Uncle Mike
By Pussywillow
Mg, cons
Disclaimer: This story is just the figment of the imagination and contains
depictions of sexual encounters between adults and children. If this type thing
bothers you then you should stop reading now. However if you recognize the
beauty of such loving and consensual relationships, then read on and I hope you
enjoy.
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Can you imagine what it's like for a little girl to eventually discover her own
sexuality and what it might mean to others around her?
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My name is Nancy, and I remember when I asked mother why I didn't
have a daddy like all of my girlfriends had. She then said that my daddy was
killed in the Great War, and that my uncle Mike was also wounded and sent
back to the states.
Of course, I wasn't even born yet when my daddy left, and all I ever
really remembered was just Uncle Mike.
Although I thought that he wasn't really the best looking man in the
world, he was very athletic looking, and I certainly loved him better than
anybody in the whole world except possibly mom.
Uncle Mike would often come to visit us, and when he did, I just loved
to get up on his lap so that he would read me a book or help me learn how to
read, and then afterwards, he would just cuddle with me. Of course, being a girl
who loved to read, I also loved being cuddled by Uncle Mike. I really don't
know how to describe it, but he made me feel just like I was in a great big
lovable cocoon with his arms all wrapped around me, hugging me - seemingly
protecting me from all of the dangers of the outside world.
Because uncle Mike helped me to read so well, I remember when I
entered into the first grade I found that most of the other kids in my class still
couldn't read, and the teacher told me that I could read even better than most of
the sixth graders. So when she was teaching the rest of the class how to read,
she would give me a book geared more towards the high school level and let me
read all by myself in the back of the room.
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But one day to my great dismay, Uncle Mike had to move away, and
how I missed him terribly.
Mom said that because he worked as a chef in a restaurant, he was given
a real good job offer in another city that he couldn't refuse.
I also remembered way back then that all of us girls always wore those
real short dresses that were in style back then. I guess it was a fashion that was
probably started by Shirley Temple way back in the thirties and all of our
mothers thought that we all looked real cute in them by showing as much of our
legs as possible. I remember that most of the dresses were so short that if we did
anything other than just stand, our panties would always be showing. So, being
just a normal active seven-year-old girl, I guess my panties were always showing
anyway no matter what I was doing just like all the rest of my girl friends. But
because we were all dressed more or less the same way, we never really gave it
any real thought other than it being quite normal for us young girls to always
have our panties showing.
One day, after I had turned eight, I was most elated that Uncle Mike
finally moved back again, and this time, he moved even closer to us into our
own neighborhood.
I was really glad to have him back because he seemed just like a daddy
to me, and I could once again sit on his lap and be cuddled by him while he read
books to me.
This time, he came over several times a week, and I felt like we were just
like a real family again - every time that he came over that is.
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I remember when I was almost nine; I was in his lap as usual when he
decided to play like he was tickling me. Of course, he did this to me quite often
because I really loved having him do that to me and sometimes I would even
beg him to tickle me. Only this time it was different.
Of course, he never really tickled me, it was all in his voice and the way
he waved his hands all around that would get me screaming and squealing just
like he was absolutely torturing me, and of course, I was always trying to protect
myself as best as I could from his 'threatening' fingers. From the way that I
carried on, you would think that he was trying to kill me when all he was doing
was really just barely touching me. But, of course, I loved every second of it
anyway, and quite often I thought that it was so much fun that I would even
keep on goading him to do it to me more.
Well anyway, this one day I was on my back on the couch with my legs
folded up over my stomach trying to protect myself from his wildly flying
fingers when I felt his fingers run very lightly all over the backs of my thighs.
When he did that, I felt a real very funny feeling, sort of like a tickle or
something way up inside my pee-pee - just like I needed to have my pee-pee
rubbed or something in order to try to soothe that funny feeling that I felt inside
of me.
But he soon quit doing that to me because it was time for us to eat
dinner, and I remember sitting there at the table trying to eat dinner while my
pee-pee still had this real funny feeling in it, and I kept sliding all around on the
chair trying somehow to ease that tickle a little bit.
Later that night when I went to bed, I finally got the chance to really rub
my pee-pee with my fingers, and as I rubbed it, I felt real funny feelings way up
inside of my pee-pee that felt real weird and real good, and the more that I
rubbed, the better it felt until all of a sudden I felt something that felt like a
great big wonderful explosion of feelings way down there inside my pee-pee
that seemed to just hold me in it's grip for several seconds before it finally went
away.
Afterwards, after I had recovered, I said to myself, 'WOW!' as I
realized that that itch or funny feeling seemed to no longer be there, and I now
just laid there with my whole body feeling so good and so refreshed and so
relaxed that I quickly drifted off to sleep.
As I continued to do that to myself, it seemed to give me the greatest
feelings ever, especially when I gave myself that real wonderful explosion of
feelings. Then afterwards, my whole body would have this real great feeling of
euphoria for some time afterwards.
Now each time that uncle Mike came over, I realized that just sitting in
his lap seemed to make my pee-pee get that real funny feeling, and I could
hardly wait for him to tickle me again so he could make that itch way up inside
of my pee-pee grow and grow again. Then later on, I would have to go into my
bedroom and rub my pee-pee to try to satisfy that itch or funny feeling that
seemed way inside my pee-pee.
Now, week after week that Uncle Mike came over, the main thing that I
wanted to do was to sit in his lap and have him hug and cuddle and tickle me
just to make my pee-pee feel real funny again. Then afterwards, I would go into
my bedroom and rub my pee-pee in order to soothe all of those funny tensions
that he had built up inside of me.
Quite often, I realized that the crotch of my panties was even getting a
little wet from all of those feelings that he was giving me. At that time, I really
didn't know where the wetness came from because I certainly didn't have to
pee, nor did it even smell like pee.
But as he continued to play with me, I soon realized that I was more and
more getting that urge, down inside of me, of wanting him to rub me down there
in order to try to soothe that real funny itch or feeling that I was getting down
there, so I began to wish that there was some way that I could actually get him
to rub my pee-pee for me. Oh that would really be good if I could just get him to
do it for me somehow.
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It all came to a head one day when I was all cuddled up on Uncle Mike's
lap as usual with my feet on the couch.
Mom had to go to the store. So as soon as mom left, I had Uncle Mike
tickle me.
Then after I had pulled my legs up against me so that he couldn't tickle
my stomach, I felt him rub his fingers all around my thighs on the back of my
legs, and that's when I started to feel my pee-pee again feel real funny with that
funny tickle or feeling again. As those feelings kept getting stronger and
stronger, I now had a real great urge for Uncle Mike to actually rub my pee-pee
for me in order to try to soothe that tickle I had inside me.
So when I could, I pushed his hand on over so that his fingers were
actually touching my panty-covered pee-pee.
As soon as he realized just where I had pushed his fingers, he quickly
took them away. So I pleaded, "Please Uncle Mike, rub me there. Please?"
I knew that he could see my whole panty-covered crotch with my legs
spread wide apart that way, and when he heard my request, I saw him hesitate
for a moment before he said, "No Nancy, I can't do that."
Oh, was I disappointed, but I pleaded again, "Oh please Uncle Mike,
please? I won't tell anyone. I promise. Oh please?"
After a moment, I finally felt his fingers again press against my panty
covered pee-pee as he said, "You mean right here?"
Oh, it felt so awesome to feel his fingers rubbing me down there that I
felt all sorts of those wonderful sexual feelings go all through me that seemed to
try to sooth that itch I had while I wrapped my arms around his neck and
replied, "Oh yes, right there. Oh please. Keep doing it!"
As I felt his fingers continue to rub up and down against my panty-
covered pee-pee, I thought that I was now in seventh heaven as I hugged myself
to him very tightly.
Oh, I just couldn't believe how good that felt to have Uncle Mike doing
that for me, and as he rubbed, I could feel those real funny weird feelings way
down inside my pee-pee start to grow and grow, and the more they grew, the
more I wanted him to keep on rubbing while I felt the most wonderful feelings
that I had ever felt, just seem to grow more and more.
Soon, it started to feel so good that I just had to wiggle all around and
hump myself against his fingers while I hugged his neck even tighter until all of
a sudden I felt like I was in absolute heaven as I suddenly felt this huge sexual
explosion of real fantastic feelings way down inside my pee-pee just grip me in
it's spell, and I felt like I was now in absolute ecstasy as I could even feel
strange muscles somewhere down inside of my pee-pee contract and contract
over and over for several seconds before it finally started to go away again, and
as it did so, I finally felt that great euphoria of wonderful relief come all over
me, and I just went limp in his arms.
That's when I heard him say, "Wow, you sure had a good one there. Did
it feel that good?"
I smiled as I replied, "OH WOW! It sure did. Do it again!"
Again I felt his fingers rub against my panty-covered pee-pee, and again
I felt those wonderful feelings start growing again. As I sat there in his lap with
my arms squeezing his neck, I now realized that I now felt like I was, without a
doubt, the happiest girl in the whole world as he slowly brought me on up higher
and higher, and I, very excitedly, wiggled myself all around again while I
hugged myself against his neck very tightly.
As I writhed around enjoying all of those fantastic feelings that he was
giving me, I realized that those feelings soon felt so good that I felt that
explosion of wonderful feelings grip me in it's spell once again, and again I felt
like I was in absolute ecstasy as I seemed to just sit frozen there for many
seconds while I felt those strange muscles way down inside my pee-pee contract
over and over again.
Then when I felt it start to leave me, I again felt myself just collapse back
into uncle Mike's lap just like a limp rag doll.
As I finally recovered, I said, "Oh uncle Mike, that was the best feeling
ever. Oh I love you so much."
I then heard him reply, "Oh Nancy, I should have never done that to
you. I feel so guilty and ashamed of myself for doing it that I could just die, but
I just couldn't help myself. You see, after my girlfriend heard that I was missing
in action, she went and married someone else, and I have never been able to find
another girl to take her place since then."
As I heard his sad story, I realized that he really was a very lonely
person, and that's when I realized that's why he always came over to visit
mother and me so much. But no matter what, I really liked what he did to me.
So I replied, "Oh please Uncle Mike, please don't feel guilty. I love you, and I
really loved what you did to me. It felt so wonderful that I love you even all the
more."
Then I felt him just hold me and cuddle me until mom came home again.
This time as we ate dinner, I didn't need to squirm all around on my
chair as my pee-pee now felt really quite well satisfied. That night as I laid in
bed, I just caressed my pee-pee because it still felt so wonderful from what he
had done to me.
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Now each time that uncle Mike came over, and if mom was going to be
out of the room or if she went somewhere, I continued to have him rub my pee-
pee for me while I hugged him.
I soon got so used to having Uncle Mike rub my pee-pee through my
panties, that one time when mom went to the store, I decided to take them off
and let him rub my now very naked pee-pee for me.
This time, when he put his fingers on my now bare pee-pee, it felt so
different and so much more sensitive, and when he rubbed me there, I found
that my sexual excitement came so much quicker and greater, and my real good
feelings were also so much stronger and greater. So from then on I would now
always drop my panties before I had him rub me down there.
One day while mom was at the store, I decided to go even further. In my
excitement, I even took off all of my clothes for Uncle Mike, and this time it felt
so wild and wonderful to be able to sit on his lap completely naked that I could
hardly believe it.
After he had rubbed my pee-pee for a bit, I heard him say, "I bet I know
something that will really make you feel good."
I didn't know what in the world could feel much better than him rubbing
my pee-pee with his fingers. But I soon found out after he had me lie down on
the couch and he got his head down in-between my legs. He then started licking
my pee-pee with both his mouth and tongue.
Oh wow, after he got his tongue going against my pee-pee down there, it
felt just out of this world, and he continued to give me one real good feeling
after another while I felt his slippery wet mouth and tongue work all over the
most sensitive areas in my pee-pee.
I don't remember how many of those real good feelings that he made me
have, but they kept on coming one after the other until he finally lifted his head
back up again.
Afterwards, he finally told me all about sex, and he even told me all the
names for everything that that I had down there in what he called my pussy, and
he even told me that those real good feelings that I had were called orgasms.
We were so involved in finding out what everything was that I even
asked him if I could see his.
After all that we had gone through, I was now really quite excited to
have a chance to see his because I had been really quite curious on just what a
man's pee-pee really looked like for sometime now.
So I excitedly watched as he dropped his pants and underpants, and sat
back down on the couch so that I could examine his equipment.
When I first saw his huge thing sticking way up in the air, I was really
quite shocked about how big it was and what it all looked like.
Having never seen a man's or even a boy's thing before, I really didn't
know what to expect. But I did know that a male's thing was mostly external
because when mom took me to the beach a few times, I could see all of those
large lumps in the men's bathing suits.
As I continued staring at that huge pole of his sticking out from in-
between his legs, I moved closer until I was able to touch it.
As I finally but very cautiously touched it, I heard him say, "Don't be
afraid, go on and touch it. It won't bite you."
I finally grasped it in both of my hands and slowly moved my fingers all
over it's very soft exterior as I both saw and felt the bulbous head of it with a
little slit on the end of it, and the soft skin behind it that moved so freely.
As I gave it another squeeze, I heard uncle Mike say, "Oh my God, here
it comes."
At that moment, I suddenly felt a whole bunch of milky white liquid hit
me right under my chin and all over my chest.
Right then, I saw Uncle Mike grab my panties that were lying there, and
quickly had my panties against his thing, and that prevented him from making
any more of a mess with his pee-pee.
After he was all through, he then quickly took me into the bathroom
where he started to clean up all of that gooey stuff from my body and his thing,
and while we were in there, he explained all about his thing that he called his
dick, and he explained all about that gooey stuff that came out of his dick. I
knew from the looks of it that it certainly wasn't pee, so he explained all about
how it was supposed to be used for making babies.
As he kept on explaining all about sex to me, we heard mom's car in the
driveway, so I rushed into the living room to get my clothes, and made a beeline
to my bedroom before mom came through the door.
Wow, that was close. I knew that we were doing things to each other
that we really weren't supposed to be doing. But to me, I found that it was so
exciting to do it with Uncle Mike that I just couldn't understand why everyone
thought that it was so bad.
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A few days later, we had another chance to have some more sexual fun
with each other.
This time, we decided to play it real smart now. So I went into my
bedroom and got undressed while he went into the bathroom.
I finally got onto naked Uncle Mike's lap in the living room, and I
thought oh how exciting it was to be all cuddled up by him with both of us now
being so completely naked. Why it felt so nice and so bold and so fantastic that
I wondered why the world we had never done this before.
As I felt him put his hand down on my pussy, I grasped his hard dick,
and felt oh how naughty and fun it was to feel his fingers rub against my pussy
while I squeezed his big hard dick for him while we kissed.
Finally, he laid me down on the couch, and I watched as his head went
in-between my legs again.
Oh his mouth and tongue felt just as wonderful as last time, and he kept
me in a state of almost continuous orgasms as I felt both his mouth and tongue
slurping all around down there against my pussy.
Finally he had to come up for air, but that was all right. By that time, he
had given me enough orgasms to last for a week.
Then he picked me up and set me on his lap and cuddled me to him
again.
A moment later as I felt his hard dick still pressing against me, I thought
about all of the sexual pleasure that he had given me with his mouth and tongue.
So I asked, "Do all men do that to women?"
I saw him think for a moment before he then answered, "Well, I don't
know exactly, but I will say that quite a few do."
So I asked, "Do women ever do that to men?"
"Yeah, some do and some don't. But I never met a man that would ever
turn it down though."
"What happens if a woman does it to a man?"
"Well first, she makes him feel so good that he eventually climaxes, and
then he shoots out all of his semen right out into her mouth, and then she
probably swallows it."
"What does it taste like?"
"I don't rightly know, but it must not be too bad because a lot of women
do it."
I thought about what he had just told me, and as I moved myself so that
I could look at his huge dick, I thought more about what it would be like to
actually put it in my mouth and suck on it because that was what he had done to
my pussy. So the more that I thought about it, the more it seemed like it might
be a whole lot of real naughty fun just to try. Then as I thought that I would like
to try it, I asked, "Can I do that to you?"
"Oh come on Nancy, you don't mean that do you?"
"Well, you did it to me, so why can't I do that to you?"
"Well, I don't know, but I guess that I certainly won't stop you if you
really want to. But that's quite a lot for such a young girl like you to be doing."
As I squeezed his big hard dick and looked at it, I saw a drop of what he
called precum forming on the head of it. So I slid off of his lap and got down on
my knees in-between his legs.
I wiped off the precum with my arm, and then ran my lips and tongue all
around the very end of it before I looked back up at him. But then, he sure
looked like he was in a state of shock as I saw him staring down at me.
Then I slowly opened my mouth and slipped my lips down over the
bulbous end of his dick while he seemed to be still in that state of shock as he
continued staring at me.
As I continued to run my lips and tongue all around the end of his dick
inside my mouth, I thought that it felt so soft and yet so hard.
It was then when I felt him grab my hair real tight, and then that's when
I felt a blast of his cum hit me right in the back of my mouth.
This startled me so much that it caused me to gag on all of the stuff that
he had just spurted in my mouth, and as I was coughing, I felt even more and
more of his stuff blast into my mouth. I tried to swallow as much as I could, but
my mouth was suddenly so full that a lot of it even ran back out.
But like a trooper, I kept on sucking until he finally quit shooting his
stuff inside my mouth. But then, I continued on sucking on it anyway because I
thought that it was so much fun and so naughty to be doing that to him until I
felt his dick start going soft again. That's when I finally raised my head back up
and just smiled at him.
He continued to stare at me just as if he was in a state of shock until I
finally heard him say, "Are-are you okay?"
I smiled and asked, "Did you like what I did?"
"Oh God yes! But you really shouldn't have done that. Are-Are you all
right?"
I giggled. Other than getting a mouth full of his cum, I thought that it
was a whole lot of real naughty sexual fun. So I replied, "I'm fine, but did you
like what I did?"
"Oh God Nancy, that was the best climax that I ever had in my life. Why
I'll remember that one until the day that I die."
I finally got up and ran into the bathroom to clean up my face, and then
afterwards, I ran back in and got back up on his lap.
I felt him hug and caress me for quite a while until we finally went and
put our clothes back on a little before mother came back home.
That night as I laid in bed, I reviewed in my mind all the sexual fun that
I had with uncle Mike that day, and that's when I realized that uncle Mike now
could never refuse the opportunity to suck on my pussy, and I know that he
certainly would never refuse an opportunity to let me to suck on his dick again.
As I laid there, I realized that sucking on his dick and making him feel
real good like that, really wasn't all that bad after all. I really liked the feeling of
the real erotic naughtiness that I got when I actually had it inside my mouth, and
I also liked the naughtiness and the way that it felt inside my mouth, and I
thought that if I could get my timing correct I bet I could even swallow all of his
cum with no fuss at all.
Also, I found that his cum really didn't taste all that bad, and I guess
that it was just the thought of how gross it seemed to be to do that, and that was
probably why some women probably refuse to do it.
I also realized that when he sucked on my pussy, he most probably got a
taste of pee at first unless I had washed my pussy just before he sucked on it.
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Uncle Mike and I continued to have our little exciting sexual escapades
whenever mom was gone. But these tended to be really quite infrequent until
mom had her shift changed on her.
Now that she wasn't going to be home until after nine p.m., she asked
Uncle Mike to look after me until she came home in the evening.
I thought that this was kinda like asking the fox to guard the henhouse,
and of course Uncle Mike and I both were really thrilled about the turn of
events, because now we could have as much sexual fun as we desired every
night while mom was at work.
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One evening after we had satisfied ourselves with having our usual oral
sex with each other, he mentioned that when he and mom were kids, mom had
got in bed with him one morning when they were all alone, and after that, they
had sex with each other whenever they could until he went into the army.
As I continued to learn more and more about mom and Uncle Mike, I
realized that because neither one of them were married, they both were probably
pretty lonely.
So one day, I asked mom, "Why does Uncle Mike live in that apartment
down the street and we live here?"
She made some excuse about them being brother and sister, and things
like that were just not allowed.
So I asked, "But why can't he just live here with us?"
But mom replied, "But where would he sleep?"
"He can sleep in my bed with me," I replied, "or maybe in your bed with
you."
"Oh no honey, that's just not allowed. What would others think?"
"I don't know," I replied, "but I do know that no one can see into the
house so how would they know unless you told them?"
I watched as mom started to say something, but then she changed her
mind and then went on into the kitchen to fix dinner.
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One night after mom got home, I went to bed as usual, and when I got
up the next morning, I saw Uncle Mike coming out of mom's bedroom and go
into the bathroom.
During breakfast, I noticed that mom had this funny little smile on her
face, and I figured that Uncle Mike had slept with mom and that they probably
had a little sex together.
As time went on, I noticed that Uncle Mike started to stay with mom
more and more frequently until one day; Uncle Mike just came over with all of
his stuff and moved in with us.
Oh how thrilled I was that I now had a daddy!
He really wasn't my daddy, but he was the next best thing that there was
though.
So, one morning when none of them had to work and I didn't have to go
to school, I crawled into bed in between them.
As I laid there, I had the thrill of both mom and Uncle Mike hugging me.
After a bit, I felt Uncle Mike's hand go up underneath my nightgown.
Then as mom and I hugged, I felt Uncle Mike's fingers rub against my pussy.
He knew that I would never take his hand away from my pussy as long
as no one could see him doing it because he knew that I just loved the feel of his
hand right there.
Oh wow, that felt so weird, having mom hug me while Uncle Mike was
making my pussy feel real good. Oh! It felt so erotic to me, that he soon made
me go into an orgasm that made me squeal and hug mom even tighter.
Poor mom was at her wits end trying to figure out just what had
happened to me. But then, she knew from the way I acted that I probably had
an orgasm, but she just couldn't figure out just how I had received it. She knew
that Uncle Mike was lying on the other side of me, but then, it was way beyond
her to ever think that good ole Uncle Mike would ever have anything to do with
it. Why he wouldn't dare touch her precious little daughter sexually would he?
As I laid there smiling like the not so innocent little girl that I was, I
pushed the blanket down, and reached over for Mike's hand and guided it back
to my outstretched legs while mom looked on with horror. "Oh my God Nancy,
what are you doing?"
She knew darned well what I was doing as she propped her head up and
watched in mute horror as she saw Mike's fingers again start rubbing against my
little bald pussy. She then watched me as I just laid there very peaceably with
my legs spread wide apart, and my arms stretched up over my head, feeling his
fingers carefully massage my clit.
In the months that Mike and I have been having sex with each other, I
had come to the understanding that, to me, sex from a very loving partner was as
desired for the body as eating, or drinking, or being loved, and I had realized
that I now could no longer live without sex - especially from Uncle Mike, any
more than I could live without eating, or drinking, or being held closely by one
of the loving members of my family.
As Mike continued, he knew exactly how to rub me and I soon felt so
sexually excited that I just had to move my hips around and around against his
fingers as I felt myself finally reach that plateau for a moment before I finally
went right on over the edge and right on into a real nice orgasm while I squealed
and bucked my poor pussy up against his fingers for several seconds before that
awesome feeling started to leave me again, and that's when I just slumped back
down on the bed in a swooning revere as I felt every muscle in my body just quit
working for a bit.
As I laid there recovering, I heard mom scream, "What in the world have
you been doing to my daughter?"
That's when I heard Mike reply, "I'm sorry Mary, but she started it, and
I guess that I was just too weak to say no, so we continued on doing it."
"Oh you bastard you! Why you know I can have you thrown in jail over
this."
I then heard Mike say, "But you didn't stop us did you?"
Then I heard mom say, "You were the one that put your hand there."
Then Uncle Mike replied, "No, she pulled my hand there, and you just
propped yourself up and watched us without saying a thing."
That's when I broke in, "Mamma, don't you remember when you two
were just kids and what you two used to do to each other?"
At that point I saw mom's face get real red and mom just shut up and
fell silent for a very long time before I finally said, "For a long time, I used to
love to get up on Mike's lap so that he could hold me. Why, being all cuddled
up in his arms felt so nice, but after a while I realized that being cuddled wasn't
the only thing that made me get on Mike's lap for, and that's when I realized
that I had other feelings inside of me also, and each time that Mike came over
and held me, those feelings kept getting stronger and stronger until one day I
could stand it no longer, and that's when I guided Mike's hand down against
my pussy.
"That's when I found out that just the touch of his hand down there was
enough to tell me that I had finally found what I really wanted, and by the time
that he had given me my first orgasm, I was surely and certainly hooked.
"I also realized at that time, that if he would have quit doing it to me, I
certainly would have gone out and found someone else who would. I don't
know who, but I would have found someone.
"Why I have been living in pure sexual bliss ever since we first started,
and no matter what you do to Mike, there will always be someone out there
somewhere to help me fulfill my sexual needs. Why I can no longer live without
sex any more that I can live without food or water."
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We all finally got dressed and went into the kitchen to eat breakfast, and
also to discuss the matters of sex for many more hours.
Mike had finally broke down and confessed all of his feelings about sex,
and how the love of his life had betrayed him and married someone else, and
how he had lived all of those years without finding anyone to take her place.
Mom had also confessed that she also couldn't find anyone to replace
the husband that she had lost in the war. Although she had led a very lonely life
afterwards, she said that she was very glad that she always had me to hang on to
- to help her remember the wonderful life that she once had with her husband.
They both also reminiscenced about the sex that they had with each other
when they were both kids, and the very naughty fun sex that they had shared
together, sneaking it in whenever an opportunity existed.
Mom, realizing that I was also a very sexual person and not just another
cute innocent little girl like she always thought I was, had finally realized my
sexual needs also. So we made a pact.
Mike's bed was to be in the main bedroom, and every night, one of us
was to sleep in it with him while the other one of us was to sleep in my bedroom.
It all worked out very well, and soon mother even helped me break
through my hymen so that I could enjoy the ecstasy of actually having Mike
fuck me just like a grown-up.
Because I was so over sexed compared to him or mom, he could only
climax once per night on a regular basis, so he would finger-fuck me and eat me
out for a while before he even dared to put his dick into me.
After a while, mom realized that because she was getting older, she
finally relinquished Mike to me more and more until she was just sleeping with
him only about once or twice a week, and now, here I am, playing just like he's
my own husband.
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