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

Each Weekly Visit -- Chapter II: Promises, Promises

... clitoris in the heart of each compression. I knew she was getting close. “Yes... Yes...! Keep touching them...!” It would certainly not be long for her now. The sixteen-year-old with whom I shared this night was feeling her passion and pleasure deepen and overwhelm her. Aiming to amplify the dramatic moment, I leaned up and took my niece’s breasts into my mouth. First I stimulated one areola with my tongue, dancing round and round her protruding nipple with my tongue and sucking gently with my lips. Then, I repeated the process on the other. “MMMM! OHHH...!” croaked my niece, finding it difficult to breathe out. “Yes...Uncle Rob...YES!!!” She started to tremble, forcing our bodies together with what felt like enough pressure to make a diamond. She grabbed onto me, holding my head tightly as she endlessly ground her body together with mine. “OHHH!!! YES!!! AHHH...! AHHH! NNGH!!!” Madison shook violently as her breathing stopped, letting the climax take hold of her. I kept rubbing my hands up and down her body, trying desperately to keep the orgasm erupting in her as long as possible. A moment later, she exhaled, feeling her body relax from the high it had just experienced. I laid back down, holding my beautiful, precious niece close. She rested on top of me. I knew one thing for sure: Madison was spent. “Oh, Uncle Rob...” she moaned into my shoulder. I brought a hand up and stroked her smooth hair. “Yes, Madison?” I asked her, still holding her tenderly. My niece took a slow ...

... breath in, then sighed, “I love you.” I gave her a squeeze of pure affection. “I love you, too.” A moment later, she rolled off me and laid beside me against the wall. Her hand fell on my chest, then wandered down my body to where my still-erect manhood stood searching for attention. “Your turn,” she offered in a whisper. Using the slick juice that had leaked from her feminine cove a moment earlier, Madison started to rub my aching penis. Her touch was exquisite. She leaned up, resting her head on her other hand, watching my reaction to her every stroke. My niece’s hand travelled the length of my sexual club, stimulating my every reckless pleasure. As the lubricant began to dry, she reached over to the nightstand. I chuckled, seeing she had previously brought in my bottle of hand lotion. “Figured I’d get everything ready I could while you were in the bathroom,” she snickered as she spread a wad of hand lotion over my turgid spear. “Oh, Madison...” I moaned, basking in her arousing touch. “Ohhh...thank you...” “What?” she asked with a slight giggle. “Did you think you weren’t going to be satisfied tonight?” She kept watching me, enjoying the involuntary twitches and clenches I succumbed to. She giggled every time my muscles clenched. “What...?” I groaned out. My beautiful niece shrugged. “Nothing,” she whispered. “I just like seeing you in pleasure. It makes me happy.” As my breathing deepened, Madison’s efforts hastened. She started gripping more and more tightly. Under the ...