Sitting My Niece Ch. 02bydowd_elwood_p©
I went to the toilet and washed up. Splashing cold water on my face did little more than to wake me up.
I returned to the living room, but seeing the flickering candles and rumpled throw made me miss not having Mary-Kate there with me, so I blew out the little mood-setters, picked up my clothes and scuffed back to my room.
What a mess! Clothes were strewn everywhere. The bed was unmade and had a big lump in it where I must have stashed even more clothes. I would really have to clean the house up tomorrow before my sister came home. The thought of having to straighten up put me into an even deeper funk.
I dropped my handful of clothes on the floor and followed them with the ones I was wearing. Then I turned out the light and stood at the doorway, staring across the hall. It might be my last chance to be intimate with her. Tonight, I could blame it on her beguiling attention and my wine-muddled thinking. Tomorrow, the stark light of day would make the impropriety of it all too clear. I sighed and slid into bed.
The dark room seemed to echo with my loneliness and despair. I closed my eyes and pictured Mary-Kate entering the dining room, letting her dress drop to the floor in the living room and staring up at me from her bed. Why was she so bewitching? Why was I letting her get to me? "Why, Mary-Kate?" I said out loud, "Why?"
I startled. "Mary-Kate?" I called out, bewildered.
Suddenly, the lump in the bed moved. "Why what?" the lump asked, as it moved towards me. Smooth skin contacted my side and slid up my body. I lifted the sheet and was confronted with her smirking face.
"Did you know I was hiding?" she asked.
"No," I replied, "What are you doing here?"
"Rats! I shouldn't have said anything. Pretend I'm not here." She grabbed the sheet, pressed it back down on my chest and slid back down my body.
"Mary-Kate," I called out.
"Shhhh, you're supposed to be sleeping." Then I felt a pair of lips caress the skin on my hip. The next kiss was closer to my groin, and the next one was even closer. Suddenly, a tongue flicked over my erection, and I exhaled loudly.
Mary-Kate licked all over my shaft, which waggled in response to her flicking. Then she focused on my tip, first bathing it with her tongue and then smooching it with her lips. Grabbing the base with her hand, she slid her mouth over my cock to about half-way.
"Ohhhh!!" I exclaimed and lifted the sheet to make sure this was really happening. I was thrilled by the sight of her little cherub face impaled on my erection. She grabbed the sheet out of my hand and slapped it back down on my chest.
In and out, my cock slipped. In and out of her wet mouth. In and out. In and out.
A warm twinge shot from my groin to the small of my back. I reached under the sheet, pressed lightly on the side of her head and tried gently to speed her up. She complied, and my cock began to buzz. In, out. In, out. In, out.
I knew I wasn't going to last much longer. "Mary-Kate," I gasped, "Stop. Stop."
She lifted up with a slurp. "Why?" she asked, "Am I doing something wrong?" A string of saliva drooped from her lips to the end of my cock.
"Because I'm going to ... ohhh! ... going to cum."
She threw back the covers. "I wanna see!"
I was right on the edge. I grabbed her hand and clasped it around my hard-on, and then I guided it up and down. She got the message. She laid her head on my stomach and continued the stroking. Then, becoming impatient, she let fly with her jerking.
"Ohhh!! Mary-Kate, you don't have to ... Oh gawd! ... you don't have to ... Oh my gawd!! ..." Her hand flew up and down my cock, and my hips rocked. Suddenly, my balls clenched and thick ropes of cum pushed out. "OHHH!! OHHH!! OHHHUHHH!!!" My body shuddered and spasmed.
Cum spurt over her head, landed on her hair and splashed off of her cheek, but she didn't cry out. As my spurting abated, her jerking subsided. Then, when it all appeared to have ended, she raised up on her elbow and spun her head towards me. "WOW!" she exclaimed. "That was amazing!"
I was breathing heavily, and I chuckled at her commentary. "You think so?"
She nodded her head and then turned her attention back to my groin. Scooping up a glob of cum, she brought it to her mouth and licked it off her fingers. "Hmmm," she murmured discerningly and then leaned down and licked along my deflating penis. She slurped it into her mouth and washed it with her tongue. It felt incredible.
"That was wonderful, Mary-Kate. Thank you," I sighed.
She giggled. "You're welcome, Unc," she chirped and jumped off the bed, "But you're a messy boy." She hustled out of the room and returned with a wet washcloth.
She mashed her hair playfully into my face, getting cum all over my nose and mouth, and then wiped us both clean with the cloth, discarding it over the side of the bed with a plop when she was done. She curled up beside me and drew the covers over both of us. I was absolutely filled with warmth and contentment.
I rolled onto my side and held her in my arms. Her face was beaming and angelic. I kissed her as if I was never going to see her again. Then I leaned back to speak to her. "Mary-Kate, I ... uh ... I just want to ..."
She sealed her hand over my mouth. "Go to sleep, Unc. It's getting late."
I pulled her hand away and smiled. Then I lay back on the bed and stretched out my body. My legs quivered with delight as I stretched. Mary-Kate snuggled into my armpit and laid her face on my chest. Everything was bliss, and we both drifted off to sleep.
*** Saturday: Morning ***
In the morning, I woke up to find myself spooning with my bedmate. Entwined around her small, soft body, I whimsically hoped that we could lie there all day. I listened to her light breathing, which made the hair dewy on my arm near her face.
My penis pressed up against her ass cheek and became firm as I took notice of it. I shifted it to lie along the crease of her bum, and as I hugged her closer, I let it burrow shamelessly between her cheeks.
Suddenly, she stirred. She rolled over to face me and snaked her arms around my body. With her eyes still closed, she greeted me with a throaty whisper, "It feels like you're awake."
"Sorry," I apologized, "I didn't mean to wake you."
"It's okay," she breathed, keeping her eyes closed. She leaned towards the sound of my voice and kissed me blindly. She lingered with the kiss and played with my lips. The hollow sound of our smooching excited me, and I pressed my erection into the soft muscle of her upper thigh.
Eventually, she pulled back and looked at me. "Unc? I want to ask you for a favour."
"What do you want, sweetie?"
She paused. "You know what I'm going to ask you."
"No, I don't. What is it?"
She sighed and started flicking my lower lip playfully with her finger. "Don't make me ask. Just say 'yes'."
"Yes to what? What are you asking?"
She dribble my lip some more. "I want you to make love to me."
"Whoa! What?!!" I shook my head to get her to stop playing. "Do you know what you're asking?"
"Oh, Unc, it's no big deal. I just want to have sex with you while we still have the chance. You know, before my parents come home. It's not like I'm a virgin or anything."
I was shocked. Her admission stabbed me in the heart. How could she possibly not be a virgin? How is it that she could she be so naive and ... Then I looked into her eyes. They were darting about and avoiding my stare. "Mary-Kate, you're not telling the truth, are you?"
"Unnnnc!" she whined, "Don't ruin it. Just say 'yes'."
"Mary-Kate, I ... I can't."
She harrumphed. Spinning around, she pushed her back against me and pulled my arms around her front. Then she role-played our two parts sarcastically, " 'Mary-Kate, I can't.' ... 'But I want you to.' ... 'I shouldn't be your first. It should be someone you really care about.' ... 'But I do really care about you.' ... 'Mary-Kate, this is serious.' ..."
I flung her back onto the mattress and leaned over her. "Mary-Kate, this is serious. You don't know what you're asking."
We stared into each other's eyes. Our pupils locked and then danced around, trying to look past each other's guard at some truth hiding deeper inside. Suddenly, she smiled widely in recognition. "You do want to make love to me, I can tell," she exclaimed. She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a big kiss. "Mmm, mmm, mmm. And your kiss doesn't lie, Unc. You're going to give into me eventually, and you know it!"
She gave me a teasing poke under my arm and caused me to flinch. "You want to give in to me, don't you?" Before I could retort, she bounced up and scooted off the bed. "Let's get cleaned up. I want this to be special. I'm going to shower first."
"Mary-Kate! Wait a minute!" I demanded, "This discussion isn't over. Come back and talk to me."
At the door, she curled around the jamb and peered back at me. "And no sneaking in on me when I'm in the shower," she said, "I want you to save yourself."
"Mary-Kate! Get back in here!"
She blew me an air kiss and walked down the hall. As I sat stunned on the side of the bed, I heard the shower turn on in the distance. What had I gotten myself into?
It must be some kind of karmic payback. I was being forced into a morally untenable situation because I had not been strong all week long. Fate was showing itself to be an unforgiving bitch.
Mary-Kate emerged from the bathroom and scurried down the hall into her room. I walked past her closed door on my way to the shower. I decided to clean up, at least, before confronting her. Besides, I had to think about what to say first.
Unfortunately, all my contemplation on the toilet, at the sink and in the shower brought me no insights. I wrapped a towel around my middle and shuffled dejectedly back to my room. What to do, what to do?
As I entered, I heard Mary-Kate's door open. I spun around and was stunned by the sight. Across the hall appeared a vision from a 1930s Hollywood film. Dressed in a floor-length, ivory-coloured, satin nightgown, she looked like Jean Harlow on her way to pour herself a martini before reclining again on her bedroom settee.
The gown must have been her mother's, but it fit Mary-Kate all too well. It was held up by two micro-straps below which the slinky material hung wetly on her body, curling smoothly over her curves and clinging shamelessly to her feminine details – her pouty breasts, her perky nipples, her tight midriff, her delicate hair tuft.
She entered the room unsteadily on white, high-heel sandals. Her make-up redone, she bit apprehensively on her painted lower lip and looked at me through unconfident eyes. She stood before me, vulnerable and unguarded.
When I didn't rebuff her immediately, she snuggled her head under my chin and wrapped her arms around my waist. Her hair smelled of lilacs.
I scanned down her soft, flawless back. The teeny straps of her gown crossed delicately over each other and reached down to just snag the hem of the sleek material, keeping it from plunging below her waist. A hint of ass cleavage peeked coyly over the hem.
I let my hands trace down her smooth back and onto her slippery cheeks. My rising erection pushed up against my towel and into her stomach, and I realized that I was succumbing to the situation.
Mary-Kate kissed my shoulder and then leaned back in my arms. She sighed and gazed up at me dreamily. I opened my mouth to speak but couldn't think of what to say. She took advantage of the hesitation to grab the sides of my head and pull my face down to hers. She gave me a long, slow kiss on the mouth and then whispered in my ear, "Make love to me."
I can't think of anything I wanted to hear more, and yet I was unable to move. Mary-Kate stared back at me softly, receptively, defencelessly, expectantly. She took my hands and slid them up the front of her body, over her doughy breasts, to her shoulders. I hooked the straps off her shoulders and let them slither down her arms, causing her gown to cascade onto the floor into a slick pile at her feet.
She grabbed my hand and led me to the bed, where she lay down on her side. She pulled at the flap of my towel until it unfurled off my waist and dropped to the floor. My hard-on sprang out stiffly in front of me.
Propping herself up on an elbow, she opened her mouth and closed her eyes. When I didn't move, she placed my hand behind her head. I needed no further encouragement. Aiming for her parted lips, I slid my shaft into her her warm, wet mouth, and then I exhaled appreciatively at the sensation.
I slid my hips back and then forward again. Her lips glided over my sensitive skin as she surrendered to my action. I slipped in and out repeatedly, each time penetrating further inside. In and out. In and out. I angled her head with my hand and began pushing it back and forth on my cock. In and out. In and out.
She leaned slowly back onto the bed, and I followed, pumping as we reclined. In and out. In and out. Her drool seeped along my shaft, over her lower lip and onto her chin. In and out. In and out. I straddled her chest with my knees and kept the rhythm going.
When her head settled into the pillow, she pressed on my hips to get me to stop and then guided me down her body until my hard-on loomed over her pussy. This was it. I paused to look down at the little scene. My cock pointed anxiously at what was to come next.
Mary-Kate closed her eyes and turned her head sideways on the pillow. She bit her lower lip and whispered, "Go ahead. I'm ready."
I swallowed ... I wasn't. I pressed my tip against her slick, wet lips. Well, maybe I was.
I slid forward. Her lips parted, and then her pussy tightened before I entered very far. I pulled back and then slid forward again. Her inner walls allowed me more access but then compressed around me. I felt like I was going to force some bone inside my penis through its outer skin. I had never experienced someone so tight before.
I withdrew and pressed forward again. This time, I encountered something taut. Mary-Kate whined and clutched my hips with her fingers.
On my next attempt, I hit the same barrier, but she pulled strenuously on my hips, and so I kept bearing down until I broke through. With a gasp and a moan, she whipped her arms around my back and hugged me tightly. I didn't dare move while she constricted my body.
Slowly, she released the tension of her hold, and I began to slide in and out again. My movements were tenuous at first, but soon, I heard her breathing more deeply and so I increased my strokes. Her soaked pussy allowed me to slide easily in and out, and her inner walls began to conform to my pumping.
She turned her head towards me. Her wide eyes looked filled with pleasure. I slid and slid and slid, and she pounced on my mouth. She bit down on my lower lip and almost drew blood, but then she pressed her head back on the pillow. "Oh gawd! Oh gawd! Oh gawd!" she moaned.
I took the hint and sped up. Slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, ... Her pussy gripped onto my shaft, and I knew that I would not last much longer. Slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, slide, ...
She tensed her neck muscles and furrowed her brow. I pummelled her hips into the mattress. She dug her fingernails into my ass cheeks and grunted. Suddenly, I let go, spewing her interior with spurt after spurt of cum. She grimaced and yelled, "Gaawwwdd!! Nnggghhh!! Oh gaawwwdd!!!" She squeezed her knees against my hips, and sharp pains shot up my sides. Then I collapsed on top of her, and she went limp.
I rolled over and flopped onto my back exhausted, but she snuggled up to my side and coaxed my arms to embrace her. We curled up together for some time. I felt the most exquisite peace.
Eventually, she murmured idly into my chest, "You brute."
She lifted her head to look at me. "You hurt me," she said, "You poked yourself into me and ripped me open. I didn't know you were going to do that."
I smiled at first and then had this sinking feeling that she wasn't kidding. I looked at her poker face and couldn't tell. "Oh my goodness!" I exclaimed. My face went cold. "Didn't you want ... I mean, I thought you ... You must have ..."
She broke out laughing. "Unc, you are so predictable," she declared, "I'm okay, but you did make a mess!" She reached down to her groin and raised two slimy fingers. She pushed them towards my mouth, and I shifted my head away to avoid them.
Undaunted, she straddled my chest and then reached down to her pussy and lubricated her fingers again. She moved her hand towards my mouth, and I had to shift my head from side to side to avoid being smeared. Finally, she succeeded in painting my cheeks and forehead and nose.
I growled and rolled her onto her back. "All right, you," I announced, pinning her shoulders to the mattress.
She giggled and wrapped her arms around my neck, pulling me down for a kiss. "You goof!" she said accusingly, "We could have had fun all week. Why did you have to fight it so much?"
I rolled onto my back and sighed. "Don't remind me. I don't feel bad about that; I feel bad about what we just did."
"What?" She rose on her elbow. "Didn't you like it?"
"Oh, I liked doing it. I just don't like that I did it."
She slapped my chest. "Well, you better change your attitude, mister. Cause we're going to do it three more times today."
I choked. "Mary-Kate! Your parents are coming home soon!"
"I know, but not until dinner. Anyway, that's why I only said three times."
I laughed. "Boy, it's a good thing we didn't start earlier in the week. I don't think I would have survived."
She crawled up on my chest and played her finger around my chin. "Yes you would have," she giggled, "I know CPR." We both laughed. "You know what I would have done if you hadn't been such a wuss all week?"
"I would have moved in here with you, so we could have done it five times a night."
I coughed. "I hate to burst your bubble, princess, but I don't think I could have done it five times a night even when I was your age, let alone now."
"Mmm," she mused and then kissed the base of my neck. "You might have surprised yourself." She kissed my upper chest. "I might have inspired you." She kissed the middle of my chest. "And it would have been fun trying." She kissed over to my left nipple and bit it playfully, and then she kissed over to my right one and sucked on it for a bit.
"You know what else I would have done?" She began to kiss down my side and stimulated my penis to come to life.
"What?" I replied distractedly.
She kissed towards my bellybutton. "I would have called up my friend, Tanya." She kissed down my abdomen. "And I would have asked her to stay over all week." She kissed down to my thigh, past my semi-firm cock, which scraped across her cheek as she descended. "You could have taught her things too." She touched her tongue to the base of my cock and licked up its side. "Like this." Then she licked all over one of my balls. "And this."
I squirmed in enjoyment. "Mmmm hmmm," I agreed.
She kissed my tip and dragged her lips over it. "You could have shown us both at the same time." She slurped the top part of my cock in and out of her mouth a few times. I sighed appreciatively.
She went down on my cock. "I think you're ready again."
She crawled up my body on her knees and angled my erection towards her pussy. She had trouble getting the right alignment and keeping her balance, but soon, she leaned forward on her hips and I entered her warm tunnel.
"Ohhh," she gasped, "That was easier." Then she shifted around to prepare to bounce on top of me. Placing a hand on my chest, she ... "Drrrringgg ..." The phone cut through me like a knife.
Mary-Kate leaned over and picked up the receiver, deftly keeping me inserted. "Hello?" she answered, "Hi Mommy!!"