Uncle Hunk and Steviella

"She got mad then and said that I could never marry you. That it was impossible and besides to you I was only a little girl and that you had a real girlfriend and couldn't possibly feel the same way about me. And she said I had to send your shirt back to you. Then she told me not to worry, that this would all pass and someday I would forget all about you."

"I hid the shirt in the back of my closet, it was all I had of you. No way was I going to give it back. Apparently mom forgot because she never mentioned it again and I only pulled it out when I knew no one would see it."

"A day or two after my talk with mom your package came, addressed to me. I was so excited. I ran with it into my room and shut the door. It had a letter from you and a pack of pictures. I flipped through the pictures and was getting real upset that they were all of me and those characters and mom and the castles and then the very last one was this one. I remember I squealed like a pig. I loved it. I quickly hid it in the pocket of the shirt. And then I read your letter. I heard mom coming and I hid the letter. She stopped in the doorway and asked what you had sent. So I showed her the pictures. She looked at them and was asking if I remembered this one and that one. Finally she asked if she could have a few and I said sure. She took the ones she wanted and left. I took your letter out and read it again."

Stevie raised her head again and with moist eyes asked if I remembered what I wrote.

"No, sweetie, that was a long time ago. Sorry."

Still looking me in the eyes she said. "You said you loved me too. You said I could come live with you if I wanted, but I had to finish school and get a degree first. So I decided right then that that was what I was going to do."

"Whenever I knew I wouldn't get caught I would get undressed then put your shirt on. Every time I did I could feel your arms around me. I would stare at the picture and kiss it, and sometimes I would hold it to my breast and think of you kissing me there."

"When I started high school I took extra credits and extra classes. I wanted to get my degree as fast as I could. After awhile I had learned more about incest and understood more of the implications of the act."

"Then one day when I was a sophomore, I was looking at the picture and I took my eyes off your face and for the first time I really looked at myself. I was a stupid goofy kid. And I realized then that mom was right. That you couldn't possibly have been falling in love with me while I was falling in love with you. I decided then that I had to get over you. I started going out with the boys that had been asking me out for like forever."

"I remember my second kiss. It was nothing like our kiss. I felt nothing. I felt nothing for any of the boys I went out with. And I wouldn't let any of them touch me. I started hearing rumors about what the boys were calling me, but I didn't care, because I didn't care about any of them at all."

"I met Duncan a couple years ago. He was really sweet, and patient, and he made me laugh. I finally went out with him, mostly because he reminded me of you. About a year ago I let him have sex with me. I hated it. I still felt nothing. I was so sad because I thought I would never feel the way you made me feel again. But I talked myself into trying again. I knew I had to get past this because I didn't want to be alone for the rest of my life."

"But it didn't matter, whenever we had sex I just laid there. After awhile Duncan understood that he was the only one getting any pleasure out of the act and it caused a rift in our relationship. Eventually we stopped having sex. He finally met someone else and I think we were both really relieved."

"Then the other day I heard Jannie and Megan talking about coming here and I knew what I had to do. I talked them into letting me come with them and got my ticket. I went back to mom's and dug out the princess backpack from the back of my closet and their was the shirt and picture, just where I had left them. I washed the shirt and packed it."

"I made up the story about the room, I had no intention of staying anywhere but here. I promised Jannie and Megan I would go with them today. But I planned on spending the rest of the week here. I had to see if I still felt the same. I had to see if you still made me feel the same. And I had to find out how you felt about me. I love you so much and the second I saw you all those feelings came back. When you hugged me outside the car at the hotel, I knew I wanted you. You and only you. And I know you want me too."

As she said this last line, she glanced down to my groin. I couldn't deny that I wanted her and she knew it.

"I graduated last month."

Realization of what she just said dawned on me slowly. I started shaking my head. "Stevie, we can't I'm sorry. I love you. I love you so much. And yes I want you, you are incredible. But I can not seduce my niece."

Stevie jumped up and loudly cried out, "But that's just it. You already seduced me. You seduced me nine years ago." And with great wracking sobs she ran into the bedroom and fell on the bed. I listened to her muffled crying for a good hour before she finally quieted and fell asleep.

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The next morning I got up and went into the bathroom.. Stevie's bikini was hanging over the shower rod and I had to move it to shower. Just touching it nearly drove me mad. I still had no idea how to handle any of this. I dressed in shorts and a tee, seeing that it was Saturday and I had the day off. I went into the kitchen and made coffee.

I heard Stevie jump in the shower and when she came out she was wearing the bikini. She looked like a goddess. Except when she got up close and I saw the red swollen eyes. It hurt so much to know that I had caused her this pain.

"What are your plans for today?"

"I'm just going to lay out by the pool. I called the airlines and reserved a seat on a flight out today at 5. Can you take me to the airport or should I call a taxi or something?" She said all this without ever looking me in the eyes.

"No, I'll take you. But you really don't have to go home baby. If you can't stay here I'll try and find you a room somewhere."

'No, there's no reason to stay anymore." And she walked out the door and to the apartment pool.

Less than twenty minutes later she walked back through the door crying. She rushed past me and my "What's wrong?", and headed for the bedroom.

"Stevie stop!"

She stopped in the bedroom doorway but didn't turn around. She didn't stop crying either. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. She stiffened at my touch. I kissed the back of her head. She stood frozen. At this point a little devil dude and a little angel dude appeared one each on my shoulders and commenced to fight world war three. But unlike in the cartoons, they didn't throw verbal jabs at each other. These suckers were using weapons of mass destruction. They threw everything they had at each other, and every salvo took a detour and pierced my heart on the way to it's target.

In the midst of my private battle I heard two little whispered words. "Please, Please."

Apparently the little angel dude heard those two words too, because his attention was diverted for just a second and his concentration waned. I heard the little devil dude cackle like a madman as he pummeled the little angel dude into submission. Those two words undid every last objection I had. Fuck the law. Fuck morality. Fuck convention. I didn't care if my sister hated me or if society shunned me. I would move us somewhere where we weren't known, I would move the earth for this woman. I was in love. I was so madly in love. I bunched up Stevie's hair and laid it over her left shoulder, then I bent and kissed her exposed neck. Apparently she didn't hear the little angel dude get his ass kicked because she stiffened again. I whispered in her ear, "You ARE the most beautiful princess in the world." And then I reached up and untied the neck string of her bikini.

When her top fell forward and exposed her breasts, Stevie swooned. Her knees buckled and she started to collapse. I reached my arms around her and took all her weight. It made me stagger for a second until I could pull her up tight against me and steady us. I reached between us with one hand and undid the other string, then pulled her top away and let it fall.

I pulled her up tight against me again, put my lips to her ear and said, "I love you, I love you very much."

Stevie gave a great sob and said, 'I love you so much." And then she tried to turn around in my arms but I held her tight and wouldn't let her.

The feel of her firm fleshy ass cheeks, with her swimsuit doing little to impede, pressed against my burgeoning erection felt so good that I wanted to relish the sensation. She must have also liked the way it felt because she pushed her tight little bottom into me. I kissed her neck some more and with my left arm still pressing her to me I let my right arm slide down her stomach.

Stevie moaned and brought one arm up and wrapped it around my neck. Her other arm slid around behind her and she forced it between our bodies and rubbed me making me get harder. She then went after the button on my shorts.

I slowly slid my hand down till the tip of the middle finger fell into her belly button. I stopped there and slowly rimmed the outer skin with my fingertip. Then started sliding down again. I released my grip on her with my left arm and brought my hand up and rested it between her tits on her breast bone, not quite touching either breast.

Stevie was having a hard time with my shorts and I didn't help her any. She brought her right hand down off my neck and used it to help her left. After finally getting the button undone she pulled on my shorts and they fell to my thighs. I backed away from her a bit and wiggled out of them. One of Stevie's hands went to fondle my balls and the other grabbed my shaft. She was pushing down on it when I pulled her tight again and my cock went right through her legs. My cock now filled her Devils Triangle, It was a perfect fit.

We both looked down and we could see past my hand on her stomach the swollen red head of my cock sticking out from between her legs. Stevie let out a little mewl, let go of me and pressed her legs together. The sensation of her silky thighs on either side and her slightly moist on the outside, which meant very wet on the inside, bikini was very erotic. I slowly rocked my hips back and forth, basically fucking her triangle.

Stevie's hands came around front and each found it's counterpart as she covered my hands with her own. My right was now down to the lip of her bikini. I loved the feel of her soft skin. Stevie tried to push my right hand down but I fought her. She gave a frustrated little cry and then tried to move my left hand to her right breast. I fought this action too. Stevie was breathing very hard.

While the fingers of our right hands slid just barely under her bikini bottoms I brought both of our left hands to Stevie's mouth and stuck a couple of each of our fingers in. She sucked them in and ran her tongue around and through them. Her hot, wet, silky tongue danced amongst the four fingers in her mouth, two of mine and two of hers.

I continued to rock back and forth with my hips and I swished our right hands back and forth under her bikini across her lower stomach, dropping them lower and lower with each pass. I removed our fingers from her mouth and lowered them to within a hair of her right breast. Again Stevie tried to force my hand onto her but I wouldn't let it happen. She was still trying to push my right hand down. She then tried to arch her chest out to make it come in contact with my hand but I anticipated the move and pulled our hands away. She finally understood that we were going to do this at my speed and she just relaxed. She placed each of her fingers directly over each of mine and just let me move them.

I stopped swishing our right hands and proceeded to descend again. I found nothing but smooth skin where there should have been pubic hair. So smooth, so sweet. I let my fingers barely touch her Labium Majora on the way down. Skimming over her mound.

I reached up with my mouth and sucked on her right earlobe, then let it go and whispered, "You are the most beautiful thing God and man have ever conspired to create."

I took the tip of the first fingers of our left hands, still wet with her saliva and pressed down on the upper outer rim of her very erect right nipple. Touching the nipple and nothing else, I pushed down on it. It stretched the nipple and contorted her breast until it finally popped off. I watched as her breast first bowed and then sprang back to form. Both of us let out simultaneous moans.

Our right hands now cupped her vagina, I didn't squeeze, just let them lay across her skin with minimum contact. I then brought our left first fingers back to the underside rim of her nipple and pulled upwards. The weight of her breast making it release faster than when going down. At the same time I slid our right hands up again but this time I let our middle fingers delve slightly into her crease. Stevie tried to crane her neck around to kiss me but I avoided her lips. As our right hands got to about half way up her slit Stevie totally caught me off guard and pushed hard with her middle finger, causing both of our middle fingers to slide into her sopping wet hole.

She had planned well because she instantly clamped down on our fingers with the muscles of her pussy, she then yanked her right hand out of herself and her bikini and reached down and grabbed my penis from between her legs and brought it up tight against her, effectively trapping my finger inside her.

She was so wet, so hot, I loved the feel of her hand squeezing my cock up against the smooth fabric of her suit. Stevie let out a satisfied little grunt and started grinding on my finger. I squeezed my hand which caused it to press down on her clitoris. Stevie started bucking faster. My left hand finally enfolded her breast. Stevie arched her back and shook with pleasure. She was getting too close, something I was not ready to let happen just yet so I pulled myself out and away from her. She practically tore the skin off my penis, not wanting to let go, but finally relinquished her hold on me. She then spun around with a guttural cry and pounced on me.

Her lips crashed into mine with a teeth jarring impact. Her arms reached up and around my neck as mine encircled her waist. Her breasts heaved against my chest. I was nearing the limits of restraint myself. She must have forgotten that she still had half her suit on because she tried to climb up my body and impale her self on my cock. I broke off our kiss and bent down and scooped her into my arms. I took the few steps to the bed and laid her down on it. I slowly pulled the rest of her bikini off and then whipped my shirt off as well.

Stevie's eyes locked on to my eight inch angry soldier. And I slowly swept my eyes down her body. I understood there would be no more foreplay. Stevie was pleading with her eyes and shaking and reaching for me. I took another few seconds to relish her perfection. Tanned skin, except for her suit lines. Lines that accentuated her breasts. Even laying down they remained full and heavy looking. A sprinkle of freckles dotted her chest. Her naked shaved pussy looked like a little girl's, but this time I didn't balk at that thought. Her pink butterfly had blossomed and sat open and inviting. She spread her legs wide and with a pleading whine reached for me again.

I joined her on the bed grabbed both of her hands and pinned them with one of mine above her head and poised myself over her. Stevie's hips were thrashing as she tried to get to me. With my other hand I held her still and pointed my penis to her folds. I left it sitting there just barely touching her, and stared deep into her eyes. Then once again she spoke those two little words that I knew now would forever get her anything she wanted from me. "Please, Please."

With one smooth stroke I entered her to the hilt. Stevie arched her back and cried out.

That was it, we had gone past the point of no return. We had committed incest. I was fucking my niece. We were satisfying our sick desires, only they weren't sick, they were special. And she was right when she said earlier that this was more right than anything else in the world. I started thrusting and she bucked back with incredible intensity. Our hips mashed into each other and my balls slapped her ass. I once again crushed her lips in a hard passionate kiss. It was intense and physical and consuming. I roared and she cried out. She brought her head up and took a big sniff of my sweaty chest, then leaned back and arched her back again. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she started chanting. "Uncle Hunk, Uncle Hunk, Uncle HUUUUUUUUUUUUUU..."