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Collision in the Corridor
by Johndough (address withheld)

***

At the start of a school day a female student rounds a 
corner and bumps into her principal who has just arrived 
with coffee for his colleagues. This bump spills the 
coffee all over them so the principal takes her down to 
the locker area to wash and dry their clothes. The 
principal is also the girl's uncle and a little more 
goes on than laundry. (M/f, ped, reluc, inc, 1st, preg)

***

Principal John Wilson was running a little late this 
morning and was slightly distracted because of it. The 
40 year old bachelor was extremely fit with close 
cropped brown hair that didn't have any hint of grey. He 
was the object of many wet dreams of his 6th, 7th and 
8th grade female students after their sex ed classes. He 
was aware of his effect on these 11 to 14 year olds but 
had a strict hands off policy. There was plenty of legal 
stuff with the same fantasies at the various clubs 
around town.

One of the most off limits was Kristie Wilson, his 
younger brother's 13 year old daughter. With her blue 
eyes and long blond hair and blossoming body with its 
tennis ball sized breasts she was the masturbatory 
fantasy of as many of the male staff and students as he 
was among the females.

On this particular morning she was running down the hall 
looking through her notebook for her homework for her 
first period class. She rounded a corner without looking 
up at the same time her Uncle was about to round it as 
well. It was a terrific collision in the almost empty 
hall. Her books and papers flew everywhere and the 
Principal's briefcase went spinning into the far wall.

But that wasn't the worst of it. The reason John Wilson 
was late was he had stopped to pick up four hot 
chocolates for his office staff and he was carrying them 
in a fiberboard tray. When they ran into one another the 
tray was just above Kristie's shoulder. Reflexively, she 
jerked upright when they collided and the tray and cups 
went flying straight up. 

In slow motion, uncle and niece watched the lids go 
flying off the cups as the tray turned over and four 
not-so-hot chocolates came down on them like a warm 
sticky shower. The bell rang signaling the start of the 
first class.

"I'm sorry, Uncle John," Kristie said blushing.

"You really need to plan better, Kristie. You should be 
in class."

"I know I brought my homework assignment to school today 
but I can't find it anywhere."

"Well, let's go tell the office we are both going to be 
off the grid for a couple of hours while we get cleaned 
up."

They went into the office and Principal Wilson told his 
secretary that his niece would miss her first two 
periods and he would be out of touch for two hours as 
well. They were going down to the locker rooms to use 
the laundry to wash their clothes. He left his briefcase 
in his office but told Kristie to bring her books and 
they would do their best to clean them up while they 
waited for their clothes to wash and dry.

There would be no activity in the boys' locker room 
until 4th period and, since that was where the washer 
and drier were so that was where he took his niece.

He handed her two towels and told her to take off her 
soaking clothes then go in and use the shower. He sat 
down and faced away from her.

Kristie was nervous about getting naked in the boys' 
locker room but this was her uncle who had babysat her 
off and on since she was born. He had cleaned her bottom 
as a baby, given her baths until she was 8 years old and 
had been a safe harbor last year when she went to her 
first party and fallen prey to alcohol and she had 
turned up on his doorstep too frightened to go home to 
her parents. 

She had puked all over herself and Uncle John had 
stripped her clothes off and his own and gotten in the 
shower and cleaned her up. She had felt his erection but 
he had done nothing to act on his biological urge. 
Instead, he had dried her off and put her to bed in his 
guest room and told her parents where she was. With all 
this history, her nervousness passed quickly and she 
left her clothes in a pile next to him and went off to 
the showers.

When he heard the water come on, John took his own 
clothes off and, after emptying the pockets on top of 
the dryer, put everything in the washer and started it.

"Let me know when you are done so I can shower," he 
said.

"Just a little longer," Kristie replied. 

It took her about 5 minutes to rinse out the shampoo and 
get all the soap residue off as well. Then she dried her 
hair with one towel and wrapped it around her hair in a 
makeshift turban. She dried the rest of her with the 
second towel and then wrapped it lengthwise around her 
torso. She found it a little embarrassing because when 
she just barely covered her nipples her crotch was even 
with the bottom of the towel. If she sat down her golden 
pubic bush and the slit within it would be exposed to 
her uncle's view.

"Your turn," she said coming out of the shower area.

Her uncle walked past holding the folded towels over his 
privates. As he did, Kristie turned her head and admired 
his firm male buttocks and realized she was looking at 
her first fully nude adult male back ever, She only had 
blurry memories of the shower when she was drunk and he 
had been behind her nearly the whole time so she never 
really counted it in terms of advancing her knowledge or 
experience of sex. This time she was perfectly sober and 
his ass was perfectly enticing.

8 minutes later he walked out of the shower with a towel 
around his waist and one over his shoulders. Kristie was 
disappointed that his towel resembled a makeshift kilt 
instead of the ultra-miniskirt her towel was proving to 
be. 

John sat down next to her.

"Well, the washer should be done in about 10 minutes and 
it will take about an hour to dry so we may as well make 
the best of it. You said you were looking for your 
homework assignment?"

"Yes. I had it when I left the house this morning."

"Maybe I can help. What class was it?"

He saw blush and look toward the floor.

"Sex ed."

"Oh...what was the homework?"

"The girls have been keeping track of their cycles so we 
can learn when we are at out most fertile and when we 
can have sex without risking pregnancy. We were supposed 
to turn in our charts indicating where we are in our 
cycle today and I can't find my chart."

"And where are you?"

"If I was doing everything right then I am at the safest 
point in my cycle."

"And what are you supposed to do with this information?"

"It's supposed to allow girls to take charge of their 
sexuality and know when they can "sow their wild oats" 
just like boys without fear of pregnancy or need for a 
condom."

"And have you been?"

"Have I been what?"

"Sowing your wild oats?"

Kristie blushed deeper than ever.

"Uncle John, I'm a virgin! I haven't even seen a boy 
naked or had one touch my tits."

"You are a beautiful young woman, Kristie, why haven't 
you?"

"I'm only 13! Besides, you're supposed to wait until you 
get married to have sex."

"Who told you that?"

"Everybody!"

"Everybody? Your sex-ed teacher, too?"

John smiled at the thought that Miss Alicia Jones would 
counsel any girl they should wait until marriage for 
sex. He had sampled the lovely red head's treasures 
several times in the three years she had been on the 
faculty and knew that she was very open about her 
attitudes toward sex, even with her students.

"Well... no."

"What does she say?"

"She says sex is the most important part of our lives 
after eating and sleeping and it is important to find 
out what you like and know whether the person you marry 
will be able to fulfill your needs BEFORE you commit to 
them for a lifetime."

"So none of the boys in your class have tried to get 
into your pants, Kristie?"

"Well, a couple have tried to feel me up and I have let 
a couple kiss me like an adult, with their tongues and 
all, but I have managed to get away before anything went 
any further...What are you doing, Uncle John?"

John was leaning into her and had his arm around her 
back and on the shoulder opposite him. He was bending 
over her and used his free hand to tilt her chin up 
toward him.

"Like this?"

And with that he gave Kristie her first French kiss with 
an adult. She felt sparks shooting through her body. 
This was SO naughty! Not only was this a man but he was 
her father's brother, her uncle. But the feelings she 
was having were very un-niece-like. She turned to him 
and wrapped her arms around him to signal that he was 
doing something she liked. 

She broke the kiss for a moment and sad, "Exactly, like 
that."

"And they have tried to feel your breasts?" he asked as 
the hand at her chin moved down to where the towel was 
joined between her throbbing tits and gently pulled it 
open. Then he took her breast and cupped it in his hand 
and felt her sweet pink nipple harden in the middle of 
his palm. "Like this?"

"Like that only through my clothes. This is much 
better."

"How about this?"

He leaned over and suckled her ear lobe while gently 
blowing out his nose into her ear. He was rewarded by 
her groan of passion as she seemed to go limp in his 
arms. Then he kissed her neck and moved down to replace 
his hand with his mouth over her nipple. He was 
delighted to find his niece supported those wonderfully 
reactive nipples known as puffies. After a moment he 
moved over to the other nipple and found it waiting for 
his attention.

As his mouth ministered to her breasts, the hand that 
had so recently squeezed them took her hand and guided 
it to his crotch where she found that his towel had come 
loose as well. He placed her hand on his now hard cock 
and wrapped her fingers around it and then guided her 
hand up and down the shaft showing her how to jack off a 
man. 

Then he took his hand away and she continued as he had 
shown her while his hand slithered through her new 
growth of blond hair on her lovely pussy mound. She 
gasped as his middle finger slid along her pussy lips 
with a little added pressure over her clit. He kept 
moving slowly and deliberately while she unconsciously 
sped up her stroking hoping to inspire her uncle to 
match her speed with what he was doing to her pussy.

Uncle John appeared not to notice the change but what he 
was doing did change even if the speed didn't. When he 
felt how wet she was he slid his long middle finger deep 
into her clasping cunt. He was sure Miss Jones had 
talked about a girl's g-spot but was equally certain 
that none of the girls in the class had dared to explore 
themselves for it. 

He was definitely sure about Kristie as he left her 
breast and sat up to watch her face as she was being 
finger-fucked for the first time. He stroked his finger 
across her g-spot and a look of very pleasant shock came 
over face as she discovered an intense wave of pleasure 
she hadn't known she was capable of.

She forgot about stroking her uncle as she succumbed to 
her first non self-induced orgasm.

John didn't mind. He used his free hand to spread their 
towels on the floor and gently laid her on them. Then he 
went back to finger fucking her until he had three 
fingers inside of her and she had had another three of 
four orgasms unleashing a flood of her lubricating 
juices. 

Kristie knew somewhere in the back of her mind that this 
was moving way too fast and was way too wrong but it 
felt way too good to stop. Even when she felt her uncle 
pull his fingers from her pussy and move between her 
thighs she did nothing but spread her legs wider and 
wait for what was about to happen. She didn't have to 
wait long.

John Wilson did not care that this gorgeous adolescent 
so eagerly spreading her legs to allow his cock access 
to her pussy was his niece. He was male and she was 
female and coupling for the future was the order of the 
day.

Despite his three fingered warm up she was still tight. 
John got his cockhead up against her pussy opening and 
gently pushed until the head popped in. Once it did he 
held still for a moment to allow her to get used to the 
feeling of being stretched. Then he began to push 
forward slowly until all 9 inches were clasped in the 
velvet moistness of her cunt and their pubic hair meshed 
together as he ground her clit between their pubic 
bones.

Kristie couldn't believe what she was feeling. She felt 
full but still empty and had no idea what it meant. Then 
Uncle John started to pull out and she threw her arms 
around him in protest. When he was almost out he thrust 
back in a little faster than before. And then he did it 
again and again and Kristie realized she was actually 
doing "It"! She was having sex! She was being fucked! 
And she never wanted it to end.

Neither did John but he knew it would. However, he could 
make it last for a long time and that is what he did. He 
carried his niece through orgasm after orgasm until he 
sensed she was tiring and then he allowed himself to let 
loose three months worth of pent up sperm, showering her 
cervix with liquid heat and unleashing a huge orgasm in 
Kristie who only dully remembered that this was the part 
of the act that was meant to produce babies. Thank god 
it was her safe time!

John remained over her with his weight on his forearms 
as he slowly deflated within her. She was tight enough 
he would probably have been held inside her if he didn't 
pull himself out and stand up. Kristie lay there with 
her eyes clothes still riding the crest of her first 
fuck as John transferred the laundry from the washer to 
the drier.

He sat down on the bench and smiled at his niece. He was 
glad he had restrained himself after her party 
experience because having her sober and willing was 
always better than dealing with a female who was drunk 
and out of it.

"So can I help you out with anything else for sex ed?"

"I was just thinking about Mr. Ward..."

"Mr. Ward? The choir director?"

"Yeah."

"Why would you be thinking about him?"

"Well, not him exactly but what he always says..."

"And what does he say?"

"Practice, practice, PRACTICE!"

She held her arms up to him to ask him back. Jack smiled 
and laid out some more towels and then lay down beside 
her.

This time he lay on his back and let her take control. 
Kristie had heard about blow jobs and thought that 
sucking a boy's cock was the grossest thing she ever 
heard of. But now she understood girls who said they 
were hungry for cock. She bent down and took him in her 
mouth, pleasantly amazed that she found she liked the 
taste although how much was her and how much was him she 
didn't know.

"Wait," her uncle commanded, "straddle my face and then 
keep on doing what you are doing."

She got up over him and even before she bent back down 
for his cock she felt his tongue stroking her slit and 
teasing her clit. For five minutes they continued their 
69 until John felt he was going to shoot off in her 
mouth. 

"I'm going to cum!" he said.

"Good! I want to taste you!"

She put him back in her mouth and sucked his tip all the 
way to the entrance to her throat. It only took a moment 
and her mouth was awash in sperm. She swallowed and 
barely managed to keep up with spurt after spurt as her 
uncle's cock seemed bent upon drowning her. When the 
spurting stopped and she came herself from the 
ministrations of her uncle's cock, she rolled off of him 
more sated than she had ever felt in her life.

"Wow, I never imagined sex was this fantastic!"

"I am glad I was able to make you happy."

"You know, Uncle John, I think I have an awful lot of 
wild oats to sow. Will you help me?"

"Absolutely."

There was still a half an hour left on the drier and 
with five minutes left to go John baptized Kristie's 
hungry pussy with another dose of sperm.

They went and showered again. This time together, 
washing each other off and then drying each other as 
well. They got dressed and then John went to hand 
Kristie her stack of books when they slipped and fell to 
the floor. A folded sheet of paper slipped out of her 
math book and John picked it up.

"Well, what do you know—the missing homework."

He studied his niece's chart and realized she had made a 
mistake.

"All this charting is great but there is a simpler way 
of doing this. When did your last period end?"

"Two weeks ago."

"And you thought this was the safe time of your cycle?"

"Yeah, it is when I feel horniest and my next period is 
still two weeks away."

"Kristie, you don't get pregnant during your period. 
Your period is your body flushing out an egg that has 
not been fertilized and the tissue on the walls of your 
uterus that your body had prepared to accept a 
fertilized egg. The egg is released by your ovaries 
about midway between your periods and your body makes 
you horny to try to get the egg fertilized."

"You mean..."

"Yes, this is the most fertile time of the month for 
you."

Kristie decided she would never take the morning after 
pill but she would let herself be made love to by one of 
her amorous classmates so if she was pregnant no one 
would suspect her uncle.

As soon as she decided on her course of action she told 
her uncle who thought it was a good idea. The put the 
towels in the towel hamper and headed back to the office 
in their newly cleaned clothes.

At the office door they parted ways and Principal Wilson 
told student Kristie Wilson he was sorry she had missed 
her first two periods. 

As it turned out she missed 9 periods...

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
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 system.
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