Sunrise My Darling

"Hey its OK, doesn't matter. Do only what you want to and what makes you feel good."

Oh god, I almost burst out into tears at that point, he was so understanding and compassionate with me.

The Emotions of Sex

Both us being totally naked we embraced and then lay back down on the long bench bed. We hugged and kissed enjoying each other for a while. Uncle asked if I wanted to go on. I told him that I was his and that I wanted to make love with him -- that was the truth. I very much wanted to go all the way with him. Uncle turned me over on my tummy and gave me a good back rub that went from head to toe. I must say I like getting my cheeks rubbed. I was so relaxed and mellow. He then flipped me over and started to kiss me and massage my breasts. Most of the time he kept his face close to mine and often looked into my eyes. I was still very aroused when he again worked on my nipples. I started breathing heavily once more. Slowly he move down, rubbing my tummy. I shivered in anticipation as he touched my pubic hair. Gently he pulled my legs apart all the time watching me. I tried not to be too nervous, but he knew I was. Methodically he swirled his hands across the inside on my thighs. I spread my legs every time he came close to my vagina. I was shaking now with excitement, passion and a bit of anticipation. Uncle bent his head down and engaged me a long deep kiss at the same time I felt his hand on my vulva. He held me firmly pushing in on my entire genital area. I broke the kiss, pulling for air, my mouth was open and my breathing was coming in shudders. I felt the pressure again on my clitoris and this had an immediate effect -- I pushed back. He started to work me with his open hand as I pushed my hips into it and he pushed back. Once again, I was leaking profusely in a sexual heat. Uncle started to work his finger into my vagina as I still pushed back.

"Jane I think you are ready my love." I nodded in assent as he wiggled his finger into the heart of my femininity.

"Mhh you are so soft and gooey inside honey," he whispered into my ear.

God, he had me so horny at this time.

Uncle Chuck pulled my legs right apart and kneeled over me. I could see his erection as he pointed down to my vagina. Opening my lips he pushed the head of his penis into my opening. I tensed and lifted my hips, my hands where shaking as I felt my most private space being opened and invaded. Looking at Uncle, he was focused between my legs, his breath was also coming in nervous pants.

Looking at me he reassured, "Don't worry, Jane, I will go slow." Feeling his tip spread my entrance, I wiggled slightly and his glands slipped into my vagina as I shook. Gently he rocked in me, as he pushed deeper into my body. My canal was stretched tight apart as I accepted him. I could feel his penis head cautiously move back and forth inside and I was pushing back to his rhythm. My body was stiff and tight as I locked my muscles. I forced my breaths in and out of my lungs with deep nervous shudders as Uncle took me. Sex sweat beaded from every pore on my skin.

"Ohh so wet darling, so wet," he sighed. Slowly he came down on top of me as I wrapped my legs around him. His hands slid under my bum and lifted me a little. Uncle had now buried half his penis in me and he started to thrust. I hooked my arms under his and over the top of his shoulders. On each thrust he went deeper and I lifted to meet it. The feeling of his penis deep in me was so strange. I loved the pressures as he met and pushed on my clitoris -- every feeling in my body seemed to come from between my legs. (note #5)

Suddenly Uncle tensed and started pumping me rapidly. Shuddering, I moaned loudly, tightening around him. I was flushed, sweating profusely and mouth breathing. Sweat was running down my face, chin and chest where it dripped off. My nipples where erect and rock hard. I pushed back the best I could and squeezed on his penis as he thrusted into me. Uncle was snorting his breaths out, he was hot and wet everywhere. His hands dug into my buttocks as he enjoyed me and his penis was now buried to the end and was touching my cervix. I held it the best I could with my vagina. Slowing Uncle Chuck started to stop. I wondered why?

"Jane, Jane," he panted, "make it last". Dropping to a gentle thrust he pushed deep and instructed me to feel us together. He lifted a bit and both our hands slid down to our unison, and I felt his penis root as it penetrated into my vulva. I felt his fingers also exploring the moist area. My fingers combed though our combined nest of wet sex hair. He pulled out a little and pushed in several times while we felt ourselves. All the time uncle kept sighing and going augh, augh. I knew he was enjoying me now and I craved it. I squeezed back hard on his tip and I watched his face change. He started to wiggle his penis back and forth sideways in me and it was my turn to gasp as I felt his full length push on my sides, I shuddered again as he continued.

He looked down at me, and said, "You like that, don't you Niece?"

Nodding, "Yesss ... Uncle," I responded. Pulling his penis out he pushed it hard back in again, all the way. Immediately my ass reared as I took the thrust, again he did it and again, again and again.

Until I shouted out, "Please no, please!" Stopping he looked down at me and smiled. I kept oscillating as he kissed me gently. I couldn't help myself, I pushed back and forth on his cock as he lay still kissing me. This went on for minutes. He was letting me explore my sexuality and my desires, as I moved from side to side to get the best feeling. I moaned out in craving, as he watched me satisfy myself on his shaft. I let him see my teenage horniness, my deep erotic desires -- he had drawn me out and let me explore them. I loved Uncle for allowing this. He pushed me from my safe place and made me feel my emotions. I licked at his neck and ear, panting like an animal as my pussy dripped. I didn't care anymore, I let him see all of me. Once again he started to pump me furiously. Under him, I squirmed and wiggled and bucked. Squeezing harder and harder on his cock , I held it as tight as I could. I felt the start of an orgasm building in my loins, but it would not come and faded. My legs started to go together and he pushed them apart. I fought back to pull him into me. I thought I was crushing him with my arms as they where locked hard to him, our heads where side by side. Uncle was working hard in me as I felt his cock thrusts, his muscles were tense like rocks. I was weak compared to him. Faster and fast he pumped, pushing and moving me as he liked. He started to grunt as he pushed into me and a deep throaty growl started between his raging breaths. On and on he rode me as I lubricated the two of us at our organs junction. He started to slam me now as he dribbled sweat onto me.

He growled into my ear, "Ohh Jane, Ohh Jane ... Jane." I sighed back a slow high moan. He felt so good and I was making him feel good as we fornicated. Slowing again he lifted, gasping he told me he was going to fill me soon.

"Oh Uncle, fuck me!" I pleaded as my voice cracked. (note #6) Looking right into my eyes he shoved about four times real hard and then just roared aaaugh, as he pushed as deep as possible, shaking all over and wriggling his cock in me. I felt the semen hitting my insides as he squeezed me so hard it hurt. He started to lick my face between huge breaths with drool splashing all over us mixed with both our sweats. I held still as he continued to pump his come out and into my femininity. Uncle's tongue covered my face and I cried -- the body rushes now coming to me. I did not orgasm, but it felt very nice. I loved making him come -- it was as sexually exciting as I could possible image. I gave him all I could. I released all my shields. He saw my raw teenage sexuality and well, I sure saw his. What I did not realize, was that I was going to show him more. Slowly we wound down. Kissing, hugging and looking at each other, we lay together with his manhood deep in me for about 20 minutes. Reaching over Uncle grabbed the roll of paper towels as he pulled out of me.

He commanded, "Spread." As I opened my legs and lifted, he wiped my vagina. He careful opened my swollen raw labia and gently wiped and dabbed. I lifted higher and he cleaned my vaginal hole as excess semen flowed back out of me. I didn't understand at the time, but he had pumped a huge load into me (I not having anything to compare it to). Carefully he spread my bum cheeks and wiped my crack ensuring not to get any in my vagina. I was still feeling a little self-conscious at that. He wiped my face and armpits also, each with a fresh sheet. All the time my eyes could not leave him. Lifting my bottom he pulled out the soaked towel under us and placed a fresh one. Jumping back in with me we cuddled face to face and felt each other's glow, we where both still hot and sweating. We kissed and nuzzled with very little talk for about half an hour. Slowly we started to converse.

"Jane, you OK?" he checked.

"Mmhh very," I answered. God I was high, having just copulated with my uncle.

"Jane I wanted to make you come," he said.

"That's OK Uncle, it's just fabulous for me," I responded dreamily.

"I'm glad Jane, you sure made me cum, honey." Woow, I guess I did and the thought of that of that exited me.

Looking into my eyes, Uncle directly asked if I masturbated.

I was not ready for that question and choked out, "ahaa," biting my lower lip. I could not lie to him.

"Yes," I answered in a hoarse whisper. After our love making I thought nothing would embarrass me again, particularly with Uncle and here I was, being shy as a little school girl.

"Jane nothing to be ashamed of, most people masturbate." God I wish he would change the subject.

"Jane how often do you masturbate?" he asked.

Looking down I answered honestly, "Once or so a week, more before my period," I mumbled. (note #7)

"Jane, I masturbate all the time."

"You do!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah, no lie I do." I started to feel better and thought about what Uncle and I had just done together.

"Jane I'm not trying to embarrass you here, but there is no point in keeping secrets between us any more."

I looked up at him and nodded, feeling much better. After all he was my lover now.

"Why I'm asking you, is to help you reach a climax and orgasm."

I opened up now, "Well it was starting to build up a little Uncle."

"How do you masturbate Jane?"

Again my shield started going up. I was not all that comfortable talking about this.

"Jane?" he prompted me.

I gave in and showed him. Lying on my side, with my bum against him, I crossed my legs and squeezed down on my vagina. Uncle lay quietly behind me. I was already aroused and started to think of the licking and tonguing I had just received. Slowly I built up as I thought about our sex session. The familiar warm glow started to radiate though my loins as I worked it. Uncle did not interfere. Sharply and rapidly I came, rocking and squeezing on my clit. My face twisted as I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life. I squealed, panted and cried out in front of him, once again I was soaked in sweat. I knew Uncle was watching me and this made it seem so lewd, yet this is what turned me on so much. Twice more I repeated my actions and twice more, I had an orgasm in front of him. Once as he stared straight into my eyes, as I puckered my face in the pleasures of self-satisfaction.

No one has ever seen me come before and I was on sexual show for this man. Lying back, I was wasted. Uncle turned me on my back and gave me a light kiss and just held me. The day's light faded quickly to evening then dark, there not being much of a twilight in Hawaii. Uncle got up and cut us up some fruit and cheese and crackers and brought them over. I nibbled a bit as we snuggled together just holding each other. More and more a warm feeling of love washed over me as I was cuddled. My emotions built and caught up to me, as I started to cry large alligator tears. Uncle never asked me what was wrong or any dumb questions. He just cuddled me and kissed me -- there was nothing wrong, everything was just grand. I nuzzled his neck and chest as I poured my love into his body. Slowly my senses dulled as I fell asleep in his arms, his care and his love.

I never slept more peacefully as the boat lightly rolled bow to stern in the bay. I slept in Uncles arms as I had dreamed about the night before -- my dreams had come true.

The Dawn of a New Life

The next day I woke to an early morning sunrise as Uncle gave me a little shake.

I heard him say, "Sunrise my darling" ever so softly. It was the first day in my new life.

Drifting into the open hatch and companion way was the beautiful fragrance of the island. As my mind came around I felt I was coming out of a safe warm place. It felt so very good. I had a moment of disorientation as I realized Uncle was holding me and I was in bed nude with him. Then it came back and I hugged his neck and nuzzled him.

"Hi, Chuck" I quietly greeted.

"Hi honey" he calmly responded. "Ready to get up?"

I was a bit sore, but had a short boat shower and was feeling well -- fabulous. We had breakfast then swam, snorkeled, beach combed and explored the day away. Uncle took me out for supper that evening and we wandered in each other's love. Conversation was quiet between us until we returned to the boat. We sat in the open cockpit and Uncle embraced me, as we watching the stars together. We started to talk about what happened. It was a time full of great love for me. Uncle asked how I would be after we separated at the end of week and told me to call him at least once a day to talk. I now know that he was letting me find my own thoughts on our love making and letting know he was there to be with. We talked about how this would change us and Uncle mentioned mom and dad. This was the only time I felt that we may have done something, not altogether proper. I immediately conveyed my concern to Uncle who, looked off to sea for a minute and then slowly answered. (note #8)

"Jane, you where a woman before we made love, not just after or because of it, as such it is only your business who you make love to, not your parents. If you are now happy, forget the rest, it doesn't matter. What we have to think about is that I'm your uncle and your my niece. We loved each other before this and still love each other after. What we have done is shown each other that love as a man and women. Can you still be my niece and I your uncle? I think so. Jane, I don't want to put you off on talking about this, but I think we should leave it for a day or so and slowly let you come to terms with what has happened. I will be with you as we work through this. I will be here. Also I think this would have happened anyway, if not now, maybe next month or the month after. I felt your need and your maturity and have shared something very precious with you ... I have sensed this wanting in you for a while."

I understood what he was saying and told him. I was looking at things with different eyes now. Turning up to him, I kissed him and nuzzled him. It was a quiet thank you kiss, filled with understanding.

As Uncle promised, we worked through it and he was always there for me. I did phone many times over the next several months when I could not meet with him and never did he lose patience or understanding with me. Our relationship did not stay on a sexual plane for very long, but moved above that. In the end continued sex may have even been in the way. Through the years he never emotionally abandoned me -- never. Often our eyes would meet at crowded family events and all I felt was love for him and from him. I didn't matter if we where not being sexual, our love was still there -- it was the love of a niece and an uncle and more. Several times, years later we even slept together, cuddling all night and not having sex -- I think we just enjoyed being united in a different kind of affection. I'm sure that my uncle's initial intimacy with me was a gift I needed at that time. My gift back to back to him was my virginity, innocence and love. In his heart and soul he holds them, in mine is his patience, compassion, love and guidance. A nice trade and one I have never regretted. I consider myself blessed to have had an uncle like this.

Epilogue

The rest of the boat trip was heaven and there was a bit more sex, but not the next day -- I was sore. I will leave some secrets here, but our next encounter was interesting and different and clandestinely we laughed about it for years -- together.

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Foot Notes:

(note #1)

Last name change here (also for his previous girlfriend) Hopefully he has changed a bit since this incident. One of my old class mates told me several months after graduation someone beat him up, again to do with a girl. Somehow I do wish there was a better way for him to have learned a lesson than that -- violence being a poor instructor.

(note #2)

My Uncle Chuck was a physically powerful man, but always seemed forever gentle as a lamb (those were dad's words I over heard). I knew he was very heavily into martial arts and heard at one point when he was younger had helped teach it for a while. Apparently he never went into any type of competitions. I don't know why. He did love to run though and I, for all my practicing could barely keep up to him when we were swimming. He was not a big or tall man, but of medium build and ever so strong.

(note #3)

To describe myself at that age; I was of slender build (petite) and large almond eyes, with dark black hair that I wore in an elongated bowl cut (better for swimming). Actually I haven't changed that much. Mom has the gorgeous long dark hair. I have a light complexion whereas mom is deeper, closer, but lighter than a full Polynesian native person.

(note #4)

I had to stop writing at this point due the flood of memories coming down on me -- sorry but I have to be honest here. I can't take it anymore -- will be back in an hour or so.

(note #5)

My hymen had already been broken in gymnastics practice. Mother told me hers was also broken by natural causes. I had no pain associated with the ending of my virginity with Uncle - just sore the day after.

(note #6)

Later he mentioned me saying this, I actually didn't recall using those exact words and felt a little embarrassed, talking like that to my uncle. I do remember my voice breaking -- I did say something -- but the exact words(?). He then pointed out the situation and we both ended up teasing each other and laughing about it. I truly was not in total control at the time.

Uncle did tell me that was the most intense and passionate love he had ever made (my head swelled). He said it was because I was his niece.

(note #7)

I found this very hard to write about - telling everyone I masturbate, then describing it. I hope this doesn't make me look sluttish.. The fact is, I am and was then, in top physical shape and very healthy -- possibly a high natural sex drive is the result.

(note #8)

For the most part these are the exact words I remember him saying to me. If there is an error it is small and does not affect the over all meaning.

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Post Narrative Discussion

Why did I write about this very personal experience and publish? Why in heaven's reason would a twenty- four year old woman want to reveal something like this you ask and why with all the sex? There are several rationales: The first is; this is what actually happened, to remove the sex would be to diminish the impact of the truth; but the overall main reason was a need to pass on this idea to other young women -- that being in love and having sex with an uncle is not bad as society seems to feel. There maybe a benefit from such a relationship to the younger person. To a young woman, losing her virginity matters. It can be a time of great vulnerability and high emotions. Not something I would like seen discussed around the male locker room (particularly about myself as per -- I am sure -- every other woman). This is a matter of timing, at twenty-four, I do not really care if everyone knows I moan when having sex (like I'm any different than anyone else), but at eighteen this can be emotionally harmful and debilitating to a sensitive young girl.