Seven Nieces - Sex Stories

Seven Nieces

... low bed, her legs parted, one hand holding her belly. My hips were at the right level, and for the first time I opened my own pants and helped point my cock, already hard, into her mouth. It was barely 30 seconds before I lost it. Now I knew my cock was ejaculating, and I realized it was going into her mouth and she was swallowing. The idea was new and strange. &#034That was so quick.&#034 she said, almost laughing. &#034Yeah. I didn't get to kiss you.&#034 &#034Well we can't have that. Come down here.&#034 I knelt in front of her and our mouths met. Her arms went around me, pulling me to her, and for the first time I dared to put my arms around her as well. She was wearing a very loose dress. Kissing was delicious fun, with my orgasm still buzzing in my head. With the feeling of her soft breasts pressed against me through our clothes, I don't think I even got soft. I dared to put my hands on her chest. &#034Oh, are you interested in my tits?&#034 she asked smiling. Without waiting for an answer, she tugged at one shoulder of her dress, fiddled with the nursing bra under it, and her breasts came into view. I was almost breathless; they were magnificent, an adolescent boy's dream. Abundant soft white flesh, bright red large nipples. I touched, I kissed, and even dared to suck on her nipples. There was a gentle taste of her milk. She looked down between us. &#034You're still really hard, aren't you?&#034 She got a twinkle in her eyes. &#034Do you want me to suck you ...

... again?&#034 &#034Yes... please.&#034 I stood back up, my cock bobbing in front of her face. To my surprise, she took it in her hand and stroked it, which felt great. &#034Do you masturbate?&#034 she asked. I figured it was OK for me to admit doing it, since she was doing it as we spoke. &#034Yeah.&#034 Still stopped stroking, taking me in her mouth and sucking for a minute, then pulled back. &#034Show me.&#034 I held my own cock and stroked it. Still a skinny cock at that age, but the head so sensitive. She stared as I stroked, just inches from her face. She gently touched my balls, holding them briefly, the warmth of her hand felt wonderful. &#034Don't make a mess.&#034 she said. &#034Be sure to do it in my mouth.&#034 I nodded, stroking faster, so close. She opened her mouth as I gasped, her lips locking down and making a seal on the head of my cock. I held stroking the shaft as I felt her sucking hard, masturbating myself straight into her mouth. When it was over, she kissed me a couple more times as she readjusted her bra and dress, then with a smile she was gone. fifteen (15) Zanah's third baby was born, a girl she named Claire. There was surprised talk in the f****y about how she now had three girls, and rumor was that her husband was hoping for a boy. Later that year, she was pregnant again. I developed as a teenager. I got a skateboard, new friends, new music. I masturbated plenty. I was far too shy to ask a girl to go out with me, but I sure thought about it a lot. On my 15th ...