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 Uncle Milton & Alice : by (c) Hamilton Joyce Mf

   I could see he fancied me by the way he looked at me that afternoon.  He
had never looked that way before.  I knew why!  It was my new pastel blue
bikini.  Mum had told me it was too skimpy, `especially for a girl of
thirteen'.  But she was too mean to buy me another more decent swimsuit. 
She wouldn't even buy me a bra, though most of the other girls in my class
wore bras by now.  Still she couldn't stop me wearing the bikini bra!  I
used to measure my breasts nearly every day to see how they were growing.
And they were, not every day of course, but there was a difference over a
month.  I had quite a lot of hair round my pussy now, though not as much as
some of the girls with brown or black hair.  I didn't mind that.  I never
did much like hair down there.

   I reckon I looked good in my bikini, and the way he looked at my tits,
then my pussy, and then straight in my eyes, was exciting!

   My friend Maisie said rubbing male cum into them would make them grow.
But I reckoned I was doing all right without that.  And some of the girls
were such sluts, though I think Maisie was mainly just talk!

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   I'd hardly noticed my niece before, but there she was suddenly no longer
a child, now a sexy little teenager!  And she knew it.  She stood in the
door of their beach-hut, silhouetted against the sun.  I had to look hard
to see her properly in the fierce light.  But it was worth the effort.  She
had a tiny pale blue bikini, and against her bronzed skin it looked
stunning.  I took in her breasts, still small, but rounded, the shape of a
champagne glass, and they looked firm.  Down over her flat, tanned belly
with its pretty little belly-button, to her hips.  She still had a
young-girl's slender hips and almost boyish bum.  The bikini was tight over
her lovely plump mound, and tight between her legs.  I felt my cock
stiffening.  And I only had a very tiny, silky swimming trunks on myself! I
looked her in the eyes, and could see her nipples hardening as her gaze
dropped to my cock, the shape of which must by now have been clear.

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   I felt my nipples going hard, and my pussy was getting wet.  And that
was before I noticed his penis beginning to get hard.  He had a lovely
body, sort of triangular from his broad shoulders to his small hard bum. 
And tanned!  You wouldn't have guessed he was my flabby, wimpish Dad's
brother.

   I walked towards him.  The look in his eyes became sort of hard and
penetrating.  I think we might have kissed but there was an interruption.

   `Hey you two!  It's lovely.  Come on!'

   I giggled.  `It's lovely, Uncle Milton.'

   He laughed too.  `It certainly is, Alice.'

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   We were both excited.  I could see by her nipples, like little nuts now
beneath the shiny fabric, and by the way she squirmed her thighs together.
My arousal must have been very evident to her.  I was about to kiss her
when my idiot brother Franklin interrupted us, telling us to go into the
water.

   Not all was wasted though, as in that moment there was a sort of
unspoken understanding between us.  We wanted each other, and both knew it.
What would come of that, who knows?

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   For most of that year, 2003, I had been fucking my neighbour's wife. 
She was a lovely little piece, firm body and long auburn hair.  They had
only been married two years and she was just nineteen.  Pretty as she was,
I always recently closed my eyes and imagined I was humping my niece Alice.
It was about a month before I had the real thing.

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   Uncle Milton did not come to stay with us again for about four weeks. 
Instead of imagining I was with Hugh Grant or one of my other favourites, I
used to lay in bed at night and pretend I was with Uncle Milton, that he
had me in his arms and was kissing me.  I'd feel my breasts and squeeze my
nipples, and fantasise he was licking and kissing them.  Then my hand would
slip down, between, open the lips, and slide my finger into my pussy.  I
used to like to put my ring finger right up me and rub and tweak my clitty
with my index finger and thumb.  I'd lay there and pretend Uncle Milton was
fucking me, and I'd soon come.  I always slept better after a fantasy
session with Uncle Milton.

   Uncle Milton arrived at about 2 on a Saturday afternoon.  Mum and Dad
were all ready to go out to some stupid golf tournament.  Dad looked real
naff in his golfing trousers.

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   `Good of you to come over and look after Alice this weekend, Milton. 
Especially tomorrow evening.  It's a big weekend for Glenda and me, the
annual golf match today and a concert tomorrow evening.'

   `It's my pleasure, Franklin.  Only to happy to look after her.' You bet!
I thought.  I'll look after your pretty little daughter, idiot!  `Ok for me
to take a shower?  My car has no air-conditioning, and it was a long, hot
drive.'

   `Help yourself, Milton.'

   I will, I thought.  And to more than a shower.  As it happened, I did
not need to seduce Alice; she seduced me!

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   I heard Mum and Dad drive away, and then I could hear Uncle Milton in
the shower.  I undressed and put on my best panties, a white satin thong
with a red heart on the front.  I pushed the sides right in close, and then
made sure the centre of the crotch was caught between my lips.  You could
see my cunt as clear as if I had been naked.  I dabbed some of Mum's best
perfume behind my ears, and on the back of my thong.  I listened, and heard
the water stop in the shower.  It stayed off, and I gave him three minutes
to start drying himself.  I timed that carefully, and could feel my pussy
getting wet as I imagined him toweling down, naked.  I wanted to touch my
clit, but saved that for him.

   Time!  I pushed open the shower door (the lock had been broken for ages,
and Dad typically never got round to fixing it.) Uncle Milton was facing
me, naked.  I took in his beautiful body.  Triangular chest and tiny hips,
and of course the prettiest little cock, all timid and shrunken!  I was
glad he wasn't terribly hairy, not like Dad.

   `Oh!  I'm sorry, Uncle, I didn't know you were in here.

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   She walked right in on me, just as I had dried myself off.  And there I
was, stark-bollock naked in front of the object of my desire.  And she was
nearly naked too.  All she had on was a tiny bikini panties, white satin
with a cheeky message on the front.  The panties nowhere near covered her
white tan-line from her swimsuit, and her pretty little tits were white as
well against the bronze of her body.  Her nipples were hard and puffy, and
pink.  I felt my cock hardening.  Her thong was pulled so tight you could
see the shape of her cunt as clear as if she were naked.  And there was a
darker patch where her love-juice had wetted the crotch.  I was completely
erect now!

   She was apologising, but she didn't leave, and in fact took a step
towards me.

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   As I was apologising, I saw that hard look in his eyes again as he took
in my tits and my cunt.  I knew where he was looking.  And his cock was
getting hard, just like it did on the beach.  Only this time there was no
swimsuit to hold it in, and it stood free.  It looked big, and so very
handsome.  Without thinking I took a pace towards him, and we were in each
others' arms.  How I had wanted that moment!

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   I held her as we kissed, a hand in the small of her back, my other palm
cupped under her buttocks.  They were naked except for the thin strip of
cloth that ran up her arrse-crease.I could feel her tits firm against my
chest.  Her arms were round me, pulling me onto her.  Her tongue flickered
in and out my mouth.  She raised one leg between my naked legs, until her
thigh rested up and under my balls.  My cock strained against her belly.

   I stroked her shoulder-length blonde hair as we embraced, and thought
how like the Alice in the book she was.

   `I've wanted this so long, Alice.  Let's go to bed.'

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   It was as if we were drawn to each other by some magnetic force.  One
moment we were looking at each other, admiring each other's bodies, the
next we were in each other's arms.  As we kissed, deep French kisses, I
could feel the strong muscles in his back.  I slipped a hand down, and
caressed his hard little butt.  I could feel his penis hard between us.  I
wanted to reach down and hold it, but that would have meant breaking off
our lovely kiss.  Without thinking, I found I was standing on one leg, my
thigh pressed between his, against those huge balls.  He was stroking my
bottom, his hand inside my thong, and stroking my hair with his other hand.
I knew I loved him!

   He told me he wanted me, and picked me up and carried me into my
bedroom. He lay me on the bed and was beside me.

   Only we were laying head-to-toe.  I realised why when he nuzzled his
face between my thighs, rubbing his nose and lips against my satin panties'
crotch.  I was glad I'd used Mum's perfume.  Which shows how little I knew
about men then!  I raised my hips and he drew my panties down, throwing
them onto the floor.  Then his mouth and lips were on my naked pussy.  I
could feel and hear him kissing me there, making little slurping noises.

   His penis was hard, and I could not keep my eyes off it.  I held it, and
ran my fist up and down it.  Then we were closer together, and his penis
was mixed up in my hair.

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   I lifted her up and as I carried her to the bedroom I placed a kiss on
her breast.  It felt silky and firm under my lips and I took her nipple in
my mouth, feeling it hard as I nibbled it gently.  I laid her on the bed
and immediately my face was between her thighs, my mouth nuzzling the
crotch of her white satin panties.  It was damp, and had that sweet smell
of teenage girl I love so much.  She raised her hips and I drew her panties
down, and off from her ankles.  She was not only a pretty face!  Her cunt
was stunningly beautiful: lovely flat belly, just so slightly rounded, a
light fringe of hair the same ash-blonde as her head, and the prettiest
pink cunt-lips, almost hairless, and with a tiny glistening pearl of her
clit peeping out as they swelled and opened in excitement.  I pulled the
lips apart and placed my open mouth full over her slit.  Her hips raised to
meet my lips, and I tongued her clit, round and round it, and then nibbling
it in the way no young girl can resist.  I slipped a finger into her cunt
and slid it gently in and out as I sucked her.  With my free hand I reached
up to fondle a matchless breast.  I love the small, firm breasts of
teenagers, so much more enticing than larger grown women.  My regular fuck,
the neighbour's wife, Julie, had nice firm tits, but still not as exciting
as these were.

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   As he sucked me I could feel my pussy getting more and more aroused,
beginning to soar.  His cock was mixed up in my hair, so his balls were
close to my face.  I pulled him towards me, arms around him, and licked his
balls with the tip of my tongue.  The hair on them tickled my lips, and I
was interested to see how the skin contracted and tightened, going crinkly
as I teased them with my tongue.  I took one of his balls completely into
my mouth, and pulled at it before releasing it.  I was doing all this
without thinking, completely involuntarily, as if some other force had
taken over my body.  His cock stabbed at my head, and it was almost as if
he was struggling with me.  I could feel he was as excited as me.  I pulled
him down a bit so his cock was in my face, pressed up against my mouth and
nose.  There was a drop of clear liquid in the eye of it, like a little
tear-drop.  I pushed him away a few inches, and touched the little drop
with my tongue: it had no taste.  Now I kissed the red, angry looking knob.
That felt good, and I closed my lips around it.  I heard him groan, and his
sucking, licking and kissing became more frantic.  His hips thrust, and his
cock was suddenly in my mouth, all of it.  I was coming, and I could hear
myself making stifled squeaks and (I'm ashamed to say) swearing as my cunt
soared in ecstasy.

   As my orgasm died away, he stopped sucking, pulled his cock from my
mouth, and was on top of me.  I could taste myself on his lips as we
kissed.

  
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   She was not only lovely, she was a randy little girl.  I had found a
good one here!  As I sucked her, she licked my balls and then started to
suck my cock.  It was all I could do to keep myself from coming.  But she
saved me by coming herself: I was amazed she knew the words she was using
as she came!

   But as soon as she had come, I knew I had to fuck her.  I lay on top of
her, kissing, and ,no hands, let my cock place itself against her open and
juicy cunt.  One push and I was in her.  Her tongue entered my mouth at the
moment her cunt accepted my cock.  I could feel the last spasms of her
orgasm grip and release me as I waited, motionless, enjoying the moment,
resting myself on my elbows above her.  But then her legs were round my
arse, ankles locked together, her arms round my back and she was pulling me
down on top of her.  I felt her tits against my chest, and then we were
lost in fucking.  Each down-thrust by me was met with a tighter hug and a
movement of her hips towards me.  I made sure my cock rasped its length
over her clit with each penetration.  Our lips separated and I kissed her
neck, there where the hair was fine, blonde and wispy.  I could feel her
lips on my neck, and was dimly aware of her finger-nails tearing at my back
in her passion.

   A teenage girl does not only have muscle tone in her bum and tits: she
also has a more vigorous cunt than her grown up sisters (or perhaps
parents).  I love the feel of a muscular young cunt, tight, vagina walls
gripping and releasing, maximizing pleasure.  She had her tongue in my ear
now, licking there, and murmuring that she wanted more, and faster, and
harder.  I could feel she was close, and then knew she was coming as I
heard her blaspheming and swearing in her passion.  I could release myself
now, and I came in her, filling her with cum, and feeling her cunt still
tight, spasms in her orgasm, but suddenly even more slippery from my cum.

   She still held me round my back, but her legs relaxed, and returned to
lay on the bed.  We lay a long while on the bed in each other's arms,
astounded by the force of our mutual passion and pleasure, and exhausted by
the power of our fucking.  We fell asleep.

  
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   I wish I could remember more about that first time.  Up to the moment he
lay on top of me and pushed his cock into me I remember it all very
clearly, but apart from the feeling of him in me the first minute, it has
all gone.  I know he fucked me hard in what is called the 'misssionary
position', and I know I was soon lost in the pleasure and excitement.  I'd
had things in my pussy before, like the handle of my hairbrush, my fingers
of course, and sometimes a candle I kept by my bed just for that.  But this
was different.  He was big, warm and strong, and his cock filled me and
rubbed beautifully on my clit.  I think he came at the same time as me, and
after I remember thinking `your poor back' where I had scratched it.

   Good job I woke up when Mum and Dad got back from their golf!

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   Luckily she heard the car doors slam.

   `Shit!  It's Mum and Dad.'

   I left her in her room to dress, and went smartly back to the shower to
run it, and complete an alibi for being upstairs.

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   `It's so good of you to look after Alice for us, Milton'

   `I can assure you Wilma, it's my pleasure.  Think nothing of it.'

   `No, really, Franklin and I are so grateful, especially for tomorrow
night.  Would it be ok for us to book a hotel?  It's such a long run back
from town after the concert.  And Franklin thinks it would be nice to have
a meal, a few drinks, and take it easy in a hotel, rather than facing that
awful motorway in the small hours.'

   `Ask Alice what she thinks.'

   `Oh, I don't mind.  I like to be here with Uncle Milton.  I won't be any
trouble for him.  I'll go to bed early.' I managed to avoid catching her
eye, the little rascal!

   `That's ok then.  I'll go and book the room now.'

   Alice and her mother went out leaving me with my brother.

   `You must find it a bit of a tie having a teenage daughter around all
the time, Franklin.'

   `We do, Milton.  I mean we love her, but it is a bit constricting.'

   `Be nice to take Wilma away for a fortnight somewhere just by
yourselves, I suppose.'

   `Would it not!  With Alice in tow we really have to go to beach resorts,
or ski resorts so she has something to do.  We'd much rather pick a capital
city, and soak up the culture.  You know we're fanatics about music, art
galleries, poetry readings.  All that stuff you can't expect a teenage girl
to be into.  And we could hardly go to Rome or Paris and leave her to fend
for herself while we did the culture bit.  Can't leave her alone here
either.  She's capable of looking after herself for a couple of weeks, I'm
sure, but it's probably not legal at twelve.'

   `She's thirteen now, Franklin.'

   `Same principle.  And she'd probably get into some sort of trouble.'

   `You know, Franklin I work from home.  I could work from here just as
easily: my laptop and your computer.  I could look after her for a couple
of weeks.  We get on fairly well together.  Or Alice could come and stay
with me, if you want.'
`Well, that's an offer, Milton.  I'll have to talk to Wilma about it,
but I'm sure she'll like the idea.  Alice won't mind one way or the other I

guess.  Yes, that's a real tempting offer.'

  
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   The family conference next afternoon decided it.  Wilma and Franklin
would go to Italy, Rome and Florence, four weeks in August, taking nearly
all his leave entitlement for the year and Alice would come to stay with
her Uncle Milton in Lancashire.

   I could see Alice making an effort to suppress her joy at the prospect
of four weeks' sucking and fucking.  To say I was pleased would be an
understatement, and I intended to surprise Alice with pleasures she could
not yet even imagine: here was a willing and pretty teen who needed to be
taught all the little complaisances that make for a happy sex life!

   `Well, you two.  Wilma and I had better be off.  How do we look?'

   Wilma looked elegant as usual, but my brother Franklin could never look
anything other than a flabby mess, even in his dinner jacket.  I told them
they both looked a million dollars.

   `And what will you two do while we're away?'

   I caught Alice's eye, and there was an unspoken secret between us.

   `Uncle Milton wants some exercise.  I think we could train together.'

   `Alice will come for a walk with me.  Once round the lake, then dinner
and some homework.'

  
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   We waited for the car to leave the carport, and gave them half an hour
to come back if they had forgotten something.  Then we fell into each
other's arms.

   `Uncle Milton.  We've got till eleven tomorrow morning.  That's
seventeen whole hours.'

   `You're a greedy girl, Alice, and very forward too.  What do you think
you've got hold of there you naughty girl?' She had one of my buttocks in
each palm.  ' I should spank you.'

   `Oh, would you, Uncle?  Maisie Perkins' Dad spanks her and she says it's
lovely.  Though she doesn't let him know she likes it.'

   `I expect he guesses.'

  
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   She was wearing one of those short tartan skirts that just invite a
friendly grope.  I love them on a girl, and get a hard if I so much as see
one.  I live in a seaside town, as does my brother, and the young girls in
their holiday gear drive me almost to distraction..  As we kissed I slipped
my hand up her mini-skirt and felt her bottom.  Instead of a thong, she was
wearing quite full satin knickers.

   I gave her a playful slap on her bottom, and she immediately slipped her
tongue into my mouth, her way of saying she liked it.  So I slapped her
again, a bit harder, and this time felt her tiny hand slip between us and
grasp my cock through my trousers.  I was hard of course.  I slapped her
again.

   `Spank me properly, over your knee.'

  
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   Spanking started as a joke, but after that first time it became a big
part of our play together, Uncle Milton and me.  I had told him about
Maisie's Dad, and when we kissed that second day he lifted my skirt and
spanked me.  I made sure he knew I liked it, and he did it a few times
more. I was glad I'd put on my full panties and not just a little thong!

   I asked him to spank me over his knee.

   I don't expect Maisie's Dad did it as well as Uncle Milton.  I mean, he
not only spanked my bottom, and after every slap stroked and caressed it.
His spare hand was rubbing the crotch of my panties, stroking my clit
through the satin.  Another pair for the wash!  The spanking and the
caressing made my bottom tingle, but I could feel it in my pussy as well.
Then his free hand was inside my panties, and with each slap he slipped a
finger up me.  Then with each stroking of my bottom between slaps he
stroked my clit.  I could feel his cock, hard and lumpy under my belly.

   'That's lovely, Uncle Milton, but it would be nicer still on my bare
bottom.'

   I stood up in front of him, and he undid my skirt (easy, as it has a
velcro fastening).  Then he pulled my panties slowly down.  He leaned
forward and kissed me lightly on my mound, there where I was just getting
some hair for the first time.  I stepped out of my panties, and lay across
his knee again, this time just wearing my bra and top.  His trousers felt
rough against my naked belly, and his cock was still lumpy.  Now he spanked
me properly, hard and stinging.  He would stop occasionally to stroke and
caress my bottom, but was not feeling my cunt any more.  I loved it!  But
finally asked him to fuck me.

  
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   Spanking was the first of our little sexual experiments.  She clearly
enjoyed it and later was always after me for more.  his first time she got
so worked up that she knelt in front of the other arm-chair and had me fuck
her doggy-style.  In the cunt, not the arse.  Not yet!

   With the help of some viagra, I had her four times that night, with
plenty of sucking and kising in-between.  We were up and dressed by the
time her parents returned, at about ten thirty.

   And that was that until Summer when she came to stay with me for the
school holidays, and her parents' trip to Florence.

  
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   I thought it would be awkward telling my little squeeze, Julie, that I
would be having my niece to stay all summer.  I left it till the last
moment, the morning of her arrival.  Her husband had gone out to work, and
she slipped across to my appartment in her negligee as usual.

   'Have I told you about my niece, Julie?'

   'You mentioned her, darling.  Alice, isn't it?  I remember you saying
she looked like Alice in the book.'

   'She does!  Here, here's a photo.'

   'She's very pretty!'

   'I didn't know you fancied girls too.' I said this jokingly, but she
replied serious and mocking at the same time.

   'You never asked.  Mostly I don't but she's drop-dead lovely.  I could
her!'

   'Good lord!  I never guessed.'

   'I'm like you, you old goat.  I go both ways.'

   'How did you know I'm bi?  I never said...'

   'I've seen you looking at the boys on the beach.  You're so transparent
you men.  It's obvious.  I always reckoned you fancied my Miles as well.'

   'Well, you're right in that.  I do.  He's very sexy.  Got a great body.
I like them slender and muscular.'

   'I don't think he'd go with another guy.  He's hundred percent hetero.'

   'Never met a man yet who was.  We're all a bit bi if the time , the
place and the guy are right.'

   She laughed.  'And all women are too, if the truth is known.  And yes I
do fancy her.  I suppose you've seduced her you reprobate.'

   'I must admit I have.  Even with viagra I'm afraid while she's here
you'll get less of me, Julie.  But perhaps you can make it up with her.'

   'A threesome to start with?'

   'Mmmmm'.

  
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   My heart leapt as she came down the platform towards the barrier.  And
not only my heart!  One glance at her tanned legs, that tiny Britney Spears
tartan skirt, and my cock leapt as well.  As she handed her bag to me I
gave her a chaste peck on the cheek in greeting, but whispered in her ear
as we hugged, 'Proper kiss later!'

   'I hope so, Uncle.'

   'Good journey?'

   'Boring.  Lasted for ever.  And I was getting worked up thinking about
you all the way.'

   'We could have had a quickie in the toilets!'

   'You're dreadful.  There was this guy sitting opposite me.  Kept looking
at my legs.  So I thought I'd give him a proper eyeful, and I got up and
reached up for my bag in the rack.  I got a magazine out, but made sure he
had a good view of my butt.  The thong must have been right up between.'
She giggled.  'When I sat down I could see he'd got a bulge here.  Like
you!' She quickly squeezed my cock.

   'Jesus, Alice!  Not here.  You'll get me into deep doodoo.'

   She was laughing now.  'And when I sat down I made sure he had a good
look at my pussy, and i'm sure my panties must have looked damp.  Anyway,
he left the carriage and when he came back the bulge was gone!' More lovely
girlish giggles.  'He wasn't bad looking at all.  Perhaps I should have
gone with him!'

   'Now who's dreadful?'

   In the taxi I had a discrete feel of her smooth thighs, and her panties
were indeed moist.

   As soon as the door was closed behind us she was in my arms, kissing me
with all the pent-up passion of a month's absence.

   'Please, Uncle.  Now!  I can't wait any longer.'

   I had her over the dining room table, bent over in front of me.  My belt
undone, my trousers round my ankles, I lifted her skirt and stroked her
arse.  The white panties stretched tight across it, and it occurred to me
that it was rounder and less boyish than it had been when I last caressed
her.  Girls grow fast at thirteen.

   'Please, now.'

   I pulled the panties down her thighs, and she raised one foot to let
them drop to the floor.  I parted the cheeks, and was tempted for a moment
by that pretty, puckered anus.  But that would be for later.  I rubbed my
knob in her pussey-slit, and it was slick and slippery.

   'Please, Uncle.' She was wriggling her arse at me like a bitch on heat.

   A push and I was in that warm and welcoming cunt again after so long.  I
took her hard, fast and furious.  And she came within a dozen thrusts,
triggering me as well.  I was still hard and throbbing when she pulled
away. She scrunched up her panties and stuck them between her legs.  In
that moment I knew while I had been away she had been fucking someone.  The
gesture of punting her panties between her cuntlipsto soak up the cum was
so natural, so instinctive that it was clearly a habit after fucking.  And
yet it was the first time I had seen her do it.

   'Hey!  You filled me up!'

   'Been a long time!'

   'Oh come on, Uncle!  Don't tell me there's been no-one else, because I
won't believe it.'

   'Oh!  There's someone I want to tell you about, that I want you to
meet.'

  
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   Julie came round at eight o'clock as arranged, and looked very lovely in
her simple long, black dress.  I had taken Alice shopping for her first
sophisticated gown, and she had chosen a full-length shiny, silver
creation: with her blonde hair and new strappy silver high heels she looked
fantastic.  I wore my dinner jacket.  So we turned a few heads as we walked
the hundred or so yards down the Promenade to Dauncy's where I had booked a
table about a month before.

   Julie's man, Miles, was driving back from Newcastle.  It would be two in
the morning before he arrived home.  He knew we were going out together. 
What some guys have to do for a living!

   The dinner was a success.  Good food, good wine in moderate quantities
and, of course, immaculate service.  Julie and Alice were amused and
flattered by the status of some of their fellow diners.  They spotted the
actress Leila Spode with a good looking boy.  'Not her husband,' whispered
Alice.  'But Milton isn't mine either', answered Julie, which they both
found amusing.  Dwight Faber the footballer had a statuesque blonde in tow.
'Tart', opined Alice.  The Government Minister Sir Tom Tittle was in
earnest conversation with an Arab-looking guy.  But my guests soon tired of
celebrity spotting and were getting on as only girls can.  Mostly I sat
back and listened, watching them enjoy themselves and looking forward to
the delights to come .

   It was dark when we left the restaurant, but still warm and balmy.  The
promenade was less crowded now, really only a few young lovers; most
holiday makers would be in the pubs and clubs by now, or in bed with their
companions, "Mr and Mrs Smith".  We strolled back to the apartment, and
stood opposite it looking at the moon relected on the sea.  I had an arm
round each girl, and after a couple of minutes silence kissed first Julie,
and then longer Alice.  They both cuddled up closer to me, and I felt a
hand on my crotch, whose I did not know.  Then Julie kissed Alice, full on
the lips, long and lingering, a lover's kiss.

   'I've never done that before.  I mean kiss a girl like that.' Alice
seemed, if anything, excited rather than alarmed.

   'Nice though!  That couple have got the right idea.' Julie pointed to a
couple laying together on the beach a few yards further down.  They were
probably not yet fucking, but they were clearly going to.  'Let's go in,
Milton, and get warm in your bed.  It's getting a bit chilly here with bare
arms.

  
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   The dinner was lovely.  I felt so elegant in my new dress, and there
were such important people in the restaurant, real celebrities.  Julie was
very nice, and although I'm sure she has sex with Uncle Milton I wasn't
really jealous because she was such fun.  They both treated me like a
grown-up, and so did the waiters, and I could see some of the other diners
looking at me out of the side of their eyes so their partners wouldn't
notice.  I bet they did though!  And some girls were looking at me that way
too: that was exciting also.  I felt real good.
After we walked down the prom and stood in the dark looking at the moon
over the sea.  You could hear laughter and noises from couples on the
beach, but ir was quite romantic.  I felt down and held Uncle Milton's
cock: it soon went hard.  cHe lissed Julie and then me, and we cuddled like
three lovers.  Then I felt Julie's hand over mine, pressing it down harder
onto his trousers.I held her hand and then placed it where mine had been,
and pressed it down with mine.  As a reward, I guess, she kissed me.  And
it was a real kiss, too, her mouth open and her tongue pushing into mine. I
was shocked for a moment, but it was nice and I gave her my tongue back.  I
think I said it was the first time I'd been kissed by a girl like that. 
But I may just have thought it.  Anyway, Julie pointed out a couple who
were really getting it on, and suggested we all go and get into Uncle

Milton's bed.  I was hot for it!

   Uncle Milton went off to shower, but I stood in front of the long mirror
looking at myself: I looked good in my silver satin frock.  Julie came up
behind me and was looking over my shoulder.  She looked sexy too, and even
more so when I saw and felt her lips brush the back of my neck in a light,
almost not-there kiss.  A tingling feeling went from my neck to my breasts
and then direct to my clit.  I felt her fingers at the back of my neck, and
she had unclasped my gown, unzipped it and it fell to my feet.  I stood
there in a pool of sliver, and watched her hands slip under my arms, and
her palms over my breasts, squeezing them through the white lacy bra.  I
turned round and we kissed.  Then she turned her back to me and I undid her
dress.  While I went over to the bed, she opened a ward-robe, took out two
hangers and put our gowns away safe.

   I remember thinking she certainly knew her way around Uncle Milton's
apartment!  I also thought she looked very pretty, and very sexy: that sort
of idea had been lurking somewhere at the back of my mind all evening.  I
found I wanted her, the first girl I ever felt that for.

   I watched her slip her shoes off and join me on the bed.  We both had
bare legs that hot evening, but both had panties and bra on.  Hers were
lovely black satin and lace, the bra see-thru, and the panties the
prettiest silk , very full.

  
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   By the time I'd hung my suit up, taken a very quick shower, and
collected three glasses and a bottle, the girls were deep in the enjoyment
of each other's bodies.  I doubt if they noticed me come in.  I set the
wine on a side table and stood watching them.  My cock was hard, and I
stroked it as I watched their play.  They were kissing and caressing,
nothing more.  Surprisingly both still had their bras and panties, and I
enjoyed the contrast between the shiny black and shiny white.  Julie rolled
over so she was half on top of my Alice.  I sat on the bed beside them, and
unclasped her bra.  Her bottom was so cute, with the black satin stretched
tight.  I stroked it, and then slipped a hand down inside the waistband to
feel the smoothness beneath.  My hand slipped into her crack, and I could
feel how worked up she was.  As my finger touched her there, between her
anus and her cunt she was aware of me for the first time, and raised her
hips slightly.  I took this as an invitation to slowly draw her panties
down till she was naked.

   Laying half under her, my Alice looked up, caught my eye, and smiled. 
'Thank you, Uncle Milton.  They're lovely aren't they?' She had slipped
Julie's breasts out from the lacy bra-cups and had one in each hand.

   'Nearly as nice as yours, my sweet.' I managed to get a hand beneath her
and unclasped her brassiere.  A second later and Julie had one pink nipple
in her mouth and was rolling the other between finger and thumb.  Alice
closed her eyes in pleasure and stretched her legs out , raising her hips.
This was my cue to slip a hand down each side of her panties' waistband and
draw them down, over her thighs, knees, calves, and finally threw them to
join Julie's on the carpet.  Julie's mouth was now on her new friend's
navel, tongue licking round the belly button.  Alice still lay eyes closed,
but had a hand on each of Julie's breasts.

   I whispered in Julie's ear.  'You know what she wants, darling.'

   Her full lips with their tarty red lipstick moved down over the smooth,
slightly rounded belly, down over the fringe of wispy blonde hair, down to
the clit that peeped shyly from lust-swollen lips.  Alice sighed, and
opened her legs even wider.  She held Julie's head in her hands, palms
slipping in the glossy black hair, holding her head in place over the
welcoming cunt.  I stroked Julie's arse and back as she sucked, Alice's
first lesbian love-making.  I could have fucked Julie then, that beautiful,
rounded, womanly, but still girlish-slender arse.  But that was not our
plan, hatched earlier.  Instead I watched as she worked my niece up into a
frenzy, licking and nibbling and reaching up to fondle her tits.  Soon the
girl was coming, her usual torrent of sighs, oohs and ahs, swear words.

   But Julie did not just stop there.  She quickly moved so they were head
to tail as it were, her mouth again on Alice's cunt, feeling the last of
her orgasm, tongue deep inside her.  But more to the point her cunt pressed
against the novice's face.  They were laying now so that Alice was half on
top, her pretty, almost boyish arse inviting my caresses.  And more.

   Tentative for a second, Alice licked the length of Julie's slit.  But
then it was all passion, as she buried her face and went to work with lips
and tongue.

   Julie had deliberately pulled Alice over on top of her, as we had
agreed. That pretty little, almost boyish arse was inches from me.  I
palmed each buttock, stroking, fondling, and then pulled them apart, to
reveal again that pretty, puckered anus.  One day soon I would have that,
but not just now.  I knelt over them, my cock resting in Alice's slit from
behind, parting those pretty pink lips, but not penetrating the shocking
scarlet of her cunt.  Julie was sucking like crazy, and I could hear Alice
was about to come.  This was my moment.  With the first gasps and panting
of her orgasm I rammed my cock into her, the full length in one fierce
thrust.

   'Shit!  Shiiiiiit!, Oh fucking, fucking ell.......' The swear words and
oaths came tumbling out of the seeming-innocent blonde teen like some
raddled old Soho whore.  But all genuine, part of her uncontrollable
orgasm. 'Harder!  Harder!  pleeeeeease!.'

   I gave it to her hard, fast.  Julie sucked and licked inches from my
cock.  And Alice had her first three-some come.

   'Oh, please stop!  It's gone sensitive.'

   But neither Julie nor myself stopped.  Alice tried to escape,
struggling, but I held her round her back, by the tits, and Julie had her
firmly round the hips.  She sucked on, and I fucked on, and in seconds our
novice was coming again.

  
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   I never knew it could be so good as it was that night with Julie sucking
me, and Uncle Milton fucking at the same time.  I came, and wanted them to
stop.  But they would not, and Julie kept on sucking, and Uncle Milton kept
on fucking.  They held me so tight I could scarcely move.  It was if all
three of us were joined in one body, joined at mouth, cunt, cock.  I came
and came, and don't know how many times it was.  Finally my cunt sort of
gave up, and it gripped on Uncle Milton so tight he couldn't move his cock
in me at all.  Still Julie sucked, licked and nibbled at my clit, and Uncle
Milton was squeezing my tits and tweaking my nipples.  My whole body was
one paradise of pleasure, and my cunt was squeezing so hard on him, milking
him.  I heard him shout he was coming, and again I was coming, this one the
biggest of them all.  The waves of pleasure flowed through me, especially
from my tits to my clit and cunt.  I'm sure I felt his spunk spurt out deep
inside me.

   For a moment I thought my cunt would never let go, and panicked a bit at
the thought of need ing a doctor or someone.  But as my orgasm died away.
it relaxed, and Uncle Milton was able to pull his cock out.

   Later, sitting on the bed, smoking, it was nice to feel their arms
around me as I sat between them, a soft female hand on one of my breasts, a
strong male hand on the other.

   'I never knew it could be so good.  I mean it was good before, but..'

   'Three is the best for sex, whatever the combination.'

   'Then four, then two.'

   Julie and Uncle Milton laughed.  I realised they knew about these
matters!

   'Has he had you in your arse, yet Alice?'

   'No.  Doesn't that hurt?'

   'A bit at first.  Doesn't do anything much for me, but I let them
sometimes because the men like it so much.  I bet you've wanted to bugger
her, Milton?'

   'I admit the thought has crossed my mind.'

   'I let them when I'm having my period.'

   'Mine's due next Monday.'

   'Monday it is, then Milton.  You'll have that pretty little arse
Monday.'

   'You're a gem, Julie.  I love you.  ' He leaned across my body and
kissed her.

   'You don't.  You just think I'm a good shag.  I may be, but I've got to
go now.  Miles will be back in a bit.'

   'Pity he can't come straight in here and join us for the night.'

   'You fancy him, I think, Milton?  You'd like to feel that big, cut cock
up you you old pervert.'

   'You know me too well, Julie...  I'd like to have this up him, even
more.'

   'Look.  I've an idea.  You think you could pull this off, Alice?'

   She explained what we should do.  It seemed easy enough to me.

   'Hey!  Careful where you stub that cigarette out.' The ashtray was on my
naked thighs!  But Julie gathered her clothes and shoes together and left
us.  No need to dress just to cross the landing between our apartments!

  
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   In the morning, we waited by the picture-window.  He had one arm around
me, holding my breast as he always liked, and the other rested on my
buttocks.

   'There he goes.  Quick now!'

   I ran down the stairs.  By the time I got through the door he was nearly
a hundred yards ahead, so I had to sprint to catch him.  I was almost
puffed by the time I came up on his shoulder.  I had to shout as he had a
Walkman plugged into his ears.

   'I thought it was you.  Shall we jog together.'

  
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   I unplugged my Walkman, and put the earpieces away in my little
back-pack.

   'It's Alice isn't it?  From next door?'

   'Yes.  You're Giles?'

   'It's Miles.'

   'Sorry, Miles.'

   'No prob.  Julie has told me about you.'

   'All good, I hope.'

   I laughed.  'She said you are very beautiful, and she's right.'

   'Thankyou kind sir.'

  
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   We came to the piece of the Prom where the council are re-surfacing it.
They had left a narrow strip for pedestrians and I let her jog in front of
me.  I could study her long, slender legs, golden-tanned and smooth.  Her
bottom was lovely, not yet full and rounded like a grown-woman's, but
nothing at all boyish in the tight little buns, which moved as she ran. 
Her shorts were tight up into her crotch and arse cheeks, and either she
had no panties or the tiniest of thongs.  The sweat-shirt top was tight
across a slender back, and her blonde pony-tail bobbed up and down.  I
could feel my cock getting hard.  We came out of the chicane, and ran
side-by-side again, in silence.  She had small, firm tits I could see.  She
certainly wore a sports bra (daft to jog without nipple protection), but
her tits looked as if they did not need a bra for support or uplift.  I
tried to banish the thought of her naked body, but could not.

  
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   I could see him looking sideways at me, and would have known he fancied
me even if I had not noticed the growing bulge in his white shorts.  And
the look in his eyes was the one I had first seen in Uncle Milton's two
months ago on the beach that first day.

   'I like to rest a minute or two on that bench.  Look at the sea, and
gather strength for the difficult bit along the beach.'

   'OK'

   We sat and he picked up a couple of pebbles the sea had thrown up onto
the prom.  He threw them far out into the sea.

   'You men amuse me!  Always need to be doing something.  can't just sit
and do nothing, and enjoy.' I placed my hand on his thigh.  He is lovely
and hairy, and I felt the crisp black hairs under my palm.  My clit was
well awake, I tell you!  In fact, after the night before it would be ages
before it settled down again!  I was amused when he flinched as if I had
scalded him.  But I did not move my hand and was amused to see his bulge
growing.

   'You keep yourself very fit, Miles.' I squeezed his thigh and moved
closer to him, so we were touching, shoulders and thighs.

   'How old are you, Alice?'

   'Old enough to know what I like.  You've a great body, Miles.  I can't
understand why Julie...'

   'Go on.  What about Julie?  What were you going to say?'

   'Oh I'm sure you know.'

   'Tell me, then we'll see if I know.'

   'She's having an affaire with Uncle Milton.  In fact I'm sure he's
sticking his thing in her just now, even as we speak.  I know it.'

   'Not Julie..'

   'She is.  If I prove it to you, do you promise not to make a fuss.  Or
at least not while I'm there?'

  
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   We ran back rather quicker.  I couldn't really believe Julie would be
fucking Milton.  Our sex had been so good last night when I got back from
Newcastle.  But I had to know.  I let Alice use her key on the street door,
and she held her finger to her lips as we crept up the stairs.  Our rubber
soles made no noise on the polished floor.  Then the Yale key, quietly,
gently, and the door open six inches.  There they were backs to us,
actually fucking on all fours in the hallway of his apartment!  She was
kneeling.  and he was fucking her hard from behind.  No doubt about that.
Alice softly closed the door.

   It gives you a jolt the first time you see your wife fucking another
man. And even more so when she is clearly enjoying it more than she does in
her own marriage bed.  Alice was whispering, but in my dazed state I
scarcely heard her.

   'You see!  I was so angry and so jealous.  Uncle Milton said he would
fuck me when I stayed here.  And now he fucks Julie almost as much.  I know
how you must feel, Miles.  Because I feel the same.'

   I remember now, Julie saying Alice was only thirteen.  Thirteen!  And
jealous when her Uncle fucks another woman.  Jesus!

   She put her arms around my neck and whispered in my ear.  'We should
give them something to be jealous about too.' I felt her tits firm against
my chest, my cock hard against her belly.  'Fuck me, Miles, now.  We've an
hour before they expect us back.  Fuck me like Uncle Milton was fucking
your wife.  That'll teach them, serve them right.' Her hand grasped my cock
through the cotton shorts.

   I knew she was jail bait.  I knew she was a minor.  But she exuded sex
from every pore of that sweet body, and was certainly not an innocent
virgin.  And my mind was in turmoil from what I had just fleetingly seen.
So I let her lead me by the hand through the door of my apartment.

  
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   She shut the door behind us, and I watched, appalled?  amazed?, as she
pulled her shirt up over her head, tossed her pony tail, and then slipped
her shorts down to join the shirt on the parquet floor.  She leaned forward
as she eased the tiny white thong down her thighs and kicked it away.  It
was a deliberate cheesecake pose.  I stared at her, her long, slender,
tanned legs, wit the little-girl white cotton socks and pink running shoes:
slender hips, the skin so smooth and unblemished: my eyes were fixed on the
little triangle of curls, a deeper gold than her ash-blonde pony-tail, her
cunt lips still naked of any fluff, pink and swollen.  But then I lifted my
gaze to meet her blue eyes.  Her smile was not that of a young girl, but
was full of the promise of pleasure.

   In that moment I was lost.  I forgot my marriage vows, forgot Julie,
forgot this was a thirteen year old minor, forgot the law and morality,
forgot everything except my stiff cock demanding possession of this lovely
body.  I don't know who took the first pace but we were in each other's
arms, embracing, and kissing lips wide-open, tongues fighting for entrance.
I found I was stroking her lovely bottom.  She had a hand up under my
shirt, the other still grasping my cock through my shorts.  It was one of
those moments that seem to last for ever.  Then she was whispering again.

   'Take my bra off.'

   It was a plain white cotton bra.  I fumbled with the catch, and managed
it finally.  Her breasts were perfect, peerless, matchless, any word you
like to describe their smooth firmness.  Tanned the same as her belly, they
were more pointed and comical than rounded, but stood so upright and pert
that it seemed the little brown nipples were pulling them upwards and
outwards towards the ceiling.  I nuzzled one with my lips and fondled the
other.

   'Let me!' The hand up under my shirt that had been feeling my chest and
my nipples, grasped the shirt and pulled it up.  We had to part a second
while she pulled it over my head and threw it down with her scanty pieces.
'Lovely!  I love that!  So furry!' She was combing my chest hair with the
tips of her fingers, and I felt her lips on my nipples fow a moment.  'Here
too!  That's great!' She had found my back is hairy too.  I'm a real bear!
But her main interest was still my cock, and I felt her fumbling with the
buckle on my shorts, and then pulling them down.  I stepped out of them: I
had not worn underpants for my training session.

   She dropped to her knees, and I hoped she would suck me.  I grasped her
blonde head between my palms.  But she just kissed my cock and balls and
knelt on all fours.

   'Now!  Fuck me now!  Like they were fucking!  Do me here on the floor!'

   I knelt behind her and spread her arse cheeks.  What a pretty, puckered
anus!  You would expect a thirteen year old girl to have thin, tight
cunt-lips, but these were plump and nearly open.  Nearly naked of hair, but
with that lovely purse-shape.  I opened them with thumb and forefinger: the
scarlet was shocking to the eye, glistening and wet.  I rubbed my knob
between her lips, and felt her pressing back on me.  I placed the knob, and
it slid easily in, to be greeted by a long sigh of pleasure as I slid the
fiull length.

   I'm afraid I did not last long, but nor did she.

  
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   Poor Miles!  He was certainly surprised to see (and hear!) his wife
fucking with Uncle Milton.  I wondered how he could not know, with her
shagging his neighbour almost daily.  He seemed dazed, but I whispered in
his ear and led him back to his apartment.  I knew once he had seen my arse
naked he would want me.  Uncle Milton says I would tempt a saint.  And when
I got him to kiss and feel my tits I knew I had him.  He wanted me to suck
him (they all do don't they?), but I just licked his balls and kissed his
knob lightly.  Then I knelt, and he was in me.

   I was really hot for him.  He has a great body, nice and furry, manly,
and it did no harm that I was going to fuck Julie's husband.  Added to the
thrill (it always does for me, another woman's man!).  Good thing too, as I
came only seconds before him, a dozen shoves, and we both came.

   After, he was still hard, and I licked his cock clean.  He wanted some
more, of course, but I (and Julie and Uncle Milton) had other ideas.

  
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   That first fuck with Alice was over so quick I hardly noticed what I was
doing.  The biggest cum I have evr had (still!), and then it was over.  She
slipped off me, and I knelt upright as she licked and kissed my cock and
balls.  I was still hard as I fondled her tits.  I wanted to fuck her
again, this time in bed.  But she had other ideas.

   'Come with me.  There's something else I want!'

   I was still dazed, I think, as she led me by my cock, through the door,
across the landing, and into Milton's apartment.  The couple were no longer
in the lobby.  But they were on Milton's bed.

   What happened next was the most astounding of all the morning's
happenings.  I suppose I was half-ready for Julie fucking another man: most
husbands will know that feeling.  But this!  Alice let go of my cock, and
leaped onto the bed with a shout of laughter.  Immediately she was on top
of my wife, her mouth between Julie's legs, kissing and sucking.  Julie
loves me to do that!  But I could not have imagined her reciprocating.  And
yet, I watched her pull Alice's legs apart and in her turn bury her face
between those lovely slender thighs.  She was sucking where I had just
fucked.

   Milton, as calm as you like, got up from the bed, crossed to the table
and poured himself a cup of coffee.  He stood there, like me, watching my
wife and his niece sucking each other off.  And enjoying it!  He was hard,
and stroking his cock with his free hand, but I had to focus on the action
on the bed.  Julie's fingers bit deep into that delicious little arse as
she tried to bury her tongue even deeper in her cunt.  Those gripping
fingers opened Alice's cheeks so I could see a pretty little arsehole, and
again those nearly hairless, pouting lips.

   'Come here!'

   It was Alice.  What did she mean?'

   'Come here, Miles.  I want you too.'

   I understood now.  And those wide-spread buttocks were so inviting as
she lay half on top of my wife.  My cock twitched.  'Why not?' I thought.
'She wants it.  I want it.' I was thinking with my cock, as most men would
when confronted with an eager and willing teenage blonde.  I lay beside
them on the bed, and found an angle where I could get my cock in, laying
quite comfortably.  The buttocks beneath me moved more vigorously now she
had a mouth on her clit and a cock up her cunt.  I felt and heard her
coming, but this time was able to hold back and continue my slow, deep
thrusts while she came, and out the other side of her orgasm.  Julie sucked
on, too.

   I was aware of Milton on the bed, kneeling behind me.  I was still
dazed, and obsessed by the pretty little arse under me: I had managed to
get a hand under her to hold one of those lovely, pert breasts, so I was
hardly aware when some oily lubricant was smeared between my arse-cheeks. I
certainly knew, however, when Milton penetrated my virgin arse with a
finger.  I was about to protest, but perhaps it did not feel too bad after
all!  Julie sucked, I fucked, and Milton was finger fucking my arse.  He
seemed to have found a super-sensitive spot deep inside me, and the
pleasure was communicating itself to my cock.  (It was, of course my
prostate, but I did not know that then!)

   Julie came.  I knew those groans and panting sounds.  She never swore,
and in any case her mouth was pressed tight against the girl's crotch. 
Alice was coming too, but I promised myself I would hold back at least one
more time.  This was too good to stop.  I had both hands under her now, a
breast in each, and was kissing her back, between her shoulder blades. 
Milton withdrew his finger ...  i suspect it was fingers plural by now...
and I felt a momentary sense of loss.  But momentary only, as I felt the
much larger knob and then shaft penetrate me.  Alice and I were now
sandwiched between the two lovers, my wife and Alice's uncle, and I was
truly losing my male virginity.  It was not pleasant at first: in fact it
hurt a bit.  But my cock was telling me not to stop, to keep on shagging my
thirteen-year-old: this was too good to interrupt.  And soon it felt good
in my arse as well.  In fact so good I found myself coming.

   'I'm coming.  Oh!  fuck!  I'm gonna cum.  Oh please!'

   I felt Milton's thrusts getting shorter, faster, and knew he was about
to cum too.  The girls sucked on, as if my cock was not really relevant. 
Milton shouted he was coming, and I felt his shaft slip even easier as his
cum filled my arse.  I came in Alice.  One spurt in her cunt for every
spurt in my arse, as we fucked in rhythm with each other.  Milton was
moving slower as his orgasm died, and so was I.  My cock slipped out, and I
felt Milton's expelled by a contraction of my anus.

   Milton was wiping his cock on a tissue, and then wiping my arse.  The
girls stopped their sucking, and we sat in a row across the pillows,
silent, Julie, Alice, me, Milton, in the same order as we had been fucking.

   Julie broke the silence.  'I'm so glad, Miles.  At last.  I hope it was
good for you?'

   'Good?  I want more and more.  I leaned across Alice and kissed my wife.
All three laughed.'

  
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   We all got up, for a large breakfast at The Atlantic Hotel.  And then
....  well I expect you can guess.

  
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