The cottage

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The cottageWhen you own a cottage, particularly if it’s a good cottage,you come to expect friends and family to invite themselves overfrom time to time.I have a pretty good cottage up on an island filled lake inNorthern New York. It’s got three bedrooms, a dock, a small beach,and a terrific view of the lake. It’s hard to find, and kind ofisolated, but I love it so much that I just can never seem to keepfrom bragging.So, from time to time, I give in to less than gentle hints, andlet various people come up with me when my wife or k**s don’t wantto come.Some weeks ago my brother Jack, his wife Susan, and theirdaughter Wendy came up for the weekend. I hadn’t seen a lot ofWendy. When I went to my brother’s she was usually somewhere else.When she stepped out of the cottage with her parents I hardlynoticed her. Oh, I was nice to her, of course. She was my niece,after all. What I mean is, I didn’t NOTICE her.She was wearing a loose sweatshirt and jeans. She was a blonde,her hair almost always tied into a thick tail that went halfwaydown her back. I didn’t pay her much notice.My first sight of her in a bathing suit was a surprise. Thebathing suit wasn’t very revealing. It was a one piece, and kind ofconservative, but it did hug her body like any bathing suit,revealing the narrow waist, the flared hips, the round behind, anda surprisingly firm, full chest.I only gave her glancing notice, though. After all, she was ak**, and my brother’s k** at that. Besides, she mostly went off onher own, either in the canoe, paddling among the islands, orexploring the woods.There were a few other cabins along the lake that she couldreach on foot or by canoe, and she talked about someone or other,some girl she’d met at one of them. She even brought her overSunday, a pretty brunette.Since I was on vacation, I didn’t have to go home on Sundaynight like my brother. I was going to stay through next weekend,when I’d go back to the city and pick up my wife and k**s.Wendy asked to stay until next weekend, saying she was having alot of fun with this other girl. Her parents were doubtful, but Iwas feeling magnanimous and agreed. We waved goodbye to themSunday, and Wendy disappeared while I read a book in the lateafternoon sun.She came back surprisingly early, and when I asked why, said theother girl, I forget her name, had gone home with her parents. Thatsurprised me.”I thought you wanted to stay so you could play with her,” Isaid.”Uncle Paul!” she cried, in protest. “I do not PLAY!””Sorry,” I said, rolling my eyes.”I’m not a c***d, you know.””No, of course not,” I grinned.”I stayed because I love this place. It’s so beautiful. I lovegetting up early and hearing the sound of the birds, smelling thenew day. I love paddling over to the islands and exploring.””I do too,” I said.The cabin was too isolated to have electricity. It had a woodburning stove, and a small fridge powered by gas. The lights camefrom lanterns, and there was no heat except from the stove or thefireplace.It was warm at night, though, so it didn’t really surprise mewhen Wendy changed into a nightshirt long before bed. I have ateenage daughter of my own, after all, and she tended to wanderaround the house dressed in one of those things too.But Wendy wasn’t my daughter, and the thin little nightshirt shewore was kind of…tight, and short, compared to the ones mydaughter wore. I couldn’t help noticing her long coltish legs, orthe small indentations of her nipple pushing against the thincotton fabric.But I was conscious of her age, and that she was my niece, anddidn’t pay much attention.Several times, though, when she moved or shifted on the couchwhile reading, my eyes were drawn to those legs. And once, when shegot up and went to a cupboard, she had to stand on her toes andkind of bend forward to reach something, and the hem of thenightshirt pulled up enough that I caught a brief glimpse of blondepussy.I was a little shocked at that, though now that I thought of itmy wife often didn’t wear panties under her nightshirt either. Iquickly turned my eyes away. The last thing I wanted was for her totell my brother I was peeping at her.The next morning I got my next surprise. She put on a bathingsuit, but not the one piece conservative number she’d worn on theweekend. This was a string bikini, the cups narrow triangles thatexposed the creamy upper curves of her breasts. The bottom was verynarrow, high cut, exposing her thighs and hips, and it didn’t coverall of her buttocks.”What happened to the black suit?” I asked in surprise.”I wore that for two whole days,” she said as if in surprise.”You don’t expect me to wear the same suit forever do you?””I guess not,” I said. “It’s a bit…small, isn’t it?””Uncle Paul!” she protested. “Don’t be an old fogey. This iswhat’s in.””If you say so,” I said.Who could understand women? One suit was plenty good for mostguys. Women, though, needed half a dozen. I tried not to lookanywhere I shouldn’t, reminded myself of her age, and that she wasmy niece, and went fishing.When I got back she was laying on the sand, all spread out, skinglistening with suntan oil. I said hi. She said hi, and I took myfish inside.All day she seemed to find some reason to be around me, and anumber of times she bent over, either towards me, or away from me.It happened too often to be accidental, but I still didn’t thinkmuch of it. I figured she was just another teenager having fun byturning guys on. It was something they all did at her age.That evening she wore the same tight, short nightshirt, and evenplayfully sat on my lap once. I began to think she was carryingthis teasing business to extremes.The next day was a different suit. The top was even smaller thanthe on she’d worn previously, and the bottom was one of those thongthings. Now I loved looking at pretty girls in thongs, seeing theirround asses, but this was my niece.I didn’t comment, though, and tried to keep telling myself thatI had no business looking at her. I spent a lot of time fishingthat day.When I got home she was laying out in the sun again, but thistime she was topless. It was impossible not to say something. “Wendy, where’s your top?” I demanded, trying to sound stern.”Oh! I’m sorry, Uncle Paul. I didn’t think you’d be back thissoon.””I’m back late. Anyway, there are other people around here,other cabins.””But they’re mostly empty except on weekends.””Put your top on,” I ordered.She obeyed as I walked quickly up to the cabin. I felt my cockhardening in my pants, and fought to turn my mind to other things.She had one hell of a body. She was small, but man what curves! Shehad a helluva good set of tits, too.No, no, no. I couldn’t think of that!I did my best to stay away from her, and to keep my eyes andmind off her. She stayed in that damn bikini until evening, whenshe changed into, not the nightshirt, but a pair of cotton, stringbikini panties, and a tank top.Again, it was hard to criticize her, to say anything to her. Myown daughter had worn such things around the house.But she wasn’t my daughter.I didn’t say anything, and pretended to ignore her as she madeherself a snack, then sat down on the sofa. The tank top was tightacross her chest, and when she turned to one side, she raised herarm to run a hand through her head, and the armhole of the tank topexposed much of the side of her tit.I took a deep breath and looked away, then looked back again,this time focusing my attention on her face. it was flushed, alittle red, anxious looking. She never looked at me, but licked herlips and swallowed often. She was breathing harder than she shouldbe, and the way her nipples were pressing against the tank top theywere obviously fully erect.This was more than just casual flirting, more than just cockteasing. She was really getting off on this. And damn it, so was I!I had a hard-on, and had to keep the book I was reading low soshe wouldn’t notice it. I wanted to strip her and shove my cockinto her pussy. I wondered if she were a virgin, wondered if shewould tell her father what I did if I fucked her.I wanted her bad. I didn’t care that she was my niece any more.All I cared about was whether I could get away with it, wether Icould fuck her brains out and not wind up in jail and divorced.I couldn’t elazığ escort just grab her.But I could play the game back at her.When she got up and went into the kitchen, I waited a fewmoments and followed. She was making cocoa.”Well, that’s just what I was looking for,” I said.”I could make you some,” she said, face still flushed.”Sure. Would you?”I grabbed a cup and went over to her, standing behind her. Mycock had settled down some, and was only semi-hard now. I leanedover her as she made cocoa for me, then when she’d finishedstirring I leaned over to pick it up, casually pressing myself intoher ass, giving it just a little grinding motion before picking upthe cup and walking away.My cock was rock hard by the time I passed out of the kitchen.Kitchen. The kitchen was just a part of the cabin where the sinkand wood stove and cupboards were. There were no walls separatingit from the living room.I sat down, making sure to cover my cock. She was still in thekitchen, her back turned to me. The back of her neck was red. Ittook her quite a while to make her cocoa and come away from thecounter. Then she sat down at the table in front of the picturewindow, and not at the sofa.After a few minutes wait for my cock to soften, I got up andwalked over to the table myself, then sat down too. I talked to hercasually about the lake and islands, asking her if she’d seen theriver at the north end of the lake.She didn’t look up, except for quick, darting glances, and herface remained flushed. She said she was going to bed, and I nodded,saying I was going soon too. I kind of pushed my chair back andaround from the table as she got up, and when she passed I caughther wrist and pulled her onto my lap, laughing like it was just afriendly kind of thing.She squirmed a little, but made no real effort to pull away. Ihad my arm around her waist and she was leaning back just a bit,her thighs tight together.”Tell me, Wendy, do you have a boyfriend yet?” I asked.She blushed and shook her head.”Why not? Pretty girl like you should have a boyfriend.””I uh, I…I’m kind of…shy around boys.””You are. Why?””I dunno,” she gulped.”You want a boyfriend?””I dunno,” she said, looking away.”Well, if you don’t have a boyfriend I guess you’re a virgin,”I said teasingly.Her face turned deep red”Never been kissed, huh?” I smiled.”I have too been kissed,” she said.”Really?””Yes.””Anything else?” I teased.”A little,” she said, a shrug in her voice. Her voice was verytight, and she was as tense as a statue.My left arm was around her waist, my hand on her belly strokingsoftly. My right hand was on her leg, stroking that casually. Imoved my right up to her face, caressing her cheek lightly.”I bet the boys are after you for more than a little,” I saidsoftly, nudging her bangs aside with my fingertips.”I’ll say,” she snorted.”You have very nice teeth,” I said, sliding my thumb downagainst the corner of her mouth. “You should smile more.”I pressed against the corner of her mouth with my thumb, drawingit upwards a little, smiling at her.”I smile,” she said defensively.”Tell me what the boys want you to do,” I said, now sliding myindex finger along her lips.”I…you know,” she gulped, looking uncomfortable.I pulled her face around and kissed her on the side of thethroat.”Remember when I used to blow raspberries against your throat?”I teased, pressing my lips against her throat again and blowing afew.”Yeah,” she gulped.”So what do the boys want you to do?””I…they want to…you know…feel me,” she said, squirming abit on my lap.”Where?””My….my boobs.””Where else?””My behind.””Where else?””Between my legs,” she said, whispering now, looking away fromme.”Do you let them feel your boobs?””Sometimes,” she gulped.”Why?””I…it…feels nice…sometimes,” she said, her voice quaveringa little.”Do you touch them anywhere?””So…sometimes,” she breathed.”Where?””They…their…cocks,” she gulped, her eyes widening, as thoughshe’d said a word she shouldn’t.”Do they get hard?””Ye….yes,” she whimpered.”Do you squeeze their cocks?””Yes,” she breathed.”Do you give them hand jobs?””So…sometimes.””Do they touch you between the legs?”I slid my right hand down onto her leg, stroking idly along herinner thigh, keeping a good several inches away from her pantycovered crotch.”Sometimes,” she gasped.”Have they ever made you come?””No.””Have you ever made them come?”I slid my hand just a little higher. Wendy was trembling alittle, swallowing repeatedly. Her face was flushed, and sheappeared embarrassed, tense, and excited. Her nipples were hardlittle eraser points against her tight tank top. I shifted her a bit on my lap, just in case she was forgettingmy big boner beneath her, and noticed a slightly darker shade onher panties between her legs. It was dark, and obviously comingfrom the moisture seeping through her pussy lips.”Have you ever given them blowjobs?” I asked. “So…sometimes,”she whispered.I slid my hand back onto her face and caressed her cheek, thenflicked back her bangs again. She was sweating nervously. I pressedmy index finger against her lips, and dipped it between a little,then slid it back and forth along her mouth.”Did you like it?” I asked, trying to keep my own voice even.”Sometimes,” she sighed.I pressed my finger a bit harder, and she opened her lips, thenslid them down over my finger.”You used to suck your thumb when you were a baby,” I said. “Iguess you never know where a talent like that can come in handy.”She slid her lips down my finger to the knuckle, and her eyestilted towards me as she sucked on my finger. She slid her lipsback up and off them, then turned away. I pressed my hand againstthe side of her face and turned her towards me.I caught her flickering eyes with mine and held them, thenpulled her head in against me. She fought a little, attempting todraw back. I saw sudden fright in her eyes as her lips neared mine.Then they were together, our lips melding slowly.Hers remained stiff for perhaps five seconds, then softened andparted. My arms around her tightened as our tongues slid slowlyforward, experimentally tasting each other. Our lips moved slowly,wetly together, and her head tilted back, her eyes closing as shegave a convulsive shudder.My right hand slid onto her belly, then up onto her left breast.I stroked my hand very lightly along the underside of the roundmound, but there was no resistance from Wendy, no sign of shock orresistance. I cupped her breast more firmly, squeezing it.She groaned softly into my mouth.I pulled back and her eyes flickered open, filled withexcitement, concern, anxiety, embarrassment, and a mute appeal tocontinue.I gripped the bottom of her tank top and slowly peeled itupwards. Her eyes got wild for a second, and I heard a gasp ofalarm. She seemed uncertain, and her hands moved to stop me. I spedup, pulling up the back and pulling it forward over her head, thentossing it away when she reached for it.She covered her breasts with her arms, her eyes huge. I smiledreassuringly, then gripped her small wrists and gently, butinsistently pulled them free. Her face reddened as I exposed herbreasts, but I kissed her, first on the side of the face, then onthe neck, then on the lips again, and her resistance slowly melted.I stroked the underside of her bare breast as I had before, onlynow feeling the warmth and softness. I squeezed the small orb,marvelling at how pert, how firm it was. It had been years andyears since I’d felt a teenage breast, far too long.I eased her back, my lips moving with less restraint on hers, mytongue slipping into her mouth as my hand kneaded her breast meat.Then I pulled back, easing her head back and raising her chest,looking down at those rock hard little nipples, sticking out sofirmly, so beautifully.I pinched one, squeezing it and pulling it up, then bent my headand licked a slow trail around and around it, wanting to prolongthe anticipation. Finally I allowed my tongue to lick heavilyacross the quivering little tit button, and she jerked in response.I licked again and again and again, then fastened my lips aroundit and suckled gently. I drew the nipple and areola into my mouth,licking my tongue over the sensitive flesh as I suckled. I closedmy teeth on escort elazığ her tit meat, though not tightly, nibbling and chewingat it as she wriggled a little in my lap.She was grinding her ass down on my thigh, gasping andwhimpering softly as she rubbed herself on me. Her mouth wasopening and closing, her eyes tightly clenched, then she stiffened.”U…u…Uncle…P…Paaauaul!” she gasped.I slid a hand down between her legs and squeezed her pussy, andshe gasped and jerked her head back. She arched her back and buckedher hips upwards as I squeezed and rubbed her pussy furiously.She bounced and shook through an obvious orgasm, moaning andpuffing like a steam engine, then let her head fall back againstthe table, and with a soft, quavering groan, went limp.I cupped her pussy gently, feeling the moisture of her againstthe palm of my hand. I continued to lick and suckle at her nipplesand breasts for a minute, then pulled my head up and smiled at herface.She blinked back at me, then licked her lips. I raised her headand kissed her on the lips, then drew back. My right hand slid overher firm young breasts, then down her soft, concave belly to theelastic around her panties.I hooked my thumb in the side and tugged downwards. Again I sawan instant’s alarm on her sweet young face, but she didn’t resist.I tugged her panties down, baring her softly furred pussy mound,then let them slide down her legs to her ankles.She kicked them off with a little flick, then turned her headaway, as if embarrassed. She was practically laying across my lapnow, rather than sitting, and I could easily see her dark slitpeeking through the golden curls. Her pussy hair was moist, damp,and her thighs were warm as I gently pulled them apart.I raised her upper body a little, so she could see better, thenpressed my ring finger against her lips and slid it inside. Shesucked on it like it was a cock, sliding her tongue over it aswell, as I pumped it slowly and gently in her mouth.Then I pulled the finger free and pressed it against her slit.She gulped and stared in anxiety and anticipation as I forced myfinger through her tight, moist pussy lips, laying it along thecleft so her cunt lips could close over it.I began to rub it up and down, not seeking to enter her at alljust yet. She squirmed a little, and said something so soft Icouldn’t hear. I rubbed faster, pressing my finger against herclitty as she pressed her face into my shoulder.”You like this, baby?” I whispered.”Ye…yesssss,” she breathed.I rubbed steadily, alternating between light caresses, andharder rubbing movements. She started to squirm on my lap again,and I eased my finger down her slit, searching briefly beforefinding her hole. I slowly dipped my finger into it, sliding itinto the tight, sucking heat of her body.”Ohhh!” she gasped, panting harder and harder.I screwed my finger in deeper, rubbing it back and forth againsther clitty as I fucked her with it. Then I brought my thumb down onher hot little cunt button and pressed it downwards. She let out asoft exclamation of pleasure, then closed her eyes and let her headdrop back.I rubbed harder, fucking my finger inside her as she groaned andhumped lightly up at me. Her ass rubbed and ground against myboner, and I feared I would soon come if I didn’t stuff it up hertight pussy. I stabbed my finger deep, grinding the knuckle againsther clitty, and felt her cherry deep inside.I cursed and jerked my finger out, then undid my pants andpulled down the zipper. I shifted Wendy, getting her to standbriefly, then jerked my pants down and off. She stared at mybulging cock with wide eyes.I jerked my shirt up and off too, then reached for her, takingher by the hand and pulling her towards me. She struggled backbriefly, but I pulled her forward, making her stand straddling mychair.I leaned forward and gripped her ass, then licked forcefullyagainst her tight pussy slit. She tasted delightful, and almostimmediately began to grind her hips against me. I wanted to eat herto a climax, but my cock was getting ready to blow, and I wanted itinside her.I leaned back, and looked up at her. Her eyes were filled withsteaming, passionate sexual need, and her chest was heaving like abellows. I drew her forward a bit more, then gripped her hips,pulling her down. She lowered herself and I held my cock up.She hesitated, then halted, moving up again. I let go of my cockand gripped her waist, pulling her back down, lowering her to asquat. Her eyes darted from side to side like a bird seekingescape.”Take my cock in your hands,” I said. She stared at me in shockand fear.”Take it into your hands, Wendy,” I said.She looked down at it, then hesitantly reached for it, grippingit ever so lightly in her small hands.”Point it upwards at your pussy,” I instructed.She raised it obediently, then lifted her beseeching eyes to meagain.”Are you ready?””I…I’m scared,” she gulped.”This is what you wanted, girl. There’s nothing to be scaredof.”I pulled her downwards, and again she resisted a little. I feltmy cockhead against her slit, and she jerked upwards, then settleddown again.I pulled her lower.”Put it in,” I said. “Put it in.”I felt my cock nudging her hole, and pulled her lower. Shewhimpered as my cockhead split her muff and slid through her pussylips. She was breathing even faster, and I worried she mighthyperventilate or something.I pulled her lower, and felt the helmeted head of my prickslowly cleaving the tight, moist folds of her virginal pussy shaft.I fed her another inch, then another. My cock was almost ready toexplode, but I fought it down desperately.I felt her cherry against my cockhead, and let go of her hips,stroking and caressing them instead.”Do it,” I said. “Start riding my cock, honey. Let it up insideyou.”She shuddered, then placed her hands on my shoulders and groundher hips a little. She drew up, then settled down, her tight pussyflesh squeezing and stroking my cockhead.She eased up, then down again, letting my cock press hardagainst her hymen. She withdrew then settled down again. Again andagain she rode down my cock until it jammed into her hymen, then,e time a little harder, and her cherry was torn open.She cried out, and went still, trembling, her mouth opening andclosing soundlessly. Then she slid slowly up, just a bit, beforesliding down…down…down. All the way down. Her eyes wereclenched and her head pulled up and back a bit as her pussy slidright down my cock to the hilt.I groaned too, and gripped her ass cheeks as I buried my face inher tits. I sucked and chewed on her nipples as I began to grind myhips around, and began to grind her around on top of me. My cockwas deep in her soft, warm guts, and her pussy was squeezing andsucking on it, and it was all I could do to keep from blowing.She was as hot as I was, though, and when I caught her eyesagain they were desperate and feverish with desire.”U…U…Uncle….P….Paul,” she gasped. “Ohhh. OOhhhH!”I dug my fingers into her soft, round ass and jerked her up,then back. I repeated the action, then again, humping my hipsupwards the third time as she came down. She began to rise on herown, her strong young thighs lifting her up my cock as I sat therefighting my come.She slid her juicy young snatch half-way up my boner, thendropped it down again. Almost immediately she jerked up once again,then down, and then was riding my cock for all she was worth,sliding that tight, teen pussy over my cock with gleeful grunts andgroans and sharp, high pitched cries of pleasure.I tried to hold back, but once she started riding my boner I washelpless. I blasted off inside her like I hadn’t come in months,maybe years. My steamy jism shot deep into her belly as she whinedand yelped and bounced up and down on my lap.I bounced her up and down with my hands too, and her softbuttocks slapped against my thighs each time her cunt gulped downmy pecker. I leaned into her tits, licking at them as they bouncedup and down.Then she clutched me hard, mashing her tits around my face asshe humped madly on my cock. She cried out in pleasure, a longseries of yelping exclamations of pleasure that rose in strengthand emotion, finally reaching a crescendo in a long, drawn out cryof ecstasy.She trembled elazığ escort bayan violently, then collapsed into a limp ball offlesh. I pushed her back a little, though still hugging her tightlyagainst me. I felt her cunt sucking and spasming around my boner,and sighed in pleasure and relief as I hugged her.She laid her head over my shoulder, panting for breath, groaningsoftly. I squeezed her soft, round ass, kneading the warm flesh. Ipicked her up then and turned to drop her on the table. She laidback, her arms flopping above her head, her chest still rising andfalling rapidly she tried to regain her breath.I sat down again and pulled the chair back, then gripped herlegs and lifted them up and apart. I spread her open, then strokedher thighs as I looked at her small, neat slit, then licked a trailup and down along the edges of it.I slid my tongue against her gash and licked it up and downlightly, then with more pressure, forcing it through her lips. Ipulled her lips open with my fingers and lapped at her pink pussymeat as she groaned in pleasure, drawing her legs up.I gripped her thighs and shoved them back more, then seized herhips and pulled her ass over the edge more. I rained kisses overher buttocks, then stuck my tongue into her slit again and screwedit down into her tight pussy tunnel.She started humping up at me, and breathing hard again. Thetable shook as she jerked and writhed atop it. I mashed my faceinto her delightful snatch and sucked for all I was worth, mytongue whipping across her clitty as she yelped and moaned inpleasure.The thought kept repeating itself in my head that this wasWendy! That this was Jack’s daughter. That he’d go fucking crazy ifhe knew what I was doing right now. But you know, instead ofturning me off that turned me on. It was the old forbidden act. And also…maybe some kindof…rivalry thing with Jack. I mean, we’d always been kind ofrivals in everything we did. Fucking his daughter was just sucha…a big God damn win over him!Not that screwing each other’s daughter was any part of ourrivalry. The mere thought of him screwing my Ann was enough to makeme steam. If he touched her I’d kill the bastard.”OOohhhhhhhh!” Wendy groaned.My mind was pulled back to what I was doing. Wendy was humpingmadly now, and as I thrust my fingers up her snatch she came. Isucked frenziedly at her clit as she gurgled in pleasure and archedher back.God damn slut, I thought. You really need it, don’t you baby!And my cock was starting to harden again. That was amazing,given I’d come like gang busters less than ten minutes ago. Iwasn’t a k** any more, even if I was fucking one.I continued sucking Wendy’s slit until she calmed down, thenstood up and looked down at her. I slid my hands over her breaststhen leaned in and kissed her. She groaned weakly and kissed backonly a little.I lifted her up, then set her down on the floor, letting herfold down to her knees. I held onto one of her arms, gripping herhair with my other hand and mashing her face into my groin. My cockpulsed and hardened more at the feel of her sweet lips and cheeksagainst it.She opened her mouth and I felt her lips slide over my cockhead.I let go of her arm and placed both hands lightly on her head,thinking again of my brother. Jesus, would be pissed. He wasprobably sitting down in front of the TV right now, not thinkingabout her at all, and if he only know what his little girl was upto…She bobbed her lips willingly over my cock, sliding them downhalfway to the base. I had to fuck her face, though, holding herstill for a few seconds so I could pump my boner in her mouth.Then I pulled back and turned her around.”Get on your hands and knees, Wendy,” I gulped, dropping to myknees behind her.She twisted around and spread her legs, groaning as she let herhead fall. I stroked her ass and slid a hand between her thighs,cupping her pussy mound, squeezing it.I slid my cock into her, and she groaned long and low as itdrove up into her belly. I groaned myself. I twisted my cock aroundinside her as I ground my hips against her ass cheeks. My handsslid up and down her sides, then moved under her to cup herbreasts.I started fucking her slowly, sliding my pecker back and forthin her teenage snatch, slapping my hips lightly into her buttocks.I looked down at her wrinkled little anal opening, and a kind offlash went off in my head.I pressed my finger against it and wriggled it slowly inside.”Ooooo. Whaaaa….what a….what are you doooooing?” she moaned.I wriggled my finger into her ass to the knuckle and twisted itaround inside her, then curled it up against her tailbone and usedit to jerk her up and down while I fucked.”Ever….ever been fucked up the ass, Wendy?” I panted.”No!” she gasped.”You know how guys stare at this round ass of yours, baby?That’s what they wanna do when they’re admiring it. They want toram their boners up your asshole.”I pumped my finger up and down in her rectum, then pulled it outand slid my cock free of her snatch. I pressed my cockhead againsther wrinkled asshole, and she groaned and shook her head.”Uncle Paaaauaulll! OohhhhH! NooooooO!””You need it, baby,” I grunted. “You need a big ol’ cock up theasshole. Just think what your daddy would think if he could see younow.”I drove my cock into her with a fast thrust, and she cried out,her head whipping up and back. I dug my fingers into her hips andpulled back a little, then slapped her ass, the sound a loud CRACK!of noise in the small cabin.She yelped, but as she did i stuffed my boner into her to thehilt. I felt her hot, tight guts around my log and groaned insatisfaction.”OhhH! Oohhh! Ohh God! Oohh God!” she whined.”There you gooo,” I sighed.”OOhh! It’s…I feel soo…so full!””Full of cock, Wendy. Full of cock! Just like you were madefor.”I pulled back a few inches, then thrust forward. She gasped andlurched forward. I pulled back again, then thrust in sharply. Iground my hips against her ass and then slapped her again.”Oww!””Yeah! Yeah!” I gasped.I slid my boner back down her ass tunnel until only the headremained, then drove it right back into her. I didn’t care if shewas my niece. She was a hot assed slut that needed fucking, and Iwas gonna give her the fuck she deserved!I began fucking stronger, pumping steadily, but with growingspeed, using the entire length of my cock. Soon I was pounding itinto her, and she was yelping with every hard thrust. I washammering my hips into her small, round ass hard enough to leavebruises, and jerking her back to meet every thrust.Her head was bouncing up and down wildly, and her tits swung andwobbled below her. I pounded it to her as hard and fast as I could,getting kind of crazed with the lust and desire inside me. I felt my balls swelling, then picked up the pace even more,throwing a flurry of cockstrokes up her tail hole as my ballsexploded. I cried out in elation, burying my cock up her tail,slamming into her so she fell forward onto her belly.I fell atop her, my cock still deep in her guts. I continued topump, though slowly now, crushing her to the floor as I dropped ahot, sticky load inside her. I groaned and slowed even more, untilfinally coming to rest inside her.I was buried to the hilt in my niece’s tight asshole, and shewas groaning and whimpering below me. I rolled slowly onto my leftside, taking her with me, hugging her against me. I stroked herbelly and breasts, then slid my hand down between her legs andstroked my finger against her clit.She started whining and humping back against me almost at once,and in a minute she came again, her asshole spasming around mysoftening cock.Well, over the rest of the week I fucked that hot little bitchsix ways from Sunday. I’d been married for twenty years, and alwaysbeen faithful to my wife. Fucking someone new, and a hot, firmteenager at that, made me horny twenty-four hours a day.When I wasn’t sucking her off, or chewing on her nipples, I waspumping my pecker up her snatch or asshole or into her mouth. Ifucked her in every position I knew about, and even a few I didn’t,and by the time I drove her home the next weekend she knew allthere was to know about sex, and wasn’t afraid of it any more.It had been her intention to seduce me, she said later. Shewanted to know about sex, but was afraid of what some boy at schoolwould say if she let him into her pants. She also didn’t want to beseen as ignorant and inexperienced. She wanted to gain experiencefrom someone she trusted.I was happy to oblige.