Seven Nieces - Sex Stories

Seven Nieces

... into her, and we both moaned. &#034You feel fantastic.&#034 We fucked for a long time, or perhaps we made love. I was surprised and delighted when she reached down and touched her clit as we fucked. I could feel her pussy muscles moving as she orgasmed around my cock, getting herself off with me inside her. A few minutes later, I joined her. &#034Did you really want seven c***dren, or was that Eric's idea?&#034 I asked as we lay together afterwards. &#034I love being a mother, I love all my c***dren. But I probably would have stopped at fewer. He wants a son, you know. He might leave me, if the next one is a girl again.&#034 She made a face. &#034I think part of me actually wants that to happen.&#034 twenty (20) A lot of things happened in the next year. I graduated from high school, got a real job and my own apartment. Zanah gave birth to her next baby, and sure enough it was a girl. It was two months before we heard the news that Eric had moved out. Zanah was well-provided for in the divorce that followed, she kept the house and the housekeeper, but it was still a difficult time. She leaned on her mom for emotional support, and oddly enough, my mom too. I guess women can be brought together by a man behaving badly. It was a month after the divorce when I went by her house to visit and see my nieces. As I spent some hours of playing with them and cooking dinner and hanging out, Zanah spent most of her time checking on the three youngest, toddler Elena, baby Felicia, and ...

... newborn Gina. She nursed them casually. After I had cleaned up and done the dishes, we put the girls to sl**p one by one. We found ourselves sitting in the living room afterwards, talking. &#034Thank you so much for coming over, Greg.&#034 Her eyes sparkled. &#034It means a lot to me for you to spend time with us. The girls love having you here.&#034 There was a long pause, as our eyes met, with much unspoken. &#034I know it's not your birthday, but would you...&#034 she began, then stopped nervously. I stared at her, and my subconscious brain must have responded. My cock stirred in my pants. &#034Yes I would like to.&#034 I said. &#034But we should think about this first.&#034 &#034I know.&#034 She paused. &#034I've been thinking about it a lot already. It wouldn't be smart for us to get too attached, because we'd always have to keep it secret.&#034 &#034Yeah, exactly. You know I want you, and I can tell you want me, and now that I have my own place and your husband is gone, there's a danger we could see a lot of each other, and raise suspicions.&#034 She sighed. &#034Yes. So what do we do?&#034 I thought about it. &#034Maybe we could just get together, sometimes? Like, once a month?&#034 &#034OK.&#034 she said quickly. &#034I might survive that, if I only get fucked once a month. But I can suck you off pretty quick, we could do that any time you happen to be over?&#034 I smiled. &#034I don't know how I could possibly say no to that.&#034 &#034Good. There's one other thing I ...