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Pictures of Hayley (Mf, teen, incest, reluc)
by Emerson Laken-Palmer
(c) August 1999
***
It was a couple of months ago when I got a call from my kid-sister
Lesley. She and her husband Carl were going out of town so that he
could attend a business meeting in San Francisco and he was taking her
along to see the sights.
The problem was, Lesley told me, their daughter (my niece) Hayley. She
was 13 now and she resented them having a babysitter for her so Carl and
Lesley agreed to send my seven-year-old twin nephews (who looked like
Xerox copies of their father) to his mother's for the week but to let my
niece stay home alone.
Now Lesley was calling to ask me if I wouldn't mind dropping by to check
on Hayley to see that she was okay and that she had food in the house
(Hayley - they told me - was eating them out of house and home now that
she'd turned teenage).
It seemed as though my sister was always looking for an excuse to get me
to pay more attention to Hayley and to spend time with her for some
reason. Maybe Lesley was doing it as a hint that I should give up this
bachelor life and settle down and have a kid of my own. But, working
as hard as I do, I never have a lot of time for family.
In fact, I hadn't even seen my little niece since the Christmas party
(five months before) when I gave her an expensive, little crucifix on a
leather neck-strap that I gotten on a trip to Russia last year. Lesley
told me that Hayley almost never took that necklace off and that (she
was afraid) my little niece had developed quite a crush on me.
Lesley had the same "crush" on me when we were growing up. I'm a little
ashamed to admit that I took advantage of it and used to "fool around"
with her sexually when we were teens. It was the usual touching and
feeling that brothers and sisters sometime do... discovering the
mysteries of the opposite sex with each other. It started very
innocently (at first) and it was so thrilling and wonderful doing
something so forbidden (that felt so damn good) right in our house under
our parents' noses. But (in our case) it was so pleasurable that it
soon progressed to me giving my little sister oral sex and then (soon
after) to her doing the same for me. I remember how much my
fifteen-year-old sister just loved to coax a fresh load of my warm
ejaculate into her mouth. It was so nasty how she'd pull back from my
cock, when I had finished cumming, and clamp her lips together and puff
out her pretty cheeks like a chipmunk. Then she'd grin up at me with
such a sweet, devilish expression on her pretty face before she loudly
swallowed it all for me. I think that I enjoyed that even more than the
act of actually cumming in her mouth! We were afraid (because of the
chance of pregnancy) to go past oral sex but, the day I left home for
the Navy (at the age of 20), Lesley (now seventeen) took me to her room
and gave me my "going away" present: her virginity. I had full
penetrational intercourse with her, in her bed, that day, culminating
with me having the orgasm of my life with her under me and sperming deep
inside her tight, squeezing pussy while she cried and hugged me tightly
and kissed me goodbye with her teary face. When I came home, four years
later, Lesley had eloped with Carl and they'd already had Hayley so that
was the end of our "fooling around" and we never mentioned it to each
other or anyone else. Plus that, my brother-in-law is such a nice,
decent guy (even if he did knock-up my sister after I left for the Navy)
that I would never do anything to mess things up between him and Lesley.
Truth be known, that day in her bed, when I was twenty, was so thrilling
and meant so much to me that I never developed much of a relationship
with any other woman and that's why now (at 33) I'm still unmarried. My
friends and my Mom and Lesley keep trying to fix me up with ladies but
I just can't find a soul-mate or a sexual partner as sweet and as loving
as my little sister had been and I really don't believe that I ever
will.
Anyway, agreeing with Lesley to look in on Hayley, I said goodbye and
wished them a safe trip.
I didn't want to make my niece feel like I was checking up on her (what
with her wanting her independence) so I decided to just "drop in" on her
Wednesday afternoon on my way back from the computer store where I was
picking up my repaired, digital camera.
Wednesday I took off work early and drove across town to pick up the
camera, a new camera strap and some extra, high density disks for my
upcoming trip to Thialand. I was expected to take some more of those
"special" pictures of the girls, the guys on the Internet newsgroups
love. Those pictures were highly illegal but it was always worth it to
see the reaction they got from the guys on the newsgroup.
I loaded the camera with a disk and attached the new strap, in the car,
before I drove over to my sister's.
I had a spare key but I found that I didn't need it because my
"responsible" young niece had left the front door unlocked when she had
come home from school.
As I entered the house, I found it very quiet inside... almost ghostly
quiet. I wandered around the livingroom and kitchen and saw no signs of
Hayley other than a half-empty milk glass next to an empty bag of
cookies. For some reason I didn't want to disturb the silence and call
out for her. I just wandered down the hall, past Lesley and Carl's
empty room, past the bathroom and then to Hayley's bedroom door.
Ready to push it open, I had the odd, crazy thought of "what if she's
naked in there or doing something female and private or playing with
herself?"
That idea sent a chill through my body and I shook it off as the
ridiculous notion that it was. How dare I have such a thought! Hayley
was such a sweet little girl! A little pudgy with baby-fat and flat
chested the last time I saw her and certainly NOT interested in sex!
Never the less I opened her bedroom door so slowly and cautiously, almost
hoping to find her there and doing just that!
But, as the door slowly opened and revealed her room to me, I saw that
she wasn't there at all.
I laughed to myself at my dirty idea and then I wondered where she was.
Maybe she went to a friends?
That's when I heard a sound coming from the boys' room at the end of the
hall. It was a squeaking sound - like a bed-frame jostling - and there
was a kind of a low crying sound to go with it.
Not knowing what I'd find, I carefully walked the few steps to the door
of the twins' room and cautiously looked in...
I could not believe what I saw!
There... before me... totally naked and oblivious to the world... was
my sweet, little niece Hayley. And she was not so LITTLE anymore! She
had tits! And she was squatting on the top bunk of her brothers' bed and
rubbing her wet, squishy, thirteen-year -old pussy on the smooth,
enameled wood of the top of the pine bedpost!
I pulled back from the door, not wanting to embarrass her by having her
see me looking at her doing such an incredibly lewd thing.
I can't describe the feelings that swept through me as I stood beside
the door and listened to the creaking of the bunk bed as little Hayley
fucked herself on it.
I was oddly afraid of being caught (BY her or WITH her?) and yet I was
aroused beyond anything I had encountered since I was a teenager with
Lesley.
Hayley, in that split-second that I saw her, looked almost exactly like
her mother had way back when she was thirteen and I was playing sexually
with her! She had the same face and the same set of firm, fatty tits
tipped with the same large, pinkish, puffy, areolas (with inverted
nipples) that Lesley'd had. She also had the same brown hair and it was
cut the same way as Lesley's had been. Hayley still had a lot of
baby-fat on her body but it was giving way to some noticeable, feminine
curves at her thinning waist and widening hips.
It was just like my little sister was back!
And (it certainly appeared to me by the way she was grinding her pussy
on that bedpost for a cum) Hayley was every bit as sexual and as
uncontrollably horny as her mother and I had been as teens!
Realizing that my cock had grown incredibly stiff and painfully hard in
my pants, I also realized that I wanted Hayley very intensely like I had
wanted no female since I had left home.
And, suddenly realizing that the digital camera was around my neck, I
came up with the sudden notion that, if I played my cards right, I could
have her!
Putting the camera up to my eye, I moved in front of the open door
again.
Through the viewer, I could see Hayley snap her head back and screech
loudly through her nose as she jostled her pussy around urgently and I
knew that she was climaxing and having a big one!
Her eyes tightly closed, she held her breath and came hard, pushing her
pussy down so firmly on the smooth top of the bedpost that it split her
nearly hairless pussylips wide apart so that I could see the wet, pink
flesh of her clit compress flat against the glistening pinewood.
Hayley's body shook visibly during her strong orgasm and then she
dropped her head and opened her eyes and seemed to look quickly down
between her open thighs to see the depraved thing that she was doing and
then, at that moment, I snapped the shutter and the built-in flash lit
the room.
Through the camera I could see Hayley's body freeze and then her head
snap up, her blue eyes wide and looking right at me.
An expression of white horror seemed to overtake her pretty face and
then her mouth dropped open and hung wide.
"Oh God!" she screamed and then she fell backward from the bedpost and
onto the mattress of the top bunk, that look of pure horror still on her
ashen face as she again screamed, "Oh God!"
I lowered the camera from my face as I watched Hayley pulling up sheets
and blankets to quickly shield her naked body from my view.
Her lower lip began to quiver as she still stared wildly at me,
wide-eyed and mouth agape, as if I were some ghostly apparition instead
of her own Uncle.
As I saw her body actually start to shake, I became suddenly concerned
about her, wondering (by her lack of color and her noticeable trembling)
if she were about to have a heart attack or something.
"Hayley," I asked, stepping forward, "are you alright?"
"Oh God!" she said loudly again, crouching down and pulling her
brother's sheet over her head so that I couldn't see her at all now.
"Hayley. It's just me," I said to the trembling lump of sheet before
me. "It's your Uncle Hal!"
"Oh God!" she said again in a pained voice that matched the trembling of
her body. "What did you SEE? What did you DO?"
"Nothing," I said in a calming voice. "I just took a picture."
There was a silence for a moment as the mound of sheet stopped shaking
and then her small voice intoned, "Picture? Picture of what?"
"Of you," I stated, "doing whatever it was that you were doing on the
bedpost."
"Oh GOD!" she cried loudly yet again.
"It's no big deal," I told her, stepping right to the bed now and
looking right at the formless mound of sheet. "I do it myself
sometimes... masturbate when I'm horny and nobody's around."
The sheet didn't move and there was no reply from under it.
"That was sure a funny way to get yourself off," I told her. "How did
you come up with that? Have the boys ever complained about how their
bedpost smells like cat food?"
"Oh GOD!" she cried again. "I wish I were DEAD!"
"Don't say that Hayley," I told her. "This is nothing to be so upset
about. So I caught you rubbing your pussy on a bedpost. What's the big
deal?"
"Mom would KILL me if she knew what I was doing with myself," Hayley
said. "And Daddy would die!"
"Oh, that's not true, honey," I said, reaching over and rubbing what
would be her back under the sheet. "I know that your mom would
understand."
"Mom? Understand? She's such a prude when it comes to sex! She'd faint,
if she knew what I had done, and then she'd get up off the floor and
kill me!"
"Oh come on, Hayley," I assured her, still rubbing her warm back, "I'm
sure that your mom knows a teenage girl needs a little sexual release
once in a while."
"Not MY mom! You don't know her like I do."
"Honey, she's my sister. I grew up with her. I know her pretty well...
better than most brothers know their sisters, in fact."
There was a silence for a while now as I continued to caress my niece's
back and she seemed to calm down a little. Then she spoke.
"Uncle Hal?"
"Yes, honey?"
"Could you leave the room now so I can go to my room and get some
clothes on?"
I chuckled to myself at Hayley's perceived predicament.
"Sure, baby," I told her. "I'll be waiting for you in the livingroom."
I turned now and walked to the door where I paused and looked back,
standing now quietly and lifting the camera to my face. After a few,
silent moments, my niece sat up, tossing back the sheet and exposing
herself once more.
Before she could react to seeing me, I snapped another shot of her with
her puffy tits visible above the bunk rail.
"Get out of here!" she yelled out testily, tossing a pillow at me, and I
laughed loudly and turned from the door and walked down the hall to the
livingroom.
The shorts, panties, bra and top, abandoned on the couch, told me that
Hayley must have undressed herself right here before going into her
brothers' room to do what I had caught her doing. Picking up the
discarded bikini panties, I could see the large, still-moist,
paste-like deposit in the center of the crotch panel and I brought it up
to my nose and sniffed the incredibly erotic, feminine odor of my
niece's fresh, teenage pussy from it, causing my cock to throb and my
head to swoon.
Looking over at the TV, I could see a blank, blue screen that showed me
she must have been watching a video while she was sitting here.
Taking a seat on the couch, I discarded the panties and picked up the
Sony remote from the coffee table and pressed PLAY.
Immediately a picture came up on the screen and (for some reason) it
shocked me momentarily. It was a blonde woman sucking on the head of a
man's hard cock as she jacked his shaft up and down. After watching the
oral sex display for a few moments, I rea lized that it was Ginger Lynn
and she was sucking on Peter North's member in an old porno video from
the 80's. In fact, I had seen the film before and it had sparked me to
masturbation a time or two. As I watched, Peter announced he was going
to cum and Ginger pulled him from between her lips and opened her mouth
wide as she jacked him hard and aimed the head of his very stiff cock right
at her outstretched tongue.
Just as his torrents of milky sperm started to rain into Ginger's
wide-open mouth, I heard a sound behind me and then Hayley's pretty,
feminine voice loudly announced, "Yuck!" But then she added, "I wonder
what that tastes like?"
"I don't really know," I told her. "Some say it's salty and some say
it's bitter and still others say it's sweet tasting."
Hayley, dressed now in a pair of green plaid Capri pants and a light
blue knitted pullover came around the couch, looking sullen and ready to
take whatever lecture I was about to dish out. Sitting down beside me,
she took the remote from my hand and turned off the video, saying,
"I've had enough of that," as the screen went to blue again.
"What? Sex?" I asked.
"Yes," she said, sighing loudly and looking forward at the blank TV
screen. "Sex just got me in terrible trouble... like my Mom always
warned me it would. Like it did when she was a teenager and had to
marry Daddy."
"Oh, you're not in trouble," I assured her, reaching over and rubbing
the top of her thigh playfully for emphasis.
"I'm not?" she asked, turning her lovely face to me and looking at me
with a sorrowful hopelessness in her expression. "After what you saw me
doing? Aren't you going to tell my Mom on me?"
"Well," I said, trying to choose my words carefully, "I don't HAVE to
tell her. Not if you're good and do something that I want you to do for
me."
Hayley's pretty features brightened as she seemed to realize that I was
being truthful with her and that I wouldn't betray her to her mother.
"Do something for you?" she asked brightly, as if she were excited by
the prospect. "What?"
I looked right into her big, blue eyes now as I replied, "Pose for a few
pictures for me."
"Pose for you? How? What KIND of pictures?"
"Well, I have a few friends on a newsgroup on the Internet. I'm sure
they'd love to see a girl as pretty and young as you posing."
Hayley's expression turned to one of suspicion as she asked, "Posing
doing what?"
"Showing some things," I said, looking away from her.
"Showing what?"
"Your... charms," I stated, looking back at her now and the sweetness
and innocence of her causing me to start chickening out on my plan.
"What charms?" she pressed. And seeing me looking right at her chest
now, she asked, "You mean my tits? You want to take a picture of my
tits, Uncle Hal?"
Sheepishly I looked back up at her face, expecting a look of scorn from
her but surprised at her still cheery smile.
"Yeah," I admitted.
"Well," she replied, "okay. But for YOU ONLY! NOT for your friends to
see, understand?"
"Sure," I said as I watched her cross the room and sit down on the stool
beside the TV.
As I watched her, my cock hardening at the prospects, my niece reached
up into the bottom of her blue sweater and I saw her fumble with the
buttons of her bra under there.
"Are you ready?" she asked, looking at me excitedly, as if she were
doing something devilishly naughty.
"Sure," I said, raising the camera to my eye and looking through the
viewfinder at her, "go ahead and show me."
And I put my finger to the shutter button just as Hayley pulled up her
blue sweater and I snapped a picture just as the bottom of her sweater
came up over what would have been her bare, perky titties.
But Hayley had a trick up her sleeve (or under her sweater in this
case). She was wearing a red and brown plaid top under her sweater and
over her bra and she had merely unbuttoned the front of that
tight-fitting top and not her bra, which was still in place as I took
her picture.
Hayley giggled at my flustered expression as I lowered the camera.
There was disappointment in my voice as I said, "That's not fair,
Hayley! I promised not to tell your folks about what you were doing but
you were supposed to show me your tits for a picture!"
"Oh, come on, Uncle Hal! You don't really want to see my tits, do you?
They're certainly nothing special."
"Yes," I told her as I watched her pull her sweater back down, "I do!"
Hayley just sat there for a time, thinking.
"Well..." she finally spoke, a tentative lilt in her melodic, young
voice. "You won't tell anyone? Or show the picture to anyone? Ever? You
promise?"
I nodded excitedly.
"Well..." she said again, getting up now and coming slowly over to the
couch where I was. "You go over there," she said, taking my hand and
pulling me up and nodding to the stool that she had been sitting on.
"You can take one picture but that's it."
"Okay," I hastily agreed.
"But not until I tell you to."
"Okay."
And I watched as my thirteen year old niece pulled her sweater up and
over her head and tossed it on the floor and then she removed her plaid
top and then reached behind her, high up between her shoulder blades, to
unfasten her white bra.
Hayley's pink tongue peaked out the corner of her mouth as she leaned
forward on the couch and unclasped her bra and then she sat back,
holding her bra to her breasts for a moment as she looked back at me
with a conspiratorial expression on her face. Then she let the bra
fall down her arms and those two, perky orbs came into my view, making
my cock go even stiffer in my pants.
"Ready?" she asked.
"Yes," I replied, lifting the camera to my face and zeroing in on my
sister's daughter's developing mammary glands in the viewfinder.
"Wait a minute," she said and then she placed her hands to the sides of
her breasts and compressed the two, fatty hills together in a pose that
she must have seen in some Penthouse magazine.
"Shoot," she said and I did.
I got the most picture-perfect shot of my pretty, young niece posing
seductively for me and grinning at me as if she were just as into it as
her mother had been thirteen years ago.
The sight of her, and the memory of what I used to do with her mother
caused my cock to begin sending overwhelmingly erotic messages to my
brain and I found that I wanted to see much more of my pretty niece
desperately.
"Now," I said, still looking through the viewfinder at her and hoping
for more cooperation, "take down your pants and your panties and show me
your pussy."
"WHAT?" she exclaimed loudly, sitting up now.
"I want a picture of your pussy, Hayley."
"Oh no!" she flatly and loudly refused. "I'm not going to do THAT!"
"But why?" I asked. "I've already seen it!"
"You snuck a look at it when I wasn't showing it!" she stated. "That's
not the same thing as me letting you see it. I'd never do that," she
said as she reached for her bra and her plaid halter top and started to
put them back on, covering her pretty tit s from my view.
"Look," I told her, "I saw it but I didn't get a good picture of it."
"And you WON'T," she said as she buttoned the many buttons of her snugly
fitting top over the lacy bra.
"Listen," I said, "we made a bargain. You promised to pose for me if I
promised not to tell your mom what I saw you doing."
"I don't care," she said, suddenly arrogant toward me. "You're my
uncle. You're supposed to be the adult and I'm just a child. You don't
expect me to show you my privates, do you? Besides that, it's illegal!
You'd go to jail!"
"You don't quite get it, Hayley," I told her with firmness in my voice,
becoming testy at her attitude. "If you don't do as I ask you, not only
will I tell your mother what I caught you doing, I'll show her!"
"What do you mean?"
"Look," I told her, taking the digital camera from around my neck and
looking in the viewfinder as I clicked back a few pictures to the one of
her having an orgasm on her brothers' bunk bed.
As I watched her look into the viewfinder, I saw a look of ashen shame
come over her face. "Oh my God!" she stated as she stared into the
camera and then she looked up at me with a fearful, pleading expression
on her pretty face. "Uncle Hal," she said, all her haute arrogance gone
now, "you would never show that awful picture to my mother, would you?
I'd just die if she ever saw it! Honest to God! I'd just die!"
"No need for that, Hayley honey," I assured her. "Just let your uncle
get a good shot of your pussy. That's all. Then she'll never see it.
I promise!"
Hayley's head dropped for a moment and when she looked up at me there
were tears forming in her puffy eyes. Tears I didn't want to see or
understand.
"Please, Uncle Hal! Please don't make me do that!"
"Sorry, honey," I told her, seeing a chink in her armor, "but if I don't
see your pussy, your Mom sees the picture."
"Alright," she said quietly, looking away from me. "But not here.
Someone may come to the door and see in."
"Where?"
"In my bedroom. Come on."
I followed Hayley down the hall and into her room where she shut the
door and then stepped to her bed and started to unfasten the snap at the
front of her Capri pants but then stopped and turned to me and asked,
"Please, Uncle Hal! Do I HAVE to?"
Sitting now at the foot of her bed, I looked up at her teary, hopeless
expression and said, "Yes. You have to."
Hayley slowly pulled off her pants and, wearing her plaid top and a pair
of white, bikini panties, she got onto her bed and lay, at the head,
with her ass on her pillows and her back up against the wall.
I put the camera to my eye and focused in on her for a time but she just
stared at me, glassy eyed and didn't move.
"Well?" I asked, impatiently waiting and looking through the camera at
her.
"Damn you, Uncle Hal," Hayley said, wiping her wet eyes with the palms
of her hands. And then I watched her through the viewfinder as she
pulled her panties quickly down her legs and off of her and then she
tossed them to the floor and looked at me with an odd, red-faced
expression of defiant hurt as she said, "Go ahead! Take your dirty
picture!"
Her pussy, between her slightly parted thighs, looked so fresh and so
pink and so pretty as I pressed the shutter button and looked at it
through the viewer. With just a few wisps of new, dark pubic hairs
adorning its puffy, textured outer lips and its inner petals still red
from being rubbed on the bedpost.
The sight made my cock hurt because it was so hard and throbbing now. I
was burning with lust and hungry to see even more of her.
"There," I said as I lowered the camera. "Now," I added, "reach down
there and spread it open for me."
"What?" She craned forward and asked loudly, as if she didn't believe
what I was asking her to do.
"You heard me," I stated. "Spread your legs apart and reach down there
and pull your pussy's lips open so I can take a good photo of up your
hole!"
"Oh, God!" she said, covering her deeply reddening face with both of her
hands now. "Don't ask me to do that, Uncle Hal. I couldn't do a thing
like that. Please!"
"Come on, Hayley. DO it for me!"
"No, Uncle Hal. Please!" she said, lowering her hands and looking up at
me with a pleading expression on her pretty, teenage face. "You know
I'd do ANYTHING for you but you just can't ask a girl to do a thing like
that! You just CAN'T! It's too personal! Please! I can't do it. I just
can't! I'd die of shame, Uncle Hal!"
"God damn it, Hayley," I yelled at her now, too horny and too impatient
to wait out her protests, "shut up and show me your cunt!" And then I
angrily screamed at her, "Do it NOW, DAMMIT!"
My little niece seemed to cower on the bed at my words and I watched her
as she slinked timidly onto her back. Then, looking sorrowfully up at
me, she whimpered and slowly opened her legs wide, with her knees up and
out to her sides. Then, as I raised the camera to my face to focus,
she reached down with the pudgy fingers of both of her hands and she
took hold of both the puffy lips of her pussy and spread herself wide
open for me.
The breath caught in my throat and my mouth went dry as I snapped the
picture of her. What an incredibly pretty pussy Hayley had-- just
exactly like her mother's had been!
I could see into the flower of her blossoming womanhood as I lowered the
camera and just looked down at that beautiful, forbidden, sexual thing
between her lewdly open legs, her pink vagina still oozing clear fluid
from her recent orgasm.
From my vantage point above her, I could smell the sublime odor of her
pussy now too. A very strong scent of the spice of her feminine
discharge mixed with pee and sweat and fermented in the hot folds of her
pussy since this morning's shower.
The scent and the sight made me light headed and caused my cock to throb
wildly in the confines of my pants.
She looked so like my darling Lesley had looked when she was sexually
mine and I could have her whenever I wanted her! I HAD to have Hayley
now. I just HAD to!
Losing all self-control, I just went for it, dropping to my chest
between her wide-spread thighs and pushing my face and my mouth right to
her open sex.
Hayley's body stiffened and shook as my lips engulfed her pussy lips and
my tongue pressed deeply up the slick, sweet-tasting, textured tunnel of
her vagina.
Hayley removed her fingers from her lips and pushed them hard against my
forehead as I started to lick her out, tasting the sweet and spicy
flavors of the folds and delicate petals of her young sexual organ.
"What are you DOING?" I heard her wheeze as she tried to push my face
from her crotch and work her legs to dislodge me. But I was in a sexual
feeding frenzy and couldn't be moved from her pussy as I licked deeply
into her and sniffed the erotic scent deeply from her mons.
Hayley let go of my head now and pressed her soft, fleshy thighs to the
sides of my face, trapping my head between her legs as I watched her
stomach muscles begin to ripple and tighten before my eyes and felt her
vagina start to pucker around my probing tongue.
It was clear, to me, as I felt her hands suddenly grasp at the back of
my head, that my little niece was now enjoying what I was doing to her.
Hell. Her mom sure loved it when I used to do it to her!
As I continued to eat my thirteen-year-old niece out, she began to move
her ass on the mattress and work her pussy back against my face and I
reached up her body with both of my hands and started to unbutton the
many buttons of her top as I squeezed her tits under the cotton
material.
Hayley helped me by unbuttoning the rest of her top while I pulled the
cups of her bra down and started to fondle and squeeze the sublimely
warm and spongy flesh of my niece's firm titties and, as I licked at her
sex, her soft, puffy areolas delicately enlarged against my palms.
Feeling her start to shake under me and judging by the quickening,
urgent way she was working her pussy to my face and the amount of
sweet-tasting, slick, feminine discharge I was lapping out of her hot
vagina, I knew that little Hayley was on the edge of climax.
I wanted it to be a good one for her so I doubled my efforts at her
sexual portal and started to use my upper lip to rub firmly against her
slick, rubbery clit.
Hayley suddenly gasped in a breath and her flat stomach tightened firmly
in front of my eyes so that I could see the ripples of her muscles
beneath her supple skin. At the same time her grip on the back of my
head tightened and as Hayley pressed her spasming pussy firmly to my
face, she started to pull my head even more firmly to her widely open
crotch and I heard her start to scream out through her nose as her
vagina tightened repeatedly round my deeply buried tongue and she
climaxed long and hard for me, rubbing her pussy in my face as I
greedily licked out her sugary, orgasmic flow.
We were both breathless by the time her orgasm released her and I pulled
my slimy face back from her scented crotch to catch my breath.
Looking up at her face, she was deeply flushed and panting and her
nostrils were wide and flared and she looked down at me and smiled.
"God," she breathed at me, "that was the best thing I ever felt in my
life! God! I'm still cumming!"
And realizing that the camera was still around my neck, I sat up and
snapped a picture of her in the glow of her post-climax.
My Lord, she looked so sweet and so sexy and so young and so satisfied
there on her bed... just as her mother had looked when I used to make
her cum that way.
I could just eat her up!
And I just had!
My cock was so hard now and oozing so much pre-cum that the front of my
blue pants had a noticeable bulge topped with a wet, deeper blue spot.
Not thinking about what I was intending to do or if I could control
myself, I got on the bed between her legs on my knees and pulled my
pants and shorts down, freeing my engorged cock which stood up from my
crotch and pointed right at my sweet niece's nubile, young body like a
compass needle pointing north.
Hayley's eyes went wide as saucers as she saw it and I didn't know if
the look on her face was pure fear or pure lust or what.
But then she scampered up to a sitting position in front of my kneeling
form and (without a word) she took my cock right into her warm, sweet,
pretty mouth and started to greedily suck it.
The suction she applied to me was quite sublime and I almost passed out
from the sheer thrill of the awfully forbidden (on several counts and
legal statutes) and lewdly perverted act that I was engaging in with
her.
Hayley pressed her right hand to my bare thigh to steady herself and
took the base of my cock gently in her left hand and began to apply
gentle but forceful suction to my shaft as she worked her pretty face on
my member like she was fucking me slowly with her mouth.
It was just like Ginger had done it in the video.
Hayley sucked and squeezed and worked her face on me and teased my
cock-trigger with the tip of her tongue until I could just not stand
another moment of it and I felt my balls tighten and my ass stiffen and
my spine go rigid and I was at the edge of climax and becoming
delirious with the energy of a huge, impending orgasm.
But I managed to do two things: I warned Hayley that I was about to cum
and ejaculate in her mouth and I reached over to my camera and picked it
up and held it out to my side as I tried to aim at the action at my
loins and then, just as I went over the edge and fed my teenage niece
the first, pressurized shot of my pent-up sperm, I snapped the picture,
hoping that I had the camera aimed correctly.
Hayley didn't miss a stroke as I spurt her shot after shot of my cum.
She just kept sucking and working her tongue on the sensitive ridge
under my cock-head, coaxing an intense, thrilling orgasm from me until I
had given her all the semen my balls had to offer (which was
considerable since I hadn't had sex in over a year). And even when I
was spent she kept up her blow-job until I had to reach down and push
her back from my shrinking, painfully satisfied prick.
"Whew, Hayley," I said down to her, "that was fan-fucking-tastic, honey!
I hadn't cum that good since I was twenty years old!"
Looking up at me, I saw a smile play across her tightly clamped lips and
then I saw her puff out her cheeks like a pretty chipmunk and I realized
that she had (what must have been) a heaping amount of my sperm still in
her mouth. She hadn't swallowed any of it!
I smiled back at her and touched her puffed cheek tenderly with the back
of my hand and asked her, "Do you need to run to the bathroom, baby?
What are you going to do with it?"
Hayley's smile increased to where the corners of her mouth curved up in
a devilish grin. Then she made a show of noisily swallowing the whole,
thick load of my semen and she laughed and opened her mouth widely for
me so that I could see it was now empty except for a couple of
pearl-like clots still clinging to her pink tongue. "All gone!" she
happily sang.
I couldn't help myself. It was as if the years had faded away and my
Lesley was back with me. I felt such a strong sense of love and
thankfulness toward this little girl that I grabbed the back of her
head, leaned my face to hers and kissed her full and
forcefully on the lips, pressing my tongue deep into her yielding mouth
and tasting both the sweetness of her youth and the slightly salty
flavor of my own sperm as we fell over together on her bed.
Holding each other tightly, we kissed with an incredible, passionate
hunger, as if we were trying to devour each other, filling the room with
wet, suction sounds as our lips formed perfectly together and broke away
and our tongues probed each other deeply.
"I.. love.. you.., Uncle Hal..," Hayley said between my kisses. "I..
always.. have."
"And I love you, Hayley," I told her.
"But not like a niece and her uncle," she said. "I've loved you as a
lover loves her man for quite some time. Didn't you see it?"
"Really?" I asked, stroking her firm, left breast as I kissed the nape
of her neck.
"Uncle Hal, who do you think I was fantasizing about as I rubbed myself
on the bed? It was YOU!"
"It WAS?"
"And what I did for you... the sucking. I've dreamed of having you in
my mouth for as far back as I can remember. It's like it was meant to
be. Like I was made for you. Like I'm yours, Uncle Hal."
"Yes," I said, suddenly aware of her meaning as I looked closely into
her deep, blue eyes. "I feel it too, Hayley."
And I DID feel something. The beauty and the youthfulness of her
compelled me to take her in my arms and I went back to kissing her and
holding her and cuddling warmly with her, feeling and probing her warm,
wet pussy as she clutched at and stroked my re-hardened cock. Then I
realized that my penis was now brutally stiff and that it wanted inside
of Hayley more than it had ever wanted anything since that long-ago day
in my sister's bedroom.
Aware of what was about to happen, I sat up and reached for my discarded
pants to pull them on.
"What?" she asked. "Are you leaving me now? Is that it? Aren't you
going to fuck me? I'll let you, you know. I'm a virgin, Uncle Hal but
I've always fantasized about you being my first."
I leaned over and kissed her soft, warm, glowing cheek and I got out of
her bed and started to fasten my trousers. "No," I told her. "That
wouldn't be right now, Hayley. After all, I AM your uncle and you're
only thirteen."
"Aw," she said, disappointedly.
"But I'm going to start visiting you more often and spending time with
you and having you stay weekends with me if your mom says it's okay."
"Really?" she asked up at me, her blue eyes sparkling happily.
"And we can do more of this and some other things together and then,
when you're seventeen, maybe you'll still want me to be your first."
"Of course I will," she told me. "I want you to be my first and my
only."
"You do?" I said, looking at that sweet, smiling face and then down at
that pretty, pink, open pussy she was displaying between her spread legs
for me.
"I'm yours Uncle Hal," she said, "Now and forever. I'm saving it all
for you!"
"Aside from that lucky bedpost," I added.
"Oh, I won't need THAT anymore," she giggled, reaching up and pulling me
back down onto the bed with her.
That day was the first of many where Hayley and I got together for long
sessions of sweet, slow oral love making or hours of sensual kissing or
thrilling bouts of passionate, mutual masturbation. Or sometimes just
quickly feeling each other up when we got a moment alone... just like
I used to do with my sister Lesley thirteen years ago.
True to my word, I have not taken her cherry yet but I know that I have
finally found my true, sexual soul-mate and a real partner for life (I
plan to run off with her as soon as she graduates from school).
How can I let my Hayley go? After all, not only does she look exactly
like Lesley did when we were teens, she also has the horniness and the
sexual energy of both me and my sister put together!
Oh, and the pictures I took that day (plus a few more really nasty ones
that we took since)? I went ahead and uploaded them to that newsgroup on
the Internet. They loved them!