A Niece in Nice is Nice Twice – Part 5
by
Rwxxx13 (rwxxx13@yahoo.com)
So… that could have gone better. I was back in my room, my back to the door, with the door carefully locked. I could feel the cold clamminess of cum on my dick and balls, and after a moment I stripped off my shorts and briefs. Unwilling to go to the bathroom, I used my shorts to clean myself as best as I could. Then I stripped off my shirt and laid down on my bed, staring at the ceiling, trying to think.
Of course, rational thought was proving decidedly difficult to attain when all I could think about was Sam fingering her pussy and Hannah’s small hand wrapped around my cock. And hadn’t Sam’s little breast been beautiful? Her softly brown areola had been about the size of a quarter and she had little pink, eraser sized nipples. Even mostly on her back the breast I’d seen was firm and thrusting out proudly. Reminded me of that Bob Seger song. ‘…with points all her own, sitting way up high. Way up firm and high.‘
Hannah had sucked my cock! How the hell had I forgotten that? I mean, okay, she’d just barely started when I came, but my cock had definitely been in her sweet, warm mouth. I hadn’t seen it, but imagining those little pink lips wrapped around me… Dammit. I shuddered and realized that my cock was straining upward, hovering over my belly and bobbing with my heartbeat.
I rolled onto my side and grabbed a pillow and stuck it between my legs. Then I fluffed up my other pillow and closed my eyes, determined to sleep and put this all out of my mind, praying that the morning would bring a solution to this situation.
It didn’t.
In fact, the daylight brought a whole new level of living hell.
I was dreaming again. This time I was reliving the night before, when Hannah took me into her mouth. I saw myself on the couch, staring at Sam masturbating herself, although this time she was on her back and she was naked and her legs were widely spread so that she was fully displayed. Hannah was also naked, and in the weird way of dreams, she was also on the floor, between her sister’s legs with her head buried in Sam’s muff. Or maybe she was between Carly’s legs? It was pretty confusing. I just knew Hannah’s mouth on my cock felt great.
In fact, it felt really great. Surprisingly great. Like, too good to be real great, if such a thing can be applied to a blowjob. Hmm, scratch that. Thinking about it, all blowjobs feel too good to be real. Anyway, there was something about this one that was cutting ribbons in the dream cloud upon which I was floating. Or some other poetic crap like that.
The long and short of it is that I suddenly snapped awake. No slow drifting up towards consciousness this time. I was dreaming, and then I was fully awake and staring at the ceiling, but the sensation of a mouth on my cock continued. Horrified, I gasped and looked downward.
At first all I saw was blonde and I immediately thought Hannah, but then I noticed the boyish cut and realized it was the older girl. At that moment her head shifted and her eyes met mine. About a third of my cock was embedded between those sweet pink lips. I saw them stretch in a smile and then she was drawing herself upward along the shaft, giving my glans a final, delicious little suck and tease with her tongue before she lifted away with a sensuous lick of her sparkling lips.
“How was it?” she asked in a husky whisper. “I’ve been watching videos to learn how.”
“How-?” I began, my eyes flicking anxiously from her to the door.
Guessing my thought, she said, “It’s easy to open the locks. There’s a little metal thing on the jamb above all the doors. In case someone gets locked in or something I guess.”
Then she rose to her knees and I saw that she was completely naked. I couldn’t help it; I stared. The perfect little breast I’d seen the night before was matched by another just as perfect. Her arms were thin, but with a muscular tone. Her stomach was flat, toned, even a bit muscular in a completely feminine way. She was the athlete of the family, if you haven’t figured that out by now. She had narrow, boyish hips. This close I could not only see the small bush of golden curls that formed a little triangle about an inch and a half high, but the pinkness of the sleek little lips beneath.
Somehow I managed to summon the strength to say, “Sam, you need to go. Now.” Okay, I wasn’t as forceful as I’d have liked. In fact, my voice came out sounding much more like a kitten than a lion, but at least I’d put my foot down. Sorta.
Samantha grinned. How did a twelve-year-old girl smile with that much confidence? I was the adult here. I was the one with experience. I knew she’d never seen an adult cock outside a video before she saw me in the shower. How was she managing me with such ease?
“You don’t want me to go,” she said, with almost a sad smile, as if disappointed in my naivete. Then with that she straddled my hips. I stared at her, shocked, but made no further move or sound of protest. Between her legs, her little pussylips gaped the slightest bit.
Then she was bending over, her face coming closer to mine, filling my vision. Her lips were so pink. I felt her small breasts press against my chest. Her lips brushed against mine like a whisper in a dream, and then her mouth was against my ear. “You want me,” she said so softly I could barely hear her, breath tickling my ear. Then I felt her hot, wet, preteen pussy press down against the shaft of my cock.
I moaned and shuddered involuntarily. I itched with the need to reach out and take those tiny asscheeks in my hands, to squeeze them and pull her closer, to slide my cock between those slick little lips and then to drive my cock deep into her tight, young cunt. I was vibrating with the sudden need to fuck her and my cock lurched against her, making her look up at me and smile.
Still I resisted. “We can’t, Sam,” I managed in a strangled croak. “This is wrong. Please.”
“It feels right to me,” Sam said in a husky voice as she began to move her hips, sliding along my rigid length, soaking me with her wetness.
“We can’t,” I said, trying again. “We’re family. You’re too young. I don’t even have protection.” I was throwing out every excuse I could think of. “Hannah could hear. What if your mom found out? It could hurt you. I could go to jai–”
Sam shut me up with a kiss. Her lips were so soft against mine. The way she moved her mouth, the way her tongue stole into my mouth, left me no doubt that she’d done this before. My cock throbbed even harder and I moaned when I heard the little, mewling sounds of need she couldn’t conceal.
Finally, with an abruptness that shocked me, Sam pulled backward and stared down at me, hips no longer moving, but her pussy against my cock no less exciting for the stillness. Her blue eyes blazed with hunger. “I’ll go on one condition,” she said with a level of calmness that was betrayed by the husky timbre of lust in her voice. Then she slid her right hand down between her legs, a finger dipping in between those puffy pink lips in a manner that was entirely too provocative for any twelve-year-old.
Seeing that I was in no condition to inquire, she answered my unspoken question. “You have to eat me out. My pussy.” She stumbled a bit over the word, but she got it out.
“Sam, I – “ I began.
She heard the denial in my voice and halted me with a glare. “It’s that, or…” she said and then paused dramatically. At that moment I felt her fist wrap around my cock and reposition it. It only took me a moment to realize where it was; right at the entrance to her virgin pussy. To leave no doubt, she bore down a bit and I felt myself begin to enter her.
“Okay!” I said, relenting.
I shuddered again as I felt her hot pussy lose contact with my cock. Then I cursed myself for a fool, not only for what I had just agreed to do, but for what I was passing up in order to do it. I realized I was nine kinds of idiot, but I felt backed into a corner. In hindsight, once again, I could have probably just put a stop to it. I mean, I know I keep saying that, and maybe it’s true and maybe it isn’t. The fact is, the first time Sam saw my cock and I saw her in those skimpy panties, I think I was lost. There had been a spark of inevitability in that moment and I think the die were cast for us all.
Still, I couldn’t help but give it one last shot, ineffectual as it was. “Why, Sam?”
She blushed a bit, but her hand was still wrapped around my cock, so she couldn’t be feeling too shy. She shrugged her thin shoulders and said, “I’ve read about it and stuff, and I really want to try it. No boy my age is gonna do that. Trust me,” she said in a way which made me think she actually knew, which brought up all sorts of questions. She slid back a bit then, so that she was hovering over my thighs. Her eyes went to my rigid cock, still clutched in her hand. She gently jacked it a couple of times, making me squirm. Without looking up she said, “Me and Hannah tried it a couple times, but we don’t really know what we’re doing.”
I was a bit shocked. The image of the girls in a sixty-nine suddenly flashed through my head and I felt my cock lurch. Samantha noticed and looked up at me. “Your thing is really great,” she said with a smile. “I really like how it feels.”
My first instinct was to make some joking comment about how much my cock liked being felt, but I managed to choke that thought. Instead I said, “Please stop.”
Sam then looked from my cock up to my eyes and back to my cock. She grinned again, that confident smile she’d worn before. “Does it feel good?” she asked. Then with a twinkle in her eyes she slid down, bent over, and once again rasped her little pink tongue against my drooling glans.
“Please, Sam,” I begged, but whether I was begging her to stop or to go further, I couldn’t have told you.
“Mmmm,” the girl cooed as she slowly engulfed the widely-flared head of my cock. I felt her tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh and I shuddered.
Then, with a girlish giggle, she was leaning back, licking her softly pink lips. She then flopped onto her back and spread her legs and said, “Now it’s your turn.”
My turn, I thought, with the oddest mixture of dread and excitement. I sat up, feeling my cock pressing against my groin. This time there were no panties to obscure my view, and I stared directly at my niece’s naked preteen pussy.
The hairs on her swollen mound were golden blonde, sparse, and wispy. They formed a small triangle just above her vagina, all leading down and in to a central point at the tip of the triangle. There were just a few stray hairs stretching downward to each side, but the majority of the hair was above, leaving the puffy outer lips mostly hairless. In between those, just barely visible because she was so swollen, sat her inner lips, just a line of pink in the shadows, but I could see the wetness glistening within.
As I maneuvered closer, I could smell her, that familiar odor of a woman’s sex, but fresher and sweeter than I’d ever encountered. As I stared between Sam’s widespread legs, at her pubescent sex, I told myself not to do it. To throw her out of my room, to stand up and do the right thing. But my heart was beating rapidly, my cock throbbing madly, and with every heaving breath, the scent of her filled and inflamed me.
As I settled between her legs, my cock digging almost painfully into the mattress, my face inches from her young pussy, I decided that the very least I could do would be to exact some punishment for forcing me into this act. While I accepted that I was too weak to deny her request, there was at least one way that I could make her pay.
I started with her legs. I heard her gasp and felt her tense as I began to kiss and lick at her inner thigh. Her skin was so soft. I attacked her with whispering kisses and hot trails of wetness from my tongue as I moved closer and closer to her core. She was already shuddering when my mouth reached the top of her thigh, my cheek just barely brushing against her sex. I breathed then, my hot exhalations making her quiver, before giving her just one light lick up her center, forcing out of her a shocked moan. Then, defying her expectations, I retreated, moving to the knee of her opposite leg before repeating the same process.
Once again, I gave her a teasing lick along her tiny pussy before retreating. She pushed her slim hips up, wanting more, but giving her a quick release was no longer in the cards for her. Instead, in what was becoming a rare show of dominance for me, I rose to my knees. Her eyes locked on my throbbing cock, straining powerfully upward, hugging my groin. Growling a bit for effect, I gripped her around her tiny waist and pulled her towards me, eliciting a startled yelp from her. Then I was hovering down over her body, gathering her up beneath me while I began to attack her neck.
Sam shuddered beneath me as I sucked and licked at the tender flesh of her neck, arching her back as I moved downward, then gasping as I began to tease one of her tiny nipples with my tongue and teeth. I could practically take her entire breast into my mouth. I spent a few minutes then going back and forth between the two perfect little tits, biting and teasing and licking. Then her hands reached between us and found me, both curling around my length, using my dripping precum to slide up and down along my throbbing shaft. She had to release her grip as I moved lower, and I was struck by just how tiny she seemed beneath me. At twelve, Samantha was not even five feet tall. Add in her slight, preteen build, and even I, with my small build, dwarfed her.
Hovering over her, I began to slide downward, my hands lingering behind to tease and tweak her adorable little breasts. I licked and kissed my way down across her flat stomach, tasting her skin, learning all her curves and untouched places. I lingered at her navel, my tongue teasing it, making her writhe. As my body began to settle between her slim, athletic thighs, my hands stroked her skin, nails lightly teasing her sides.
My tongue traced a wet, hot line down from her navel until it reached her wispy golden hairs. The smell of her was everywhere. I began to tease the entire area, lips and tongue teasing around the little pubic bush, then through it, before I dipped lower and began to lap against her swollen outer lips. She writhed beneath me, panting, trying to force her tiny pussy upward against my face.
I finally slid my hands underneath her, cupping that perfect ass in my palms. My thumbs snaked up between her legs and I brought them together, only to ease them apart, spreading her vulva wide. Then I looked down at her. She was so pink. Her little outer lips were swollen, the inner lips a sleek line of glistening pinkness, just barely spread. A bit of maneuvering and a gasp from Sam, and I slipped those lips apart with my thumbs, showing me the tiny hole at her center.
Overwhelmed, I attacked her core, my tongue immediately spearing for that little opening. I dipped into her again and again, her taste filling my mouth, causing my cock to throb madly against the mattress. Sam squealed beneath me and she pressed her trembling thighs against the sides of my head, slender hips lifting up off the bed. I knew she was coming, and the thought filled me with a sense of power. They might have their power over me, but this was my power over them. Experience and expertise. If having a smaller dick had done anything for me, it had made me into an expert lover.
While Samantha shook underneath me, I knew I’d barely begun. Just as she began to come down from her climax, I attacked her tiny clitoris. I didn’t tease my way up to it, playing around, making it last. Instead, I went right at it, sucking it between my lips, flicking it wildly with my tongue. The little girl went crazy beneath me, her hands on the back of my head, although the way she was moving them I was sure that even she didn’t know if she was trying to pull me close or push me away.
Once again Samantha’s preteen body vibrated with ecstasy as another orgasm ripped through her. She was mumbling gibberish, practically crying, her head shaking back and forth. I waited right until she began to come down from that high before I slid a finger in between those tiny pussylips and into her gripping little cunt. I felt her hymen, stretched tight across the entrance, with just barely enough room for me to maneuver my finger between. Even still, I could feel her tighten a bit as she likely felt a twinge of discomfort.
That discomfort was forgotten moments later when my finger got a little further inside her, then her little snatch tightened down around my finger like a vice, attempting to suck it further inside her. Licking now at her swollen clit, I began to work my finger in and out of her, and I could hear her shuddering breath and feel the trembling of her body through the palm of my left hand, which gently stroked her stomach. I slid it upward then to caress a tiny breast, and she clutched at my arm desperately.
That was when I decided she was ready for my next step. Slipping my finger out of her gripping pussy, I immediately replaced it with my thumb. It was thicker, and had a harder time slipping through her hymen, but she didn’t resist, being too far gone by then. Then, with my finger, still slick with her little girl juices, I began to circle her tiny rosebud. I felt her tense, her whole body quivering with surprise, then she gasped as I sank my finger into her ass to the second knuckle. At the same moment, I went back to sucking on her tiny clit.
It was as if I’d hit her with an electric current. Her back arched, lifting her ass up off the bed. Her thighs were vibrating and the muscles there standing out in her tanned skin. I could feel the convulsions of her little pussy around my thumb, and the way her asshole clutched at my finger.
If Hannah had been unaware of what was happening with me and her older sister behind the closed door of my room, there was no way she could remain so after that. Samantha wailed as if she were being murdered, at the same time gasping for breath as if she were drowning.
Finally, after I’m not sure how long, she began to quiet. I slid my thumb and finger out of her abused little holes with a gasp from Sam and rolled over onto my back, my feet hanging off the end of the mattress. Between my legs, my cock continued to throb, leaking a copious amount of precum which had already stained the sheets and now left a growing puddle on my groin.
It wasn’t long, maybe just over a minute, before I felt her moving and saw her shift from the corner of my eye. Somehow I was just as spent as she was, or so I felt. Her little feet hit the carpeted floor then, and I watched as she walked on shaky legs around the side of the bed to stand looking down at me. She was so beautiful it took my breath away, her nudity still shocking to me. Taboo and exciting. My cock twitched. Sam obviously noticed, as her eye went to it.
“That was…” she began in her young girl voice. “It was amazing,” she finished a bit lamely, as clearly the words she really wanted to use had escaped her. Then she met my eyes and said, “Thanks, Uncle Jason.”
I felt odd that she was thanking me for eating her pussy, and then the situation became even weirder as she sank between my legs and wrapped her right hand around my cock. Her touch made me gasp. She squeezed me, bringing up a bubble of precum, which she swooped in and took with her tongue. Then I was in her mouth.
I’d lifted my head to look at her before, and now it dropped back and my eyes fluttered shut. Sam continued to hold me with an encircling thumb and finger while her mouth began to work hungrily up and down on the shaft of my cock. She was taking most of my four inches, using her hand to jack the lowest part of me. Then her left hand was playfully touching my balls. The thought of those little hands at work on me, with their little bubble-gum pink painted nails, while her innocent mouth stretched around my cock was nearly as powerful an intoxicant as the fingers and mouth themselves.
It didn’t take long before I was crashing over the edge. I growled out a warning, but I’m not sure if Sam didn’t hear me or didn’t care. She continued to suck at me and moments later I tensed while my poor balls finally exploded. I emptied myself into my niece’s mouth, shooting blast after blast of hot jizz.
Sam took the first, and bit of the second. My eyes opened enough to see her back off and she caught half of the second shot of cum across her lips and cheek, and a third caught her under the chin and then she’d backed off enough that the rest shot up and landed amidst my pubic hair, until the last couple of weak spurts dribbled over her fingers.
The pink tip of her tongue snaked out between her lips and took in the streak of viscous fluid that coated them. I could see her tasting it cautiously, moving it around in her mouth. She released my slowly softening dick and examined the back of her hand, which was literally dripping with my jizz. She used her tongue to collect a much larger sample.
After a moment, she felt me staring at her. She shrugged and gave a small, slightly embarrassed grin. “Tastes weird,” she said.
I wasn’t sure what to say, and my mouth opened and closed a couple of times. Sam grinned again and leaned down. My cock was growing soft now, once again a little bit of pink mushroom head in amidst soft blond curls, now messed with sticky clumps of sperm.
She gave me a light kiss on my little dickhead and then rose to her feet. Another look down at my cock and then an affectionate squeeze of my dick and a soft tickle of my balls. My dick reacted, stiffening a bit and Samantha giggled and squeezed it again. It struggled upward to its full four inches and Sam looked pleased, but she went no further.
“You’re so adorable, Uncle Jason,” she said, and then she blew me a kiss and turned and left the room, leaving me staring after her magnificent ass while my cock throbbed between my legs.
End of part 5
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