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I was not prepared when she turned towards the door. They stood up like perky and decorative Christmas-tree ornaments. She could see my discomfort from the mistake I had made. I was playing with my nieces never-before-touched pussy and tits.
She tossed the brush aside in a gesture of surrender. From this frontal view, I could tell that my initial assessment of her pubic-mound was correct. Id say they each would probably fit perfectly inside a coffee cup. It was then that I knew for sure that the girls mother was right. I had my sisters innocent, virginal daughter strip-stark-naked sitting in my lap.
I only had a side view as she faced the mirror over the vanity table. Her arms were working up and down briskly brushing her hair, so I had only quick pictures of her young breasts. Suddenly, her thick bath towel slipped from the vanity table and fell to the floor. I now laughed too and said, Thats probably a good policy. She then spoke in a more-serious tone, Oh, hey, I just remembered something. I spoke them silently inside my head, You want fries with that shake? I knew that Meggie was crazy about dill pickles, had been since she was a baby. The girl put the alien-cock into her mouth and sucked. Damn me, I was wanting that to be my own throbbing cock in her hot, young mouth!
I couldnt even tell if the color of her bush matched the color of her tangled-blonde hair. I now desperately needed to reach down and move it to a more comfortable position inside my pants. Finally, I spoke, Meggie, Im sorry I came in like this. Meggie giggled and replied with humor in her voice, I didnt hear you knocking, but even if I had I dont usually answer the door when Im strip-stark-naked like I am now. I recalled a couple of epithets boys sometimes use when watching girls asses. She reached in, and pulled out a jar of dill pickles. It came to my mind that the pickle looked like a long, curved, green-alien cock. My finger moved in lazy circles inside the warm vaginal cavity. My finger became more aggressive in its exploration. I kissed her head, I kissed her cheek, I whispered into her ear, Meggie, sweetheart, Id better stop. That young girl Meggie, my sweet virginal niece, answered hastily, No!
She pulled the shirt from my pants and off my shoulders. She was again astride my legs, but this time she was facing me. Again, our lips touched and our mouths feverishly fought with impassioned fervor. Her voice became a husky whisper, Oh, Uncle Jake, that feels good. I knew that I needed to keep my demanding cock out of my still-maturing nieces pussy. My eyes moved lower to view the feminine glory they sought. Nothing is so irresistible to a man than tender, young feminine flesh. Her freshly-showered pussy-mound had the faint smell of girlie-girl soap mixed with musky-sex.
They know I prefer a nude pussy-mound to a hairy, bush-covered one. I recalled a TV report I saw about pre-pubescent girls. I saw that this petite girl had finished drying her hair and had laid the hair dryer aside. The naked girl in my lap and the hard cock in my pants clouded my judgment.
Some of the ladies I know shave their mounds for me. I often watched their athletic routines on TV with a hard-on in my pants. More than once, Id taken out my cock and pumped it until streams of steaming, milky-white semen had coated the table in front of my couch.
My tongue circled around and around savoring every delicious touch. I plunged even deeper into the glory-hole that was my nieces pussy. I had no intention of bursting my nieces virginal cherry, not with my tongue, and most certainly not with my cock. Meggies hips bucked to meet each thrust of my tongue.
My tongue found moisture in abundance in my mouth and transferred it into the pussy-hole. As a 40-year-old man I had no damn business looking at a 14-year-old girl with lust in my eyes! I am a confirmed bachelor, always had been and plan to stay that way. When I was a kid, a bachelor lived across the street. Mine is the nicer of the two pools in the neighborhood.