Subject: MY NIECE RITA part 1(mf,cons,young)
From: thewiz@enque.win.net (Thewiz)

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                        MY NIECE RITA part 1
              Chapter one- Early remembrances of Sara

   I never considered myself to be a pervert in any way. In fact I
had taken pride in how much I really did find women my own age
attractive. I tended to like them on the petite side, however. A
friend of mine once commented that most of my girlfriends looked
like little girls. I used to just laugh it off. I liked 'em that
way and that was all that mattered.

   So why would I start off by putting into question my sexual
proclivity now? It is due to an experience that began this past
summer when my 10 year old niece, Rita, came to stay with me.

   She is my older sister's daughter. Rita is an incredibly cute
blonde haired girl. She's not too thin but she does have the
awkward look of a pre-adolescent. Her face still has a very
innocent little girl look about it. Even though she was only 4' 8"
and 62 lbs, I could tell she was going to be tall when she grew up.
Those little-girl mini-skirts she wore were already very high on
her thighs.

   My sister, Monica and her husband had separated some four years
earlier and he never had anything to do with Rita after that. I
more or less became the father figure in her life at that point. I
spent as much time with her as I could. Being single, this wasn't
a tremendous burden on me. In fact there were many aspects about
being a surrogate father that appealed to me. I was the one that
talked to her when she needed a "father" to talk to. The one that
bought her her first girl's bicycle. In fact, since I didn't have
any kids of my own, I treated her like the daughter I didn't have.
She was much more than my niece to me. My sister knew it too, and
was glad I was there.

   When she finally remarried, Monica asked if Rita could stay with
me for the summer. They were planning on a European honeymoon and
would be gone for most of the summer. At first I balked. I had many
plans over this particular summer. Firstly, I had entered into a
very serious relationship with a girl that was just drop dead
gorgeous. I had plans for the two of us that I didn't think would
be appropriate for a 10 year old girl to be aware of. Shows you how
stupid I had become.

   I'm 27 now. When I think back on it, I can vividly remember what
I was like in my 10th year. I was a walking bundle of hormones
waiting to burst forth. I had no idea what was happening to my body
or why my thoughts always seemed to wind up on sex. All I knew was
that I was preoccupied with sex starting at about 10. I had a
constant erection. Unfortunately there was no one responsible I
could talk to about it. My parents were very prim and proper in
that regard. Sex was just not talked about in our household.

   Of course I talked about it with my friends. None of us knew
much about erections or why they happened. All we knew was that it
happened and it seemed to happen all the time. We'd be out playing
and suddenly I'd notice that I had a "boner". In those cases, it
proved to be an unwelcome occurrence. It was tough to play baseball
with a hard-on.

   Then one day, during my tenth year, when I was over at a
friend's house, something happened that opened up a whole new world
of activities for me and my friends. On this day we had just
finished a tough baseball game at the park, and Eric and I were
both very tired. We had come back to his house because my parents
wouldn't be home until later that evening and didn't want me to be
home alone. My friend had a sister, Sara, who was just one year
younger than Eric and I at nine years old. Eric had turned on the
TV and then had fallen asleep. I was tired too, but couldn't fall
asleep, especially with Eric's sister Sara sitting on the couch
across from me. She was a very precocious kid who had bundles of
energy, and loved to be around me when I was over at Eric's. I
guess, thinking back, she had a crush on me, but I was too
embarrassed at that age to acknowledge, or act on it before.

   The show we had been watching on TV was ending and the news was
coming on. Looking up I saw that Sara was non-chalantly flexing her
skinny legs back and forth there on the couch, sitting in her too
short little skirt. Once in a while she would look up at me and
smile widely, apparently unaware of the show I could see up her
dress. Sara was an extremely cute kid with a freckled face and
blond pigtails. I had never admitted it to Eric, but she was the
reason I came over to his house so often. I had a sister too, but
Monica was so much older than me that we weren't that close. Being
naturally curious about girls, I was always eager to "discover" as
much as I could about them, and Sara had a lot to show me.

   On one of Sara's leg-flex movements, sitting there on the couch,
I was able to see that she had on plain white cotton panties. The
first thing that happened after seeing that was that I almost
instantly sprouted a hard-on. This wasn't too bad at first since
the room was not too bright and my pants were bunched up in front
anyway. But as the minutes went by, and I started looking more and
more at Sara's leg's, my pre-pubescent erection was getting harder
to hide. Soon she began holding her slim little thighs open more
often than closed. And her smile had changed to a sly grin, and
occasionally even a giggle. I think she had caught on to what I was
looking at, but she obviously didn't seem to mind. Soon she gave up
closing her legs altogether, and instead she would watch the TV for
a few minutes, then look back at me. Then on the pretense of being
surprised at seeing me looking at her she would giggle for a few
seconds and then turn back to the TV. By this time my boner was
harder than steel, and was no longer concealed by my bunched up
pants. The tent it was making in them was obvious to me, and to
Sara.

   Suddenly Sara jumped up and ran over to me and for a minute just
stared at my crotch. At first I was so embarrassed I couldn't
speak, but Sara's curiosity got the better of her, and she said,
"Wow, Robbie, what's that in your pants?" she asked with a serious
look on her little face.

   "Uh, nothing, Sara, just the way my pants are bunched," I tried
to explain. She looked up at my face, then back down to my crotch.

   "But it looks like you've got something in there! Can I see?"
and before I could say no she was reaching out to touch my
rock-hard cock. Now no one had ever touched my penis before, other
than myself, of course, and at that point I was more scared than
excited, and just as her hand touched me, I grabbed her hand before
she could do much more than grab a quick feel.

   "That's your 'thingy', Robbie, isn't it? I know because I've
seen Eric's when it was like that, but he didn't see me looking at
him." She had me now, and I couldn't very well deny it.

   "Yeah, I guess I just have to go the bathroom real bad. I'll be
right back," I answered, anxious to get away from this embarrassing
situation. I really did have to pee, so I went quickly down the
hall to their bathroom.

   Instead of unzipping my fly and pulling out my cock through the
opening in my underpants, I just pulled my pants and shorts down to
my ankles, not wanting to risk zipper-snatch on my too-stiff cock.
Now I had noticed before that it was difficult to pee when I had a
boner, and this time was no exception. Unable to pee, my mind went
back to thoughts of Sara and looking up her dress, and soon I was
stroking it rather than trying to piss through it. I think I had
been standing at the toilet for a couple of minutes when I looked
toward the door and saw the shadow of Sara peeking around it.
Frightened beyond belief, at first I tried to pull up my pants to
cover up my stiff cock. But it was too late and Sara, getting over
her shyness, opened the door all the way and stood there staring at
my cock.

   "I knew that's what it was, Robbie, you just got a hard-on. I
know 'cuz me and my friends talk about it all the time. Did you get
that from looking up my dress?" Smart kid.

   "Now Sara, I think we're going to get in trouble talking like
this, and you'd better not tell Eric."

   "Don't worry I wont tell. Anyway, I've seen his hard-on before,
too, but he didn't know it." This kid really was precocious.

   "Sometimes I sneak by his door at night when he thinks I'm
sleep, and then he starts to play with his thingy, and sometimes he
plays with it for a long time. Do you play with your thingy,
Robbie?"

   "No, Sara, I don't play with my 'thingy'. It's called a 'cock'
anyway. If you're going to talk about a boy's sex parts you oughta
call it by its right name." I was slowly overcoming my initial
embarrassment and getting a little bolder by the minute. After all,
she was the one who started all this.

   "How come you don't do it? Eric does it a lot and he sure seems
to like it." She was slowly moving closer to me as she talked, and
I decided I wasn't going to be shy if she wasn't.

   "What do you mean, Sara, that he likes to play with it. Maybe he
was just scratching it, or something."

   "Not the way he was doing it so much, and making those noises,
like he was either hurting himself or liking it a lot. And
sometimes I think he starts to pee on himself, or something, 'cuz
I see signs of wet stuff in his bed later when he's gone...I could
show you what he was doing if you want me to.." and she moved right
up in front of me, my hard dick standing up between us.

   Now, I hadn't been exactly honest with her when I said I didn't
touch myself like she had seen Eric do. But this seemed like a good
chance to start finding out something about the opposite sex,
especially with Eric asleep in the front room. No, playing with my
cock and making it hard was something that I wasn't completely
ignorant of. I had been rubbing my cock for a while in bed at this
point. I found out early that if you rubbed it, it felt good. If
you kept rubbing it, the feelings would grow and grow until it felt
like you'd explode. But the explosion had never come for me before,
and I would always quit. It seemed like Eric had discovered
something more to this thing than just rubbing it a while and
quitting. Maybe Sara *could* show me something..

   In any event, Eric's younger sister, Sara, decided to show me
how she saw Eric do it. I was very embarrassed by now but still
incredibly excited, as my cock was standing straight up at
attention. Sara was more in control than me, because she wasn't
nervous and all the while seemed like she knew what she wanted to
do.

   "Can I show you?" she repeated.

   "OK, but you'd better be quiet, and you'd better not ever tell
Eric or I'll break you neck," I replied, with a hint of humor at
the last comment. She smiled and immediately put her hand on my
stomach and slid it down to my stiff hairless peter.

   "Boy, this looks harder than Eric's ever was, and I'm sure it's
bigger too!" Even at my young age I couldn't help but feel some
pride at that remark and my cock twitched at the compliment. Sara's
mouth just hung open as she began to fondle me, almost drooling as
she often had to close her mouth and swallow. Right away I knew
this was not going to be any ordinary 'rub my cock' session. It had
never felt this good when I did it to myself, and standing there
watching that little girl rub my cock was blowing my mind. I was
really getting into her hand explorations and had started thinking
about her little body when she looked at me and said, "Would you
like me to take off my clothes, too?" she asked, almost as if she
had read my mind.

   "OK, but you'd better go lock the bathroom door," I said. She
went to lock the door right away and was back at my side in a
flash. Then she put the toilet seat down and told me to sit on it.
Stepping back a foot or two, she unbuttoned her dress and let it
slip down to the floor. She looked at me for approval, but only
needed to look at my cock, and my face told her that I approved.
She stood there for a moment in only her white cotton panties that
I had been peeking at in the living room. Then she rested one hand
on my shoulder as she leaned over to take off first one tennis
shoe, then the other. Then standing back up, she said, "You sure
it's OK?"

   "Sure, Sara, if you want to," I anxiously replied, hoping she
wouldn't chicken out now. Then she moved her hands to her slim hips
and taking the waistband in her fingers, slid them down her skinny
hips, bent over and slipped them off her feet. I had never seen a
naked girl before and immediately my dick started twitching up and
down. There we both stood, naked as the day we were born, she and
I both still completely hairless on our pubes, waiting for the next
step. Sara was the first to speak as she told me to sit down while
she got on her knees in front of me.

   The feeling of being naked with a hard-on in front of little
Sara was a very erotic feeling for me. It was something naughty and
forbidden and I was loving it. Apparently so was Sara. She sat back
on her haunches and taking my cock in her hands started stroking it
up and down.

   "Wait a minute, I forgot something else that Eric does," she
said enthusiastically as she got up and went to the medicine
cabinet. She came back to me with a bottle of hand lotion in her
hands and squirted some out into her palm.

   "I've seen him use this stuff too, and I think it helps,
somehow," she said. It didn't take me long to figure what Eric had
used this for, and I was beginning to realize that Eric was quite
a bit more expert at this sex stuff than me. She spread the dollop
of lotion in both her hands and used it to smooth her strokes on my
cock. This was getting to be too much for me and not wanting to get
caught by her brother I asked her if we could go in her bedroom to
do this. She said sure, and gathering up our clothes and the hand
lotion off we went sneaking down the hall to her own little
bedroom. Once inside we both got on her bed, me at the headboard
and Sara sitting indian-style between my legs.

   Soon it was evident that Sara was really getting into my
pleasure as she now had a serious look on her face and was
breathing a little heavier. She looked determined as she began to
pump my cock more furiously. I was becoming lost in the pleasant
feelings that were welling up inside me. The feeling of another set
of hands other than your own on your cock is just too wonderful to
explain and I spread my legs farther apart and started bucking my
hips to meet her movements. Something was happening to Sara too,
and I hadn't even touched her, but she began hissing softly,
stroking me with one hand and touching herself with the other. The
sight of her sticking her fingers in her pussy was too much for me.
The feelings that I had come to know so well became stronger and
stronger and I let out a moan and suddenly this white sticky stuff
shot out of my cock and covered my legs and Sara's hands. I then
collapsed back against her headboard, my cock still spurting this
strange white fluid. I was confused but also excited by what had
just happened to me. That had never happened to me before and I was
sure this was what Sara had seen Eric do. But Eric had done it to
himself, but here I was letting his nine year old sister be the
first to ever jack me off.

   Sara was completely flushed too, as though she had had an
experience as well. She probably had but I was too young too know
it then. Our afterglow was short-lived however, as we then heard
Eric calling for Sara and me. I was scared into immobility, but
little Sara was calm as she yelled back to him that I had gone
while he was asleep and she was in bed. That seemed to satisfy Eric
as I heard him rumbling back down the hall to his own room. Sara
then came back up to me in the bed and wrapped her arms around my
chest. She said she knew that Eric was going back to sleep, as he
was always real tired after a baseball game. She wanted me to stay
with her and do some more stuff to each other this time, but after
that scare with her brother I just wanted to get out of there and
back to the safety of my own house. I told her that my parents were
probably back by now and they might call down here looking for me.
I told I had really liked what we did and that I wanted to do it
again and promised to meet her tomorrow. She looked sad at first
but then perked up when I said 'tomorrow'. She said it was the most
fun she had ever had and she couldn't wait to do it again. Those
were my sentiments exactly.

     End of part 1 MY NIECE RITA

   In chapter 2-Explaining the facts of life to my niece Rita.