Susan

My niece Susan is now 38-year 's old. I have watched her and her two Sister growing up from babyhood to woman. Although I was always somewhat of a moral degenerate I never tried anything with any of the three little girl ; all of who were extremely pretty and big breasted.

Susan was the oldest. She also was both the tallest and the most sylphlike. Until she married and had three kids of her own she actually was a skinny girl. The only flesh on her were her bosom, which were good. Over the twelvemonth her body developed a little more marrow but she was still barely past the skinny stage.

I used to sneak peek at the shaver as they grew from their early, right through their teen years. Although I fantasized being able-bodied to do things with each one of them I always had decent common sentiency and willpower not to essay it. Yet I secretly believed that Susan would let been the one that I probably could deliver molested, although I was never for sure and would never have dared to try, for fear that I might be wrong.

All three of the girls loved me and smiled lovingly at me but I somehow felt that Susan 's smiling and gaze at me was different than her sister 's. I always sensed that she herself was holding back inner urges, as I was. When our heart met I did not see that Lapp childish gag in her optic that Betty and Ann had in theirs. Ever since she was very precious, Susan 's looks into my eyes were intense, almost deliberate. I sometimes thought that she was trying through ESP to pass a substance to me ; that it would be all right for me to allude her.

Two years ago my wife and I had an in-the-ground swim puddle built on our property in the vertebral column of our house and at least twice a calendar month over the live two summers Susan and her married man brought their kids over to swim. It was during this fourth dimension that I saw my niece in a way that I never had before. Although she was probably considered too old to wear down a bikini, the way that she filled one out was quite captivating.

Whenever she came over to our house to swim I made it a point to go outside, ostensibly to look out the youngster, but in reality it was to count at my niece in her lean bright cerise credit card bikini.

It was almost as if Susan was trying to prove to herself that she was still Pres Young. Some people might say that she should not wear out such bikinis. After all, she was a 38-year-old woman with three youngster, Samantha, Elizabeth II, and Fran. Hers certainly was not a bikini that should be worn by a mother. Her breasts overflowed the bra top, the bottom front barely covered her snatch, and the rear was so modest and tight that the stuff rode right up into the offer of her ass.

If no one was paying attention my optic devoured her. It was relatively easy to steal peaks at her luscious scantily clothe bosom, but much more unmanageable to be capable to sneak a look at the cheeks of her ass, because I would possess to bend my brain and my ogling would experience been obvious. Harder still was being able to get a smell at her private parts, which seemed to be just barely covering her pussy in that rig. It covered so short that I was for certain that Susan 's slit was shaved because if it was n't hairs would be visible.

Two calendar week ago, on a Saturday, they came over to our house. After they were in the pocket billiards for about a half-hour I went outside to expend some time with them. I was sitting at the top step of the pool and Susan 's husband and kids were in the piss playing. She had gone into the house for a moment and then returned. As she slowly approached the steps where I was sitting she was talking to the kids in the pool.

Unable to insure myself I allowed my eyes to go directly to my niece 's fork. This area seemed to be holding a tremendous attraction for me as she walked toward me. Because her thighs had very little meat to them her legs seemed to be spaced apart at the crotch.

I glanced up at her face and immediately moved my optic back to her genital organ. It was a reaction. It was only after my oculus were burning into her pussy that I realized that she had been watching me. Now, as she stood only about three feet away, I realized that my niece was eyeing me curiously, even now as I stared between her peg. Still, I could n't impart myself to look away. Fortunately for me I was facing away from the pool. Otherwise, Susan 's husband would have realized what I was doing and I do not think that his response would cause been too pleasant.

My niece finally said something directly to me, snapping me out of my reverie. I looked up at her and saw her oculus and face. I can not key out how she looked other than to say that she had an excitedly unquiet flavour about her. Our eyes then met and held and I sensed a fearfulness in her, not of me but of our spot. I responded to her question and then made a hasty retirement back into the house.

parting 2

When Susan and her syndicate came over to our firm it was always on a weekend when my wife was home. other than that the lone times that they came over were after my wife was plate from work, usually before I came home.

In mid-August I took a week 's vacation. I was going to spend the week alone as my married woman could not get the week off. On Tuesday, about 10 a.m., I received a call from my niece.

'' I did n't sleep with if you 'd be up. I just figured that I 'd call and devote it a try. Aunt Jen told me that you were on vacation. The child were asking if they could go swimming. Do you reckon it 'll be all right if we come over ? ``

Without even thinking I told her, `` No trouble, hon, come on over. ``

I had not really given it too lots cerebration. I should make expected it but I was surprised when Susan arrived at my door with only her kids and not her hubby Tom, who I immediately realized was working. As common they arrived in their regular clothes and then changed into their bathing causa in the bathroom and the 'extra room'.

I also donned my short pants and was out at the pool before all of them. I purposely had rushed there, eager hoping for my niece to reenact that irksome walk toward the pool in her hot Bikini. For the past two weeks I had been having trouble shaking the computer memory of that scene from my mind.

The children came out of the back door of the house first-class honours degree and ran excitedly to the incline of the pool. I watched as each of them dove into the piss from the side.

Once more I was on the top step and Susan approached in her hot cerise bikini. From the moment that she came out through the door my oculus immediately sought her private parts. She was about 35 feet away and walking slowly once more. I allowed my eyes to move up her consistency, over her beautiful breasts, momentarily looking in her eyes and then moving them back down over her body to her genitalia, hungrily eager to start all over again. There was no mistaking that my niece knew where I was looking as she continued her approach. One of her kids called out something to her mother and Susan answered and kept coming. My oculus now stayed on her genital organ. Her step slowed as she neared but did not finish. With my face turned to her approach Susan 's body kept nearing toward me, until finally her rattling crotch was less than 12 inches from my face.

My prick hardened and my chest started pounding. I never ever did anything to even return a tip to my niece of my twisted mind but I swear that if her kidskin were not there that I would have grabbed Susan right hand then and there. Finally she pulled back one step and I looked up her organic structure at her face. Once again I saw that strange look that I could only describe as excited concern. But now I swear that I could feel a distinct gloriole of lust mixed in. Her breathing almost appeared labored.

Our centre locked. I saw huge trepidation. I thought that she too was probably having a terrific intragroup fight, the like as I was. She snapped her eye away and then she moved and hurriedly jumped into the pool with her kids.

For the ease of the dawn Susan avoided my ogling and by twelve noon they left.



The keep up day I received another shout from my niece. This meter there was a surprisal. The tike had gone over to a friend 's pool. Would it be all powerful if she came over to swim ? My mind raced. As dreaded as it may look I was hoping and was pretty sure that Susan had fought herself and either had made up her head or was now about to ready a concluding decision.

'' I 'll be out at the pool. Just let yourself in, '' I told her.

'' I 'll be over in about 10 mo, okay ? '' she said.

For the third clock time in the by two week I was sitting at the top pace of the pool. I had determined that if it was not only my imagination then Susan would go through the same routine and if that happened, then I would be convinced that she wanted what I did.

Once again she came into horizon from the distance and she approached agonizingly dull, dressed in her hot looking two-piece. If anything she seemed to be walking even slower than before, and much more tentatively. My optic moved over her longsighted slender peg to her genitalia, up her trunk and over her full white meat, lingering momentarily before continuing to her face. Our eye met. Again I could see the fear and apprehension as she walked. I moved my centre back to her privates and she continued walking forward toward me. She had to bonk where this would lead if she continued forward.

My throat was dry and my heart was pounding in my chest. My tabernacle were throbbing and my turncock became fully enlarged as I watched my niece approaching, stuffy and closer. At first of all she reached about a groundwork away from me and stood while my heart stayed glued at her bikini bottom. I wanted desperately to inhume my nerve there.

Susan then finally made the utmost move as she took a final stride. Her crotch was now only inches away from my face. Almost as if I could not hold off any longer my helping hand moved swiftly, with aim, reaching up and each grasping her hips. I waited to see if she would pull away. Instead Susan moved her body into my cheek as I drew her genitalia desperately into my face. We both groaned.

No longer able-bodied to control myself I heard an nonvoluntary moan escape from within me as I pushed my nozzle and mouth up hard, within her crotch. I felt her work force clutch around my headway and pull me into her. I smelled into her bikini panty, wanting to get the feeling of her pussy into my anterior naris. I was only able to get a swoon womanly odor but that was enough to further inflame me. I rubbed my face back and Forth River on her and she held me tightly into her. I could palpate her legs trembling. Not even thinking of where we were I moved my fingers up to the top of her bikini bottom and began to pull down. As they slid down to the bottom of her hips Susan suddenly released my head and her hands quickly enslaved mine, stopping me from ripping her clothes from her body.

'' No ! '' she shouted. `` Uncle Ken, do n't, not ... not out here. ``

Strangely she never uttered another news until it was all over.

I was too far-gone to rationalize with. Even under her grip I managed to force the fanny downward as I continued pushing my face into my niece 's hot box. Susan slowly loosened her grip as sexual wiz began to overhaul her also. Then she released my helping hand completely, allowing me to push the stuff down her legs. I pulled my side away from her cunt momentarily as I guided the bikini bottoms off of her ankles and feet. My center fastened on her pussy. Just as I imagined, she was pinko. garden pink and beautiful. I hungrily pushed my face back into her. This time a strong odour of sex talcum pee metallic permeated throughout my impassioned nostrils.

There we were in the middle of the day, outside, in the back of the house, and my face was buried in my niece 's wrap up pussy. Again her hands moved around my capitulum and pulled me into her. I began kissing and licking at her labia. Susan was silently `` mmmm'ing. '' My deal had moved around her body and were massaging and clutching the cheeks of her ass, holding and guiding her as her hips rotated from beneath my mouth.

I do n't know when she did it but when I pulled away from her to say something, I gasped. Susan had her bikini top off also and those beautiful tit that I had only imagined all of these years were now a reality. full-of-the-moon and toothsome looking. I moved off the gradation and onto my stifle, kneeling before her. I began kissing and licking her lower stomach, up her belly, around her exciting belly button, and finally up to her magnificent breasts.

'' Lay down, hon, '' I urgently whispered and suddenly my niece eagerly lowered her consistence down to the ground.

With my counsel she slowly lay on her back before me. Her peg were spread and my centre were treated to her spread kitty. Then I moved between them. Still kneeling I allowed my eyes to fully appreciate the woman. Her heart were lustful. She was giving herself to me after all of these years, willfully having an incestuous relationship and at the same time betraying her husband. Yet I could see that to her, like me, nothing else mattered but having sex with her uncle.

I pushed my cock into her waiting bitch and I moved my hands over her heavy titty. Susan spread her legs wider as I entered her and a oink escaped her lips. She wrapped her stage around me and I was soon eat up inside of her hot second joint. Her arms went around my back and dug in as she pushed her eager body up to receive me deeply inside of her. Sweat was pouring off of both of our bodies as we began grinding against each other.

Susan moaned as I began fucking her in earnest. I looked down at her human face and saw her verbalise full open from the sexual exhilaration that had captured her mind. She was a genuine delineation of wanton lust. I plunged my mouth down on hers and her hands moved up and grabbed me behind the head. Beneath me her body was fucking me expertly.

Then suddenly she began bucking frantically and moaning wildly. She was holding me fuddled and her carnal excitement was causing the final insistency to build up within my balls. We were fucking passionately as the concluding spasms overtook Susan and the final coming began in me. I was erupting deep into the depth of my niece 's cunt and it seemed as if this was all she had been living for.

'' NNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG ! ! ! ! ! '' An animalistic sound emanated from thick within the wildly mosh girl beneath me. I pounded and we clutched as the net juices flowed.

When our bodies were finally totally fulfil I lay on top of her and she whispered, `` I 'm glad that I was the first off. ``

At foremost what she said did not register. Then, as Susan and I put our washup things back on I realized what she had said.

'' What 'd you intend before, '' I asked. `` When you said that you were glad that you were the first. ``

My niece grinned, shyly. `` Nothing. ``

'' seminal fluid on, '' I coaxed playfully. `` What 'd you mean ? ``

'' Promise you wo n't tell anyone I told you ? ``

'' hope. ``

'' Well, it 's just ... well we used to kid about it when we were nipper. You used to look up all of our skirts ... '' she began.

I interrupted, `` I did not ! '' I insisted indignantly.

'' You did so, Uncle Ken. I do n't even think you realized it. As a topic of fact you still do it with my kids, '' she accused without seeming to be angry.

'' No ! dogshit ... ! I do n't ... How can you even say that ? '' I was insulted.

'' It 's okay, Uncle Ken. I do n't think it 's okay that you look at Sam, Liz or Franny ... I just think, I know that you do n't even know you 're doing it. Just like when we were kids. We used to talk about it and we wondered if you 'd ever try anything. After we started to verbalise about it I think ... No, I know ... We all were kind of hoping that you 'd do more than that just look. You were ... you still are ... so in force looking and there was something about your heart penetrating up our dress that used to get every one of us hot. ``

I was in jolt. I still did not believe it. I had loved them too much as kids to look up their skirts. `` C'mon Sue. You do n't really trust that, do you ? That I 'd look at you guys ? '' I protested.

'' Uncle Ken, I 'm sorry, but it 's rightful. And I really believe that you did n't really bang you were ogling us ... and, I can now tell you, turning us on with your hot looks. ``

'' I ... You guys had to be misreading. I would take never looked at you kids. ``

'' You 're still doing it ... Really ! Not to us, but to our minor. I 've seen you looking at their stage. Just last workweek as a affair of fact. ``

As her words sunk in I thought back. Soon, without any farther prodding, I began to agnize that she was right. I did calculate up the skirts of the new girls in my family.

'' We knew that your looking at us was harmless. And after a while all of us secretly hoped that it was n't, '' she confessed about her and her sisters.

Susan seemed to be truly enjoying how uncomfortable I was. I wanted to take the divert looking at from her face. `` You mean just my looking up your sister 's and your doll turned you guys on ? '' I asked.

Susan giggled. `` Yeah. You did n't know it at the metre but all you had to do after looking up any one of our doll would have been to ask us for sex and we would throw probably said yes. I know that I would have. Your looking used to just get all of us worked up.

'' And you say I now look up your daughter 's skirts ? '' I asked with a smirk upon my face.

Susan stiffened. Her eyes searched mine. I tried not to let her understand anything in them. At first I thought that I detected fear in my niece 's eye but as I watched her font I could swear that I saw some sorting of an iniquity transformation, as her head began to reminisce of her own childhood.

THIS COULD BE THE END BUT THEN AGAIN SUSAN HAS TWO sister THAT APPARENTLY ALWAYS WANTED THEIR UNCLE TO proceeds THE NEXT STEP. AND WHAT ABOUT SUSAN 'S DAUGHTERS ?