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 Caution: Adults Only!  This story contains explicit sexual wording and
situations.  It is a story completely from my imagination and is meant for
enjoyment by adults only.
Here's a little story that I've been putting together for some time now
about how the feelings of a pre-teen for her aged uncle changes his life

forever.  All names and characters are fictitious.

   Second Wind by Dentree

   This is a little story about how a phone call from a distant relative
changed an old man's life.  I am that old man.  My name is James Renfrow,
Jim for short, and I was in my late seventies, looking forward to hitting
the big eight-oh in the not too distant future.

   I live alone, as I have since my wife Sue passed away at the age of
sixty-four, almost fifteen years ago.  Sue was a year older than I and we
had been married for more than forty years when a sudden heart attack took
her from me.  I came home from work to find her on the kitchen floor.  When
I felt her, she was already cold so she had been dead for several hours.

   Of course the police and coroner came and we went through the
questioning process.  An autopsy was required, I suppose to make sure I
didn't poison her, but proved that she had an unknown heart problem that
suddenly hit her and she had mercifully died quite suddenly.  There was
even a pot of water on the stove that had boiled dry, fortunately without
starting a fire.  For me, I felt that my world had ended and I really had
no will to continue my life; however, evidently my body was still healthy
and whether I wanted to or not, I was to continue living even if the love
of my life was not there.

   We had raised three children, a boy and two girls, all having married
and raising their families.  All of our kids stayed in in the area where we
lived as we raised them, but Sue and I had moved to a city out west where I
accepted a better position.  We had purchased a nice home on the outskirts
of town, not a farm, but an area that allowed large lots.  Sue had loved to
work with her flower gardens and I would use my ride-on lawn mower to keep
the grass looking good.  After my wife died, I had little interest in
keeping the yard as pretty.  I did keep the grass mowed, but the flower
beds were ignored with only the perennials still remaining.

   I continued to work, not because I needed to because Sue's life
insurance was more than enough to live on, but primarily just to have
something to do.  However, by the time I reached seventy, I no longer
wanted the hassle of driving to work each day and trying to keep up with
the hustle bustle of everyday life.  After retiring, I just took it easy.
By now the city had grown out to our area and many more homes were built
around us, but those of us with the large lots were the envy of all the
newcomers.  The big thing of my life was to take my long walks around the
old neighborhood, but otherwise I usually fooled around with my hobbies of
coin collecting or writing stories on my computer.

   Back to the phone call.  It was late May when I answered the phone to
hear the voice of a distant relative, actually the sister of my son's wife.
I had met her and her family, husband and small son, some years ago when
they had been making a motor tour of the country.  I found out that they
loved to travel and sight see and our city just happened to be on their
route.  They called to let me know they were in town and would like to meet
me.  I joined them for dinner at the hotel where they were staying and then
had them stop by the house the following day before they continued on their
way.  I hadn't had any contact with them since.

   After she had let me know who she was she said, "Jim, the reason I'm
calling is because I have an emergency and don't know who else I can ask
for help."

   I wondered, 'Emergency?  How can I be of help?  Probably needs money!'

   I said, "Well, what is it you need?"

   She went into a long story about how they had been planning to take a
long tour around the world.  Their son was living on his own now, but they
had a young daughter that was to be cared by one of her relatives. 
However, the relative had suddenly gotten very sick and had to back out and
she had been unable to find anybody that could do it for her.

   "Would it be a great inconvenience for you to have her stay there for
the summer?"

   'Me?  Take care of a little girl?  No way!' I thought.  I was trying to
think of a reasonable excuse to give her.

   "I really don't think she would be very happy staying here with an old
man.  I don't even know anyone that has kids her age.  How old is she?"

   "She's nine going on ten.  But she is very capable of taking care of
herself.  She is a good girl and I know she would be no trouble for you."
And then she started to cry!  "Oh, I didn't know who else to call. 
(Between sobs) Everyone that I tried just couldn't do it on such short
notice.  (More sobs) We are scheduled to leave next week and I'm not even
sure we could get our money back if we have to cancel.  (Even more sobs)
"Please?"

   Maybe I'm a sucker for a crying girl.  I am still in wonder of why I
said it, but I said, "Well, okay.  I guess we can try it."

   How fast the crying turned into joy!  "Oh, you're wonderful.  We'll put
her on a flight out there next Friday.  We are scheduled to leave on
Saturday and will return on the first of September.  I love you so much and
I know you will just love her."

   "Okay.  But what's her name?  I've never met her you know."

   "Oh that's right.  She was born after we were on that trip out west. 
She is Jolene.  We call her Joly."

   I was more than a little scared of what I had just agreed to.  It wasn't
that I didn't like youngsters, but it was a long time ago that I was a
father to a young one.  Now I was going to be one for three months.  How
was I going to handle that?  I had all these weird thoughts of how a man
old enough to be her grandfather was going to assume the role of her
father. Heck, I hardly knew either of her parents so this was going to be
hard for both of us.  I was determined to try, but definitely I was not
looking forward to it.

   Friday I was at the terminal as the plane docked and loads of people
exploded into the waiting area.  I hadn't seen a little girl by herself yet
and was beginning to wonder if she didn't make the flight.  Then I spotted
one of the hostesses come walking in holding the hand of a cute young girl
that I just knew had to be Joly.

   "Mr.  Renfrow?" the nice looking hostess asked when I moved over to
them.

   "Yes, you have the right guy.  Is this my new house guest?"

   "Oh, you are so lucky to have such a nice visitor.  We have been having
a nice conversation on our flight, haven't we?" she asked, looking down at
Joly.

   "Yes, I'm glad I had someone to talk to."

   Frankly, I was smitten with the hostess and wished that she would be my
house guest instead of a young kid!  'What the Hell are you thinking?' I
wondered.  'You're too old to even have thoughts like that!'

   I thanked her and we walked together until Joly and I had to break off
to go to the baggage area.  Joly only had one bag (for which I was
thankful!) and we caught the shuttle to the parking area.  We made a quiet
trip home, me asking questions about her trip, what did she think about
coming all the way out here for the summer, etc.  Joly wasn't very
talkative, just answered in as few words as she could.  I sensed that she
was not all that happy to be here and I probably gave her the same feeling.
For sure we were not getting off on the right foot.

   I had cleaned out the spare bedroom and I put her bag on the bed so she
could put her things away.  It was about two in the afternoon, but four
o'clock by her time.  I asked if she wanted something to eat, but she told
me that they had given her a sandwich and chips on the flight and that she
wasn't hungry.  After giving her a quick tour of the house and telling her
to make herself at home we just settled down in the living room to watch
whatever was on TV.

   The first two weeks went by and, even though I tried hard, we just
weren't making a good connection.  I finally blamed it on the huge age
difference.  She was "cool" and I wasn't!  I tried different approaches,
but nothing seemed to crack the shell she had around herself.  I was ready
to just throw in the towel and say that this was going to be a looong three
months!  I came up with an idea though.

   "Joly, is there anything we can do to make your room more comfortable?"

   "No Uncle Jim, my room is fine."

   "You know, I was thinking that your room looks kinda dull.  How about if
I painted it a different color?"

   "Are you sure?"

   "Sure.  What color would you like?"

   "My room at home is pink.  Would it be alright if we made it pink?"

   "Hey, that's a good idea.  Tomorrow I'll get the paint and stuff and
we'll make your room a bright pink."

   The next day she joined me to pick out the right shade of pink.  I
didn't realize it, but they had at least a dozen shades of pink.  Joly
picked out one that had a slight rose shade to it and I knew it would look
nice in the room.  Especially if you were into pink!

   "Tomorrow we'll wake up early and I should be able to finish it in one
day."

   The following day I had my tarp spread out over the floor in the crowded
room with all the furniture pushed away from the walls so that I could
quickly roll on the paint.  Everything was going well and the new paint was
making the room look nice.  That's when Joly came to get something from her
desk.

   "Joly, be careful where you step.  Things are in a mess right now," I
said.

   "Okay, I just need something; I'll be only a min...ooow!" as her feet
tangled in the tarp and she suddenly sat down hard.  The worst part was
that she sat down right in my pan of paint where I filled my roller!  It
splashed out all over the place, but seemed to be more attracted to me. 
The splash wet me down from my waist to my feet and, of course, poor little
Joly was just covered with pink paint.

   She looked up at me, her eyes so huge, and then started to cry saying,
"Ohhh Uncle Jim, I didn't mean to do that.  I'm sorry..."

   After my initial shock, I started to laugh, which just made her cry
harder.  "Don't cry sweetie.  I know you didn't mean to.  Besides, you look
good in pink."

   "Uncle!" she sniffled as she looked at the mess she made.  "It's not
funny.  I'm full of paint and so are you."

   I couldn't help myself; I just continued to giggle as I put down my
roller and helped her get up.  Paint was running out of her shorts and down
her legs.  I said, "If you were smaller, I could use you to paint the wall
instead of the roller!"

   "Uncle!  It's not funny!  How am I going to get this off?"

   "Well, my dear, I think we both need to get in the shower right now
before it starts to dry."

   I used one of my cloths to wipe off her legs and feet and did the same
for myself.  I didn't want to track paint all the way to the bathroom.  I
decided that I needed to pick her up and carry her as I went to the larger
shower in my bedroom.  We stood in the shower as we waited for the water to
warm up enough.

   "Sweetie, I hope you don't care, but we need to get these clothes off
right away, okay?"

   "Both of us?"

   "Well, yeah.  We're both full of paint and we need to wash it off before
it dries.

   "Uh...I guess.  I've never taken a bath with anyone else."

   "I know Hon, and I haven't for a long time either, but I think we just
have to do it.  I promise not to bite."

   Joly giggled and asked, "You took showers with someone?"

   "Yes, when your Aunt Sue and I were young, we often showered together.
'Course we fooled around a bit at the same time." Maybe I shouldn't have
added that, but it came out automatically.

   Joly blushed a little as she pondered just what those words meant.  I
already had my shirt off and my shorts and underwear were going down my
legs.  I tried to keep from looking at her, but I could see out the corner
of my eye that her eyes were staring hard at my genitals.

   "I'm guessing you've never seen a naked man, right?"

   Joly's head popped up to look at me as she answered, "N..n..no!"

   "You've probably never had the mother-daughter "Birds and Bees"
discussion either, right?"

   "Birds and Bees?  What's that mean?"

   "Go ahead and take your clothes off and I'll tell you what it means,
okay?"

   I was suddenly in uncharted territory - I never had to tell my daughters
about the difference between boys and girls, but I had to some extent with
my son.  I know how boys learn fast, usually much earlier than their
parents would dare believe.  Boys start discussing sex at a very young age
and most often they have older brothers that talk and show them pictures of
nude girls long before they are even ready to think about sex.  I was once
a boy (a long time ago!) so I knew.

   Joly now had her clothes off and I rinsed them off under the shower.  I
handed her the soap and she started bathing her face and upper body while I
soaped myself.  Most of my paint was from my waist down so I foamed up the
hair around my cock and balls and down my legs.  Joly couldn't keep her
eyes off my dangling cock and I could almost hear the gears grinding in her
head while she tried to digest this new information.

   "Sweetie, turn around so I can wash your butt; that's where most of your
paint is."

   I kneeled down as I soaped her back and the cheeks of her ass.  Such
beautiful little cheeks, I thought.  How tight and firm, so nice to be
young.  I hadn't touched, Hell, I hadn't seen such a beautiful and young
figure of a girl for so many years.  I decided that I wanted to take my
time because I may never have such a chance again!  When my fingers went
into the butt crack and I felt her little rosebud, the feelings went from
my hand to my brain and then to my cock!  I couldn't believe what was
happening - I was getting a hard-on!

   I can't do that!  Think about something else - anything but how cute
your little niece looks, how nice her butt feels!  The feelings wouldn't
stop and the blood kept flowing to my prick no matter how hard I tried not
to think about her naked body, that beautiful naked body!  How could I stop
thinking about it?  By now my hand was soaping between her legs all the way
to the front where I could feel her pussy lips.  Joly seemed to be enjoying
it as well because she had actually spread her legs a little.  I tried to
keep my fingers out of her little slit, but my hand was so big and her
pussy so small, my fingers always slipped right into that crack and I
noticed that I could even feel her little clit start to stand out.

   "Oooh Uncle.  Should you be touching me there?"

   "Am I hurting you?"

   "Uh..no..but I don't think it's right."

   "I'm sorry, but I want to be sure you have all that paint out of your
special places.  That paint could cause sores and blisters and we sure
don't want that."

   "Oh, okay.  I just never had anyone touch me like that."

   "Honey, I know, and I wouldn't be touching you like this if you weren't
full of that paint.  Touching you like this makes me feel funny, too.  It
does things to my body as well."

   "What do you mean?"

   I stood up and turned her around to look at me.  My hard cock was
standing out straight from my body and the head was against her body.

   "What's that?  Why did it do that?"

   "That's part of the "Birds and Bees" thing I was talking about, how a
boy's body reacts to a girl's body, especially when we touch each other
like we're doing."

   "Can I touch it?"

   "Of course you can, it won't hurt you.  Besides, it feels good to me."

   "It makes you feel good if I touch it?" she asked as she gingerly
touched her finger to the bright red head.  Naturally, my cock jumped with
her first touch and Joly quickly pulled her hand back.

   I laughed and said, "Don't worry sugar, you just surprised him."

   Joly looked up at me and said that it surprised her too.

   With a giggle I said, "Believe me, he enjoys being touched and if he
twitches a little, that means he likes it.  Even better, he likes to be
held."

   "Is it okay if I hold it?"

   I nodded my head up and down and had to giggle a bit as I looked at the
wonder in her face as she wrapped her fingers around my hot organ.  I
hadn't really noticed, but her little breasts were just showing the early
signs of actually becoming breasts, just little bumps with cute little
nipples standing out.  For some reason my hand reached out to rub her, to
feel a nipple and to slightly squeeze it between my finger and thumb. 
Joly's body gave a little shiver as I did this.

   "This...what do you call it?...feels so warm.  It's hard, but at the
same time soft.  Why did it get so big and hard?"

   "Sweetie, let me finish getting all the paint off your legs and then I
will try to answer all your questions.  What's happening here is as much a
surprise to me as it is to you."

   I kneeled back down and continued washing her, running my hands down to
her feet and back up all the way to her hips and crotch.  I knew I didn't
have to touch her there, but I just couldn't help myself.  The feel of her
little pussy was so tantalizing plus, since now I was in front of her, I
could see what I was touching.  I couldn't remember feeling such erotic
sensations, yet at the same time, I was telling myself that what I was
doing was absolutely wrong.  I might as well have been talking to a tree
stump, my hands kept going back to that wonderful spot.  Every time I felt
her hairless pussy, it seemed like another pint of blood went to my cock!

   Reluctantly for me, we finished our bath, dried off and, with towels
around us, went in to my bedroom.  I sat down on the bed, my cock still at
attention, and held Joly by her hips in front of me.

   "Do you feel okay now?" I asked.

   "Yeah, guess so.  I'm sorry I made such a mess of your painting."

   "Know what?  I'm not!"

   "Why?"

   "Cause it has given us a chance to get to know each other so much better
and it has given us a reason to talk about our personal lives.  I would
never have guessed that I would be seeing you like this, much less touching
you like I did.  You've made my body come awake; more than it has for a
long time."

   "I did that?  How?"

   I gave a little giggle and said, "Hon, when your Aunt Sue was young, not
as young as you, but not that much older either, she loved to have sex.  We
used to make love like rabbits, any chance we had, and we pretty much kept
it up until the end.  After she died, I have only been with a couple of
other women and I thought my sex drive had died.  Believe me, you were no
more surprised to see my cock come alive than I was."

   "Cock?  Why do you call it a cock?"

   "Hon, there are a lot of names for that thing.  The proper name for it
is penis, but usually only books and doctors use that term.  When I was a
kid your age we called them peters, but I haven't heard that term for a
long time.  Now they call them dicks, pricks, cocks, dongs, hammers, and
probably other terms I haven't even heard.  Those are slang terms and
aren't used out in public.  Most people would call them nasty.  I'm sure
girls have their own names for them too."

   "Why does it have those things hanging down underneath it?"

   "Again, the proper name is testicles, but the slang terms are balls,
nuts, gonads, family jewels, and probably more.  I'll explain what their
purpose is after we go through a discussion on sex, okay?"

   "Can I sit down?"

   "Oh, sure.  Guess I just enjoy looking at you too much."

   "Uncle Jim, I think I'm going to like my stay here with you."

   "Well, I sure do hope so.  I know that I'm an old man, but I like to
think I'm still young at heart."

   "After today's thing I think you're young in more ways than that."

   We laughed, I got us some sodas and we sat on the bed and talked "Birds
and Bees" for well over an hour.  I tried to keep it from being too
graphic, but at the same time graphic enough to let her feel my balls and
we both touched the special spots in her pussy.  Feeling her clit surprised
her, especially when I showed her what playing with it could do, and
realizing what that hole at the bottom was for really opened her eyes.  I
have to admit that I actually pushed my finger in up to my first knuckle
just to show her how it would feel.  Or was it to show ME how it would
feel? However, the best part was letting her play with my prick; I almost
had to pry her away from that so that I wouldn't blow my seed all over the
place.

   After we had our lunch I went back to my painting and was able to have
her room finished before evening.  I was toying with the idea of showing
Joly some of the sex things on the computer that I used to look at before
losing interest.  I didn't want to go into the real porn thing, at least
right away, but figured that some of the tamer nude sites like the
Naturists would not be too bad.

   It had been several years since I had even thought about going to any of
those sites and wasn't sure if I should bring back the memories.  It scared
me because I was afraid that I might get carried away and try to take
advantage of Joly.  Even though she was not a direct relative, she still
was related through my son's wife, but also, she was too young.  She
handled the morning conversation very well for a girl her age, but I wasn't
sure if she was old enough to see actual sex action.

   As it turned out there was a movie on TV that she wanted to see so that
took care of our evening.  It was nice because for a change we didn't sit
at opposite ends of the couch.  Joly actually ended up lying stretched out
with her head in my lap.  It was hard, but I was able to keep my hands from
roaming over her body and even kept from having a really hard erection.  A
couple of times when she moved her head around I could feel a bit of
inflation, but between age and determination, I was able to keep it under
control.

   Our companionship had made a complete turn around; we were talking much
more, Joly was looking happier and wanted to do things to help around the
house.  I couldn't have been happier if I had planned the whole thing. 
Amazing what a little accident can do!  She was even going on my long walks
and seemed to like the exercise.  Turned out Joly was a member of a young
cheering squad in her school and was hoping to become a cheerleader.  She
also participated in athletic classes and had her eyes set on becoming a
competitive athlete.  No wonder she looked so trim while still at a young
age.  I had noticed she had no baby fat any where on her body.  Even at her
young age she could be a model if she wanted.

   Every once in awhile Joly would think of something else to ask me about
our bodies and especially about sex.  I tried my best to keep my answers as
"clean" as I could, but sometimes it had to get a bit raw.  For instance,
she was curious what a man's cum looked like, how much actually came out
and why didn't it look like pee!

   One evening we were in our usual position on the couch, Joly's head in
my lap, but she was moving around more than usual.  She had already had her
shower and changed to her night clothes, an over-long tee shirt and
panties. When she had stretched out, she had pulled her shirt up further
than usual showing most of her panty and those long legs, which I kept
glancing at.  I knew this was a formula for trouble because I was feeling
horny and her moving around on my lap was giving me a real hard-on.

   "Uncle Jim, why is your cock hard?"

   'How do I answer?' I figured I might as well be honest and not play
games.  "Because you look so sexy tonight and you keep moving your head
around on my lap."

   "What makes me look sexy?"

   "Because I keep looking at your beautiful legs and butt.  It makes me
horny and want to touch you."

   "Do you want to have sex?"

   "Well, yeah, if you were a few years older and you wanted to, I think I
would."

   She rolled over to look at my face and said, "That's nice.  I wish I was
older 'cause I think I would like to do it too."

   I put my hand on her stomach and let it roam around rubbing her tummy
and said, "Well, I think you would be looking for a much younger guy than
me.  One of these days you will find the right boy to have your first
experience, to pop your cherry."

   "Pop my cherry?  What do you mean?"

   "Oh, I guess I forgot to mention that you have a little barrier just
inside your pussy.  It's called your hymen and is there to help keep
infections from going inside you during your young years.  It is just a
thin piece of skin, but the first time you have something go all the way
inside you, it will break.  Because it is skin, it will hurt you a bit and
will also bleed some."

   "Oh wow!  That doesn't sound good.  So why do you call it a cherry?"

   "You know, that's a good question and I really don't know how it got
started.  When any new thing is tried it is often called "cherry," but I
don't know how it started."

   "That's funny."

   "I guess if we look it up on the computer maybe we can find an answer."

   "You think so?"

   "Don't know, but we can try if you want to."

   "Okay."

   This turned out to be much more difficult than I expected.  Starting
with "Cherry" to "First Cherry" and finally "Popped Cherry" got us to the
definition much as I expected: "A first time event" usually associated with
the breaking of a girl's hymen.  It also had a vague association with
bleeding, but I didn't understand how that associates with cherry. 
However, during this search there were so many other references to stories
and videos of breaking girl's cherries.  Joly asked if we could see some of
those.  I knew what they were, but I wasn't sure Joly was ready to see
them.

   "Please Uncle, I want to see how it's done."

   I tried to make some excuse for not clicking on any of the sites, but
she became very adamant that she wanted to see.

   "Uncle, I can look at them on my computer, but I'd rather do it with
you," she exclaimed.

   I hadn't thought about that, but she was right.  She could go to her
room and look at anything she wanted to on her laptop.  I clicked on one of
the sites and up popped a whole series of pictures of guys and girls
fucking or with hard cocks with blood dripping from them.  I heard Joly
suck in a deep breath and she covered her mouth, I guess to keep from
shouting out her shock.

   "I'm sorry sweetheart, but that is exactly why I didn't want to show you
these sites."

   "Oh...  my...  gosh!"

   "Each one of these is a movie clip showing just how it's done.  Are you
sure you want to see that?" I asked.

   "Uh...I don't know...I think so, but I'm not sure."

   "Okay, we can get out of here," as I started to back out of the site.

   "No, wait Uncle.  Can we watch just one?"

   "Okay, if you're sure."

   Joly had been standing next to me while I had been searching, but as
soon as I clicked on one of the sites that looked interesting she climbed
over my legs so she could sit on my lap.  I was surprised, even shocked
that she wanted to be that close to me while we watched a porn movie, but
her hot body felt so nice as she settled herself on my lap and leaned back
against my chest.  As soon as I had the movie running full screen and the
sound right, I put my arms around her to hold her against me.

   When the movie started, both the girl and the guy were nude and he had a
good sized erection as he was playing with her pussy and sucking on her
tits.  Next he edged down and started licking her pussy.

   "Ewwwww!" Joly yelled.  "Why is he doing that to her?"

   "Sweetie, that's called cunnilingus, or eating a pussy.  It is one of
the greatest things a couple can do to get themselves ready to have sex.  I
know it may look strange to you, but once you have it, you will love it."

   "Doesn't it taste bad?"

   "Not if the girl is clean down there.  The juices that come from a
girl's pussy tastes wonderful."

   "You've done that?"

   "Oh yes, many, many times.  I miss it so much."

   After this went on for maybe five minutes, the guy moved up the bed so
that he could present his hard cock to the girls mouth.  The girl started
licking up and down the shaft and around the bulbous head and then he
started pushing it into her mouth.

   "What's he doing that for?"

   "She is eating his cock, licking it and sucking it.  This gets him ready
and wet so that he can put it inside her pussy."

   "Oh...  my...  gosh!  Did Aunt Sue do that to you?"

   I laughed and said, "Oh yes, she loved to eat me and suck my cock.  We
often did this when we showered together."

   Joly turned around to look at me and asked, "Really?"

   "Really."

   Looking at the flick I had the feeling that these were actors because
the girl was licking and sucking like a pro, not like a "first timer".  I
didn't want to say anything to Joly though.

   Again about five minutes of cock sucking and then he moved over between
the girl's legs.  The movie was made so well it was obviously done by
professionals.  It zoomed right in to her pussy as he started slowly
pushing into her.  As he did, the girl let out some little squeals to make
it sound real.  In no time at all he was pushing all the way into her.

   Joly had been leaning forward and holding her breath from the moment his
cock first touched the girl's pussy until she finally had to let out a big
gush of air.  When he started to fuck the girl in earnest, Joly leaned back
against me again.  I'd had my hands holding and slightly rubbing her bare
belly, but when she leaned back I brought both hands up to tease her
nipples.  They were both stiff and poking out.  The action on the screen in
front of us was obviously making her aroused.  I nuzzled my mouth down to
kiss her on her ear.  Guess I was getting aroused too!

   Actually, I was quite aroused.  My cock was hard and really starting to
hurt a bit because it was caught in my undershorts and couldn't expand out
like it wanted.  I would liked to have reached down and adjusted it, but I
didn't want to leave those two pointy nipples alone.

   It didn't seem that long, but the couple on the screen fucked in three
different positions before the guy pulled out.  The camera flicked to a
close up of the guy's cock; it had a good bit of blood on it and was
dripping both cum and blood.  Then the camera switched to the girl's pussy
that showed bloody cum around the opening of her vagina.  To me, the red
stuff that was supposed to be blood looked a lot like food coloring.

   "Is that blood from her cherry?" Joly asked.

   "Guess so.  Sure looks like it."

   "That didn't seem to hurt her very much.  She didn't even cry!"

   I had to giggle a bit, but just said, "Must have felt good to her."

   "What you are doing is making me feel good too," Joly said.

   I still had my mouth close to her ear and I drew her lobe between my
lips and ran my tongue around it.  She moved her head around a little, but
not enough to pull her ear lobe from my mouth.  My mind was playing games
with me; I could almost imagine I could feel full grown breasts beneath the
nipples I was playing with.  I knew it couldn't be true, but imagination is
a wonderful thing!  Or is it?

   I had to stop this right now.  I was getting much too worked up and
there was no way to finish what my mind wanted.  This was a little girl,
not my wife or even a grown woman.  What the fuck was I doing anyway?  I
released her ear lobe and pulled my hands out from under her shirt.

   "Oh Joly, I'm sorry for getting us worked up like this.  I'm a horny old
man and you make me feel like a young boy.  Please forgive me.  We should
never have looked at the computer."

   "Uncle, don't say that.  You didn't do anything wrong and I like feeling
what you do to me.  You aren't hurting me.  I'd tell you if you if you did.
Don't feel bad 'cause I don't."

   I pulled her head sideways and kissed her on her cheek.  "I know hon,
but it still doesn't make it right.  I'm afraid that I might just lose my
head when we are like this.  Your parents trusted you to me and here I am
just about to break their trust.

   "And pop my cherry?" she asked giggling.

   "Oh, don't even say that!  That would make me a pedophile, a rapist, a
sexual deviant and I don't know what else!"

   "Not if I asked you to do it, right?"

   "No, not right.  Not even if you begged me to do it, the law says it is
wrong because of your age."

   "Why, how old do I have to be?"

   "It's not legal until you are eighteen."

   "Eighteen!  What if I don't want to wait that long?  What if I had sex
with a boy my own age?"

   "Wouldn't matter.  He would be charged the same way no matter how young
he was."

   "That's not fair if I wanted him to do it."

   "Sorry, but that's the way the law looks at it.  The law was written
with the idea that the male is stronger than the female and would normally
have to force a young girl to do it.  They don't take into account that
young girls might have sexual yearnings too."

   "Wow!  That's just not right!"

   Joly was still on my lap, but she had straightened up during our
discussion.  When she made her last statement she just turned around and
buried her face against my neck and put her arms around me in a tight hug.
I felt good that the discussion had settled things down enough that my cock
went back to normal, but I could feel it trying to rise again as Joly
hugged me and I could feel her breathing against my neck.  Believe me, I
felt anything but fatherly.  I just wanted to haul her off to my bed and
love her all night long.

   Fighting my desire I said, "Sweetheart, we had better get you to bed
before anything bad happens."

   "My bed or yours?"

   Shocked, I drew back and looked at her.  "Yours, of course!"

   Laughing, she said, "Just checking."

   I looked at her and said, "You are a little Nymph."

   "What's that?"

   "That means you are a very desirable scheming little devil girl."

   "That doesn't sound very nice."

   "Oh, it's very nice to guys who like to seduce little girls like you!"

   "Seduce us and what?"

   "Seduce you, carry you to their bed and do nothing but make love in
every imaginable way for as long as they can!"

   I felt her body shiver as my words sank in.  She thought about my words
for a bit and then in a low voice said, "Wow."

   I wasn't really sure if she meant that in a good or bad way and I
figured I shouldn't ask her.  With that, I stood up with her in my arms and
carried her upstairs to her room.  I let her stand while I still held her
with one arm and pulled the covers down with the other.  Picking her up
again I laid her in the bed, fluffing out her hair over her pillow.  She
looked so beautiful, her big eyes shining brightly and I leaned down and
kissed her on her lips.  That was the first time we kissed mouth to mouth
and I could tell she wasn't sure how to do it, but that was just fine.  I
was very willing to teach her!

   I didn't try to open her mouth, just gingerly kissed her lips like I did
her cheek and she kissed me back.  I raised up a little and said, "Joly,
I'm so happy that you came to visit me.  I love you very much."

   She suddenly wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled my face back to
hers, mouth to mouth again.  This time, hardly realizing what I was doing,
my tongue slipped out to rub over her lips and slide a little into her
mouth.  She opened her lips a little and let me push my tongue in a bit
more.  As my tongue went in further, I felt her tongue licking mine.  'What
a little lover' I thought.  I was sure she had never kissed anyone like
that, but she was a natural.

   Never, ever in my life did I have such a hard time pulling myself away
from a woman, a girl, a child, as I did then.  It felt so wrong to leave
her, to stop pressing my mouth against hers, to stop playing tongues with
her.  But I knew that I had to or I would never be able to live with
myself, with my sin against such a young child.  Young?  Old?  She kissed
like a woman, she felt like a woman, but she wasn't.  She was a child, a
child I was responsible for and I came so close to just crawling right into
her bed with her, to love her, to make mad passionate love to her.

   "Goodnight my little Nymph," I said, "and sleep tight."

   "Uncle, I love you so much.  Goodnight."

   "Love you too," as I turned out her light.

   Lying in bed my mind was so full of sensations, the feel of Joly's body,
the thrill of our kiss as well as the scenes of the porn flick we had
watched.  My poor prick was throbbing and in need of attention, so I
started to gently caress it hoping it would go down so I could go to sleep.
Naturally, the more I caressed, the more that thing wanted, and the harder
I caressed until suddenly I knew it was too late.  My cum rose out of my
balls and surged out in several spurts over my chest.  I couldn't remember
the last time that I had jerked off, it had been that long, but the feeling
was wonderful.

   Being summer, there were a lot of activities that we could do together,
most of which I would never have done by myself.  On the fourth of July we
went downtown to watch a nice parade, then walked around town looking at
all the different stores.  We didn't buy much but it was fun to window
shop. We were still in town that evening so I took Joly to one of my
favorite restaurants that I have been going to even before Sue died.  It
was nice to be recognized and given a nice table off to the side.  I
introduced Joly to the manager and when asked how old she was Joly said,
"I'll be ten in just a couple of weeks."

   After completing a slow and delicious dinner, suddenly a little group of
waiters came out with a small birthday cake with ten candles burning and
two dishes of ice cream.  They sang "Happy Birthday" to her, which
embarrassed her, but I could tell that she was happily surprised.  After
they left, Joly asked, "Uncle, did you tell them to do that?"

   "No.  They surprised me as much as they did you.  Just shows why I like
this restaurant."

   "Wow!  This is so neat!"

   I drove her around to show her the scenery of our area.  On one of the
drives we went to the mountains not too far away and drove up as far as I
could.  I had asked her if she would like to go mountain hiking and, of
course, she answered yes.  We took off on a trail that led to the peak of
one of the smaller mountains.  We still had to climb at least a couple of
thousand feet, but the climb was not too bad.  When we finally reached the
top, we had a spectacular view out over the valley and could even see the
ocean in the far distance.  I was a little winded so I sat down on a rock
to rest.

   "Uncle, are you okay?"

   "Yes hon, I'm fine, just not used to climbing that much.  Actually, I
think that you have given me my second wind.  When I was younger I loved to
hike in the mountains, but it has been a lot of years since the last time."

   There were a few others on the trail as we hiked up, some going up and
others going back down.  When the other hikers that were at the peak left,
Joly came over to sit down next to me and put her arm around me.  "This is
the best summer I ever had.  I'm glad that mom called you."

   "To be honest, I wasn't sure that I would be the right person to have a
young girl living with me.  Actually, I was kinda scared about the whole
thing.  but you have been one of the greatest things to ever happen to me.
You probably don't realize it, but you have shown me that I still have some
life in me, what I call my second wind!"

   Joly laughed a little and said, "I think I was more scared than you
were. I never thought it would be like this.  I love it."

   She looked up at me and raised her face to mine.  We kissed, and for the
second time the kiss was mouth to mouth.  I wrapped my arms around her to
hold her close as our mouths worked together, our tongues playing together,
a kiss that only two grownups should be having.

   "Uncle, I love kissing you like that," she said as we separated a
little. "It makes me tingle all the way down."

   "I'm glad sweetie, cause it makes me tingle all the way down too."

   "You're the first person that has ever made me feel like I'm more than
just a little kid."

   "Sweetheart, you are definitely more than just a little kid.  Maybe what
I am doing is wrong making you feel older, but I like the feeling too."

   "I can tell when you feel like that.  Your thing starts to show in your
pants."

   "That dirty little guy, he can't keep a secret no matter how hard I
try!"

   Joly really laughed at my joke and put her hand down in my lap to
squeeze my growing hard-on.  "I wish we were home so I could take it out
and see it."

   "That would be nice, but I don't think we dare do it here.  Never know
who's going to show up."

   "Yeah, I know.  I'll just hold it and use my imagination."

   Her little hand would squeeze then move down trying to feel where the
base was.  When she ran her hand up to the head, I could feel the
sensations throughout my body.  I was ready to chance taking it out to let
her feel it for real, but just then we heard people arriving at the peak so
she had to quickly move her hand away.  I crossed my legs to try to hide
the bulge and greeted the arriving couples, two guys and two girls.  The
couples were looking out and pointing at things they recognized.  When my
cock had shrunk enough, I told Joly that we might as well head back down. I
could tell that the couples weren't too happy that we were sitting there
watching them.

   On the way down, Joly asked if we could go see the ocean.  She, of
course, had never seen an ocean.  I thought that was a good idea so I said
that we should plan a day to go to the beach real soon.

   The following week we loaded up the car with blankets, umbrella and
towels to go to the ocean.  I used to enjoy going in the water, but that
was years ago.  If it was just me, I would never have any desire to go over
there, but for Joly, I could do it.  Two hours later we were driving down
the highway looking for a good beach to lay claim to a good spot.  We found
one that had some people already there, but not crowded at all.

   The day before I had taken Joly shopping for a bathing suit, but I
didn't get to see what she had purchased.  I conveniently stayed outside
the store until she motioned me in when it was time to pay the bill.  By
the price, I figured that it would be a good looking suit.  I didn't
realize that she had worn it under her shirt and shorts so when we parked
and started to unload, she whipped off her outer clothes and presented me
with a perfectly beautiful little bikini!  I was rather shocked and said,
"Do you think your mother would approve?"

   She laughed and said, "Probably not!  Do you like it?"

   "Well, yeah...  I do.  But it sure doesn't do a very good job of
covering up your goodies."

   "I bought it just for you Uncle.  I wanted to show you as much as I
could!"

   I had to smile.  She was really a little minx!  But a cute one!  I had
to busy myself with all the stuff to carry before my cock started getting
ideas.  To get my thoughts untangled I said, "With what it cost I was sure
there would be more to it than that."

   "Awww Uncle.  Don't you like it?  I was sure you would."

   "Sweetheart, you don't need fancy clothes to make you look good.  You
are the most beautiful young lady I have ever seen, clothes or no clothes."

   "Maybe I should have just gone naked."

   I had to laugh.  "If we were at one of those nude beaches, I'd say yes.
You are dressed just right for this beach, but I have to be careful not to
look at you too much."

   Joly's very bright and caught my meaning right away.  "Okay, if you want
me to stand in front of you, just tell me."

   "I'll do my best to keep things under control."

   Actually, we had a very enjoyable day at the beach.  The water, as
usual, was not all that warm so I didn't stay in it too long at a time. 
Joly seemed to enjoy running in and out and when I was there too, we played
together.  She wanted me to pick her up enough so that she could dive into
the waves.  As you can imagine, I enjoyed helping her, picking her up,
holding her every place I could touch, lifting her up so that my nose was
right in her butt crack as I pitched her forward.

   Needless to say, it didn't take long before I had a raging hard-on.  As
soon as Joly felt it she made sure to rub as much of her body against it
every time she wanted to dive.  Finally, I had to ask her to slow down,
partly because I was tiring out, but also I needed to let my cock go down
so that I could get out of the water.  The last time Joly came to me
instead of wanting to be picked up she reached down right inside my trunks
and grabbed my cock.

   "Oooh, look what I found Uncle.  Did I do something to make him get
hard?"

   "As a matter of fact you did.  Every time I picked you up I was able to
kiss your cute butt.  That's all it takes!"

   Giggling, she said, "I didn't even get to feel you kissing me there. 
Maybe I should have taken my bottoms off."

   "It's a good thing you didn't.  You might have been speared by that
thing."

   "Oh wow!  Really?"

   I had to laugh at her.  "See how lucky you were that you had a strong
suit?"

   "I don't know.  Maybe I would have liked it.  Would you have liked it?"

   "Okay there young lady.  We need to stop right now and go back to our
umbrella."

   "Because you don't want to tell me?"

   "Because you're reading my mind and that's not fair!"

   With a loud laugh, Joly reached up to pull my face down to hers for a
quick kiss.  This little child-woman was learning how to wind me around her
finger!  Much too fast!

   Really, it was good that we didn't stay out any longer because we were
both getting red from the hot sun.  We had sandwiches and sodas in the
cooler so we ate and talked under the umbrella as the sun was getting
lower. I said that we have a long drive home, so we'd better pack up and
make a run for it.  By the time we got home and unpacked the car, it was
dark.  I was pretty tired, but knew I needed to shower.

   "Guess we both need to shower," I said.

   "Why don't we save water and shower together?"

   "You sure?"

   "Uh huh.  Okay?"

   How could I argue.  Besides I was so tired I figured nothing would
happen anyway.  "Okay."

   We went to my shower and I was pretty close to being right.  This time
we didn't wash each other (purposely), but still it was exciting to see
that cute bare butt and pussy.  I could feel my cock wanting to rare up,
but I did my best to not allow it.

   After we dried, she threw her towel over the shower door and ran
bare-assed naked right to my bed!  I was speechless.

   "Uncle, can we sleep together tonight?  We had so much fun today and I
want to feel you close to me.  Okay?"

   I was still speechless and I couldn't find the words to say that we
couldn't do that.  As I watched, Joly was already getting under the covers
and settling in.  She looked so darling lying in my big bed, her bright
long hair fanned out over the pillow behind her.  I'm not sure if I ever
did say anything; if I did it couldn't have made much sense.  I turned out
the light in the shower and, still naked, went to the bed to climb in
beside her!

   Finally I found my tongue.  "You know that this is so wrong don't you?"

   "Maybe to somebody, but it feels so right to me."

   I reached over to put my left arm under her neck and with my right arm I
rolled her over to face me front to front.  In a voice just above a whisper
I said, "Joly, Joly.  You are so sweet, and you feel so good.  You have no
idea how much I wish you were ten years older."

   "Yes I do Uncle 'cause I feel like that too.  I so much want to make
love with you my body aches."

   I just squeezed her tighter, kissing her forehead, her eyes and down to
her mouth.  I was so ready to just roll her over on her back so I could
crawl between her legs.  I guess I let my feelings take control.  I hardly
realized what I was doing; she was on her back and I was on my knees
between her legs.  I let my body go down so that I was lying on her as I
slid my body down to take a nipple in my mouth.  My stomach was pressing
right into her pussy, or was she pushing her pussy up to me?

   I could hear her mewing; she reminded me of a kitten purring.  It
sounded so thrilling.  I switched to the other nipple and as I sucked the
hardening little protrusion, Joly was actually moaning or at least purring
louder.  I pushed my body down lower in bed as I traced kisses down to her
belly button, that cute little indentation in the middle of her stomach.  I
tried to push my tongue into it, but her body was so tight it just couldn't
fit.  I had to keep going further down her body to reach the object of my
dreams.  Joly's legs were stretched out as wide as she could make them to
allow me to fit.

   When I reached her pussy, I had to raise up and look at it.  So
beautiful, so bare, the outer lips already starting to swell allowing the
inner lips to show a little.  I wanted to permanently register this image
in my mind to remember for the rest of my life.  How could an old man like
me be so fortunate to be in this position?  What did I do to make her want
me as much as I wanted her?

   The thought that this was incest, or at least close to it, with an
underage girl flitted across my mind, but didn't linger.  My senses were
being totally controlled by that part of me that only thinks about sex. 
I've heard the joke about this being caused by the "brain" in the head of a
man's prick.  Maybe it wasn't a joke.  Maybe there is a brain in there!

   I kissed my way down to the bottom of her slit and then brought my
tongue out to lick my way back to the top.  I could feel her little love
button sticking out, but I avoided it to just circle around it and back
down again.  After a few repeats of this I started tasting the sweet juices
coming from her vagina.  My hard cock almost came right then it made me so
excited.

   Back up and then a little flick of my tongue against her clit.  Joly
made a louder "Oooh!" and a little jerk of her body when I touched her
button.  This time when I reached bottom again I tried to push the tip of
my tongue into her opening.  I was surprised when my tongue went inside her
pussy and I believe actually hit her hymen.  I wanted to keep pushing in,
but at the same time, I didn't want to break her cherry.  Not yet at least.
I'm not sure I could actually have pushed my tongue through her hymen, but
I wasn't thinking that straight at the time.  In fact, I'm not sure what I
was thinking!  As I recall, once my mouth reached her pussy, my mind went
blank and I was just acting on instinct.

   My tongue continued to make its' up and down trips, both inside and
outside her wet slit, but little by little, I was spending more time
teasing her love button.  It had swollen more than I had expected for a
girl her age, almost sticking out like a miniature prick.  I sucked it into
my mouth while continuing to run my tongue around and around it.  Joly was
making louder and louder moans and noises and her bottom was moving around
so much I was having trouble holding my position.  My fingers had been
sending their messages to her nipples, but I had to move my hands down to
hold her butt cheeks so I could continue eating her pussy.  Suddenly, Joly
raised her butt completely off the bed and with a loud moan, my little
nymph started her orgasm, probably her first.

   "OOOOOOOHHHHH, ooooohhhh, aaawwww!" she yelled.  My goodness, she's a
screamer!  "Ooohhhh, what's happening?"

   I raised up enough to say, "Sweetie, that's your orgasm, you're cumming!
Enjoy it."

   I'm not sure she even heard me, she was shaking her head back and forth
and grabbing the sheet, but the worst part was that she was trying to
squeeze her legs together.  I thought she was going to squash my poor head!
Then just as suddenly, her whole body relaxed, her head stopped moving and
her legs fell back to the bed releasing my head.  I thought that she had
passed out, but she let out a low moan as she was trying to catch her
breath.

   "Oh...  my...  God!  I didn't know it was going to be like that!"

   "It's pretty nice, isn't it?" I asked.

   "Nice!  It was fantastic!  I don't know how to describe it.  Does it
always feel that way?"

   "Yeah, I think so.  That's the way I feel when I cum."

   I pulled myself from between her legs and moved up to lie beside her at
the same time pulling up the sheet to cover us.  I rolled her onto her left
side so that I could cuddle up to her back and hug her to me.  She was
still breathing hard, but not as noisily as she was.  I still had my strong
urges, but, at the same time, I was satisfied and happy that I was able to
give her such a strong orgasm.  I could tell that her body was coming down
from its high and all her muscles were relaxing.  I reached over to turn
out the bedside lamp and we settled in to go to sleep.

   "Uncle, that was so awesome.  I loved it and I love you," she quietly
said.

   "I love you too.  Goodnight sweetie."

   "Night."

   It seemed like we had just gone to sleep when I woke up, but the
sunlight on the window drapes lit up the room.  I was still lying just as I
had gone to sleep, with my little angel still snuggled in my arms, her back
snuggled into my body.  To me, it was like a dream come true.  The last
time I woke up like this was while my wife Sue was still alive.  Although
this little body next to me wasn't filled out as much, didn't have the
wider hips and the breasts that Sue obviously had, it was like a miniature
version of her, like Sue must have been when she was that age.

   My mind recalled the events of the previous evening, how we had showered
together, how we ended up in bed together, how I had given her such
pleasure, and how much I had enjoyed giving that pleasure to her.  I had no
feelings of guilt; I didn't feel that what I did was wrong.  We had both
wanted it to happen and, even though I didn't consummate my sexual needs, I
was more concerned that Joly had reached hers.  Heck, I could take care of
mine anytime, but last night was for Joly's fulfillment, to let her feel
the real power of sexual satisfaction.  It just made me feel good that, for
whatever reason, I had been chosen as the one to give it to her.

   I had to go to the bathroom to relieve the probable reason why I woke
up. As I pulled my arm out from under Joly, she rolled over and looked at
me, her eyes shining brightly, and a big smile on her face.  How beautiful
she looked.

   "Gotta go take a pee," I said.

   "Um hmm."

   After relieving myself I asked if she would like some juice.

   "Ummm, sounds good.  I need to go to the bathroom, too."

   "Okay, don't go away, I'll be right back."

   "'Kay."

   When I returned with our glasses of juice, Joly was back in bed covered
by the sheet.  My heart just went out to her she looked so cute lying in my
big bed.  I put my pillows against the headboard and sat up with my back
against the pillows.

   "Sugar, how do you feel?"

   "Wonderful!  I feel wonderful.  That was sooo good."

   "I think so too.  You sure did have a big one," I said.

   "That was so fantastic, I don't know how to describe it.  I've never had
a feeling like that.  It was like the world was crashing all around us with
sparks and fire and loud music.  It was awesome."

   Just as we were finishing our juice, the phone rang.  I answered it and
who should be calling but Joly's mother!

   "Hello Jim.  Just wanted to call and see how you and Joly are getting
along.  Is everything okay?"

   "Oh yes, we are getting along fine.  Where are you?"

   "We're in Spain and we just got back to the hotel so I thought I'd check
to see if everything is working out okay."

   I had mouthed the word "Mother" to Joly, so she knew who I was talking
to.  With a surprised look on her face, she put her hand over her mouth in
a gasp.  I had to smile as her mother and I continued our conversation.

   "Things were a little quiet at first, but we have become good friends
and she seems to be enjoying herself now.  In fact, she has made me come
alive more than I have for a long time.  I'm using muscles I haven't used
in ages."

   "What do mean?"

   "Oh, Joly is so athletic I am having trouble keeping up with her, but
I'm enjoying it."

   "Oh yes, I understand.  Yes, she loves doing her calisthenics.  I hope
she's not making you work too hard."

   "No, not at all.  Actually, it's good for me to get out and do some
exercise."

   Putting my finger to my lips to let Joly know to stay quiet, I said,
"Let me get Joly on the line so you can talk to her."

   We were both almost laughing because here we were both lying in bed
together and I am talking to her mother.  How ironic was that?

   I put the phone on the side table and loudly said, "Joly, come.  Your
mom's on the phone calling from Spain."

   I picked up the phone and passed it to her.  She was almost ready to
break out laughing.

   "Hi Mom.  Where are you?"

   "Oh wow!  That sounds nice."

   "Mom, I am having so much fun.  Uncle Jim is so nice.  We went mountain
climbing and yesterday we spent all afternoon at the beach.  We even went
swimming in the ocean."

   "No, I don't think so.  He seems to be having fun too.  I didn't realize
how much fun we could have."

   "Yes, I'm glad I came too.  Let me tell you, on the fourth we went to
town to see the parade and that evening he took me to a nice restaurant. 
All the people in the restaurant knows him and they treated us so well. 
They asked me how old I am and I told them I would be ten in a few days. 
After dinner they brought a cake with candles and sang "Happy Birthday" to
me!  (Pause) No!  Uncle didn't know either.  He was surprised too."

   I decided to see what would happen if I played with her while she was
talking so I put my hand under the sheet and felt between her legs.  Joly
jumped and looked at me in surprise.  I was grinning as I started stroking
her pussy.  Her voice changed and obviously her mother noticed too.

   "No, nothings wrong.  I just had to change positions.  No, I'm fine."
She looked at me and stuck her tongue out while smiling.

   "No, really Mom, I'm okay.  I'm, uh, just playing my game on my
computer. That's what I was doing when you called.  Oh, I know, Mom.  It
doesn't bother him.  Oh and you know what...Uncle Jim painted my room pink
so it would look like my room at home."

   "No Mom, I didn't ask him.  He asked me."

   "Of course I thanked him.  He knows how happy I am," with her tongue
sticking out at me again.

   Playing with Joly's pussy was having an erotic effect on me and my cock
had grown to full length.  I pulled the sheet off my body, grabbed my
hard-on and started waving it at her.  She gave out a gasp and groaned.

   "Nothings wrong, Mom.  I just goofed my game," she said while waving her
finger and giving me a dirty look.

   They continued to yak for another minute or so until they finally
finished.  As soon as I hung up the phone Joly said, "Uncle, you are so
bad!"

   "You mean you don't want me to touch you?"

   "Nooo, uh, yes.  You know what I mean, playing with me while I'm talking
to my mother."

   I giggled and said, "Well, I didn't have anything else to do!"

   "You could have played with yourself!"

   "What?  And just let you sit there and watch?  I left that for you."

   Joly immediately made a grab for my hard cock squeezing it tight.  "You
mean I can play with it right now?"

   "I would love for you to if you want to."

   "Oh yeah, I want to.  What should I do?"

   "Well, let me show you how guys jack off." I put my hand around hers and
started moving it up and down.

   "I like the way it feels.  It's hard and yet it's soft.  I can feel
little ridges in it.  Does this hurt?"

   "Oh, no way, you feel good, just don't squeeze too hard, though."

   "Okay, how's that."

   "Perfect!"

   "Is this the way it feels when it's inside a girl's pussy?"

   "Well, somewhat, but, believe me, there is no other feeling as good as
when it's inside a pussy.  That's the most perfect feeling in the world."

   "Oh wow!  I can't wait until my pussy is big enough for it."

   "One of these days, Hon.  Just don't be in too big a hurry.  After the
first time you will have the rest of you life to enjoy it."

   "Does it hurt bad the first time?"

   "I really don't know.  The only time I ever broke a cherry was with your
Aunt Sue and that went very well.  I couldn't tell if it hurt or not."

   "But she was grown up, wasn't she?"

   "Yeah, we were both adults when we had our first time."

   "She was the first girl you had sex with?"

   "Yes, first and only until after she died."

   "Wow, you must have really loved her."

   "You're right, she was the real love of my life.  At least until she
left me.  Although I had a couple of flings a few years after she died, I
have led a very sedate life until a little nymph showed up on my doorstep
just a few weeks ago."

   Giggling, Joly said, "I'm that nymph?"

   "You're that nymph!  I never expected to have someone that I could feel
that special about, but you have turned my little world upside down."

   "Is that good or bad?"

   "I'm not sure.  You are so nice, so wonderful, I don't want you to
leave. But I know that I am much too old to even think like that.  I want
you to meet a nice young man that will make you as happy as your Aunt Sue
made me."

   "Uncle, I wish I was older or you were younger 'cause I would like to
live with you and love you."

   Although the serious talk had allowed my hard-on to deflate a bit, Joly
was still moving her little hand up and down, just not as vigorously as
before.  She looked down at her hand and started to squeeze a bit more. 
This had the desired effect and he came back to full life again.  I was
lying down on by back, my head on my pillows, watching her manipulate my
organ.  The feeling was so good, almost like a very tight pussy, at least
in my imagination.  Then, I could feel my balls starting to pull up and I
knew I was about to blow my wad.

   "Sweetie, I'm going to cum.  It will shoot out but don't stop rubbing.
Just keep pumping like you're doing, okay?"

   "Oh wow!  I get to see you cum?  Okay!"

   "Make it a little faster, Hon.  Yeah, just like that.  Oooooh yeah,
here...  it...  cums!" The first spurt went all the way up to my shoulder
and the following ones less and less.

   "Cool!  Oh, that is so great!  All that goes inside a girl's pussy?"

   "Oh yeah, right up into her womb.  Those little tadpoles I told you
about go swimming around looking for your egg."

   "I can't see any tadpoles," she said moving her head down close to look
at one of the cum puddles.

   "Hon, they are too small to see with just your eyes.  You need a
microscope 'cause they're tiny."

   I was still breathing hard and Joly was still trying to milk more cum
out of my cock.

   "Okay sweetie, you can stop now.  That's all that's going to happen."

   "Did it feel good?"

   "Oh yeah, it felt so great.  I don't think I've cum that much for years,
it was so good."

   "I'm glad.  Can I do it again?"

   "Later, Hon, it takes me a while to recuperate.  When a guy is as young
as you are or in their teens, they can stay hard and keep coming a number
of times.  It changes as we get older, especially as old as I am."

   "Uncle!  I don't think you are that old.  You sure don't act like it."

   I had to laugh.  "You're too nice to me, but I love hearing you say it."

   Needless to say, I was in a great mood the rest of the day!  We didn't
fool around anymore, but kept busy cleaning house, washing sheets and
clothes and then settling down in the living room to snack in the
afternoon. Joly wanted to know more about how the man's semen worked to
create a baby inside the woman.  Her interest had been piqued by seeing my
semen that morning, so I went into a detailed explanation of the sequence
of events that take place after the sexual intercourse phase.

   Of course she wanted to know why a woman didn't get pregnant every time
she had sex so I described the various methods used for birth control as
well as for the prevention of diseases.  She, of course, had heard of HIV,
but was not aware of how it was spread.  This part of the discussion came
about when I mentioned that a man often used the girl's rectum if the girl
was afraid of getting pregnant, but wanted to have sex.  She was shocked to
hear about anal sex and asked why would a man even want to put his organ in
a girl's rear end.  Wasn't that dirty?

   "Well, there are a couple of reasons why; the first, of course, is to
prevent pregnancy.  There is only a thin layer of skin separating the two
channels inside your body and the girl can feel almost the same sensations
of the man's in and out motions as she does when he is in her pussy.  For
the man it is often a better feeling for him.  In grown women, the muscles
around the anus are usually stronger than the ones around her vagina and
that means the feeling is tighter on the man's prick."

   Joly was almost sitting there with her mouth open, taking in all this
new information.  I went on, "As for being dirty, yes, that can be a
problem.  For women that do it regularly, they take enemas to clean
themselves out, but that isn't a very pleasant thing to do unless they want
to go through the trouble.  Otherwise, the man can use a condom, but not
all men do that.  A lot of men don't like condoms because they say that it
decreases the feelings they get.  So yes, it can get pretty dirty I think."

   "Yuck!  I don't think I would like that."

   "Well, I can't give you any personal knowledge about it because I have
never tried it.  Your Aunt Sue used the pills except for when we wanted
children and that worked out perfect for us.  You will hear about another
way that is known as "withdrawal".  That's when the man pulls out before
starting to cum, but that is very tricky.  First of all, some semen can
come out even before the man thinks he is cumming and second of all is that
when a man feels like cumming, he doesn't want to stop until he cums.  Then
you are depending on him to pull out before he shoots a stream inside you."

   "Wow!"

   "Yeah, so if a guy tells you that he is going to pull out in time, there
is no way you can be sure he will.  Just figure that he won't.  No matter
how much you love the guy, or at least think you do, your body is your
responsibility.  If you get pregnant, you are the one that is going to have
the baby, not him!"

   "I guess that's why so many girls have abortions."

   "Yes, that is one thing they can do if they don't want to have a baby,
but I don't agree with the idea of abortion unless there is a health
problem with the mother.  My personal feeling is that abortion is the
taking of a life, like murder, and that is not right."

   "But what would a girl do if she didn't want to have the baby?"

   "The best thing is put it up for adoption.  There are a lot of couples
that, for one reason or another, can't have a baby.  The only way they can
get one is by adopting a baby.  Your bad luck is good luck for them."

   "Yeah, I guess that makes sense.  I just hope I never have to go through
that."

   "Joly, you are a very bright young lady.  You have a good head on your
shoulders so I don't think you will get into trouble."

   "I don't know Uncle.  When I am in bed with you, I really want us to go
all the way.  I trust you, though."

   "Trust me how?  To not go all the way?  Or to use protection?"

   "I trust you to do the right thing, to show me the right way,
whatever..."

   I reached to take her in my arms and said, "Sweetie, I don't know. 
Sometimes I feel like just doing all kinds of things with you, even if I
know its wrong.  You are so sexy and you make my blood boil sometimes."

   Looking up at my face with those cute dreamy eyes Joly said, "Oh wow!  I
love it when you say things like that.  It makes me want you to do those
things, too."

   "This kind of talk can only get us in trouble, you know that don't you?"

   "It won't be the first time I'm in trouble; how about you?"

   "I can't count the times Honey.  I think it is my middle name."

   Laughing, she said, "You're cute."

   Well, all that I can say is that night and morning changed our lives
forever.  Joly didn't sleep with me every night, both because I insisted
and, I think, because she liked her independence.  I was spoiling her and
probably would hear about it from her parents, but I wanted to treat her as
more than just a little girl.  She WAS more than just a little girl; she
was so wise it was uncanny.  She could tell when I was starting to feel the
pangs of horniness, even though I really don't think I was showing it.  At
any rate, she would suddenly be in my bed or come to me to give me a
"hand"! And when she wanted to have her share, she would let me know that
she wanted my tongue in her pussy.  I was more than happy to oblige!

   Our methods and positions varied as we gained more experience with each
other.  I loved to have her sit on my face because I could watch her facial
expressions change as her climax approached, plus I could reach up and play
with her little breasts.  Interestingly, maybe it was my imagination, but
her breasts seemed to be enlarging with all my ministrations.  Could that
possibly happen in two months?

   The best thing that we discovered, however, was how we could almost have
sex together without actually having sex.  This occurred one evening when I
was eating out her pussy while she sat on my face.  After a good climax
Joly just slid down my body until her crotch met my hard cock.  Really, if
she had been moving faster it could very well have entered her pussy right
there because she was so wet with my licking and her juices running out of
her vagina.  As fate would have it, she raised up just enough to raise her
pussy over the top of my dick and slide down the length of it.  It must
have rubbed against her clit because she started moving up and down my
cock. When I looked at her face, she had this far away look in her eyes as
she continued rubbing up and down.  Let me tell you, the feeling it was
giving me was exciting; it came closer to feeling like actual fucking than
anything we had done.

   This became our ultimate sex play.  We varied who was on top and who was
on the bottom just like in actual sex.  I'm sure that if anyone was peeking
at us from a distance, they would not have been able to tell that it wasn't
real sex.  I was happy and Joly was ecstatic.  She would say that we were
actually making love and I had to agree with her!  The only thing that
differed in our love making was that whoever was on the bottom received my
cum!

   The saddest time of Joly's visit was the day and night before she had to
fly back home.  Joly said that she would be happy to just stay and live
with me and I would have been happy to have her stay.  At the same time, we
both knew that it could not be and rightfully so.  We were becoming much
too close, really living more like man and wife than uncle and niece.  How
could an old man be in love with a girl still in grade school?  That
thought would go over and over in my head, always with one sad answer: it
is wrong!  However, as soon as Joly sat on my lap or even beside me, all
the thoughts would fly out the window and I couldn't be happier.

   I have to admit that we both shed tears as we hugged and carefully
kissed as she entered the line to board her plane home.  Her departing
words were, "Uncle, I promise to come back as soon as I can."

   I waved and blew her a kiss as she disappeared into the tunnel going to
the plane.  I stayed and watched as her flight went out of sight and then
made a lonesome ride back home, my home that no longer seemed the same.  I
was amazed; it was unbelievable how the last three months had changed my
home, my life and my feelings.  Suddenly, after living alone for fifteen
years and getting by just fine by myself, the home seemed to be so lonely
without little Joly bouncing around.  She did so much to liven up the
house, not to mention how she livened me up!  Maybe that isn't great
grammar, but it was just how I felt.  I was lonely!

   Because there was nothing even worth mentioning that happened for the
next couple of months, we jump ahead to mid-December.  December, to me, was
just another month in the year.  Oh, it was nice to walk through the mall
and see all the Christmas decorations, fancy kiosks and all the sales, but
other than looking, there was nothing that I needed.  I guess the reason I
even did that was to recall the memories of when we were a family and had
our kids in tow, or vice versa, they had us in tow going from store to
store.  I was looking for something nice to send to Joly.  We had
maintained close contact, mostly through Email and phone calls.  I wanted
something that would be unique that she would like, but I just couldn't
find anything that stood out.

   When I returned home I found a message on my phone answerer from Joly's
mother.  'Uh oh,' I thought.  'What happened?'

   "Hello Jim, this is Candice, Joly's mother.  Joly wants me to ask if it
would be all right if she visited you over her Christmas vacation.  She has
two weeks off starting Monday the 23rd through the third of January.  I
tried to tell her that you would probably be busy with the holidays, but
she is very insistent so I said I would call and see what you said.  Please
call when you can and don't be afraid to say "No" if you have plans.  Bye."

   It took me all of a second and a half to start dialing her back to say
that I would be happy to have her visit.  'That little imp!' I thought. 
'She must have really begged her mother to get her to call!'

   When she answered, I told her I was surprised that Joly would be wanting
to come back so soon.  She said that she had agreed to let her come for a
couple of reasons: one, that she was so surprised how much Joly had matured
after her stay this summer, and two, she thought that perhaps I would like
to have the company over Christmas.  Of course I agreed to have Joly visit
and said that it would be just the thing to brighten up my Christmas.  That
made her happy and she said she would be calling as soon as they made
travel reservations.

   My mood went from below zero to above boiling!  I just couldn't believe
I was going to see my little girl friend again so soon.  I had been
wondering if she would be able to return next summer, or if she would even
want to by that time.  She must really want to if she wants to miss being
with her family during the holidays.

   Joly arrived on Saturday the 21st.  This time she walked off the plane
alone dressed in jeans and a big heavy coat.  Also, she had a carry-on bag
so we didn't need to stop at the baggage area.  When she saw me waiting for
her she yelled "Uncle!" and ran to me, dropped her bag and coat and almost
jumped up in my arms.  I lifted her up and gave her a quick kiss on her
lips.  "I've missed you Uncle Jim."

   "No more than I've missed you sweetheart.  I think you've grown another
inch or two!"

   "I wish!" she laughed.

   "Your mother's call really surprised me.  I wasn't sure if I'd even get
to see you again."

   "Oh, you didn't have to worry about that.  I want to see you as much as
I can."

   Needless to say I was as happy as a young kid on Christmas morning!  And
that is just how I felt as we drove home - like a kid going out on his
first date.  As I drove home I kept glancing over at Joly and she would
look back at me with a big smile.  Everything seemed so right.  It was a
typical day, bright sunshine streaming in the windows.

   "I can't believe how warm it is, Uncle Jim.  It was so cold back home
and it looked like it was going to snow when I left."

   "Well, I don't think you will have to worry about that here."

   "I know.  It will be good to wear my shorts again."

   "Ummm, I'm looking forward to that," as I smiled at her.

   "I wish I could sit closer to you.  Can I take off my seat belt?"

   "I would love for you to, but no, I could get a ticket if you aren't
wearing your belt."

   "Yeah, I know.  I just want to feel my most favorite toy," she said as
she reached all the way over to put her hand to my groin.

   "He's missed you, you know."

   "I missed him too.  I can feel the tingles already!"

   At home and Joly has changed into her shorts and cutoff tee shirt.  It's
as though September, October and November never existed.  We are suddenly
back in August, Joly is still here and it is still summer!  Even the house
seems brighter and happier and I am enjoying life again!  The first thing I
noticed was that Joly seemed to have grown in that short time.

   "Joly, have your boobs grown since I last saw you or are you wearing
pads?"

   "I think they are growing.  I don't have pads.  Do you like them?"

   Sweetheart, I love them.  Looks like you are growing up fast."

   "Not as fast as I'd like to.  I want to have full boobs."

   I had to snicker a little, saying, "Hon, take your time and enjoy your
youth while you have it.  Your boobs will fill out as you grow, don't
worry."

   "You sound like my mother, that's what she keeps telling me!"

   "I understand, but she's been in your same position when she was young,
so she is speaking from experience."

   "Yeah, I guess.  But it seems to take so long!"

   "That's because you are anxious, you're trying to hurry up the process.
I'm afraid that Mother Nature has it all planned out and we can't fight
her!"

   "Well, maybe I've been trying to help her out a little."

   "What do you mean?"

   "I've been playing with my boobs, you know, massaging them to see if
that would make them grow faster."

   I was amazed at her honesty.  "All I can say is that whatever you have
been doing, I think they are growing."

   "I hope so.  I want you to have more of me to love."

   "Oh you little Minx!  If there was any more of you I wouldn't be able to
keep up with you.  Besides, I think you're perfect just the way you are."

   Joly ran over to me, pushing me back to sit on the couch, jumping onto
my lap straddling my legs and planting her luscious lips right on my mouth.
I hugged her to me feeling every inch of her small body push against my
body.  I couldn't have been happier; all that I could think was, 'What have
I done to deserve this much joy?'

   "What are we doing for Christmas?" Joly asked.

   "Honestly, I really haven't given it much thought.  I expected it to be
just another lonely day."

   "Oh Uncle, I want us to have fun, you know, do something together?"

   "Joly, just having you here with me is the best Christmas present I can
think of."

   "Uncle, I love you and I have a surprise present for you."

   "What is it?"

   "It's a surprise!  I can't tell you yet."

   "Sweetheart, I don't know how many more surprises I can take.  Just
hearing you were coming was the biggest surprise."

   "I knew you would like it and I planned it just as soon as I got home
last summer."

   "I'm sure your folks weren't very happy about you not being home for
Christmas."

   "Yeah, but I started working on them just as soon as I got home, so they
knew what I wanted."

   "You're really something!  You could talk a cat into giving up a mouse
to you!"

   Joly really giggled at that and said, "You think?"

   "I know!"

   "You know, I have another gift for you Uncle.  I'm going to go ahead and
give this one to you now, okay?"

   "Sure, if you want."

   Joly went to her room and returned with a rather small box wrapped in
Christmas paper.

   "Merry before Christmas, Uncle.  I hope you like this."

   "Since it is from you I know I will," I said as I started peeling the
paper away.  Finally getting the box unwrapped, I opened it to find two
dolls inside, a male and a female.  They looked like Barbie and Ken. 
"What's this?"

   "When I saw these dolls and played with them, I knew that I had to get
them for you.  Here, let me show you."

   She removed the little bit of clothing they had on and started bending
the legs of the female.  When she had them just right she placed the male
on top of her and bent the female's legs over the back of the male.  It was
obvious that they were deeply involved with sex!

   "I wanted you to have this to remind you of my love for you when I'm not
here."

   I had to laugh.  "Honey, I don't need this to remind me of you.  I think
about you all the time!"

   "Well, you can put it on your dresser or your night stand; that way, I
know you can never forget me."

   "You are as cute as a bug, you know that?  Yes, I'd be happy to have
them right beside me, even if I don't need them as a reminder," as I pulled
her tight to me and kissed her on her ear and neck.

   "Oooo, that feels so good.  It sends tingles all the way down to my
hole!"

   "Good, that's just what I wanted to do!"

   "Oh Uncle Jim, I missed you so much at home.  I was really lonesome."

   "Sweetie, believe me, I missed you too.  The house seems so empty now
when you aren't here."

   "Well, I'm here now for a little bit.  I wish we lived closer so I could
see you more often."

   "Yes, that would be nice, but who knows, maybe you would get tired of me
if you were here more often."

   "Uncle!  I'm never going to be tired of you as long as I live!"

   "You're too good to me.  I don't know what I ever did to deserve you,
but you have sure made this old man a very happy man," I told her.

   "If I make you happy, it's because you have made me happy, Uncle."

   I was seated on the couch and Joly was on my lap, cuddled up as close to
me as possible.  She seemed so light we could have stayed that way forever.
However, it was getting to be evening time and I figured if I didn't fix
something to eat, we would probably end up in bed without eating!

   After eating, we sat on the couch and watched a little TV, but neither
of us was really interested in what was playing.  We were both anxious to
head to the bedroom.

   "Should we go to bed?" I asked.

   "Uncle, I thought you were never going to ask!" with a big grin on her
face.

   In just minutes we were both naked and holding each other in my big bed.
My heart was pounding in my chest just from watching her undress.  I could
never get tired of looking at her young body; she was sheer beauty, so
young, so virile, so athletic looking, and so sexy!

   I wanted to start off slow, not that I wasn't anxious, but because I
just wanted to look at her, to feel her and to kiss her all over her body,
and to renew my familiarity with my most favorite sex toy ever!  Indeed,
Joly's little breasts had grown.  To me they looked twice as large as when
she was here just three months ago.  Every time I nibbled and sucked one of
her nipples, Joly would moan and move her body around while holding my head
to her body.  Of course my hands were busy roaming all over her smooth taut
skin.  It still amazed me to feel how wonderful a young girl's body feels,
no extra skin, absolutely no fat, just smooth, smooth skin everywhere I
touched.  How could anyone not want to make love to such a beautiful
creature?  It was easy to see why grown men enjoyed loving little girls,
would want to make them their sex slaves.

   "Oh Uncle, you make me feel so good.  I can't wait.  Can I get on top of
you?"

   We assumed our favorite position, me on my back and her straddling my
pelvis, her little pussy slit rubbing up and down my hard cock.  Soon we
were making love to each other in our own fashion.  To me, it was the
closest thing to actually fucking her pussy we could do without putting my
cock inside her body.  However, soon after we started Joly said, "Uncle, I
guess I'm not used to it yet.  I think I need to put some of that stuff to
make it slippery."

   'That stuff' that Joly was talking about was a tube of KY that we had
purchased last summer when I had rubbed her too hard without lubrication. I
told her that it was in the nightstand on her side of the bed.  She rolled
off me and reached into the drawer to get the tube.  Before mounting me
again she lubed my cock as well as putting some in her pussy slit.  This
time when she got back on top of my body, she really started moving up and
down.  I had to slow her down or else I was going to shoot right away.  I
wanted to last, to make this go on and on.

   "That's better," I said.

   "Okay.  It just felt so good I didn't think about how fast I was going."

   "Yeah, that was the problem with me, it was feeling too good."

   "Ooooh, this feels sooo good.  It's like I never left, like I never went
home.  I love you so much," she said as she bent down to kiss me.  I had to
raise my head for her to reach my lips, but we had a short, wet kiss.  Then
she sat back up, eyes closed, a little smile on her face, her pussy riding
up and down my hard-on and obviously off in her own world.

   I was in my own world, too, looking at her face, her beautiful breasts,
the movement of her body as she contorted this way and that way as she
performed her gyrations.  It was like watching her dance while sitting on
my cock.  It was beautiful.

   I was able to hold off my climax until she had her first one, almost
screaming as she came, her face a bright red that spread right down her
body until she had to stop moving for a few minutes.

   "Oh Uncle, that's what I've been wanting ever since I went home.  I
missed you so much, especially this," as she reached down between her legs
to grab my hard-on.  She moved her bottom down so that she was sitting on
my upper legs while she fondled my froth-coated cock.  Between the KY and
her juices, my cock looked like it had just taken a bath without rinsing.
However, it didn't bother Joly; she was holding it and moving her hand up
and down, gently jacking it without squeezing it too hard.

   "Sweetie," I said, "if you keep doing that you're going to make me cum."

   Joly stopped moving her hand saying, "Don't cum yet, Uncle.  I want to
go another time."

   "I do too, hon.  Just let me rest a couple of minutes to recharge and
then we will."

   Joly leaned down to rest her body on top of mine while she kissed my
ear, my neck and around to my face finally settling on my mouth.  What a
sweet little lover.  I couldn't think of any place I'd rather be than right
there letting her make love to me, her old uncle!

   When we resumed it probably took less than ten minutes for me to start
my spurts of cum.  Just as soon as my first shot came out, Joly went into
her second climax, which was even larger than her first.

   Joly rolled over to lie beside me as we both were breathing hard,
catching our breath.  She said, "Uncle, I just have to tell you how much
you have changed my whole life.  Before I came to see you, I was a scared
little kid.  I hated it when I saw guys looking at me.  I couldn't
understand why they looked at me that way, like they wanted something, but
I didn't know what.  Now I know what they are thinking when they look at me
and it makes me feel good.  I'm glad that I look good enough to them that
they would want to think like that."

   "Joly, I guess you grew up suddenly, didn't you?"

   "Yeah, like on the plane, when I walk down the aisle to go to the
restroom, I like to see the looks the guys give me when they look me up and
down.  I give them a little smile and their face just lights up.  Makes me
feel good, you know?"

   "They probably all have hard-ons."

   "Really?  You think?"

   "Probably.  Most of them are probably younger than me and you can give
me a hard-on by just giving me one of your looks."

   Joly laughed and snuggled up closer to me.  "You're the only one that I
care to give a hard-on.  Those guys can look all they want, but a look is
all they get!"

   Looking back now, I think we spent more time in bed than out of bed,
especially those first few days of her visit.  Tuesday was Christmas Eve,
so I took Joly out to my favorite restaurant, our favorite restaurant now,
and we had a nice quiet meal.  Of course the owner and waiters recognized
us both, which delighted Joly, and they brought us a special dessert.  We
walked around for a little bit to look at all the lights and decorations in
the shopping center, which helped settle the big meal we ate.

   When we got home we were both ready to go to bed, me because with the
big meal and walking around, I was a bit tired and Joly because she was hot
to snuggle and love!  We were lying in bed and I was lazily playing with
Joly's tits, being amazed at how much larger they were than three months
ago.  Joly's hand was playing with my cock and balls, helping to direct my
blood flow to that area of my body.

   "Uncle, I want to give you my special present tonight instead of waiting
until tomorrow."

   "Well, that's fine," I said.  "What is it?"

   Joly answered, "I have to show you, but first I want you to be ready to
make love to me."

   That was not going to be a problem because her manipulations around my
groin had caused me to have a good erection, so I was ready.  I watched as
she dug out the KY tube and started lubing up her slit and my hard cock and
then started our love making routine.  However, this time she reached down
beneath her pussy and pointed my cock up against her body, right at the
bottom of her slit.

   I started to say something, but Joly went, "Shhhh!" to stop me.  I
couldn't believe it, but she was actually guiding my hard-on into her
vagina!  I wanted to stop her, but at the same time I wanted to see what
was going to happen!

   I was shocked to feel my cock entering her hot tight sleeve, her love
tunnel going up inside her little body.  What shocked me even more is that
as she moved a little up and down on my hard cock, it was going deeper and
deeper inside her and I didn't feel the barrier of her hymen.  When I
looked down, fully half of my cock was inside her body and she was still
pressing down to take more!

   "Joly!  Are you sure you know what you're doing?"

   "Oh yes, Uncle.  This is your surprise, your Christmas gift I have been
saving for you!"

   "But what happened to your cherry?  I didn't feel it break!"

   "Uncle, as soon as I got home, I started working on breaking it so that
I could give you this when I came back."

   "Oh you little sweetheart!  This is fantastic!"

   "Are you happy with your surprise?"

   "Happy?  I am more than happy!  I am in shock, I can't believe what we
are doing, and you are the most wonderful, conniving little Lolita that
ever lived!"

   Joly laughed, but I could also see the strain on her face as her pussy
was being stretched by my cock that, I think, was even growing larger with
the feeling of being inside her pussy.  I said, "Sweetie, if it is hurting
you, just take it easy and let your body get used to the feeling."

   "Okay, but I don't want to stop.  It hurts, but it also feels good. 
Crazy, huh?"

   "No, not crazy," I said.  "That is the feeling you get the first time or
two that you have a man inside your pussy.  And I want to tell you that you
feel wonderful to me!"

   I had the urge to start fucking her in earnest, but I held back to let
her work my cock in as far as she wanted.  I could feel her muscles working
against letting my cock go in further; her body was trying to keep me from
going all the way, but she wasn't letting her body stop her from what she
wanted.  She was determined to get as much of my hard cock inside her as
she could.  She would raise up just a little bit then press down hard to
push a little more inside.  My body was fighting my will to hold still, it
wanted to start moving with hers.  I don't know how I did it, but I stayed
still letting her do all the work at her speed.

   Joly finally stopped pushing when about two-thirds of my cock was inside
her love channel.  She asked, "What do we do now?"

   I had to stifle my laugh saying, "When you feel like it start moving up
and down to push my cock in and out."

   "Oh, okay!"

   She started slowly moving her body up and down my pole and that is when
I started moving with her.  She realized then that this was almost what we
were doing when we were moving against each other except now my cock was
inside her body.

   "Oooh!  I can feel you way up inside me.  It feels weird, but it feels
good, too!"

   "Joly, I can't tell you how good it feels to me.  This brings back so
many memories of when I was young.  I thought those days were gone and
forgotten, but you're making me feel like a kid again!"

   We started off slow, but it wasn't too long before she was trying to
move at the speed we used when rubbing against each other.  I kept an eye
on her face to see if she might be in pain, but she had her eyes closed and
she had this look of enjoyment to her.  I reached up to hold her breasts
and play with her nipples.  At first touch, she opened her eyes, then, with
a big smile, said, "Ooooo!  That feels good.  I can feel that all the way
down to where you are inside me!"

   We were now engaged in full-fledged love making.  I looked to where we
were joined together and was surprised to see that she was taking almost
all of my hard cock inside her.  It's not that I am built bigger than most,
I think I've always been pretty average, but for her first time she was
doing a great job of handling my dick.

   "Hon, I have to ask you: have you started having your periods yet?"

   "No, not yet.  Mom thinks I started because I got some blood on the
sheet when I broke my cherry, but I know that wasn't my period."

   "How did you break your cherry?" I asked.

   "As soon as I got home I knew I wanted to do it so I could give you this
present.  I started with my toothbrush handle and kept moving up to bigger
and bigger things.  When I could put my hairbrush handle inside, I knew I
would be able to take you there too."

   "You are really something!  I love you so much and just wish I was much
younger to be the proper partner for you."

   "Uncle, you are the right partner for me, the only partner I want."

   "I'm talking about a lifetime partner, a husband to you."

   "That's okay, we don't have to get married.  Not as long as you let me
be your lover."

   "The way I feel right now, you will be my lover for the rest of my life!
But that isn't fair for you.  You will want somebody your own age sooner or
later."

   "I think that is a long time away.  Until then, Uncle, you are my lover,
my husband!"

   I gave up trying to reason with her because I could feel the initial
warnings that I was going to be cumming soon.  I said, "Sugar, if we don't
stop for a bit, I am going to cum soon."

   "Good!  I want to feel you cum.  I want to see what it feels like to
have you shoot inside me!"

   "It's not going to be much longer.  Your pussy feels so good; I want to
go on all night, but to my body, it feels too good not to cum as soon as
possible!"

   "That's okay, this is my present to you.  You cum whenever you want."

   'How does she know all the right things to say?  How can she be so smart
at such a young age?' I wondered.

   Sure enough in just a few minutes I knew it was time.  "Ohhh, here it
comes!" I said.

   As soon as my first spurt hit her insides, it triggered her climax and
she screeched out, "Ooooh!  Me too!  I'm cumming too!"

   For me, that was a cum to remember.  I hadn't felt like that since the
early days of marriage to Sue.  Who would have thought that at my age I
could still perform, still make love like I did so many years ago!  'Second
Wind!' I thought to myself.

   Joly collapsed on top of me, the top of her head at my chin as she
stretched out her legs alongside of mine.  My cock was still locked inside
her clamping pussy.  I could feel her muscles working to drain every last
drop of my cum inside her body.  Maybe she was too young, but her body was
old enough to know what it was doing.

   "Ummmm, that was so amazing.  It was way better than I thought it would
be.  No wonder people like to do this so much!" Joly said.

   I was still panting, trying to get my breathing back to normal as I
said, "Sweetheart, you are the amazing one.  I would never believe that at
your age you would be so good, so fantastic.  You don't have any idea how
good you just made me feel.  You are the best Christmas present I have ever
had.  I love you, Sweetie."

   "Ooooh, thank you Uncle.  I was hoping you wouldn't be mad at me.  I
wanted to make you feel really good."

   "Believe me, it was way better than just good.  It was the greatest
ever!"

   She raised her head enough that I could reach down and kiss her.  We
held the kiss for some time, letting our tongues play with each other.  We
were truly lovers, married or not, young or old, it no longer mattered.

   This set the pace for how we would spend the rest of her time with me.
Sure, we went out, shopping, to movies, to restaurants, but every chance we
had, we made love.  It was so difficult to think that when her short time
of visiting with me was coming to an end, we wouldn't be able to see each
other until at least the following summer.  That seemed so far away.  I had
given her a nice gold locket that I had put our two pictures inside for her
Christmas present.  She was so happy to be able to wear it and said that
she would probably wear it out opening and closing it just to look at me.

   She had reservations to fly back home on the morning of the second of
January, but because of storms back east, her flight was delayed and
finally canceled.  We were able to get a different flight for that evening,
which would put her arriving back there early the following morning.  As
soon as she was flying out, I called her mother to let her know so that
they could pick her up at the airport.

   I drove home slowly, feeling so lonesome.  Just like the previous time,
it was like having a family member, a dear person, leave for an extended
period of time.  I didn't even want to go home because I knew what was
waiting for me: an empty house.  However, I knew that life goes on and even
with an empty house, an empty heart, that sooner or later we would get to
see each other again, to hold each other again, to love each other again.
That is how I felt as I went to bed.

   The following morning I was awakened by the phone ringing.  I answered
it and it was Joly's mother on the line.

   "Jim, did Joly get on the flight last night?"

   'What a funny question,' I thought.  "Sure did.  Isn't she there yet?"

   I heard a sobbing, "Oh no."

   "What's wrong?  Is there something wrong?"

   I had a problem understanding her.  "Oh....awful....plane crashed....no
survivors..."

   My heart almost stopped beating right then.  It was difficult to
understand her because she was crying, but evidently Joly's flight crashed
in a storm and all were killed.  I just sat there dumbfounded.  Tears ran
down my face as we tried to console each other.  After hanging up the
phone, I tried to make sense of it, but nothing seemed right.  My first
thought was, 'Why did she have to die, did I have to lose her because of
what we were doing?  Because I was making her do all those things when she
was too young?  Was it my fault?'

   I turned on the TV to the news channel and it wasn't long before the
story of the crash came on.  Apparently, the pilot had radioed that they
were having problems controlling the plane and had declared an emergency.
Initial reports showed that the plane must have gone into a steep dive,
crashing almost from a vertical dive.  All I could think of was how
frightening those final moments must have been, what an awful way to die.
At the same time, I also felt that the end must have been very fast,
probably too fast to have felt any pain.

   I just sat there on the couch watching the TV; I turned off the sound
because it was just noise to me, but I wanted to watch just in case it
turned out to be a false report.  I finally started my coffee and poured a
big glass of juice to drink while the coffee was perking.  I felt like my
world had ended again, just like fifteen years ago.

   With a cup of coffee in my hand, I wandered around the house, the house
filled with silence.

   Everywhere I looked I could almost see Joly sitting, standing, moving
around, that wondrous smile on her pretty face.  I checked her room, the
pink room, but it was empty.  I went to my bedroom to sit on the bed, our
bed.  I spotted the dolls that Joly had given me for Christmas, the loving
dolls that she had left in their lovemaking position.

   My thoughts wandered back over my life, realizing that this was the
second time I had been in this position, first with Sue and now with Joly.
   This was the end of my Second Wind!