushes into my arms. I give her a quick kiss, then bending down sling her laughing and giggling over my shoulder. I carry her out of the elevator and open the door with one hand. Once inside, I let her slide to the floor just inside.
I quickly close and lock the door. I turn around to see Brya start to slip her white cotton panties off her hips. Her gray pleated skirt is already down around her ankles. No use moving, I stand there in utter amazement... wondering how the hell she stripped that fast. Brya wiggling her hips, coaxing her panties down her shapely legs. I watch mesmerized, as her panties slowly trickle down over her knees to finally rest around her sock covered feet. In one casual cock hardening movement, Brya flicks them off. Smiling her approval, Brya watches the cock bulge in my shorts growing steadily larger by the second.
Laughing out loud, there are bits of her school uniform strewn all around the door. Brya, forgetting her discarded clothing, rushes towards me. I quickly kneel down gathering her into my arms. Our first real kiss of the afternoon is heated, our passions flaring quickly into a fiery blaze. My intense need for some skin to skin contact with her is growing exponentially. Breaking our kiss, I lift my arms over my head for Brya to hurriedly peel off my t-shirt. My shirt flutters uselessly to the floor, Brya runs her hands down my muscular arms and using her fingers combs through the coarse hair on my chest.
Barely under control, Brya breathes heavily, “Uncle Jack, I need to get your shorts and underwear off!” she begs hotly.
I scurry to my feet; Brya wasting no time, pushes me back against the door with a muffled thump. My back against the door I get a rush of Deja vous... Her hands shaking with excitement, Brya drops to her knees. Hooking her thumbs into the waistband of both my athletic and jockey shorts, my eleven-year-old niece pulling out and down, starts to peel my pants down like a banana. In seconds, she has them down and over my hips. My cock springing free of its cloth cocoon, bobs about in a most threatening way. Brya hesitating for a moment, takes a deep breath as she enjoys a clear view of my bulging manhood. Never loosening her grip on my shorts and undies she finally gets them down around my ankles.
Her needs matching my own, Brya waits impatiently for me to molest her mouth. Brya knows which hole, I'll use today... scampers in close and opens wide. Braced against the door, I let her take my dick and guide it towards her open mouth. She starts kissing the soft tip, and licking the sensitive ridge ringing the head of my bulbous Glans. Her small hand finding my hard shaft, begins to leisurely jack me off. Just as the head of my dick passes through Brya's distended lips, we both hear a panicked knock on the door.
“Brya... Mr. Reynolds, it's Olivia! I forgot my laptop on one of the kitchen chairs. Please open the door, my Mom is holding a cab downstairs, and said to hurry.” she pleads emphatically through the door.
Both of us freezing in horrified panic, I'm the first to move. Bending over I pull up my shorts and underwear. Brya... terrified hasn't moved an inch.
I hurriedly pointed to her discarded clothing, “Pick up everything and run for the bathroom. I'll get the laptop for Olivia.” I instruct fervently.
Watching Brya in slow motion, I enjoy for a few seconds the perfection of her youthful body as she scurries around bending over to gather up her clothing. What a perfect little ass she has, as it jiggles and bounces erotically from side to side. I'm going to have to fuck that little ass again real soon... probably a time or two before Saturday.
Sprinting across the room, Brya rushes through the bathroom door and closes it loudly.
Returning to the present, I hear Olivia pounding on the door.
“Hey you guys, please open the door!” she begs.
I turn back towards the door having forgotten my Brya induced problem. Without thinking, I open the door to let Olivia inside.
Olivia seeing me without my shirt is a dream come true. Her mouth hanging open, she gazes longingly at this unexpected manly treat. Slowly working her way down my long lean body, she inhaled suddenly. Olivia eyes locked on my lower abdomen and groin, she begins to ogle my rock hard cock clearly outlined in my athletic shorts.
Trying to remain nonchalant, “Hi Olivia, sorry! I was in the bedroom and didn't hear you. What can I do for you?” I ask innocently.
“Ah, aaah... aaaah... aaaaah!” she stammers before continuing, “I... I... I left my laptop on one of the kitchen chairs!” she finally got out in a rush.
Looking about, she doesn't see Brya, “Ah, ah, where's Brya, Mr. Reynolds?” Olivia asks curiously.
Pointing toward the bathroom, “Brya's in taking a shower. She sometimes takes one here, instead of at home.” I explain calmly.
Walking besides me, Olivia and I head towards the kitchen. She almost runs into one of the kitchen chairs trying to sneak peaks at my hard-on. I just hope she doesn't make too much of this.
Olivia, unable to ogle me further, rushes over to the chair and grabs her laptop. Looking at the bathroom door we can both hear the shower running, and Brya singing a refrain from one of the popular hip-hop songs.
Smiling to myself, I see Olivia relax a little, “Thanks Mr. Reynolds. Don't tell Brya, but she sounds terrible.” she smiles at me and closes in for another hug. This time she reaches around behind me and runs her hand along my side and lower back. Laying her head on my chest, she takes a deep breath pulling in all my manly smell.
Her hand dropping from around my waist, she intentionally / accidentally tails her forearm and hand across the seven inch bulge in my shorts. Olivia giggling happily at her own boldness, walks confidently towards the door. Watching her lean form walk across the floor I can't help but notice the seductive sway of her narrow hips. There's no doubt, she has the hots for me, and now I've just fueled her prepubescent desires.
Following behind her is exceedingly pleasant. Stopping at the door, she turns, giving me a drop dead gorgeous smile, “So Jack are you going to join Brya in the shower. She wouldn't mind, you know.” pausing she continues, “If you don't want Brya, you can always take me instead!” she confirms wantonly.
Olivia decides to go for broke, walks up to me, and quickly grabs my dick through my shorts. My gasp of shocked surprise has no effect on her at all...
She looks up at me smiling evilly, “I know what to do with this. Any time you want to fuck my tight little cunny give me a call. If you want, I can help you get into Brya's pants. Just think of two young girls at once... what a dream come true.” she whispers alluringly.
I watch in disbelief, as Olivia walks down the hall and into the elevator. Inside Olivia turns, pushes the 'Ground Floor' button, and blows me a kiss as the door shut.
“Fuck... what the hell just happened. I'm so fucked! At least she still thinks I'm not fucking Brya. We've got to nip this in the bud quickly.” I muse out loud.
I shut and locked the door, but this time I flipped the 'Do Not Disturb' switch on the call box. Now that we're alone again, I do a quick about-face, and see Brya sitting on the couch. She smiles sweetly and pats the place beside her.
Walking over a bit too casually, Brya scolds, “Okay already... enough! We don't have much time and I want to be with you for at least a few minutes.”
I hurry across the room and throw myself down beside her, “Yes, Milady... how may I help you this fine afternoon?”
Brya, not wasting another moment, crawls into my lap... all soft and warm she cuddles against me. The light musk of her arousal is just another facet of the little girl that will soon morph into a blossoming young woman. So many times this precious time is lost... no one to feel or experience the transition. No one to love tenderly, no one to help with their sexual awakening; someone to satisfy their needs.. to share and appreciate those moments.
As our lips meet, and the sparks fly, time slows to a stop. But the throbbing flesh pole in my shorts soon reminds me that it too, needs Brya loving attention. My painful groan is from need... a consuming need for her to pleasure me. I desperately want to feel her mouth wrapped lovingly around the cock deep in her throat. Finally with a lust filled grunt, I break our kiss.
Brya's tender smile caresses me with her love; her eyes gleaming brightly are just for me. No longer in a rush to take care of my problem, she raises her hand, her fingers gently trace along my stubble covered jaw line.
Groaning hungrily, “So big boy are you ready to feed me an afternoon snack before I go home, or do we wait for another damn interruption... Sorry about Olivia, I'll give her the cold shoulder for a few days, before I give her my 'hands off' ultimatum!”
I don't have time to answer, when Brya starts to slide down my torso, and with her other hand begins to explore the rippled plain of my stomach. Finding my belly button, she playfully circles it a few times with her index finger. As I moan deeply... more an urgent growl; Brya giggles at my growing discomfort... continues downward, stopping at the tight elastic waistband of my athletic shorts. She pauses for a moment, but only a moment...
Brya fishing her small hand under the waist band, soon finds the soft fleshy head of my pulsing hard-on. Rubbing the spongy tip brings another moan of needful anticipation from my lips.
I lift my head to see Brya watching me intently. Seeing the urgency of my growing need, Brya smiles playfully, before she starts to work her way off my lap. Keeping her hand down my shorts, Brya runs her palm down the underside of my seven inch dick, her fingers flitting lightly across the ultra soft skin. Her hand pausing near the bottom of my hard shaft, Brya wraps her small hand around my cock. Her other hand is busy trying to pull my shorts down.
Giving my red athletic shorts a miffed look, Brya groans unhappily. Releasing my cock she, hops off the couch, and moving around in front of me peels my shorts off. Then giggling uproariously throws them at my head.
I casually reach up to take my discarded athletic shorts off my face and lay down on the couch. Brya, pleased with her successful throw, crawls back onto the couch... except this time she wants between my legs. Brya pausing briefly takes a deep breath, and pushes my legs apart. Dropping to all fours, she leisurely crawls up the length of my long muscular legs.
Poised above my throbbing hard-on, Brya reaching out locates my twitching cock; holding it near the base, she lowers her head towards my groin. Brya uses the end of her small pointed tongue, spears the vertical slit in the spongy tip of my rock hard cock. Groaning with surprised pleasure Brya starts to slit fuck the small opening.
The erotic pain filled pleasure of Brya's tiny tongue penetrating my piss slit has my balls boiling over with a massive need for a heated release. I need her to take me into her mouth... but I don't want to rush her. She is enjoying this time with me, experimenting with what I like and need from her. I can wait a few more minutes before I fill her mouth with my seed.
Brya, watching my need slowly build, pulls the loose skin surrounding the hard core of my cock, up and over the large purplish head. As her hand descends towards the base. Brya opens her mouth as wide as possible, and guides the fleshy head into her mouth. Taking her time she slowly swallows about three inches of my cock. The feel of her lips clasped around the shaft... the warm moist interior of her mouth, all driving me towards a massive orgasm.
The long never ending day, Olivia's unexpected visit, and her sudden return disrupting our love play... all disappear with the sounds of Brya's energetic sucking. My ears are pleasantly filled with the sweet music of a ball's emptying blow job.
Still on all fours, Brya's excitement is growing with each deep throat penetration. As the pace of her head bobs increases... more and more of my dick disappears into her mouth and down her throat. Soon four inches of rock hard cock is plunging in and out of Brya's eleven-year-old mouth. Brya reaching her deep-throat limit, begins to gag and struggle, sputtering to breathe. She has an amazing amount of my dick crammed down her throat. I've seen seasoned porn stars take less dick, but Brya wanting to please her beloved Uncle continues to force my dick deeper.
My balls are moments away from emptying their flood of baby making sperm into the heated interior of Brya's sucking mouth... time suddenly slows to a stop. The erotic instant of my release frozen for an instant of erotic bliss; the cock slamming into the back of her throat gleams wetly in the afternoon sunlight filtering through the condo windows. My cock disappears again and again into Brya's tightly stretched mouth, her sloppy blow job has my hair covered balls swimming in a large pool of accumulated drool and saliva. Her small little hand using a satisfying corkscrew stroke... works the lower part of my seven inch shaft. Up and down... in and out... everything in fleshy synchronization and timed to each deep plunge into her throat.
Finally reaching the threshold of release, I forced my cock deep into her throat; when the first of six monstrous torrents of cum blasts from the end of my dick directly into Brya's esophagus. Each ropy white tendril shoots into her esophageal opening to trickle slowly into her stomach. My hand finding the back of her head, I fuck her mouth feeding Brya an afternoon snack of hot tonsil cream. Every forceful load of sperm filled cum pumped directly into her belly.
My orgasm slowly waning, I leave my cock deep in her throat. In an effort to dislodge my cock, Brya struggles to breathe, wiggles and twists to free herself. I've forgotten that my dick is blocking her airway. Brya finally relaxing, feels my cock shrinking rapidly... the last weak ejaculation dribbles from the end of my spent cock meat, and into her throat.
Taking a much needed breath, Brya starts to suck my cock again... milking the last dregs of sperm from the softening flesh. My young lover, holding my dick near the hair cover base, is enjoying her ability to take all of my dick into her mouth. Brya's love for oral sex is just like her Mom. If I wasn't fucking Clare in one of three holes, she had a vibrating dildo, or butt plug in the others. Not that I minded, I was just as horny. We were like a couple of rabbits during the spring green up.
Regrettably with a soggy plop my lifeless dick slides out of Brya's mouth. Smiling up at me, she gets back up on all fours, and slowly crawls along my body. Her lips and chin are still covered in cum and saliva. With her head hanging over mine, she leans down to give me a long kiss that tastes of salty cum.
Smiling impishly, “Thanks for the protein rich snack, Uncle Jack. I didn't miss a yummy drop that time. Can I get more in my mouth next time... I really like the taste, a little slimy like a raw egg, but delish!” Brya announces proudly.
Brya, hopping up, looks down at the wet mess she has made of my cock and balls. Pointing to the shower, she holds out her hand and pulls me up. The little imp, latching onto my soft penile member, leads me towards the shower. Opening the door we both go in. Brya gets the shower going before molding herself to me in a tight little girl bear hug. Placing her feet on mine we dance our way into the semi-warm stream of water. I quickly adjust the water to a pleasant warmth. We frolic about taking turns washing the other. Turning off the water, we get out and play the same fun game of drying each other.
Brya, paying special attention to my groin, is still in male body parts discovery mode. Everything is new and very interesting: the coarse body hair, the firm heavily muscled body, all the new organs... penis, balls, nipples, but not tits. Every shape, texture, smell, everything is so different on a man. The boys she knows are nothing like Uncle Jack.
Finishing up we both get dressed and head into the family room to watch the news. I go over and turn off the 'Do Not Disturb' button, and walk back to Brya sitting on the couch. Our wait for Clare to pick-up Brya won't be long enough this evening. Cuddling in close, we snuggle for a few minutes and enjoy each other, before the call button announces yet another interruption.