The usual disclaimer applies. This is a completely fictional exsisting totaly in the mind of the author. The characters are fictional
and any resemblance to actual persons is totally coincidental. If you are
not an ADULT or are offended by graphic depictions of sex between adults
and children or acts of incest, please do not read this story. This neither condones or encourages acts of sex between adults and children and
should not be construed as such. It is intended soley for the
entertainment value of those who enjoy excersing their first ammendment
rights by reading this type of erotica.
The first chapter describes how Uncle Mike (34) and his neice Staci (9)
first become lovers. Subsequent chapters will decribe the unique fun and
games Mike and Staci partake in while "dating" and eventually their
relationship when they become a "live-in" couple. They both have great
imaginations and will go to great lengths to keep their relationship
exciting. Mike really has to stay on his toes to keeps up with Staci's
insatiable thirst for and knowledge.
By Buck Naked - please send comments to UncleMike20@hotmail.com
Staci - My Neice, My Lover
Chapter 1 - The Funeral
My name is Mike Hornsby and this is the of the love of my life. I
was 34 years at the time and doing quite well financially. My had passed away some years earlier and had left my Frank and myself
a nice settlement. I quickly learned how to invest and turned my
settlement into a nest egg that would free me from the rigors of common
work for the rest of my life. Frank put his share into a lame-brained get
rick quick scheme that went belly up in the first year and left him back at
ground zero.
Frank was my by four years. Frank wasn't the brightest
guy in the world nor the most polished. Despite his loutish way he had
managed to woo his high school sweetheart into marrying him and together
they had produced a who they named Staci. Staci was the best
thing Frank and his Gloria ever produced. She was an angel. She had
fine silken hair the color of wheat that hung shoulder length and was cut
in a bang across the front. The blue of her eyes reminded one of the color
of the ocean in some tropical cove - clear, sparkling and exotic. She had
a sprinkle of freckles across her cheeks and nose and a smile that was all
summer and sunshine. Staci's teeth were a little crooked and unevenly
spaced, but that brought out the kid in her and besides, the multi-colored
braces she wore would take care of that. Staci and I were pals and always
got along great when I would visit my and his family, usually on
the holidays.
I never or even had relationships that lasted very long. I
guess it was my fear of intimacy and my rather crude approach to sex. I
wasn't much of a romantic. I would get a to go on a date with me, we
would have a romantic dinner, catch a show and then if things went well I
would have her my cock before the night was over. I guess the
unromantic part is where I would grab her by both ears and force fuck her
face and then pull out at the end and spray her face with my and then
rub it around with the head of my cock until her face looked like a glazed
donut. Probably explains my lack of second dates.
I was in San Francisco when I received the call. My Frank had
been killed in a fire that had consumed his house. It was on a Saturday
and Gloria and Staci had left to go shopping and had supposedly left Frank
to sleep in late. There were a lot of questions at first about how a guy
who had slept all night could continue to sleep while his house and bed
burned around him and then burn up without waking? The police began an
investigation into the extremely suspicious circumstances but after
interviewing his Gloria, suddenly dropped it. Cased closed. I was
outraged. I loved my inspite of himself. I couldn't believe that
Gloria wasn't outraged as well and when I would question her about the lack
of an investigation she would up or quickly change the subject. She
said she just wanted to put it all behind her.
Gloria, Staci and I attended Frank's funeral together. Staci was nine
years at the time and was inconsolable at the loss of her father. Even
with her puffy eyes and tear stained face, I was moved by her exquisite
beauty. She was dressed like a little woman. She wore a black dress,
sheer black and black lace gloves. For a nine year Staci was
developing a rather shapely body, though her chest was completely flat with
no sign yet of developing breasts, her legs were long and slender and the
black patent pumps she wore highlighted the shapeliness of her calves and
thighs. Even through the black dress the firm roundness of her little ass
was very apparent and begged for squeezing. I guess those years of soccer
were paying off.
Staci was cold and distant towards her at the funeral and reached
to me for comfort. I slipped my fingers into her soft hair and stroked her
cheek and pulled her close against me with my other hand. I breathed
deeply of her little fragrance and felt the warmth and softness of her
young body tight against mine. I think it was at this moment that I fell
deeply and irrevocably in love with my neice. I don't know if it was the
emotional vulernability of two people drawn together by loss or the
eroticism of her little innocence covered in black nylon and lace.
Whatever it was, I not only fell in love with her at that instant, I also
developed a bone hard erection. As close as I was holding her there was no
way she couldn't have noticed. I felt it pressing against her tummy, but
she only snuggled closer seeming to take comfort in it.
On the way home from the from the funeral, Staci rode with me because
she didn't want to be near her mother. The driver of the limo held the
door open as Staci and I entered. We rode alone in the back of the limo.
There was a glass between us and the driver to afford privacy for the
greiving and we drew the curtains. I continued to console Staci. Without
a word she placed a delicate black laced hand on my the top of my thigh.
My body responded instantly and I had to reach down and rearrange myself to
accomodate the strain in my crotch. I tried to do this as inconspicuously
as possible, but I noticed Staci watching from the corner of her eye and
thought I detected a trace of a smile from the corner of her coral colored
mouth. Even after straightening myself, my engorged eight inch member had
nowhere to hide and formed a very prominent tent in my trousers only and
inch or so from Staci's hand. I tried to take my mind off of her hand on
my leg but my attention only drifted to her lap where her dress had ridden
up and exposed her nylon clad thighs. Her legs weren't spindley like a lot
of her age and while still slender, her thighs had tone and shape and
looked magnificent in the black stockings. From my vantage I could almost
see up her dress to her crotch and my eyes strained to do so.
Staci looked up at me, eyes puffy and red, her face a storm, her lips in
a petulant pout. A tear began to fall and I wiped it away. I slipped the
fingers of my left hand into the downy hair along the back of her neck and
allowed my right hand to caress the nylon covered top of her right leg. I
leaned over and looked deeply into my angel's troubled face and as the
tenderness of the moment drew us together my lips met the sweet delicate
petals of her lips. I drank deeply from this nine year well, savoring
the sweetness of her mouth. As I kissed her, she kissed back and I
felt the slip of her togue between my lips as it probed my adult mouth. My
tongue returned the attention and searched her mouth and our tongues
engaged in a dance. My hand stroked her outer thigh and I let it slide up
under her dress to the curve of her slender hips and then around to
appreciate the firm roundness of her little derierre.
As we continued to kiss, I let my hand caress and explore the rest of
her body feeling her flat little chest, searching for a hint of her nipples
through the fabric of her dress and then on down to her slender soft tummy.
My hand was so big it almost covered a quarter of her body and I let it
freely massage and stroke her little body finally settling on her
nylon covered inner thighs. I gently stroked each thigh in turn feeling
the cool smoothness of the nylon and the softness of her thighs and as I
let my hand travel up under her dress I felt the heat radiating from her
hot sex before I even touched it. Using the side of my forefinger, I
gently caressed the hot moist swolleness between her legs through the
nylon. Staci moaned softly as I felt the curve and shape of her wet little
sex. She slid forward on the leather seat and parted her legs wider to
afford me fuller access to her aching sweetness. Her dress was now up
around her waist and I could see her pink through the pantyhose and
the wet spot in the crotch. Staci was moaning and sighing continuously now
and her lithe little body was undulating under the adept attention of my
finger.
I broke our kiss and swung Staci around on the seat so she was lying
down with her hot, wet, yearning little crotch facing me. I placed my
knees on the floorboard and positioned my upper body between Staci's legs.
I reached one hand around between her legs from the top and the other from
below and let my fingers explore and massage Staci's swollen little love
mound through the black nylon and pink cotton panties. The wet clung to her sex and showed its outline clearly. I massaged the soft puffy
lips and rubbed a finger back and forth in the heated cleft that ran
between them. Using the tip of my finger I located the indent between the
lips and worked her wet into her crack and into this hole. Staci
was moaning loudly now and squirming around beneath me. I lowered my head
and drank in the sweet fragrance of soap, sweat and hot, yearning,
young girlie cunt. Unable to control myself, my mouth met her inflamed sex
with a passionate kiss and I reveled in the moment. I continued to kiss,
lick, nuzzle and massage her hungry sex with my mouth and tonuge. I
enclosed the whole of her heated mound with my mouth and greedily the preteen ambrosia from her through the and the
cotton and nylon panel crotch of her pantyhose. Having to have more, I
reached up with both hands and hooked my fingers in the waist band of her
panty hose and panties. She obligingly lifted her hips as I pulled them
down to her ankles.
Her was beautiful. Her skin was white and translucent here where
her bathing suit had always kept the sun away. Her mound and sweet lips
were a study in gentle curves and fullness, a work of art. In between the
soft lips were the delicate rose petals of her sex and between them a deep
coral tunnel. Staci had not yet began puberty and the smooth white and
pink curves of her sex were without a trace of hair. I allowed my tongue
to pay homage to her prepubesent treasure. With the tip of my tongue I
traced the outline of her sex, felt the fullness of her lips and explored
the source the incredible heat and wetness that lay between them. I urged
my tonuge deep within her exploring and savoring her moist mysteries. As
my tongue probed deep within, my mouth formed a seal over her entire crotch
in a lewd french kiss. I her like it was a ripe peach
and drank her sweet flowing juices.
Satiating myself on little nectar, I began to tease the top
of her where the delicate lips met. With a couple of flicks of the
tip of my tongue, her tender little ruby of a love button emerged from its
hiding place. As I teased and tormented this tender bud, Staci lost
control. She began to pull violently at my hair with her little hands and
I felt her heels pounding on my back. She was making wild sounds
and convulsing. I continued to work her love bud and suck her little juice
box with renewed intensity. As Staci let out a piercing scream and almost
tore the hair from my head, I felt her body stiffen and suddenly my face
was flooded with a incredibly copious of hot, savory, little
girl juice. I drank, swallowed, and experienced heaven with my face
firmly planted in my angelic nine year neice's hot wet little crotch.
When the intensity of the moment subsided and our senses began to come
back, we looked at each other and laughed and smiled and kissed.
"We better get ourselves together. We'll be at the motel soon", I told
her.
I helped her to get her and pantyhouse back up and I wiped the
pussy juice from my face with my sleeve. I hadn't realized it at the time,
but I had in my pants while eating her out and had made a mess of my
drawers.
The limo pulled up to the motel where Staci and her were staying
since their house had burned. Gloria had to stop by the lawyers office on
the way back. The insurance company was holding up payment on Frank's
mimimal life insurance policy. They had problems with the circumstances
surrounding Frank's death. She asked if I would stay with Staci until she
got back later.
I was a little disconcerted by what had happened in the limo. I
certainly hadn't intended on molesting my neice and especially not at her
father's funeral! She was so beautiful, we were both emotionally
vulnerable, it had just happened, that's all. I felt a little
uncomfortable in the motel room with her and felt that I needed to set
things straight. This could never happen again.
As Staci sat on the bed I noticed that she looked a little more
refreshed and cheerful since our limo ride.
"Staci, about what happened in the limo. I'm sorry, that should have
never taken place. I don't know what came over me. What can I say?"
A troubled looked passed over Staci's face as I spoke. Still in her
black dress and black lace gloves, she sat on the motel bed looking up at
me and began to tear up again.
I bent down to take her hand and brush the tear from her cheek.
"Sweetheart, what is it. Tell your Uncle Mike what's wrong?"
"I miss my daddy. Now that he's gone I won't have anyone to love me. I
won't be able to live with out my daddy's love. I just won't be able to
take it!" The tears began to stream again and her brow wrinkled and her
bottom lip stuck out in a pout.
"Sweetheart, your loves you and..."
"I HATE her! She took my daddy away! I HATE her!" Her face was angry
and stormy. Her blue eyes flashing.
"That's nonsense honey, besides you have me and I will always love you
and be here for you. You can count on it", I said consoling her.
"Do you mean it Uncle Mike", she said as her eyes brightened and she got
up from the bed and came to me.
"Certainly I do, honey", I said glad to see her cheering up.
"And can I have your love whenever I want it just like Daddy would let
me have it?"
"Of course darling, you can have all the love I have inside of me.
There is no one in the world more important to me than you. Every ounce of
love I have belongs to you." Staci seemed very comforted by that and
finally had a look of peace about her that I was very relievied to see.
"I am so glad to hear you say that Uncle Mike, I was so scared." I was
hugging Staci and rubbing her small shoulders, enjoying the fragrance of
her hair and this tender moment when I felt it. Staci's little lace
covered fingers were working on the fly of my trousers and reaching into
the fly of my boxers, her gloved hand gave my still semen sticky penis a
couple of quick strokes before hoisting it out through the opening in my
pants. The full eight inches flopped out and though the skin was still all
stuck together from the mess I hadn't had a chance to clean up, it began to
grow and elongate to its full size in front of the child
"Staci, what are you doing!", I said in shock.
"Oh, Uncle Mike, yours is so much bigger than daddy's. Its beautiful!"
She stroked it admiringly with a look of amazement and obivious delight on
her face. She looked very happy and excited at this moment. h I was
dumbfounded.
"Staci, STOP! We can't do this! Are you CRAZY! You're a nine year girl. What happened in the limo was wrong of me, but we certainly can't do
this. I'm sorry, but it's just not right!
The look of that crossed my angel's face cut me to the quick. She
looked crushed, her bottom lip began to tremble.
"You lied to me, you said you would give me your love and you lied!"
"Staci, I will give you my love, all my love, anytime you want it, but
THIS is wrong."
Staci looked confused. She looked up at me through her bangs and
as if I was stupid, began to explain to me what love was all about.
"Uncle Mike, don't you know anything? My daddy taught me before I even
went to kindergarden that when a really loves a woman or his little
girl, that as his love grows inside of him it turns into a magic, yummy
cream and for him to be able to keep loving her, she had to suck it out of
him to make room for more of his love to grow." She was looking at me
incredulously, unable to believe that I had gotten this far in life without
learning this basic fact of the birds and bees.
"Daddy would give me his love everyday, but only when wasn't
around because he didn't want her to know that he was giving all his love
to me and not to her. Little NEED love Uncle Mike, that's why I need
you to give me your love.", she smiled compassionately and tenderly at me
looking closely to see if I understood the lesson she was giving me.
I was faced with a dilema. If I told her the truth about her it
would destroy all the warm loving memories of him that she held dear and
she would be left with nothing but guilt and pain. If I went along with
her perception of love, I would either have to engage in sex with my nine
year niece on a regular basis for her to continue to feel loved, or
refrain and have her think I didn't love her.
Brushing the bangs from her bottomless blue eyes and looking into
her innocent freckled face I explained to her, "Staci, I've never been in
love before. That's why I don't know much about it. You can see from this
mess in my pants that I have an awful lot of love for you, but I don't know
what I'm supposed to do. Would you be a darling and teach your Uncle Mike
how to love a lovely little like you?
The smile beamed wide across Staci's face. She needed no more
encouragement than this and her little lace covered hands's once again
reached around the girth of the heavy length of wilted meat. Lifting the
large cock to her face, she began to lick the drying from it with
flicks from her little pink tonge. My cock quickly became alive under her
touch, springing up and stretching out with a life of its own. Staci
giggled and smiled up at me with amusement. Her blue eyes sparkled as she
looked at me with affection, a small string of saliva and reconstituted
sperm hung between her braces and the head of my cock. I gently guided her
head back towards my dick and she once again eagerly lapped the length of
my member savoring the spermy flavor. Her little tongue cleaned and licked
the rim around the large mushroom shaped head and then opening her mouth as
far as it would go, she guided it onto her outstretched and waiting tongue
and into her mouth. I could see her cheeks become pink as they
bulged out and then collapsed as she applied suction. Her delicate pink
lips slipped back and forth over the glistening head as she it back
and forth, in and out of her hungry mouth. Her deft little fingers
worked magic on the shaft of my member, sliding the thin veiny skin up and
down the length in concert with the eager she was applying to the
head of my cock. I didn't want this to end too quickly.
Pulling her off the end of my dick with a "pop!" as the head escaped her
thirsty lips, I quickly unbuckled my belt and dropped my trousers and
skivies to the floor and kicked them free. I sat on the edge of the bed
and positioned my little love doll on her knees between my hairy thighs.
Pulling my cock back and exposing my heavy cum-laden balls, Staci, as if on
cue, buried her little angel face in the hairy sack. She bathed my scrotum
with her lapping and chased my balls around within the sack with her tongue
and little up-turned nose, giggling all the while. Anxious to see if she
would take the hint, I rolled back a little further on the bed and spread
my legs.
Without missing a beat, Staci licked and kissed her way from my saliva
soaked balls down across my taint to my hairy anus. The sensation of her
little pink tongue licking my hairy ass cheeks and circling its way in
closer toward my puckered was driving me crazy. I could feel her
slender little fingers separating the cheeks of my ass as she buried her
face between them. Her squiggily, squirmy little tongue found its way to
my sensitive opening and began to probe and tease the sensitive hole.
Staci pressed her face harder between my cheeks as she forced the little
pink slip of a tongue as far up my ass as it would reach and then wiggled
it around. Now it was me who was moaning and making noises and
rolling around. I reached down on both sides of my ass and grasped the
sides of her sweet little head and pressed it tighter into my ass, flexing
my cheeks to meet her wet little tongue thrusts. We continued on like this
for a while.
My cock was now drooling precum uncontrollably. With my hands still on
the sides of her head I pulled her tongue out of my quivering ass and
quickly flipped over. I laid her down on the bed on her back and stradled
her chest. As the precum dangled lewdly from my throbbing cock, Staci
strained her neck and tongue to try to catch it. We played a game of this,
I tried to drizzle her face like I was decorating a sugar cookie and Staci
would try to catch the end of a strand and suck it into her tender mouth.
As my cock continued to drool and drip, we both had our victories, she
managed to get quite a few tastes of my love juice and I succeeded in
decorating her face quite nicely with my love-honey making a series of
elaborate patterns that covered most of her smiling face. I teased her,
rubbing the head of my dick over her sweet lips, feeling the underside of
it slide across her braces. She would open her mouth thinking I was going
to put it in and then I would pull it back again and rub it around on her
lips some more. Finally when I couldn't take it anymore, I eased it in to
her warm, wet, wanting mouth. She at it eagerly and I worked the
head and the first couple of inches in and out. I loved watching the rim
of the head and blue veins of the shaft disappear beneath her delicate pink
lips and then reappear again glistening with her saliva.
Through quite a bit of this mouth fucking we maintained eye contact and
I could tell that she loved me and loved being loved in this way. I knew
that we would never go back and that I would never NOT love this or
desire her in this way. She took total and complete possesion of me and I
swore we would never be apart.
I felt the pressure mounting in my testicles as my darling little neice
nursed on my love flesh. She suckled on me like a calf hungrily at
its mother. My loins stiffened and I felt my molten love surging up
through my member and unable to restrain it any longer, hot jets of
steamy pulsated into her baby mouth. I let out a gut wrenching
primal groan with each pulsation. Her mouth quickly filled with the creamy
spunk and I pulled the head out of her mouth so as not to choke her, but I
was still spurting uncontrollably and gooey strings of white sperm draped
across her angel face and silken hair. Some of it ran down the side of her
face into her ear and some formed a white puddle in her eye socket. I
looked down, her sweet face was covered and eventhough she had swallowed a
lot of it, her mouth was still full. She opened her mouth and smiling, she
formed a white sperm bubble between her lips. She closed her mouth
and using her tongue and her teeth, forced the in her mouth to flood
out over her lips and down her cheeks and then quickly tried to round it up
again with her tonge. She was really enjoying playing with my sperm. I
decided to help her out and used the head of my dick to manuever the
puddles of on her face back towards her mouth where her hungry tongue
could gulp it down. She was my nine year queen and I would love
and worship her forever. That's when we heard the key in the door...
I quickly rushed Staci into the bathroom. Her face and hair and
beautiful black dress were all covered in cum. I barely got my pants on as
Gloria opened the door. The room smelled like an adult bookstore on a
Saturday night. I would have to decide on how I was going to deal with
Gloria.
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