-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My Sweet Young Niece My wife’s older sister, Cheryl, is a stunningly sexy woman. Cheryl and I had a sexual encounter the summer before this happened, but we had not spoken of it since. Cheryl has a beautiful young daughter, Christine, who was 16 years old at the time this happened. Christine’s real father was a loser who had been out of the picture since she was a baby, so she grew up without a father. I have known Christine since she was a very young girl of about 7 (I was 22 when I married her aunt), and I have always been her favorite uncle. I guess I was the cool uncle with the Harley and the tattoos that listened to rock and roll or something. Anyway, we were always close – she would hang around me and ask for rides on my bike. She would talk to me about her school and her friends and she loved to sit behind me and rub my neck and shoulders. Like I said, we were extremely close, but not a father/daughter thing. I always thought we were more like big brother and little sister than anything else. Christine grew from a cute little girl into a beautiful teenager. It was clear that she had her mother’s genes. By the time she reached 16, she had long, silky dark brown hair, a creamy complexion, beautiful brown eyes and a sensuous mouth with full pouty lips. She stood 5’4” tall with a slender figure and the most luscious pear-shaped ass. She was really taking after her mother in the breast area, too. Her mother, as I have told you before, has the most incredible pair of 38DD tits that I have ever seen – they hardly even need bra support. Well, Christine was well on her way. At 16, she already had a very full C cup rack and being shorter and more slender than her mother, they actually looked bigger on her. Believe me, I couldn’t help but notice how she was growing up, even though I tried like hell to keep those thoughts out of my mind. I have to confess, however, that once in awhile the thought of that sweet, young body would invade my masturbation fantasies and I would jack off furiously thinking about those ripe young breasts and that luscious ass, only imagining what her sweet, tight pussy would taste and feel like. The summer after Christine turned 16, my wife’s aunt was hosting a family reunion for their family. My wife said we had to attend, even though I had to miss a run to do so – I wasn’t happy. The reunion was at her aunt’s place, which was located on the outskirts of town. Her property was about five acres in size and surrounded by woods. There were probably about 50-60 people there at the peak and there was BBQ and kegs of beer as well as a whole lot of other liquor flowing, too. Both Cheryl and Christine were there. The party had been going on all day and the sun had long since gone down. I was really buzzed and tired of the family shit so I decided to escape all the noise and confusion and try to get a little peace and solitude – go smoke a joint and relax a little. Toward the back of her property, my wife’s aunt had a large garage and storage facility and behind that was a tool shed/workshop that was somewhat smaller than a single-car garage. The partygoers were all getting pretty drunk and were all either in the house at this point or hanging out at picnic tables that had been set up beside it. I walked out into the relative darkness and headed back between the two buildings. I lit up a joint of some excellent weed I had with me and had just taken my first big hit. “Uncle Roger? Whatcha doin’?” My niece, Christine, came walking in between the two buildings. Actually, I should say that she came staggering in between the two buildings. It was clear that she had been into more than just a little beer tonight and she was obviously pretty fucked up. I couldn’t help but register just how fucking hot she looked in the dim light. She was wearing a short little Harley-Davidson crop top that showed off her flat stomach. Her tits looked amazing in that tight little shirt and I figured she had to be wearing a push-up bra. She was wearing tight, low-rise blue jeans and sandals and looked just sexy as hell, although I quickly tried to push those thoughts out of my mind. “Is that a joint you’re smoking?” Although we had never discussed getting high or anything I figured, what the hell, and said, “Yep, you want some?” She staggered over to me, threw both arms around my waist from the side and reached out with her lips puckered. I put my left arm around her back, kind of hugging her, and offered her the joint with the other hand. She drew in, like she knew what she was doing, but then let out a big cough and started laughing. I rubbed her back a little and she hugged me harder, pressing her entire body length against my side, kind of straddling my left leg, with those big, soft tits mashed against my left ribcage. We stayed in this position until the joint was finished, with me rubbing her back gently and her hugging me and kind of rubbing my stomach. When the joint was finished, I tossed it away and kind of expected us to break our hold, but she didn’t move and I admit that I didn’t really want to, either. I was still gently rubbing her back and slowly became more and more aware of the fact that I had my arm around this beautiful young girl with her full, soft breasts pressed hard against my body. Almost without my knowing it, my cock had become hard as a rock. The combination of pot, booze and now lust got the best of me and, with my heart pounding in my chest; I let my hand drift lower until I was caressing her firm, young ass very softly. When there was no reaction from her, I cupped her right ass cheek and gave it a gentle squeeze. I wasn’t sure, but I could have sworn she pushed her hips forward, pressing her crotch harder against my leg in response. Was this an opening and did I really want it? After continuing to feel up her ass very softly for a little longer with no apparent resistance, I rubbed my hand up her back again and let it drift around to her side until I was touching the side of her left breast with my fingertips. I continued to caress her ribcage with my hand circling onto the side of her breast, gently pressing into that incredible soft fullness just a little more each time. My cock was rock hard as I softly felt up the side of my niece’s big tit like that. I was losing my mind – I couldn’t stop myself from copping these feels of my niece’s tit and I wanted so much to do more, yet I thought I didn’t dare to just grab one. I was stuck, or so I thought. As I continued making these circular motions, she turned her body very subtly so that at the end of the next circle, my hand landed fully on her huge, soft breast. I left it right there and gave her big tit a firm squeeze. “Mmm, that feels nice, Uncle Roger,” she whispered. “Yeah, it does,” I responded, not quite knowing what to do next. I slid my left hand down her back to her ass again and with my right hand turned her toward me. Touching her chin softly, I tilted that beautiful face up to me and looked into her eyes. She had a look like a young doe caught in the headlights – not sure if what she wanted was okay - looking a little scared, yet lustful at the same time. I bent my face to hers and kissed her softly, but deeply. She kissed me back, her small tongue eagerly exploring my mouth. I lowered my hand to her chest and placed it on one of her full, young breasts, squeezing gently, compressing the soft tit flesh through her shirt and bra. At the same time, I was squeezing and rubbing her ass, going back and forth between the cheeks. As I fondled her breasts back and forth with one hand, I let the other hand slide down between her cheeks and started gently massaging between her legs from behind. My cock was as hard as it could possibly be and I knew I wanted more, but I was getting nervous about how far to go and how much she would let me do. I was also nervous about getting caught with my hand on my 16 year-old niece’s tits. I broke off our kiss and took her by the hand – I had to at least fondle that beautiful young body some more if she would let me. I started to lead her toward the tool shed. “Where are we going, Uncle Roger?” “Let’s go in the shed here where nobody can see us. I just want to touch you a little more if you’ll let me. Is that okay - do you want me to?” “Yeah, I do. It felt really good when you were rubbing me, especially down there.” We went into the shed and there was just enough light spilling through a small window from the big lights set up next to the house that we could see each other. I pulled her toward me, put my arms around her and kissed her again. As the kiss became more passionate, I pushed her back against the work bench, rubbed my hands up her sides and leaned her back against the table. I let my hands travel up fully onto both of her big, soft tits. I rubbed them gently and squeezed them together. They felt amazing. “Christine, can I pull up your shirt just a little? Is that okay?” She didn’t answer so I pulled her little crop top up over her big tits. I took both of those big soft breasts in my hands and continued feeling her up, squeezing and rubbing those big mounds of tit flesh through her bra. She was breathing hard and leaning back with her eyes closed. “Can I undo your bra and look at them? I really want to see you topless, baby.” She looked up at me and reached behind her, nervously unfastening the flimsy little bra herself. I stepped back a little as she pulled her bra up over her tits, exposing them to me in all their glory. They were incredible! They were full and firm and it didn’t appear that she even needed a bra, even though she was a very full C cup (what I thought was a push-up was actual...
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