Seven Nieces - Sex Stories

Seven Nieces

... wrong.&#034 &#034I'm not a p*******e.&#034 I managed to say. &#034Me neither. But my two oldest aren't little c***dren anymore. They're developing physically, their bodies are capable of sexual pleasure. Ally's a teenage, soon the rest will be, and they'll probably be fumbling around with inexperienced boys. Now is a good time for them to learn about sex in a safe way, before they get into trouble.&#034 I sighed. &#034You make it sound so rational.&#034 &#034It is rational.&#034 She kissed me, and I wanted to believe her. &#034What about the fact that you're doing stuff with girls? I never thought you were bisexual.&#034 Zanah laughed softly. &#034No, I'm not a lesbian, I don't even think of it that way. You know, when you love someone, like I love you or I love my girls, it doesn't really matter.&#034 She kissed me again. &#034I want you to be there with us, the next time. Will you do that?&#034 &#034It's crazy, but I guess so. Yes.&#034 &#034Good. Now don't get too comfortable, it's time for you to get dressed and go home. No sl**ping over, or someone might get the wrong idea about how much time you spent at your s****r's house.&#034 Our first time was around a month later, on a weekend, when the circumstances came together. The younger girls were all accounted for, at friends houses or activities. I was at Zanah's house, keeping an eye on Beth who was playing in the living room. Ally came running up to me. &#034Uncle Greg ...&#034 she began. She went quiet, and stared ...

... at me, and then burst into giggles and fled from the room. &#034Oh!&#034 said Beth, as if suddenly remembering something, and she scampered from the room as well. Zanah appeared at the hallway door. &#034Come upstairs, little b*****r, if you're ready.&#034 Then she turned and walked up. I knew what was happening. One last chance to wrestle with my conscience. I tried to see what I was about to do, the way society would, as m*****ation, as abuse. Then I remembered back to Zanah teaching me, when I was 12. It sure didn't seem like abuse. I loved her for it. I sighed and went up the stairs. My cock was already getting hard. I followed the quiet noises down to the older girl's room, stepping through the half-open doorway. On the bed, Zanah was topless, and Ally was too. They sat with their arms around each other, gently kissing. Beth sat watching them, with her clothes still on. &#034Uncle Greg!&#034 said Beth excitedly. &#034Are you going to play with us?&#034 &#034Only if you want me to.&#034 I replied cautiously, approaching them. &#034I want you to!&#034 said Ally, breaking the kiss with her mother. &#034Mom said you might want to play with us and I told her it would be cool.&#034 &#034And what sorts of things do you do when you play?&#034 I asked, sitting down the bed with them. &#034Mom makes us orgasm.&#034 said Ally, clearly proud to be using an adult word. &#034And we practice doing stuff like we'd do with a boy, only with each other. But now that you're here, we can ...