Each Weekly Visit -- Chapter II: Promises, Promises - Sex Stories

Each Weekly Visit -- Chapter II: Promises, Promises

... answered, tilting her head. Our lips met once again. The kiss we shared was charged with wanton, forbidden emotion. Yet, that unexpected harmony rang clear and the rare, exotic passion we shared blazed between us with ferocious heat. Madison reached up and held my head in place, willing us both to indulge in another taste of the love we shared. “I know...” she repeated as our kiss slowly ended, “but I want to. I know you want to, too.” “Yeah...I do...” I agreed. There were so many things to consider, so many consequences. “But, don’t you remember your promise...?” I tried to remind her. It was futile for me to try and remind her. I had succumbed. Promise or no promise, the magnificent feeling of her breasts in my hands was something I didn’t want to have torn away from me now. “Of course I do,” admitted Madison, sighing again as I caressed her beautiful, round chest. She then replied with just the words I wanted to hear, the exact response to make all my concerns disappear. “I just don’t care.” She sighed again, enjoying my hands knead her feminine curves. “I want you to touch me, Uncle Rob. I love it when you do.” “Mm...Madison...” I groaned in my throat upon hearing her response. Slowly, I planted kiss after kiss across the top of her back. Meanwhile, my hands kept rubbing her wonderful teenage breasts. I could hear her breathing deepen and slow as her innermost desires awakened and demanded attention. Peeling off her dress, my niece stood there in only a pair of black, ...

... lacy panties. With nothing to inhibit me, I clutched Madison close with one arm around her sixteen-year-old body, hand planted firmly on one breast, while the other travelled down her abdomen, exploring her young skin all the way to the thin underwear. My fingers crawled over the sheer fabric and touched her womanly flower through it as I had several weeks previously. The sweet caress was openly welcomed. Madison shuddered, feeling my touch stoking her inner fire. “Hmmm... Mmmm...” she hummed softly as I helped her to stand. “Oh...Uncle Rob... I love your touch so much...” After another deep breath, my gorgeous young niece sighed, “I love you, Uncle Rob...” “And I love you, Madison...” I answered quietly in her ear, rubbing her sacred flower a little more firmly. Wanting more than what standing together offered, I switched the positions of my arms and hoisted my sixteen-year-old niece into my arms. I carried her to the bed, and laid her down gently, kneeling on the floor beside her. My worries gone, I decided to take control of our loving embrace. Brushing the hair from Madison’s face, I leaned in towards her face and kissed her again. Our deep affection for one another felt so natural, so effortless. After all we’d experienced together, we were both comfortable taking this to the next level. I knew innately that society would frown on us, but in this moment, society wasn’t here. It was just us. There was just our love. I moved with my lips over Madison’s jaw and down her neck, ...