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Janet Jackson: Black Cat
by Geminiguy (geminiguy7.hotmail.co.uk@gmail.com)

***

A guy volunteers to take him young niece trick or 
treating and ends up receiving an unexpected reward. 
(MF, intr, anal, celeb-parody)

***

I was out of work for a while, the company was having 
the building worked on, getting it "up to code", so I 
went to visit my sister in Oregon. She had moved out 
there for a job after college and I hadn't seen here 
since she left the East coast.

When I got out there, I was surprised to find out I 
was an uncle. My sister was a single mom to a five 
year old girl. She begged me not to tell our mom, she 
can be so old fashioned and wouldn't approve of my 
sister having a child "out of wedlock".

I was there for two weeks before Halloween came and it 
was enough time for me to bond with my little niece. 
My sister had her hooked on country music and my niece 
had a crush on Jason Aldean [for real?!?]. She was 
going out trick-or-treating as Reba McEntire [my 
sister is a HUGE Reba fan]. She had a big red wig, a 
cowboy shirt, blue jeans, cowboy boots and a miniature 
acoustic guitar. 

She was pretty cute.

My sister came home from work exhausted on Halloween. 
I volunteered to take my niece trick-or-treating to 
give her a break, plus my niece said she'd rather go 
with me, her mom always steals the good candy. My 
sister was more than happy to hand her over for a few 
hours of peace.

And I do mean peace, not peace and quiet. My sister's 
idea of relaxing is playing Country music all the 
time. I needed a break from all that.

My sister helped my niece put on her costume and we 
left. It was already twilight but the streets were 
well-lit. My niece practically dragged me from one 
house to the next. "I want to get LOTS AND LOTS of 
candy, Uncle Jimmy!"

I laughed and said all right.

The further we got from my sister's house I started to 
notice someone was playing music in the distance.

And it wasn't Country.

It was Janet Jackson music. I smiled. I was born in 
1986 when Janet first went solo. Mom claims she played 
Control over and over the last three months of her 
pregnancy and until I was about a year old. 

She says that's why I'm such a big Janet Jackson fan 
despite being a rocker.

Whoever was playing the music had on "Miss You Much". 
Wherever it was coming from, it was far away, because 
the music just got louder and louder. Next, "What Have 
You Done For Me Lately" came on, followed by 
"Control".

I finally found the source of the music. As we neared 
the house another song came on. I smiled. It was 
"Black Cat".

My favorite.

I was four years old when that song came out. It's the 
only thing I remember about being a four year old. Mom 
said I had a dance for "Black Cat".

That I do not remember.

One of the things I love about "Black Cat" is it 
rocks. I can rock out to it of course. I have some hot 
fucks to it also...

The house was super decorated for Halloween; the fence 
out front glowed orange, the front yard was full of 
tombstones, jack-o-lanterns and a giant spider. A 
witch guarded the door, it cackled when I rang the 
doorbell and its eyes would glow red. 
 
The front door opened and the sight that greeted me 
was far from scary. I saw a body encased in black, 
from foot to throat. The costume was reminiscent of 
Michelle Pfeiffer's Catwoman costume from Batman 
Returns, THE best Batman movie ever. But the body 
inside this costume was curvier and larger-breasted.

She didn't wear the Catwoman mask, and her long black 
hair hung down lankily [on purpose for Halloween I 
supposed] below her breasts, and her face was angelic 
as she smiled.

"TRICK OR TREAT!!!" My niece yelled, breaking my 
reverie.

"You make a wonderful Reba, sweetie!" My Catwoman said 
as she tossed some candy into her bag.

"Thank you!" My niece chimed.

I finally found my tongue. "You - you're Janet 
Jackson!"

Janet's smile grew wider. "I'm glad someone recognized 
me!" She laughed.

My niece was tugging on my hand but I ignored her. 
"Who wouldn't recognize you?" I retorted emboldened.

"It seems all the kids tonight. None of them knew who 
I was or were too shy to say anything." 
 
"I didn't know you lived her..."

"I don't," Janet replied. "It's my aunt's house. She 
broke her leg and his in the hospital. I came up to 
stay with her and she asked me to take care of this 
for her. She loves Halloween and decorated herself."

"I'm not from her myself. I'm visiting my sister for a 
few weeks."

"So this is your niece? She's lovely."

"Thanks."

My niece was tugging more insistently now. "Uncle 
Jimmy," She hissed.

"Ummm, I know I'm a few years late, but I am so sorry 
about your brother. Michael was one of the best 
entertainers and a great loss to the music community."

Janet put her hand on mine. "Thank you. I appreciate 
you saying that."

"COME ON, COME ON, COME ON!" My niece said, finally 
losing it.

Janet giggled. "You better not hold her up!" She 
winked. "Here." She turned my hand palm up and wrote a 
phone number on my palm with a felt tip pen. "Call me 
later. I'm all alone her."

I grinned. "I will! Bye!"

"Goodbye." Janet waved as I let my niece drag me off. 
 
My niece's bag was almost overflowing when I told her 
it was time to head back. She didn't want to but 
finally acquiesced.

When we got back I was surprised to see my sister had 
fallen asleep. My niece went up to her room with her 
treasure to change out of her costume and go through 
her candy. I went up later to have her get ready for 
bed and to tuck her in. Then I woke my sister up so 
she could go up and sleep in her own bed herself.

I was sleeping in the den downstairs. The sofa had one 
of those fold-out beds.

But I had no plans to sleep just yet. I locked the 
door to the den and undressed. I like to sleep naked 
and didn't want any surprises. When I got in bed I 
grabbed the cordless phone and dialed the phone number 
Janet had wrote on my hand, not I'm considering it 
might be fake.

Janet picked up on the second ring. "Hello?"

"Hi, Janet."

"Oh, hi!" She said. I could hear it in her voice that 
she was smiling. "Hey, you never told me your name."

"I'm Jim."

"Well it was nice to meet you tonight, Jim. 
 
I've been so lonely not knowing only up here."

"I can relate," I admitted. We made small talk, Janet 
asked about my family, and I told her about my mom's 
stories about me growing up loving her music. Janet 
laughed and I loved hearing her laugh.

The small talk went on for hours and hours. Soon it 
wasn't Halloween anymore, another Halloween come and 
gone.

It was almost three A.M. when Janet said she better 
go. "I want to visit my aunt in the morning."

"Oh, all right," was all I said dumbly.

"But I want to talk again! Maybe tomorrow night."

"I'd love that."

"Would you now?" Janet teased.

We finally said our good nights and hung up. I noticed 
I was hard and decided to whack off before I could 
fall asleep.

***

The next night Janet called me. The small talk wasn't 
so small this time. Janet asked me about my "love 
life", my dating history, even how I lost my cherry 
[her word]. I admit, I was hard and stroking off the 
whole time.

She asked me to come over for breakfast in the 
morning. I said "I'd love to." 
 
"I bet you would," She teased again.

I came after we hung up and fell right to sleep.

I got up in the morning, showered and shaved. I told 
my sister not to make me breakfast I had plans.

"Oh?" She winked. "Just don't go and knock her up and 
run off."

I rolled my eyes and she laughed.

I didn't have a hard time finding Janet's aunt's house 
once more. How could I ever forget?

Janet answered the door in a thin silk robe. I could 
see her large bra outlined through it but I couldn't 
see any panty-lines under it. I loved how the robe 
slid into the crack of her large but firm butt...

She had a feast waiting for me. "Coffee?" Janet asked.

"No, thanks, I don't drink coffee. Orange juice is 
fine."

"I don't drink it either," Janet replied.

We sat there, sipping our juice and making small talk 
once more. It wasn't uncomfortable, I found it easy to 
talk to Janet.

Until she came out and said "I masturbated last night 
after we got off the phone."

I nearly spit out my juice. Janet giggled. "Well, I 
did." 
 
"I jerked off WHILE we were talking," I blurted.

Janet smiled. "I was wet the moment I met you," She 
whispered. "When I found out she was your niece and 
not your daughter, I was relieved. I had the 
naughtiest thoughts about you..."

Janet stood up and came around the table. She untied 
her robe and slid it off. She had on a demi bra and 
thong panties, both red.

Janet slid onto my lap and we started to make out, my 
hands roaming over her tight body. She ground her 
pussy against my hard cock and moaned.

I unclasped Janet's bra and she shrugged it off. Her 
large tits were capped off by large, oval-shaped 
areolae. Her nipples were stiff and I twisted them as 
we kissed.

Janet pulled off my shirt and got my cock out of my 
jeans and briefs, stroking it roughly. She finally 
climbed off of my lap and pulled me up. I kicked off 
my sneakers and pushed off my jeans and briefs. I 
followed her swaying butt, still dressed in my socks, 
and she led me to what I assumed was her room. 
 
Janet slid down her panties. Her pussy was unshaved, 
her pubes blacker than the hair on her head.

She stepped out of her panties and motioned for me to 
come to her. I did of course. We began to kiss once 
more and fell onto the bed. We kept rolling around, I 
was on top of Janet, than she was on top of me. 
Finally when she was on top she whispered "I'm not on 
the pill, I want you up my butt..."

She sat up and grabbed my cock. She slid up and 
lowered her rectum around my shaft. It was gooey back 
there, Janet had obviously been prepared for this. She 
took my length easily and began to fuck me slowly. 
Janet moaned, gritting her teeth. I reached up and 
cupped her tits. She raised her hands up and held my 
hands to her tits as she fucked me faster, closing her 
eyes.

"Mmmm..." Janet moaned. "You've got the thickest cock 
I ever took."

"You've got the finest body I've ever fucked," I said, 
the best I could come up with at a moment's notice.

Janet giggled and rode me harder. She began to cum. 
Her body spasmed hard atop me. 
 
She slid off me and laid on her side, back to me. 
"Let's do it this way," Janet said.

I rolled onto my side and entered her anus again. She 
sighed.

I wrapped my arms around Janet and began to pump into 
her rapidly. She groaned. It wasn't long before she 
came again, even louder than last time.

Janet came at least fifteen times before a filled her 
anal chute with my hot jizz some thirty minutes later.

"Mmmm," Janet shivered, my cock still inside of her. 
"That was SO good..."

"So much for waiting awhile..." I teased.

Janet giggled. "I couldn't help it, I lost control, 
I'm a nasty girl."

"No, you're not nasty," I retorted. "You're my girl."

"I love the sound of that..." Janet smiled.

And that was just our first escapade... 

THE END

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