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Crossing The Line To The Promised Land
by Cleanshaven (address withheld)
***
A 36 year old man is tempted by his 14 year old niece.
(MMf-teen, ped, inc, voy, 1st, mast, oral)
***
Author's Note: Taking "Crossing The Line" to the next
level with the permission of Hand Cramp.
***
Rebecca was my niece, and man, is she a head turner. I
am 36 years old, 6'-6" tall and still in great shape
from playing football in college and a career in Pro
ball, too. Looking out my second floor bedroom window
down at the pool and seeing Rebecca laying on the
diving board in her white bikini was making me grow
harder by the moment.
She was 14 years old and her body was developed more
like a 20-year-old hard body. She was very tall, lean,
tanned, long blond hair past her waist, a face that was
someday going to grace every top modeling magazine
across the nation, breasts that were high and just a
handful with nipples that would stand out at the
slightest breeze, and perhaps best of all, the sweetest
personality of any woman I had ever met. She was going
to bring much grief to her father very soon, as he
would begin to beat the boys off with a bat...and lots
of them, too!
I had never married. Was very close a couple of times,
but playing the field just seemed to work better for
me.
No one was at my house except for Rebecca and myself.
My sister and her husband had dropped her off at my
place for two weeks while they took a much-needed
vacation to Greece. I lived a very comfortable life
with my savings from playing football and saw no need
to work and mess things up. That left me with Rebecca
for two weeks and my hard on was already growing to
unmanageable proportions after only an hour.
I watched her, as she would stretch out on the diving
board, moving her hair to the side so it would let the
sun hit her shoulders. Her legs were spread slightly
and I could see the outline of her pubic mound as her
bikini bottoms tightened across her.
From time to time she would reach down with a hand and
lap water into her hand and bring it back up to spread
a cooling stream across her rock hard stomach. A couple
of times she would finish off by taking her hand and
slip it under her bikini top and apply just a wisp of
water to each breast, making a nipple stand erect at
once.
This was driving me nuts. I had a hard on that was now
bullet proof and needed immediate attention. I walked
away from the window and stripped off my shorts and
shirt to lay down on the bed. As I was beginning to lay
down, it occurred to me that I could just stand at the
window and watch Rebecca while I took matters into my
own hands, too.
I put some lotion on my hands and walked back to the
window. She was still on the diving board and I slowly
started moving my hand across my ten-inch member,
thinking how wonderful it would feel to be the one
applying the water to her hot body.
I closed my eyes for a second and concentrated on the
sounds my hand was making as it stroked the full length
of my erection and thought of what the sounds would be
if it were Rebecca I was inside and not my own hand. I
could see her small tight bottom raise to meet me as
each stroke offered me new pleasures.
The sound of a huge splash in the pool jolted me back
into reality. She had dove into the pool and I could
see her body gliding under water to the shallow end,
moving with the grace of a dolphin and with hardly any
effort. She was poetry in motion.
She surfaced at the shallow end of the pool and stood
up in about three feet of water. The water was between
her knees and waist and her bikini bottoms had slid
down her backside about half way down her rear exposing
the top portion of her lovely bottom.
She took her hair in her hands and began to twist it
into a bun and tied it up behind her head. With the sun
gleaming off her body and with such delicate movements
I was reaching my orgasm faster than I had realized.
The waves came over me like a truck had hit me as I
shot out a thick stream across the distance from where
I stood to the window.
Stream after stream made the distance until I slowly
began to breathe a bit deeper and relax. I had made a
mess on the window and went into the bathroom for a
towel to clean up the window and myself. I quickly
cleaned up both messes, dressed again in my shorts and
went outside to join Rebecca.
"How's the water this morning?" I asked her as she was
climbing out of the pool. I got a great look at her
breasts as she was bent over coming up the steps and
when she straightened up I could see her nipples were
fully erect and poking out nicely through the bikini
top.
"The water is wonderful. And thank you again for taking
me in for two weeks. You'll never know how much I
appreciate it. I love the water, love getting a good
tan and love not having all those guys at the school
pool looking at me and making the rude comments." She
looked down at her feet as she finished that last
comment and I could see she had been hurt by the
comments. I have no idea what they could have said but
I was already bristling inside, wanting to find those
boys and make them eat their words.
"Sweetie, you will have no one to bother you here. I am
sorry they made the comments, but you have to know that
sometimes guys are just stupid. Most of them grow out
of it soon enough and you might even start to like them
again someday. Some of them will never grow up." I
pulled up two deck chairs for us to sit in and she sat
down with a plop.
"Uncle Ron, do you think I am pretty?" she asked me.
"My God, Rebecca, you are the most beautiful young
woman I have ever seen," I told her. I did not tell her
that, in fact, I had just been masturbating upstairs
while I watched you in the pool. "Anyone that says
otherwise will have to answer to me!"
"You really think I am that pretty? Why?" she asked
with a quizzical look on her face.
I had to be careful here. I did not want to just blurt
out what my sensual thoughts were at the moment.
"Rebecca, you have to know that you have a personality
that is funny, honest, quick wit, love to be with
others and innocent, too. Your body, well, let's just
say it is truly remarkable, and I have seen some
remarkable bodies in my day, too!" I thought that might
say sort of what I was thinking and yet not get too
specific or graphic.
She blushed deeply and looked at me. "You think I am
that good, huh? I guess it's a good thing you don't
know what goes on inside this pretty little head cause
you might change your mind about me."
I noticed her nipples were again getting hard and doing
their best to poke through the thin fabric of her
bikini top. I could see the dark areolas around the
nipples through the fabric now and I could also feel a
slight movement in my shorts begin to develop.
"Well, sometimes those thoughts are not always bad
ones" was all I could muster to say at the moment.
"Say, how about I put some lotion on you so you don't
burn your first day here. Would hate to have you stay
inside for the rest of your stay because you got
burned."
"Sure, why not. I have a good tan already and hardly
ever burn, but you're right, why take that chance," she
said as she lowered the back of her deck chair to the
fully reclined position and flipped over on her stomach
so I could put lotion on her backside.
I took a dab of lotion and put it into my palm and then
rubbed my hands together to warm it a bit and began
rubbing the lotion into the tops of her shoulders. She
jumped at first but quickly grew used to my hands as
they massaged her lightly, letting the lotion reduce
any friction between my hands and her incredibly soft
skin.
When I got to her bikini straps I moved them slightly
so the lotion would not stain them and would work my
hands underneath them, always rubbing and keeping the
motion moving down her body. When I got to the strap
going across her back I hesitated for just a second,
not knowing what exactly to do next. She made the
decision for me.
"Here, let me get this out of the way for you so I
don't get it all full of lotion," she said as she
reached back behind and untied the back strap and
pulled them down to her sides. I could see the side of
her breast briefly as she moved to adjust herself on
the chair. I fought every urge in my body to just reach
out and touch her breast at that moment. I could feel
my shorts were tented nicely and had no idea how I was
going to hide it from her.
As I rubbed more lotion into her back she would moan
from time to time and tell me it felt fantastic. Soon
enough I had reached the top of her bikini bottom and
was admiring the incredible rear end she has hidden
underneath.
Slowly but deliberately I would move a finger or thumb
underneath as I kept moving lower and lower and soon I
was moving her bottoms down her rear. I kept waiting
for her to say something or tell me to stop but she
would just moan from time to time that it felt great.
I became bolder as now most of my hands were underneath
her bikini bottoms and was also working in from the
sides. I was rubbing down the crack of her bottom with
both hands, then moving them across to her sides,
returning and repeating the motion. Slowly I was
working her bottom down her rear until her entire
bottom was revealed to me.
Her moaning became a bit deeper and her breathing more
shallow. As my hands worked ever lower her legs began
to spread ever so slightly.
The view I now had was incredible. Her bikini bottoms
were now off her rear end and I was starting to get a
small view of her vagina.
It was pink, hairless and slightly moist. I just about
had an orgasm at the first glance. I did not know at
that moment if she had just not developed pubic hair
yet or if she shaved it off, and frankly, did not care.
It was the most sexually arousing thing I had ever seen
in my life.
I kept moving my fingers lower, just missing the labia,
creating a moan each time from Rebecca. I began to
massage around her anus with my thumbs, each time she
would move her rear end up just slightly and spread her
legs just a tiny bit more.
My erection was screaming for release. My shorts were
wet with pre-cum and I had no idea how to explain the
situation if confronted. I knew I had crossed the line
with Rebecca and should stop right now. I wish I had
listened to that part of my body but there was no blood
in that region at the moment.
I kept moving her bikini bottoms lower not knowing what
exactly I was doing or where this was going to end up,
but I was driven to take this to the next level. I had
a clear view of her vagina now and her legs were about
five inches apart.
Without warning, she lifted up her hips a bit and said
"Will that make it easier?"
"Yeah, thanks" was all I could think of to say. I slid
her bikini bottoms down her legs and off her feet. As I
looked back up to her bottom I realized she had spread
her legs apart even more and I could clearly see the
beads of moisture on the lips of her vagina. There was
no hint of hair anywhere. The labia were apart slightly
and I could just see a hint of her clitoral hood
appearing.
"My goodness, Rebecca, that is the most exciting view I
have ever seen in my life," I heard myself telling her.
She wiggled her rear and said simply, "Thanks. Please
continue."
That was more than enough encouragement for me. I took
my hands and continued to rub as before but now I was
moving my hands down her inner thighs and slowly moving
them up and touching her labia as they moved back up
her rear. Each time my fingers touched her labia she
would moan and move her rear up to increase the touch.
She was no longer moist: she was full on wet!
"Sweetie, is everything okay so far?" I heard myself
asking her, and not wanting to hear anything negative
or that would make me have to stop.
"What you are doing feels so wonderful. No one has ever
done this before with me," she said.
"You've dated or been with boys before, haven't you?" I
asked.
"I have been with out with a few boys and one tried to
feel my breasts at the pool once, but no one has ever
seen me naked or touched me down there like you are
doing," she said. "I have sort of wanted to do this
with someone but no one special has ever approached me
until you. This feels really good and I feel safe with
you Uncle Ron."
My hands and fingers had never stopped moving. As my
fingers explored ever deeper down her vaginal recesses
I began to put two fingers on either side of her
clitoral hood and rub in a circular motion. Each time I
did this she would let out a gasp and push even harder
into my hands. Her legs were spread apart a few feet
now and access was now easy and invited fully.
I could feel the trickle of wetness coming from her
vagina and felt safe enough to try and enter her with
the tip of my finger. I rubbed the tip of my finger in
her juices and as I rubbed her clitoris I slowly began
to enter her. As the tip was entering her she let out a
loud moan and pushed her hips down into my hands.
"Uncle Ron, don't stop what you are doing... please
keep going. That feels SO good," she gasped.
She was emitting an aroma that took my breath away. It
was clean, innocent, fresh, musty and 100% virgin. I
could feel myself at the edge of an orgasm. I had never
smelled anything this sexy and was wondering how I had
never realized how important this part of the
experience is, and why had I missed it all these years?
A question to be answered at another time perhaps.
I accepted her invitation to continue but was also very
careful to not go too fast such that I would hurt her,
or even worse, make her want to stop. Frankly, I didn't
know at this point if I could stop.
The tip of my finger was slowly entering into her, and
the feeling was mind blowing. She was so wet and hot
inside, and now was beginning to use her muscles to
draw my finger ever deeper inside her. She began to
move her hips back and forth and moan each time the
finger went inside her. I could feel her clit was now
hard as a rock and she was grinding her mound against
my hand
We were reduced to guttural sounds and moans and no
words were being spoken. I have no idea if I was
capable of forming words at this point. There was no
blood in my brain cavity as every drop was being used
further south at the moment.
Rebecca was now bucking against my fingers both
exploring her vagina and massaging her clitoris. Her
motions were quickening and her breathing was now
shallow and fast. With each push backward she would
moan louder and louder. I knew she was on the edge of a
huge orgasm so I quickened my pace and began to plunge
deeper into her.
Her muscles inside her vagina were now milking my
fingers. I could feel her clit beginning to recede,
which meant she was ready to explode. Her breathing was
coming in gasps now and her moans were almost primal
and very loud.
Suddenly her body began to tense up as she felt the
first wave begin to build and rise up over her. Slowly
it built, her muscles starting to spasm, her clitoris
ready to burst. She could feel the wave crest and begin
to rush over her as she screamed out loud, my fingers
plunging ever deeper into her as she clamped her
muscles onto them and her legs closed with the strength
of a vise on my hands.
Wave after wave swept over her, each one sending shock
waves across her body, rocking her to her soul as she
experienced something so new to her that she could not
find images to explain or express them. She was gushing
wetness from inside her against my fingers, soaking my
hands.
Slowly the waves passed over her, as she became to come
back down to earth. Her body was beginning to relax a
bit as I slowly eased my fingers out of her. I could
feel the tension inside her easing with each passing
wave. Her breathing was becoming more relaxed and her
hips were now touching the chair.
I began to rub her bottom, her inner thighs, her back
and her legs. I let her slowly come back down and
relax.
Just when I thought she was going to fall asleep, she
turned over on the chair, exposing her breasts and the
front of her vagina to me for the first time. Her
bikini top hit the ground at about the same time as my
jaw did.
At that moment I had my orgasm in my shorts.
Her breasts were even better than I had imagined. Her
nipples were still erect and her breasts were firm and
flushed.
"Thank you," she whispered softly as she looked up at
me shyly. "I had no idea it could feel that way."
"Well, actually, it can feel even better, but that was
a pretty good first time," I told her as I laughed at
her innocence in this situation.
"How could it get any better than that?" she asked as
she noticed the tent in my shorts and the growing wet
spot from my ejaculation.
"Sweetie, it's kind of hard to explain in words, but
what you just felt isn't even close to what you will
experience in the future." I was searching for words to
use because all my brain could bring forth was "Let me
show you how to fuck," and I knew that wouldn't fly.
She seemed okay with that answer for now and just
leaned back into the lounge chair with a happy smile on
her face. I thought it was a bit odd she had not once
tried to cover up her nakedness or ask why I did what I
had done to her or question anything that had just
happened. Frankly, I was glad she didn't say anything
because I did not have a single good answer for her.
I began to rub lotion on her front, starting at her
feet with my hands but my eyes were glued to her
crotch. I gave her the massage of my life as I worked
up her body towards the Promised Land.
"Where did you learn to do that" she managed to say
between groans and moans of pleasure.
"I played ball for a lot of years and spent many happy
hours on a massage table having the best hands in the
business work me over." I did not tell her about the
number of "paid professionals" that have given me so
much more than a massage... some things go better
unspoken.
I was almost to the Promised Land and could sense her
beginning to tense up a bit. She knew what was coming
and perhaps was too much too soon for her. So I moved
out to her arms and started at her hands and moved up.
That did the trick.
"Ohhh man, that feels so good," she moaned and I could
see her body begin to relax again. Just move slowly,
and things will be okay.
As I rubbed and massaged her arms I was watching her
small breasts move and shudder with each movement. I am
guessing a 34-B or something in that range. High and
tight and did not need a bra to hold them up! Her
nipples were again growing hard and it was a sight to
behold. A glance down her body showed that she had
relaxed her legs again and there was a growing swelling
in her pubic region again.
"Uncle Ron, what's it like?" she asked from nowhere.
Not having a clue what she was asking I responded,
"What is WHAT like?"
"Oh, you know, having one of those," she said as she
pointed to my fully tented shorts.
Fully embarrassed, but not quite ashamed, I said, "I
don't know what to compare it with on you except
perhaps if your breasts were in your shorts. Sort of a
bulky thing that gets easily excited but can give you
enormous pleasure, too."
I am an idiot, an absolute moron. I was always able to
come up with a silky smooth line go get into a woman's
pants, but with Rebecca I come up with this!!
"Huh. Can I see it? I mean, here I am naked and you
aren't, would sort of be kind of fair to me, right?"
she asked.
"Sweetie, it's kind of big right now cause it's all
excited. That's what happens to guys" I managed to say.
"I know, I have been through health class as school and
some of the girls at school talk about them. One of my
friends has even given her boyfriend a blowjob! She
said he peed in her mouth when he was done but it did
not taste like pee, just sort of salty and creamy. Is
that what happens with guys?" she asked, looking
directly into my eyes.
"Okay, some of that is accurate, some of it is not. As
you more than likely recall from health class..." I
started.
"HEY! Off with the shorts! It's not fair!" she said
loudly as she smiled and pointed to my shorts.
The day of reckoning had arrived, I could no longer
stall nor was there enough time to think of enough
multiplication tables to erase my erection, so I stood
up, hooked both thumbs into the sides of my shorts and
dropped them down to my ankles, kicking them off into
the grass beside the chairs. My manhood stood at full
attention and was actually throbbing with each
heartbeat as I stood beside her.
"Wow, that's really big. Look, it's moving!" she said
as she watched it dance its silly dance in front of
her.
"Can I touch it?" she asked and before I could say yes
she had reached up and put her hand around my shaft. It
took all I had to not spurt a new load across her body
at that very moment.
"Sure, go ahead. I would be lying if I did not say that
your hand feels really good," was all I could manage to
say.
"It's hot! And sort of hard and soft at the same time.
Funny looking, too, with that big thin gee on the end
of it. What is the hole for?" she asked looking
straight at the end of my rod like it was some new
creature she had just discovered.
"That is where everything exits from my bladder and
testicles," I said hoping she would understand and not
need any further explanations.
"So this is where the pee comes out? Must be where the
other stuff comes out when you get too excited, huh?"
she asked as she moved her hand around on my shaft and
explored the tip even closer. Her hand felt incredible.
All I could manage was a soft, "Yep."
She sat up in her chair and put face within inches of
the tip looking at it as if she was going to look into
a microscope and see inside my body somehow. Her hot
breath on my member was having the calculated effect it
was supposed to have and a small drop of pre-cum began
to exit the tip.
"What is that!" she said as she backed her head away
quickly.
"Nothing to worry about at all. Just a drop of pre-cum
that appears, as lubrication for sexual activity so
nothing gets too dry. Remember how you got real wet
down there when I was using my hands on you?" I asked.
"Yeah, it got wetter than ever before and your fingers
went inside me really easy. So if I get that wet, why
do you have to get wet, too?" she asked.
"Good question, and I don't have an answer for you on
this one. Just know that it is a good thing," was all I
could manage to say.
"Is this what my girlfriend did when she gave her
boyfriend a blowjob? Is this the pee thin gee?" she
asked.
"Sort of. She had done a lot more than what you have
done with your hand, and when the boy came, or
ejaculated, there was a lot more than what you see on
the tip right now."
"What did she do?" Rebecca asked me as she began to
move her hand slightly up and down the shaft.
"Well, it may have started with what you are doing
right now, moving your hand up and down the shaft like
that. You can grip it a bit tighter and it feels even
better but don't grab it too hard cause all that does
is hurt!" I instructed. She tightened her grip slightly
and began to move her hand up and down the shaft in
long slow strokes, moving from the base all the way to
the end of my tip.
"Like that?" she asked, making sure she was doing it
right. I think the slight buckle in my knees was the
response she was looking for at the moment.
"That feels so good," I stammered as she began to
increase the speed a bit.
"Is this a blowjob?" she asked. "Am I giving you a
blowjob Uncle Ron?"
"No, sweetie, this is a hand job, and a very good one
at that. Stop for just a moment and I will explain what
a blowjob is to you." If she had not stopped at that
very moment I was going to blow a wad into her face and
hair. She let go of my shaft and looked up at me and
said, "Okay, what's a blowjob."
"First, let me say there is no blowing involved here.
Blowing is a bad thing for a guy. Not for sure why they
call it a blowjob when there is actually no blowing
involved. There is, however, a lot of sucking and
slurping involved. It's sort of like licking a lollipop
and sucking your thumb at the same time. You have to
open your mouth and just pretend I am your thumb," was
all I could think of to tell her. I have never had to
explain how to suck a cock before so I hope this
worked.
"Can I try it?" she asked, again reaching up and
grabbing my shaft with her soft long fingers.
"Sure you can, just go slow and easy. I don't want you
to gag. And please don't bite me whatever you do...
that hurts more than you can imagine."
She took my shaft and put the tip close to her mouth
and slowly put her tongue out to close the distance.
The heat from her mouth and tongue made my cock jump in
her hands, which made her giggle.
"Hold still, I promise not to hurt you," she said as
she again took her tongue and this time licked the end
of the tip, taking the pre-cum with her back into her
mouth.
"A little bit salty but not a bad taste. I have had
toothpaste that taste worst than this. I think I
actually sort of like the taste. Let's try this again,"
she said as this time she took a big lick and cleaned
off the entire tip.
"That's a good taste, Uncle Ron. I like that," she said
as she started to lick the sides and move down the
shaft. She licked the sides and would move back to the
tip to clean off the pre-cum and then move to the other
side and repeat the act, always moving back to the tip
at the end. When the entire shaft had been licked she
opened her mouth and put the tip inside and used her
tongue to move around the end.
I knew I was a goner.
My cock was on overload and I started in on higher math
tables immediately. I moved from there to a mental
picture of my grandmother, President Truman, writing
computer code, reciting tax laws, baseball statistics,
anything to get my mind off of having an immediate and
volumes eruption into her mouth at that very moment. I
think it was Truman that did the trick... somewhere in
there I was able to feel the pleasure and let her
continue her learning curve without having to end the
lesson.
She was now taking in more and more of my cock into her
mouth and starting to suck and slurp at the same time
as she pumped with her head and hands. She was a
natural at this. Every once in awhile she would go too
deep and gag a bit and I would have to remind her to
slow down and relax. I had to remind myself to slow
down and relax, too. More Truman...okay, feeling more
in control again.
Suddenly she stopped and looked up at me and asked,
"These are the balls, right?"
I came out of my trance instantly, replying "Yes,
that's them. They liked to be played with, too, while
you are doing what you are doing. They are very
sensitive, so again, be gentle and do not squeeze them
like walnuts. Just play with them, rub them, hold them,
be gentle with them and it makes me feel REALLY good.
What you are doing is incredible for me" was all I
could explain at the moment. I did not have a lot of
blood in my brain region at the time, as most of my
blood in my body was more of less concentrated in the
groin area of my body.
"Okay, got it," she said as she instantly went back to
sucking and bobbing on my pole and now began playing
with my balls, too. This was just too much. No amount
of higher math, Truman, Grandma or anything else was
going to stop this train from running into the station.
I could feel it starting and managed to get out a
feeble "Sweetie it's going to blow." Either she did not
know what that meant or care if it happened because she
continued to bob, squeeze and pump on my shaft even
faster.
"Oh God, here it comes!" I finally gave in to the
release I had been longing for that afternoon. Rope
after rope, stream after stream, jet after jet it came
and continued to come out of me. Bless her heart, she
took the first couple of shots and was able to swallow
a bit of it. After that she backed off the shaft and
took the next shot right in the eye making her back off
even more. The next ones hit her right in her chest,
and not an unpleasant sight to see, either.
"What the hell was that?!" she screamed as she dabbed
at her eye with a towel to remove my cum from it.
"I told you I was going to cum, sweetie, but you didn't
move. Sorry about that. I did not mean to get it in
your eye."
"I swallowed some of it, too. I like the taste sort of.
I guess I just was not ready for the volume of it. Does
it always come out that much?" she asked as she used
the towel to wipe off her chest and between her
breasts.
"No, not always that much. You excite me like few have
ever done, so I guess there was a whole lot more than
usual this time. Again, I am so sorry I hit you in the
eye with it."
"That wasn't a problem, Uncle Ron. I just wasn't ready
for that much of it. I thought it was going to be a few
more drops of pre-cum and not a full load. Now I know
what to expect. I liked it all, just was not ready I
guess," she explained as she finished with the towel
and laid back down on the lounge chair. "Here, use the
towel, you still got a little coming out the end there"
she said, pointing to the tip and as a drop of cum was
escaping towards the patio decking.
"Thanks," I managed to say as I cleaned off my shaft
and tossed the towel down.
"Gees, it's not hard anymore. That didn't take long.
How long does it take to get hard again?" she
questioned as if there was going to be a timed event
coming soon.
"Sometimes it doesn't get soft afterwards but it
usually does. Sometimes it takes awhile before it can
get hard again, sometimes just a few moments. You never
know what is going to happen. It sort of has a mind of
it's own during those moments. There are times you wish
it would not get hard and some other times you wish it
would never get soft. Again, it does what it wants to
do."
"Must be hard to deal with at times, huh?" she asked.
"Yes, there are moments when I wish I had a greater
deal of control but you learn how to deal with it as
you grow older."
"I know what you mean in some ways. I get sort of a
horny feeling sometimes or kind of tingly when I touch
my nipples or down there and I don't want that feeling
to ever end. I rub it until I have an orgasm and that
feels good, but it has never felt like it did when you
used your fingers on me down there. I did not know it
could feel that good or I would have been doing that a
lot more and a lot sooner!"
I sat back down beside her and grabbed the lotion
bottle again. "We have not finished with your massage
and lotion. Shall we continue?" I asked in a sly smile
as I put a bit of lotion between my hands and rubbed
them together.
She looked up at me and said, "Yes, I think we should
start where we left off. I think you were up to my
shoulders, weren't you?"
"Ah yes, the shoulders it is. Just lay back and let the
hands work their magic on you. I promise you will not
fall asleep," I said as I began on her shoulders and
worked her neck muscles, slowly working my way down to
her breasts.
I poured some lotion directly between her breasts
causing her to gasp slightly but I instantly began to
massage and gently rub her breasts with the lotion,
avoiding her nipples until the right time. Down the
sides and back underneath to the middle. Around the
front in slow circles with the backs of my nails, all
the time causing her to moan and protest ever so
lightly that I was just teasing her. Okay, I was
teasing her. I know what the results will be and what
it makes her body do, so it was all good for me.
I let my fingers slowly tease her nipples as they
passed by on each circle now. Her nipples had been very
hard and erect for some time and the reaction to the
touch of my fingers was very quick and very visual.
"Oh my God that feels so good," she gasped as she
clutched the sides of the chair. Her legs opened ever
so slightly and I could see the moisture beads already
beginning to build on her labia.
More and more I used my fingers to knead and rub her
small breasts and let the tension build in the fires
below. Her breath was coming in faster pants and was
shallower. Her legs were starting to move out more at
the knees and now there was no question about moisture
below: she was wet.
I leaned down and kissed her on the mouth and she
wrapped her arms around my head and drew me into the
deepest passionate kiss I have ever had. I had to break
away to get a breath and she instantly had me back into
a lip lock and was shooting her tongue deeply into my
mouth, exploring and teasing my tongue to join in her
adventure. I returned the probing and we danced and
chased each other all across and into each other's
mouths like it had never been done before.
Slowly I worked my kisses down to the nape of her neck
and I think I released something inside her no one knew
about. She had a very intense orgasm causing her to
shake and spasm on the chair, almost like she was
having a seizure. She was uttering something not of
this world or at least nothing that made sense as wave
after wave of pleasure swept over her. All I could
think of was: gees, I have not even got to the good
stuff yet, so I wonder what is going to happen then??
I waited for a moment as she came back down to Earth
from where ever it was she had gone, wanting to go
there myself to be honest.
"You okay sweetie," I asked as her breathing became
more relaxed and even.
"What was that!? My God, all you did was kiss me and
then I got hit by a train or something... what you did
before was really good, but this was so far beyond what
happened before! I can see why people like this so much
now. Hell, why wouldn't you want to do this ALL the
time!" she managed to say as her breasts were still
heaving with each breath, her nipples still hard as
rocks. I looked down between her legs and it looked
like someone had tried to put out a fire between her
legs with a hose. She had gushed a ton of fluids.
And we were getting closer.
"Just lay still and relax. Hate to tell you this it
gets a whole lot better than that! Want to see a little
more?" I teased.
"Uncle Ron, I don't know if I can take any more than
that. I feel like every ounce of energy has been
drained from me. Let me rest for a minute before we do
anything else, okay. I need a moment here to recover."
"Take all the time you need. On a scale of 1-10 so far
you have reached about a four perhaps, maybe a five.
You won't believe what an eight, nine or a ten can do
to you. But they are coming, yes sire, they are a
coming," was all I could throw out to her for a
lifeline at the moment.
I let her drift into a heavy sleep for about an hour in
which she never moved, not even a toe. I went inside
and took a shower and cleaned up a bit, making sure I
shaved "pussy eating close." I did not even want to
scratch her delicate areas down there and create a
situation where I was not able to return and return and
return again. I put on some special aftershave that I
knew drove women to nakedness and went back to my
darling niece at poolside.
I sat down beside her and began to slowly and gently
kiss her around her breasts, barely making skin
contact, but letting her feel the heat and warmth of my
breath. She was still deeply asleep but I could see the
effect it was taking on her body. Her nipples became
hard and erect and her breathing became ever so
slightly more labored and shallow. Her fingers began to
move slightly and her knees moved slightly apart.
Slowly I applied more pressure with my kisses and the
toll it was taking on her became instantly apparent.
She began to moan slightly and her knees moved even
farther apart, beads of moisture starting to form on
her vulva and labia. Her breathing came more shallow
and faster now and I knew it was time.
Moving ever so slightly I positioned my mouth directly
over her right nipple and lowered my mouth to it, using
my tongue to draw small circles around it, darting from
side to side. Now to the left nipple, again repeating
my tactics on that breast. Her nipples were rock hard
and like blue steel. Slowly I lowered by mouth around
her nipple and drew it inside my mouth, letting my
tongue caress her nipple and teasing her nipple with my
teeth.
Rebecca was instantly awake and grabbed my head and
pressed it into her breast.
"You really know how to wake a girl up, don't ya? What
ever you do, do not stop what you are doing. Hell, why
am I telling you that, you know what you are doing...
you know how to make me happy, so just do what you want
to do and take me along for the ride!" she said as she
relaxed back into the lounge chair but did not relax
her grip on my head.
I bobbed and sucked and teethed and licked on each
nipple until I knew she was going to drop off the end
of the planet again, but instead of letting her take
that ride, kept her on the fine edge, letting her get
ALMOST there but never over the edge. She so much
wanted to go over the edge and was almost desperate to
get there again.
I slowly began to kiss my way down from her breasts to
her belly button, pausing there long enough to French
kiss her button hole until she was in a frenzy again.
She now was pressing my head into her buttonhole and
did not even know why she was doing it.
"Be patient, my dear, it's coming," I whispered to her
as I began to kiss past her belly button towards the
Promised Land. Her odor was almost over powering at
this point. It was all I could do to keep from diving
into her vagina and just breathing deeply for hours. I
was ready to drop my load again as my team members had
rejoined the adventure and were just waiting for
instructions to enter and begin the quest for the
golden cave.
Her fingers were dug into my hair and trying to force
me lower and lower but she soon realized I was going to
take my own sweet time and she was going to just have
to wait a bit longer. I danced around her pubic mound,
kissing and sucking, letting my tongue massage her,
throwing even more wood into her internal fires down
below. I massaged her mound with my fingers, letting
them creep ever lower, making them draw small circles
down to the top of her slot, again, more wood onto the
fires.
I ducked my head under her leg and spread her legs
apart, staring straight into the Promised Land. She
raised up and kissed me deeply on the mouth and let our
tongues dance for a moment before she laid back down,
resigned to the fact that she was about to go to a
place she not only had never been to before today, but
did not know even existed. She reached up with both
hands and locked her fingers again into my hair and
said, "Okay, big fella, I'm ready when you are."
She had no idea what she was ready for nor what was
going to happen but she thought she was game for it.
She drew my head back down to her clean and hairless
vagina and pressed my head into her deeply. I was
finally able to raise back up and get a breath and tell
her "Please, sweetie, let me be. I know what I am doing
and I also know you want your release RIGHT NOW. You
will appreciate this later, so just relax, if possible,
cause I know you are going to enjoy this."
I bent my head back down into her crotch and took a
deep breath. I almost came on the patio deck. She was
heaven itself. Pure, innocent, sweetness, untouched,
virgin, and so much more. I could have died a very
happy man right then and there, but thank goodness
there was more to come for me.
This time she reached her hand up to my head and rested
it on top, letting me know she was there and paying
attention but was not going to try and direct me. With
her other hand she was caressing her right nipple,
slowly twisting it between her first finger and thumb.
I could hear her moaning with pleasure, always a good
sign from between a females legs to hear!
I lowered my mouth to her vagina and licked up and down
each side, tasting her sweetness and licking up her
wetness. Up and down I went, around and around, never
touching inside the labia. She was grinding her crotch
into my face, wanting me to get down to business, and
was growing more and more impatient with my teasing. I
put my tongue out and let it enter her vagina hole
slightly, causing her to instantly slam her legs closed
on my head.
"Sorry, sorry... that was a first for me there... sorry
about that... but don't stop," she said as she opened
her legs as far as possible for me. I again lowered my
head into the Promised Land and started licking her
again around the outside of the labia, letting it build
back up again.
Again, I stuck the tip of my tongue into the vaginal
hole entrance and I could feel her legs tense a bit but
never closed. I began to probe my tongue in and out of
her hole, drinking in the wetness she was offering me.
In and out I went, slowly making love to her hole with
my tongue. I licked up around her clitoral hood and
found it was fully erect and ready for action. I let my
tongue dance around the hood a bit, teasing it, making
it wait, letting the heat from my mouth have the
desired effect.
Then I let my mouth cover her entire clit and hood and
sucked it into my mouth with one motion, making her
body spasm instantly, letting my tongue dance, lick and
probe her clit, little circles, top to bottom, side to
side, rough, gentle, letting my teeth just squeeze it
oh so gently, and that is when she left our planet and
ventured yet again to a place only she was capable of
traveling.
Wave after wave racked her body. It was as if she was
being electrocuted. Her back was arched, her hips were
slamming down into the lounge chair and then back into
my mouth, her legs were slamming shut on my head and
then wide open again, her hands went to her nipples and
were squeezing them like she was trying to pry them
from her body. She was uttering pure wildness from her
soul and no idea what it was but was pretty sure it was
pleasure. She was gushing her sweet wetness all over my
face and I was drinking deeply at the fountain.
As she neared the middle of her adventure, I put her
clit back into my mouth and sucked on it and probed my
tongue deeply into the base, taking her right back to
the top all over again. More waves racked her body and
soul, deep, deeper, all the way to the core. Over and
over again she rode each wave, from crest to the
bottom, then the next one, and the next. They never
seemed to end. I decided to let it play itself out and
not take her back to the top again, but it was
tempting.
Very slowly she came back down, the spasms and jerking
slowing, breathing deeper now, heart beats coming down
back into a more normal rhythm, hips and legs relaxing,
the wetness flow has been reduced to a trickle. I move
my tongue back down to her hole and gently lick some of
the remaining juices and this was too much for her, her
legs slamming closed and her body coming off the chair
and grabbing my head.
"Oh, please stop, Uncle Ron, stop for a bit... this is
just too much right now... I can't keep... my goodness
that was so intense... like fireworks in my soul...
every nerve was on fire and it was so... I don't have
words for how it felt Uncle Ron... please tell me that
was a ten cause I don't know what to tell ya if that
was only an eight" was all she was able to say as she
slowly sank back down to the chair, letting her body
finally relax and again drift off to a deep sleep.
I moved her leg back over my head as I stood back up on
the patio deck and just looked at her. She is
incredible. The most beautiful young woman ever and she
is here and naked before me. I am in awe of her, and of
me, too. Not a bad afternoon so far!
I looked down at my manhood still at full attack mode
and at general quarters wondering what was going to
happen next. For now the order was going to have to be
to stand down and be at ease. They would be taken care
of yet, and it was not going to be by my hand in the
shower, that was for sure.
I watched her on the chair as her body was totally
drained of energy and trying to recharge it batteries
without a clue how to do it. Her legs were open
slightly and you could see her labia and vulva were
still swollen from the intensity of pleasure she had
just endured. We were not done yet. As Arnold says,
"I'll be back."
A nap would feel good for me, too, so I pulled up a
lounge chair next to her and plopped down for a snooze.
The sun felt good on my body as my mind tried to corral
the events of the day but was fighting a losing battle
here: sleep won out. Nary a dream to be found, just out
cold.
Soon I was aware of a haze and warmth growing in my
mind. Something nice, no, wonderful was happening but
was not for sure what it was. The haze was lifting
quickly but I was not able to point out what was so
wonderful but I felt great. The haze was almost gone
when I realized I was waking up and where the pleasure
was coming from.
"I thought this might wake you up, Uncle Ron. It is
your turn to enjoy for a bit," she said as she
continued to bob and suck on my very erect cock. She
was getting really good at this. I mean, REALLY good.
She was taking me in almost all the way to my balls
down her throat and playing with my balls at the same
time.
What she was not able to get down her throat she was
stroking with her other hand. She was on her knees
bending over me in the chair. I reached over her and
gently moved her rear towards me so I could have a
better view of her bottom and see the Promised Land
again.
She was wet, again! I reached down and slowly, gently
edged a finger into her vagina, just getting to the
first knuckle before withdrawing it. I could hear her
moan a bit even though she was very well occupied at
the moment. She moved her bottom even closer to me and
I took this as a sign to continue.
I again moved my finger to her entrance and slowly slid
my finger into her up to the first knuckle and made a
slow circle with my finger. This produced another moan
and her moving her rear into my hand forcing my finger
into her vagina up to the last knuckle. I took this as
time to enter the Promised Land. Wagons Ho!
She continued to work her magic on me as she was
attacking my cock like an orphan in a candy store. Had
I been paying attention to what she was doing I would
have blown my load a long time ago, but I was on cock
autopilot at the moment. It was free to react however
it wanted, but without the brain telling it how much
fun it was having it was just going to stay hard as a
rock for hours and keep her very busy, too. Meanwhile I
was playing in the Promised Land and would soon be
doing even more.
She was moving her rear back and forth against my
finger, grinding against them. I had one finger into
her to the hilt and began to work a second finger in.
Slowly, with each thrust forward, I moved my second
finger ever deeper until it, too, was bottomed out and
full of her wetness.
I began to use a third finger and slowly entered her
with the third. She was moaning loudly now and seemed
to be paying less attention to my cock than what was
happening to her vagina. She was pumping her vagina
into my hand and grinding it into my fingers each time
it bottomed out. Harder and harder she was pumping back
into my hand and soon the third finger was as deep as
the others inside her virgin hole.
It was time. She was getting close to another climax
and I feared it would be her last for a while, so I had
to strike while the iron was hot. And my iron was white
hot.
I moved forward on the chair and grabbed a towel off
the patio deck. "Sweetie, lay down here on the deck.
Let me put this towel under your bottom" I said as we
both moved off the chair and got into the position on
the deck.
"Are we going to do it, Uncle Ron? Have sex?" she asked
as she positioned herself under me.
"We are not going to do anything you do not want to do.
You don't have to worry about getting pregnant cause I
had my tubes clipped, a vasectomy, about ten years ago,
so all I can do is shoot blanks. If you are worried
about anything else, let me know right now. This is not
something we can undo," I told her, as I knew she must
have some questions about all of this.
"I heard that the first time really hurts and I am
going to bleed. Is that true?" she asked, a pleading
look in her eyes.
"Sweetie, I have always been 100 % honest with you
about everything, and this is no different. Will it
hurt? At first, it might hurt really bad. I will be
very gentle and wait until the pain goes away, which is
usually just a few minutes. After that it does not take
long until things feel better and then feel really
good. There will be a little blood when I tear the
hymen. You will not die from it and it is very little
blood. So far when I have told you things will feel
good, have I been wrong?" I asked her.
"If anything, you have not told me exactly just how
great it was going to feel to me. You said you would be
gentle, and I trust you. If this is going to be a ten,
I am more than ready. Let's go for it!" she said as she
moved her legs out as far as they could go.
I moved down even farther and put my head back down
between her legs and looked at her deeply into her
eyes. "I want to make sure you are ready down here and
that it will go as easy as possible for you" I said as
I moved my mouth back down to the Promised Land.
I began by licking all the wetness and juices from the
area, up and down each thigh, her pubic mound and then
down to her vagina. Slowly around the labia and vulva,
swollen and thick and ready. I danced around the
clitoral hood sending exploratory tongue probes across
the tip of the clit sending her into short body jerks
and heavy moans. I sent a few tongue thrusts across the
clit with a small amount of pressure and received the
same results. I reached up with one hand and began to
slowly re-enter her vagina with a finger as I continued
to flick my tongue across her clit.
She began to thrust her pelvis into my face and finger,
trying to get my fingers to sink even deeper into her.
Soon one finger became two, then three. Now I was
starting to cover her clit with my mouth and work it
over in earnest. This produced the desired results as
she was going crazy under me, thrusting with all she
had into my face and fingers. She was gushing fluids
and climbing the ladder to the top of that first wave.
She was getting closer and closer, bucking and
thrusting like a wild animal under me.
It was time.
I moved up from between her legs and positioned my cock
at her entrance. She was just jumping off the ladder
onto the top of the first wave when I buried my entire
cock into her in one swift motion. She continued to
ride and buck under me for a moment but not with the
usual intensity. I was holding still inside her,
letting her feel the fullness and heat of me. She
looked up at me and asked "I thought it was supposed to
really hurt or something. I didn't feel anything. Are
you sure you broke it?"
I looked down to the base of my throbbing cock buried
to the balls inside her and there was indeed a small
trickle of blood.
"Without a doubt, you are no longer a virgin. You let
me know when you are ready and we will start our
adventure to a ten," I said as I made my cock throb
inside her. It was so tight and so hot inside her
vagina. I know I had to have filled her inside and was
more than likely bottomed out, but it felt so
wonderful.
"If I can live through an eight I can't wait to see
what a ten will bring," she said as she twitched her
muscles inside her vagina and started to milk my cock
without even moving.
"Where did you learn that?" I asked, amazed she was
able to control her muscles at that level. Hell, I had
been with women with 20 more years of experience and
they did not have a clue what they were doing compared
to this 14 year old vixen.
"I read it in a book last year about how to please a
man in bed so I started practicing even though I knew
it would be awhile before I ever got to use it. You
like it?" she asked as she continued to milk me and
stroke me inside her vagina. It was better than any
blowjob I had ever had, and almost better than any sex
I had ever had, and we were not even moving!
"You are doing something to me that has never been done
before and it is so far past incredible....we are going
to have to slow down just a bit here or I am going to
lose it and ruin this for both of us" I said as I was
approaching higher math and Truman all over again.
Grandma was on deck.
I began to slowly pull back from her until I was
perhaps halfway out then slowly moved back inside
again. She was not doing the muscle thing anymore and I
could tell this was going to take getting use to for
her.
Slowly out to halfway, then back inside again. Each
time I was moving back a little further and slowly
going all the way back in. By the time I got to the
point just the head was inside her on the backstroke, I
began to pick up a little speed.
Not a lot of speed, just a little. She was getting
familiar with the fullness and the gliding sensation
and was starting to move with me now. I picked up a
little more speed and she began to thrust back into me
as I pushed into her. Soon I was almost at regular
speed and she began to use her muscles again on me
taking me instantly to Grandma, calculus, tax code and
beyond. I was building and knew there was no way out.
Sort of like watching a train wreck about to happen.
I could see she was climbing the ladder to reach the
top of the waves again and was hoping I was going to be
able to get her there before the train wreck happened.
I was a bit lucky that as she closed in on the top rung
of her ladder that she quit milking me with her muscles
and that bought me some time. I was now pumping into
her with all I had, moving my hips in small circles,
which must have ignited her G-spot because she exploded
inside and leaped off the ladder into the crest of the
first wave and the ride was on for her.
Her muscles clamped tight around my cock and that was
all it took for me to slam it home and jump off my own
ladder. We both rode those waves of electric passion as
they swept over us together, over and over again,
transfixed into another dimension and never wanting to
return. I stayed upright by sheer will for I was scared
if I collapsed on top of her I would suffocate her.
Slowly my head was beginning to clear a bit and I was
aware my heart was beating in my throat and could feel
the blood pumping and returning, over and over again. I
was aware Rebecca was under me and my cock was still
buried inside of her. I could feel her heart pounding
through my cock and thought that was kinda neat.
I was slowly coming back down from where ever it was I
had gone for a moment and saw that she was doing the
same thing. I slowly removed my cock from inside her
and it made a plop noise as it came out with a gush of
cum behind it.
"Uncle Ron, I don't know about a ten. Seems like we had
a fourteen to me. I don't know about you but I am about
done for a while. Ya wanta go swimming with me?" she
asked as she slid out from under me and dove into the
pool.
I watched that perfect ass and vagina enter the water
and knew this was going to be the best two weeks of my
life.
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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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