A Niece in Nice is Nice Twice – Part 8
by
Rwxxx13 (rwxxx13@yahoo.com)
I once again began to struggle against my bonds. They only grew tighter. I tried to twist them. I tried scooting around, seeing if I could get slack enough to work out of them. Nothing. By the time the girls returned, I was out of breath from struggling.
“We tied them tight,” Sam said.
“Daddy taught us how to tie knots,” Hannah added. The she stepped forward, presenting a wet washcloth. “We don’t want you to get all sticky,” she said, before she proceeded to wipe my spunk off my belly and from my small, soft penis. It plumped a bit between her fingers.
“Girls, you’ve had your fun,” I said reasonably. “Please untie me now before this goes too far.”
“But we just got started,” Sam said in an infinitely reasonable tone of voice. The light on the phone reappeared and I knew she was filming me again. She was standing next to me and I couldn’t help staring at her body. Hannah tossed the washcloth aside, and my penis was revealed, at least half hard and on the rise. She sat beside me and took me between her fingers. Within moments I was fully erect.
Hannah grinned. “You didn’t want to let us play, but now we can play as much as we want.” The young girl squeezed my cock, then slowly jacked it a few times.
“We were getting tired of playing by ourselves,” Sam said, reaching down to playfully pinch her little sister’s puffy nipples. Hannah looked up and grinned at her. Even though I’d seen them together before, this casual sex play between them was making my cock throb almost painfully.
Then Hannah rose to her knees in the space between my side and my outstretched right arm. With a quick movement, she straddled my chest and I couldn’t help but stare between her legs.
“Do you like my nenette?” she asked, the words sounding so wrong coming from such a young girl. The vague French accent just made it all the more sensual. I wasn’t familiar with the term, which must have been French, but it didn’t take a genius to figure out what she meant.
The thing was, I did like her pussy. Very much. With her legs spread enough to straddle my chest, and as close as she was, there was very little I couldn’t see. Her swollen little vulva was completely hairless except for that tiny fan of silky, barely-visible hairs right above her slitted sex. I could see the pinkness of her narrow little inner lips, which already glistened with moisture, speaking to the girl’s own excitement.
Captive or not, I couldn’t lie. “You’re beautiful,” I said honestly.
Sam quickly took Hannah’s spot, sitting down at my side. As I watched, her hand slid up her little sister’s thigh. It went higher and higher, and I found myself wishing it was my hand stroking that velvety flesh. Finally, Samantha’s fingers found her baby sister’s cunny, and as I watched, she stroked the girl’s little flower, sliding a finger back and forth along her glimmering slit from behind. Her other hand held her phone, and I was surprised she was so willing to show herself pleasuring her little sister’s sex. Of course, she wasn’t hesitating to show themselves pleasuring their uncle.
Hannah shuddered as she knelt over me. I could feel my cock pulsing strongly. Then Samantha straightened her index finger and began to work it upward, slipping it between the lips of her sister’s little pussy, making it disappear up inside the girl. Once Sam had her finger fully inside Hannah’s cunt, she began to work it in and out.
Hannah’s eyelids fluttered and she reached up to clutch her nascent breasts. Then Sam removed her finger and leaned close and whispered something in the younger girl’s ear. Hannah grinned and maneuvered herself once again, this time straddling my head. I knew what was coming, but was shocked at the eleven-year-old’s boldness, so much that I didn’t say a word as she lowered herself, and suddenly my mouth was being pressed against her pubescent pussy.
The thought to struggle left me the moment I caught the scent of my niece’s little cunt. Instead, I began to attack her with lips and tongue. Hannah gasped above me and pressed herself down tighter against my mouth. Her virgin pussy was like ambrosia to me, and I knew my cock must be leaking copiously. I licked along the entirety of her slit, then slid my tongue into her, jabbing again and again before going after her tiny clit, sucking at the surrounding flesh while she panted and moaned and whispered my name.
With Hannah’s pussy in my mouth and her body blocking my view of the room, I wasn’t prepared when Sam took hold of my cock and guided it into the wetness of her mouth. I moaned and lifted my hips. Sam allowed it, taking nearly all of my cock before putting a bracing hand against my groin. Then her mouth began to bob up and down on my short length.
Hannah began to grind herself against my mouth, her slim hips making little circles. It must have been an instinctual movement, or perhaps something she’d discovered fooling around with her sister. Again, it struck me as wrong for an eleven-year-old to be doing it, but I couldn’t deny how fucking sexy I found it. In fact, I was so involved in her and her delicious little cunt that I didn’t notice right away that Sam had stopped sucking me.
Then light once more stung my eyes. I realized that Hannah now had the phone and she was filming me as I ate out her little pussy. I stopped for a moment, unsure what to do, but Hannah continued to grind herself against my mouth, and my desire for her tasty cunt soon had me enthusiastically licking her again. After a minute the light disappeared.
I discovered what Sam was up to moments later when I felt another kind of heat against my cock. The slick, sliding motion let me know exactly what it was, even if I couldn’t see it. Sam was atop me, and she was grinding her hot little pussy against the length of my straining dick. Back and forth, exciting and wetting the thin shaft. I heard Sam’s muffled voice, and then sound returned for just a moment as Hannah got up and turned before settling her crotch against my face again. She was now facing my feet. I assumed Sam was facing her sister.
Then I felt Sam’s gripping hand pulling me upright, and almost immediately after, the molten heat at the entrance of my twelve-year-old niece’s preteen pussy. I tried to say something, to struggle, but my bound limbs kept me in place, and Hannah’s little cunt kept my cries to muffled, unintelligible cries. After a moment I felt more of Samantha’s wet heat surrounding me. I tried to push my hips downward into the mattress, as if I could get away, but there was only so far I could go.
I felt a bit of resistance; flesh on flesh. There was a hiss from Sam, barely heard over the sounds of Hannah’s moans and her muffling body over my face. Then Sam was sinking over me, my cock disappearing into her tight hole. Damn, she was tight. It was like being buried in a wet, velvety vice grip.
I was in shock. I was fucking my niece. My cock was buried to the hilt in a twelve-year-old girl’s pussy; and not just any pussy, but that of my own niece. This was so wrong. I shuddered. I couldn’t help it. As much as my mind screamed at me that this was taboo, my cock only cared for the incredibly tight pussy gripping it. Then she began to move.
Again, whether instinct, internet instruction, or something she’d simply experienced herself with Hannah or whomever, Sam began to ride my cock as if she’d been doing it all her life. I couldn’t see it, but I could feel those slim hips working, driving her tiny cunt up and down on my straining cock. I couldn’t feel her hands on me, so I chose to imagine her with her hands up in her short hair. No, better yet, she was clutching her little breasts, her tiny nipples between her thumb and forefinger, her mouth slack with ecstasy. I imagined the sight of my slick erection appearing and disappearing as she rose up and down, my slight girth spreading those tiny pink lips, her pussy juice glistening on my shaft.
I don’t know how long Sam rode me. I know Hannah stopped and shook atop me at least two or three times, evidence of her own excitement. My mouth continued to work at her and her little girl pussy continued to flood me with her sweet nectar. Finally I couldn’t hold my own excitement, that warmth beginning to spread through me, telling me that my balls would be exploding soon.
That thought finally broke through the haze of pleasure in which I was encapsulated. I was about to come in my niece. My bare cock shooting my cum directly into her pussy. Oh shit! I began to struggle, trying to warn her. She had to stop! She had to get off of me before I squirted inside her. Stupid kid, didn’t she know about the risks of pregnancy?
My wild bucking was lost on her however. Or at least she didn’t take it as a warning. She began to ride me faster and I felt her hands bracing themselves on the mattress, her inner arms against my sides. I couldn’t help it, my own instinct took over and I began to fuck into her desperately, driving my cock in and out of her, thinking of nothing but coming.
And then I did. With great, shuddering gasps I strained upward as my balls emptied into my niece’s tiny cunt. She cried out above me and her body shook as she received my offering, my spasming cock no doubt thrumming through her.
A minute later Sam fell back off of me, her head at the foot of the bed, her legs splayed against mine. Hannah also crawled off me, lying down at my side. I lifted my head and could see my cock, still hard, still twitching, a single string of cum stretching from my gaping pisshole to my groin. Looking further and I could see a similar sight between Sam’s legs, where a dollop of my hot jizz slowly oozed from her gaping little hole. This was highlighted by the light of Sam’s phone, which was held above, dutifully recording for posterity the violation of her twelve-year-old pussy.
Hannah hugged me, her little body snuggling up against me. “That was great, Uncle Jason,” she murmured.
“Yeah, it was,” Sam said, rising to her knees. She hugged herself and eyed my cock, which had begun to shrink again. “It hardly hurt at all.”
“Sam,” I warned. “You shouldn’t have done that. Not without a condom.”
Samantha crawled forward and took my softening penis between her fingertips, wagging it playfully. “I haven’t even started my period yet, Uncle Jason. You can’t get us preggers.”
Hannah then sat up and also reached down between my legs. She began to tickle my balls. “That means we can play with your zizi all we want.”
Sam abruptly stood. “Come on, Hannah. Let’s go take a shower.” She rose and Hannah joined her. I couldn’t help staring at the pair of them, so perfect in their youthful nudity. My cock rose to full attention again.
The girls laughed and pointed. “You’re so cute, Uncle Jason,” Hannah said. Then she leaned down and gave me a kiss right on the tip of my penis before skipping off after her sister, leaving me alone, tied still to the bed. I didn’t even think to complain.
The girls came back some time later with damp hair and smelling of lavender soap and shampoo. They were still naked. I felt a stirring in my groin, but a more immediate goal was concerning me more.
“Girls, you have to let me up now,” I said. “You’ve had your fun. I’m committed now. We’ll do what you want, but you have to let me go.”
The girls smiled and settled themselves on either side of me. Their hands reached out to gently stroke my chest and stomach. “Sorry, Uncle Jason,” Sam said. “But we just don’t believe you.”
“I’m serious, Sam,” I said. “You girls win. We can do whatever you like, but enough is enough. Besides, I have to pee. Like, really bad.”
Hannah bolted to her feet, face lit with excitement. “I know what to do!” she exclaimed. She ran out of the room. Meanwhile, Sam continued to smile and ignore me, except for idly circling my nipples with her fingertip. My cock stretched a little, still not even half hard, but thinking about it.
After a couple of minutes, Hannah returned. She was clutching a glass milk bottle, like those we had delivered every couple of days. “You can pee in this,” Hannah announced.
“This is ridiculous,” I said, exasperated. “Just untie me so I can pee.” The girls shook their heads. “At least one arm,” I said reasonably.
“I’ll help,” Hannah said. Then she sat back down at my side and snugged the bottle up between my thighs. She helpfully pulled my penis to the entrance of the bottle, but it was too little to reach. She screwed up her face and said, “Try to move more on your side.”
With a sigh I twisted so that I was lying mostly on my right hip. Hannah fit the head of my penis into the wide mouth of the bottle. I began to grow hard. I growled in frustration.
“Go ahead and pee, Uncle Jason,” Hannah urged.
My erection grew until I was at my maximum. My shaft was awkwardly wedged into the bottle. I concentrated on peeing, but Hannah’s fingers wrapped around the base of my cock were distracting me.
“Why aren’t you peeing?” the girl asked.
“It’s not exactly comfortable,” I complained. “My dick is practically bent in half.”
“Sorry,” the girl said, then she slid the bottle to the side.
Now nearly the entirety of my dick was inside the bottle, but at least it wasn’t being bent. I concentrated on loosing a stream, and eventually I was able to relax enough to squirt a thin stream of piss. That start was all I needed. I sighed as I felt my bladder fully relax, and I began to pee in earnest while my penis slowly deflated.
“I can feel it!” Hannah said with excitement.
“Let me feel,” Sam said, and her fingers replaced her sister’s. My piss continued to spray. “Go get some tissue,” she instructed, and Hannah took off.
The younger girl was back a few moments later with a wad of toilet paper. I gave a couple of final spurts, and then relaxed. Sam removed my limp penis from the bottle, then Hannah carefully dabbed the end with the tissue. I saw that the bottle was nearly full. Sam took it, stuffed the toilet paper wad inside, and left the room.
“I’ve never seen a boy pee,” Hannah said. “I wish I could pee like that.”
I wasn’t sure what to say to that, except to say, “Hannah, you girls have to let me go now. This is silly. I surrender.”
The girl smiled indulgently. “You’re sweet, Uncle Jason.” Then she leaned forward and kissed me lightly on the lips.
Samantha joined us then and Hannah got up to join her older sister. “You should get some sleep,” the older girl said. They placed a sheet over me.
“You can’t be serious,” I said, still surprised by what was happening.
“It’s late,” Hannah said. Then each girl gave me a soft kiss. At the door, they blew me kisses and turned off the light. The door closed silently and I could hear their giggles as they went down the hall.
*
In spite of my intentions to try to spend the night attempting to escape, I must have dozed off at some point. The room was dark, but I knew I wasn’t alone. I felt the sheet being pulled off my body.
“Who is it?” I asked softly.
“It’s me, Uncle Jason,” said a soft voice. It was Hannah. I felt the warmth of the girl as she crawled into the bed next to me.
“Hannah, please let me go,” I said quietly.
“I can’t,” she said, and I felt her hand on my chest. The hand moved up to my throat and then to my cheek. Hannah followed, moving up until her lips found mine. The kiss was gentle at first, but I could quickly detect the girl’s hunger. Her little tongue slipped awkwardly into my mouth. I felt a hand working its way quickly downward, and then she was taking me in her little fingers, squeezing my spongy head. My small cock quickly grew.
“I love your thing,” Hannah whispered as she broke the kiss. Her fingers slid gently up and down along my shaft, caressing me. A few moments of silence as she slowly stroked me, then, “Uncle Jason, do you really think I’m beautiful?”
“You’re stunning,” I said honestly. “You and Sam both. You look so much like your mother at that age.”
“But you like me best, don’t you?” she asked.
“I…” I began, unsure what to say.
“I know you do,” she said softly. Her hand left me, and she began to move. I could see her moving in the light through the window. She was lifting herself and… “Will you lick them?” she asked. She was offering me her tiny breasts.
I didn’t even hesitate. My tongue snaked out and I rasped it over the little nipple at my mouth. I heard Hannah gasp as I circled her tiny bud, then took it gently between my lips. I felt her nipple stiffen against my tongue, and I flicked at it before gently taking it between my teeth and giving it a little bite. Hannah gave a shuddering sigh and I forced my mouth wider, easily able to take in the entirety of her newly budding breast. The tissue around her nipple swelled so that there was a little cone of flesh in my mouth. I circled my tongue around it.
“The other!” Hannah whispered, and moved to offer me her other preteen tit. I gave it the same treatment, feeling my eleven-year-old niece’s body shivering against me. My cock throbbed between my legs.
Hannah gasped loudly as she pulled backwards. I could see her hands go to her tiny breasts. She was breathing heavily. “Now my zézette,” she said. Again, I had to infer the meaning of the word, made plainly evident when she straddled my neck and lowered her tiny pussy to my mouth. She was facing my feet.
I began at the very base of her little slit, my tongue traveling up along the hairless flesh, feeling her spread against the pressure of my tongue. The taste of her again filled my mouth, making my head spin. It was a magical combination of scent and taste, so innocent and honey sweet, yet so vulgar and sensual.
It was easy to spread my mouth wide enough to completely cover her little sex. I could feel her slick, naked little outer lips against mine, the tiny bump of her immature clitoris against my upper lip. My tongue moved eagerly in the narrow little slit in the middle, feeling her little flower curling open to receive me. I tightened my mouth to a tight circle, sucking at her baby clit, making her shake and shudder.
Then Hannah was moving and I had to adjust. A moment later and I realized what she was doing when I felt her hand wrap itself around my straining cock. A moment after that I was engulfed by the wet heat of her mouth and it was my turn to shudder. Her sweet little girl mouth took me in, all the way to the hilt. Only the fact that I was such a short guy myself allowed her to reach me while in this position, and I was grateful for once of my size.
It took a moment to work my face free of Hannah’s grinding pussy, but I managed to turn my head enough to say, “Hannah, I need my right hand. Just give me my right hand. You can tie it right back afterwards, I promise.”
Hannah’s mouth went still around my throbbing cock, and then the cool air hit it as she released me. She moved then, crouching next to me. “You really promise, Uncle Jason? You have to swear. Sam will kill me.”
“I swear,” I told her. “Trust me, you want to. I want to touch you.”
I could feel her evaluating the situation, and then she moved, stretching out to reach the bedpost. A moment later I felt slackness and carefully exercised my arm. I didn’t want to alarm her with any sudden movements. I knew I could grab her, or push her away; that I could likely free myself now that I had an arm free.
Instead, I said, “Back on top.” It turned out I wanted to pleasure my little niece more than I wanted my freedom.
In moments, Hannah was squatting over me again. She slowly lowered herself, pussy to my face, and her face to my cock, which hadn’t softened at all. I groaned as she took me back into her sweet little mouth. She began to work her lips up and down on my shaft while one hand toyed gently with my balls, scratching lightly and carefully manipulating the little orbs.
My mouth was back to work on Hannah’s tiny cunt, sucking at her, my tongue flicking up inside her. My tongue could only reach so far though, and that’s why I need a free hand. First though, I took advantage of my freedom of movement and moved my hand downward so that I could slide it over Hannah’s chest. I quickly found her childish little breast, and I teased it with my fingers, squeezing at the puffy little nubbin.
Hannah was shaking atop me as my hand slid up over her side and then began to slide down along her spine. Her back was bowed, and I followed that dip downward and then up the other side, eventually finding the cleft of her pert little ass. I followed that downward, skipping lightly over her tiny, puckered asshole. Hannah gasped around my cock, but I was after a bigger prize.
I maneuvered a bit so that I was able to wrap my lips again around a quarter-sized section of flesh around the girl’s tiny clit. I sucked at her, not making direct contact, but manipulating that little button just the same. Meanwhile my finger found the base of her slit, and followed it upward, pressing inward until I found her virgin entrance. I gently began to work it inside as Hannah moaned around my cock and her little body shook over me.
“Uncle Jason!” Hannah cried softly as her mouth left my cock.
I didn’t answer. I couldn’t had I wanted to, with my mouth pressed against her bald pussy. Instead I worked my finger deeper, surprised when I met no resistance. With Sam I’d felt her thin hymen against the sides of my finger as I entered her. Hannah, while incredibly tight, didn’t present any resistance to my probing digit. Soon I was as far as I could go inside her. I couldn’t believe how tight and wet she was. Her little pussy was sucking strongly at my finger. She was no longer sucking my cock, and I could only imagine her eyes rolled back in her head. I could feel her shaking and breathing heavily.
I thought about inserting another finger, but while my cock is thicker than one of my fingers, it’s not as thick as two of them, and I couldn’t help think that when I finally fucked her, and I was sure that was going to happen eventually, that I didn’t want her disappointed by my size. So I began to work my finger in and out of her, twisting it one way as I drove it in and the other way as I withdrew. In the meantime, my tongue went to work more directly against her tiny clit, eventually taking it between my lips and sucking at it.
Hannah bucked on top of me and she attacked my cock again. She quickly took me to the hilt and began bobbing her head up and down, taking me deep again and again. Her hand was almost painfully squeezing my balls, but it just urged me on, making me want to provide her more pleasure. Given my awkward position, I couldn’t do much more, so I removed my finger and quickly replaced it with my thumb. It was thicker of course, and I could maneuver it more smoothly inside her gripping cunny. This left my index finger free, so I began to rub it against her tiny rosebud, the juices from her pussy making it slick. I began to probe inside her and I heard Hannah crying out around my cock, but she didn’t stop sucking.
My finger slid deeper into her anus and Hannah tensed, but only for a few moments. My thumb and finger formed a C shape inside her, and I was able to squeeze her from the inside while sliding those digits in and out of her. She tightened down on my finger. Her tiny body trembled and she was giving actual sobs of pleasure as she pressed her lips hard against my groin. I knew she was coming, feeling the rippling of her pussy from the inside. My cock throbbed inside her mouth, the head being squeezed by the entrance of her throat.
Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried to grunt out a warning, but then it was too late, and my orgasm shook through me, my cock spurting into my eleven-year-old niece’s throat. She pulled back on me, choking, but then she gained control and I continued to spurt while she took my load, sucking hard at me, swallowing every drop.
Hannah’s weight was fully on me, but I didn’t complain. She was very light. Nor did I complain when the little girl continued to suckle at my penis, even though it was almost painfully sensitive after my orgasm. I was able to lean my head back so that my mouth wasn’t in contact with my niece’s pubescent pussy, but it was inches away, and the sight and smell of it made me want to dive back into it. No, what I really wanted to do was bury my cock into that tight little hole, to drive myself into the little girl, to make her cry out in ecstasy as she felt my cock plundering her virgin cunny.
Instead, I fell asleep.
The End
Copyright 2018 – Rwxxx13
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Yes, really! This is it. The End. No more chapters will follow. Not written by me, nor by Rwxxx13. Sadly, he passed away and will never write another story or chapter. Even though I think it deserves a decent ending, I’ll never write an end to it. I don’t want to touch this genius writer’s work, because I know I’ll never do it justice. But please! Feel free to do so yourself, and send it to me and I might end up posting it here!
