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Pumping Niece
by Beating Off Bob (beatingoffbob@yahoo.com)

***

Chrissy works for Uncle Bob at his gas station, where 
she takes care of the customer's needs. She'd like to 
date, but doesn't know how to act around boys, so she 
enlists Bob's aid to show her what boys might want to 
do and gets her own needs taken care of as Bob pumps 
her instead of gas. (M/f-teen, ped, inc, 1st, oral, 
preg) 

***

Bob Peters leaned back in the old steel double wide 
lawn chair, circa 1952 and watched as Chrissy took care 
of old Mrs. Johnson's needs. Chrissy greeted Mrs. 
Johnson, started the gas pump and then checked under 
the hood before beginning to wash and dry all the 
windows of the Cadillac. Bob was glad he had hired 
Chrissy. He'd always been glad. 

Had anyone asked him, he'd gladly have admitted that 
when he first hired her it was mostly for her looks. 
She was a babe. Sixteen, fresh, pretty, vivacious, with 
high round teenage breasts and hips to kill for, her 
blond pony tail bobbed and waved as she went over the 
car. 

When she reached to get a spot in the middle of the 
windshield, one leg came off the ground and Bob had a 
nice view of the crotch of her cut offs and the white 
panties she was wearing under them. Chrissy usually 
wore a T shirt to work at the gas station, but today 
she was wearing a halter top and Bob had been half 
stiff since she reported for work. It was Friday and 
they stayed open an hour longer on Fridays.

The other reason he'd hired her was because she was his 
brother's daughter. He'd watched her grow up and now 
that she was almost a woman he really enjoyed being 
around her. She adored him and in any situation other 
than at work she'd have run up to him and thrown her 
arms around him, pressing her tight little body against 
him and giving him a sloppy kiss on the lips. They'd 
been buddies for years. 

He'd never have thought even one time about forcing her 
to do anything sexual, but she'd been good for beat off 
fantasies for more than a couple of years now, and she 
was getting better and better all the time. She'd just 
started going out on dates and the thought of what 
those boys she went out with were probably doing to and 
with her made Bob's dick hard most of the time.

Mrs. Johnson paid Chrissy and they both waved at each 
other as the Caddy rolled out of the station. Chrissy 
put the money in the till and then came over and 
flopped down in a rusty chair almost exactly like the 
one Bob was sitting in. As she flopped down her legs 
spread and the almost non-existent denim between her 
legs was framed in white cotton of the panties under 
it. Bob stared and Chrissy caught him.

"Uncle Bob!" she squealed. "What are you looking at?" 
She knew what he was looking at, but wanted to give him 
a hard time.

"A little piece of dreamland, Chrissy. A little piece 
of dreamland." he laughed.

Chrissy closed her legs, but not completely. It made 
her feel special when her Uncle looked at her as a 
woman. She'd been flattered by his attention for years 
and he'd always been a perfect gentleman. It was nice 
to be looked at as a woman without having to worry 
about whether or not you were going to have to kick the 
guy in the balls to keep him in line. "You're just a 
dirty old man" she grinned.

"I'm not that old" he complained. "And besides, what 
was I supposed to do when you flashed your pussy at 
me?" He stopped cold. Had he actually used the word 
"pussy" in front of his niece. He looked at her, 
shocked that he'd lost control of his mouth and saw 
that she was astounded too.

"Oh shit, Chrissy, I'm sorry." he groaned. "My mouth 
ran away with my tongue. I shouldn't have said that. 
I'm so sorry." He was glowing red now as he blushed to 
his neck.

Chrissy couldn't believe her Uncle had used that word. 
That was a word the boys at school used and sometimes 
her friends said it too, but it was a word she'd never 
heard any adult use. He thought of her as having a... 
pussy. 

She was surprised to feel a tingle in that part of her 
body and then she felt herself blush too. It kind of 
turned her on to think that her Uncle thought of her as 
a sexual being. She reached over and kissed him firmly 
on his cheek. "You don't have anything to be sorry for. 
I shouldn't be flashing my... my pussy at you. I don't 
want to give you a heart attack." Then she kissed him 
again and turned around to give him time to get himself 
in order. She fiddled with a display of windshield 
wipers.

The next day, when it was time for Chrissy to go to 
work, she decided to wear a short denim skirt. She 
chose a pair of lavender panties to wear under them. 
When she got to work she hugged Bob, pressing her body 
against his. She was extra vigilant to get every 
windshield that day, and bent over each hood, knowing 
that her purple panties could be seen if Bob was 
watching.

And Bob was watching. He noticed the skirt immediately 
when she got to work. She never wore a skirt. She was 
way too much of a tomboy for that. Or had been. Quite 
suddenly she was a girl. Maybe yesterday hadn't been 
such a mistake after all. She was obviously flashing 
him today, and had obviously planned for it. He sat in 
the old steel lawn chair, dick stiff, and watched her 
contentedly. 

When the last customer for the day drove off, Chrissy 
came and sat beside her Uncle. Bob looked at her. "I 
thought you weren't going to flash me any more" he 
said. "Something about not wanting me to have a heart 
attack as I recall?" 

She blushed prettily. "Well, I don't know. I guess I 
kind of liked it when you... noticed me."

"Chrissy, honey, doesn't your boyfriend notice you?" 
Bob said.

Now she frowned. "I don't have one." She saw the 
question in his eyes and went on "My friends have them 
and all they seem to talk about is how much trouble 
boys are. I mean they always want to... do things..."

Bob smiled inside. "Of course they do honey, that's 
what boys are made for. They see a beautiful filly like 
you and they want to make babies. It's perfectly 
normal."

"But I don't think I'm ready for that." she complained. 
"And besides, I don't know how to act around boys. I 
mean they want to do things and they want girls to do 
things to them and... I don't know what all. All I know 
is that I feel stupid even talking to a boy. I've been 
out on three dates and I didn't have fun on any of them 
because I didn't know how to act." Suddenly she was 
teary eyed and sniffling.

Bob reached out and put his arm around her, pulling her 
against him. She snuggled in and moaned "I need lessons 
or something." Suddenly she turned her face to Bob. 
"You!" she yipped. "You could give me lessons on what 
to do with a boy. Oh please, Uncle Bobbie, pleeaase."

Bob considered it for a minute and his cock began to 
stiffen. The idea was quite nice, but he knew it 
wouldn't work. "I don't think so, honey." She began to 
argue and he drove on. "You're young and I'm old, and 
it wouldn't be right. I'd have to touch you and you'd 
have to touch me and society says you're too young for 
that."

She bristled. "I don't care what society says. I'm 
almost a woman, and I don't care how old you are. I 
trust you Uncle Bob and I wouldn't mind it one bit if 
you touched me." She glared at him, then turned on the 
injured little girl eyes that worked so well on him. 
"Oh please, Uncle Bob. You don't have to do anything 
you don't want to and if I get scared or nervous I'll 
tell you about it. But guys keep asking me out and I 
keep making up excuses not to go because I just know 
I'll do or say something stupid and they'll laugh at 
me." There were tears in her eyes again.

Bob melted. She was so beautiful, so fresh, so 
innocent. He kissed the tears in her eyes and hugged 
her. Her arms went around his neck. When he pulled 
back, all he could see was her serious gaze and her 
ruby plump lips. He decided to kiss her and was 
suddenly lost, sinking down into her being as her lips 
moved against his. It was a good kiss. When they broke 
her eyes were round and wide and she was panting. "Wow, 
Uncle Bob. That was some kiss. Is that how I should 
kiss a boy?"

Bob smiled and said "That was nothing, honey. OK, I'll 
teach you a few things, but the thought of those boys 
pawing you makes me feel a little... I don't know... 
jealous maybe, so I don't want you to go too far with 
any of them unless I think you're ready. OK?"

"Whatever you say" she bubbled. "Can we start now?"

Bob thought about the bed he'd set up in the back room 
several years ago. He'd put it in there so he could 
sleep over at the station if he wanted to. It was 
private, and comfortable. They'd be uninterrupted for 
as long as they wanted. He wasn't completely sure he'd 
be able to control himself, though. She was a 
delectable little thing. "What about your parents, 
Chrissy? Won't they be expecting you home soon?"

"No. They went to this thing down in Branson where 
people show them a condo and they get to stay there for 
the weekend and swim and golf and all that stuff. 
They're thinking about buying one. I don't think 
they'll be back until Sunday night."

He made his decision. "OK. We'll start your lessons 
tonight. But we can't go too far Chrissy. You have to 
understand that. This is touchy-feely only, OK? We 
can't, like actually have sex or anything. It wouldn't 
be right, and besides, I don't have a rubber or 
anything and we don't need to be worried about getting 
you pregnant. How does that sound?"

She looked at him very seriously. "OK." she said 
simply.

He took here to the back room and put on some soft 
music. He started by just standing in front of her, 
holding her hands in his. "Guys will be ready to do 
sexual things when they first pick you up for your 
date. But you shouldn't just jump right into that. Sex 
can be a wonderful thing, but you need to have some 
feelings for each other before you go that far. So the 
first thing you should do is get to know each other." 

She nodded and he went on. "Talk about all kinds of 
things. Ask him questions about himself and he'll talk 
for hours. Talk about movies you liked and didn't like, 
cars, jobs, all that kind of thing. Probably the first 
thing you should do physically is dance."

He took Chrissy in his arms and began to sway back and 
forth. She put her arms around him and pressed her body 
against his. She felt so soft and warm. Her pointed 
titties were pressing into his chest and he started to 
get hard. He dropped his hands to her buttocks. She 
burrowed her face into his neck and went "Mmmmmmm, that 
feels nice." 

He began to rub her ass cheeks, going up and down, and 
then in circles. He dipped down below her short skirt 
and slid his hands up onto her panty-covered ass. Now 
he was feeling those purple panties he had seen so many 
times that day. 

"This is probably the first thing the boys will try to 
do with you." he said in her ear. You can send them a 
message by allowing it, or stopping them." He slid his 
hands into the waistband of her panties, cupping her 
naked buns.

"Mmmmmmmmmm," she said again, and ground her pussy into 
his boner. "What else might they try, Uncle Bob?"

"They'll want you to lie down while they kiss you" he 
said huskily, and pulled her to the bed. She willingly 
sunk down with him and sought his lips with hers. He 
tongued her mouth and she opened for him. Again, he 
slid one hand inside her panties and cupped her butt 
cheek while he sucked her tongue. Then he slid that 
hand around her hip and nestled it into the vee of her 
crotch. Chrissy spread her legs and moaned into his 
mouth.

Bob broke the kiss. "They'll want to do this while 
you're lying down with them." Then he wiggled his 
middle finger into her pussy lips, finding them slick 
and willing to open for him. He hooked the fat finger, 
digging it into her pussy and she hissed as he applied 
pressure to her little teen clit.

"Ohhhhhhh, Uncle Bob, that feels really nice" she said 
as her hips rose up off the bed.

"Do you ever do this to yourself, Chrissy?" he asked as 
he slid the finger into her deeper.

"Mmmmmm, sometimes," she said softly. "When I'm in bed, 
alone, at night."

"Well, the boys will want to do this to you until you 
cum on their finger. They'll want to suck your titties 
too while they do it."

"Ahhhhhhhhh," groaned Chrissy, her hips now bouncing up 
and down as she wiggled on his intruding finger. "Maybe 
you should do that... so I'll know what to expect."

He started to pull her shirt up, but she suddenly sat 
up and stripped naked in less than 30 seconds. She 
looked at him with hot eyes. "It'll be more comfortable 
this way."

Now she lay beside him, her legs wide open, so he could 
continue his "lessons". His prick was painfully hard 
now. He slid two fingers in her untried pussy and 
feasted on her nipples. Chrissy had interesting 
nipples. Her areolas were puffy and large, and it was 
hard to actually see the nipple itself. It blended into 
the dark flesh around it. As he licked and sucked the 
puffy bumps, though, the nipples began to define and 
soon they spiked out, red and angry looking. He pinched 
one while he sucked the other and Chrissy groaned.

"And then, they'll want you to play with their penis," 
he said, between nibbles on her engorged milk nubs.

"I've never seen one of those," she whispered, panting.

Again there was a flurry of activity as she unbuttoned 
his shirt, undid his belt and stripped all the clothing 
from his body. "I wouldn't do this with a boy" she said 
as she pulled off his pants. "But you're different and 
these are lessons." She stared at his prick as it came 
into view, long, slightly bent, pointed. It was 
dripping with milky leakage. "What's that?" she said, 
pointing at it.

"That's sperm, honey. That's what we don't want to get 
up inside your pussy. It could make you pregnant. But 
you can help the boys out other ways." 

Bob taught her more. Soon she was jacking his cock with 
her little teen hands. She didn't mind kissing and 
sucking his knob and he found she was an excellent cock 
sucker. She didn't take the whole shaft, but that was 
OK because what she did to the head was amazing. "You 
taste good," she said at one point, and he almost came 
in her mouth.

"Boys really like to shoot their sperm in a girl's 
mouth" he said "but a lot of girls don't like the 
taste."

"I do," she said, and attacked the head again. He slid 
two fingers into her and poked them deep. He hadn't 
felt anything that seemed to be a hymen, and she hadn't 
complained when he got two fingers in her. If it had 
already torn that would make getting a prick in her 
much easier. Then his head jerked. What was he 
thinking? He couldn't do that to her. He decided to let 
her suck him to completion.

But Chrissy had other ideas. "Uncle Bob? Isn't there 
something like this boys can do to the girl?"

Bob wanted to cum badly, but he pushed that thought 
aside. "Sure honey. Want me to do that for you?"

"Uh huh" she said shyly. He positioned her on her back, 
knees up and spread. Her pussy was puffy and pink, 
nestled in her blond curly pubes. Now he sucked and 
chewed on her pussy lips and attacked her clitty with 
his tongue.

Chrissy found something she knew instantly she'd love 
for the rest of her life. "Ohhhhhhh Uncle Bob.... 
that's so nice... Oh.... Ohhhhhhhhhhh... 
AHHHHHHHEEEEEEEE!!" She slid effortlessly into an 
orgasm and pushed her pussy into his face. He bit her 
clit lightly as her hips went crazy.

Finally she was done and he kissed his way up her 
belly, sucking in both nipples lightly, and then ending 
up at her mouth. "You know what I taste like. This is 
what you taste like." When he finished kissing her he 
thought he'd better get his prick back in her mouth 
soon or he'd have a case of the blue balls.

Chrissy was looking at him with those serious eyes 
again. "Isn't there anything else the boys will want to 
do to me?" she said.

"Of course they'd love to get their stiff pricks into 
your sweet pussy" he said, but you mustn't let them do 
that."

"Not even with a rubber on?" she said in a husky sexy 
voice.

"Not even then" said Bob. "Rubbers can break and you 
don't need some pimply boy's baby in your belly.

"But I want to know what THAT is like too." she 
complained. "Can't you put YOURS in? Just a little? 
Just so I can understand.

"Ohhhh sweetie, I'd love to, but my prick is all 
covered with sperm right now."

Chrissy pushed him down, sat up and attacked his member 
with her mouth. Now she DID slide her lips all the way 
down his shaft, sucking as she pulled back up and off 
of him. She did it three more times and looked up at 
him. "It’s all clean now. Please? Just a little?"

Bob knew he shouldn't. Had he come, in her mouth or 
otherwise, he might have been able to resist. But his 
mind wasn't working very well. As usual, when a man's 
balls were full, his mind was empty. Chrissy lay back 
down, here thighs open and inviting. "Please, Uncle 
Bob?" She was pulling him toward the saddle.

He mounted her. He looked down. Just as his prick head 
touched her open labia, he saw another large drop of 
milky white spooge well up. It dripped off of his prick 
tip, right into her open pussy. He groaned, trying to 
make himself get up and away from her. But her virgin 
puss was a magnet. He slid his boner into her, stopping 
halfway.

Chrissy grunted as her pussy was stretched by a prick 
for the first time. It didn't hurt, exactly, but there 
was pressure like she'd never felt before. She spread 
her legs wider. Bob pulled back a little and slid 
further in. Twice more and his pubes meshed with hers. 
She was a woman now. She had a cunt full of cock. 
Chrissy found something else she knew she'd want to do 
every day for the rest of her life.

Bob had too. She was delicious. She was hot and wet. 
Her pussy gobbled his prick. He leaked more stuff into 
her. Suddenly he knew he would cum, and that he would 
cum inside her. With that thought he pushed harder, 
probing her depths, jamming his prick head into her 
cervix. "This is what the boys will want to do the 
most" he gasped.

Chrissy couldn't believe the feelings in her pussy. She 
felt them in her whole body - especially in her 
nipples. "I can see why" she gasped back.

Bob pulled almost out, looked her in the eye, and began 
to fuck Chrissy. With long strong strokes he reamed her 
out. She had an orgasm after the sixth stroke and 
whined. When he felt her pussy quiver and knew she was 
there he jammed in and held it there as his hips went 
in circles, massaging her clit with his pubic bone. Her 
cervix nipped and munched at his prick tip. Bob gave up 
his last control and let the sap rise. 

With his prick tip peeking into Chrissy's teenaged 
womb, Bob's boner swelled and fired it's first salvo of 
baby makers into her young body. As the long ropes of 
sticky cum shot from his boner into his young niece, 
Bob instinctively knew that he'd be doing this again - 
as often as she'd spread her legs for him. He knew 
there would be consequences, but he didn't care. He 
felt his nerves and muscles synchronize as he pumped 
her full of his sperm, fertilizing her garden with his 
seed.

He was right. Chrissy, after she got her first cunt-
full of hard prick, wanted some every day. And every 
day she led him to the back room of the station, where 
she lay back on that bed, thrillingly naked, legs 
spread for him and let him fuck her full of his seed. 
She knew he was cumming in her. He told her each and 
every time. She could feel it. But she loved her Uncle 
and didn't care.

Chrissy, now knowing exactly what the boys would want 
to do with her on dates, decided she was too young to 
date. She'd wait a while. 

At least until after the baby came.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a 
fellow convict in their local prison.
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