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 K7 - Niece Katy - After the Party

   By billy69boy

   It was early autumn, and we were hosting one of our famous Sunday
afternoon barbecues.  The usual group of close friends and relatives came
over to join us for some good food and drinks.  Among the various revelers
were my beloved Niece Katy, her husband Jim and their two little ones.  I
love all the people that came to our party, but you could say I love Katy
the most.

   She came dressed casually in a tight white stretchy top and raggedy
Daisy Duke Shorts, revealing her slender, tanned legs.  Her long, light
brown hair glimmered in the sunlight, and I had a strong desire to run my
hands through it, silky and smooth as it appeared.  I could imagine the
rich aroma of strawberries, as I leaned forward closely to inhale the sweet
scent of her soft tresses.  Alas, I was immersed in my barbecuing duties at
the time, so had to be content with just watching her from a distance.  She
was entirely radiant, and her very presence warmed my heart as she played
with her two offspring, running around and laughing with them.

   The party was nothing special really, just the usual burgers and hot
dogs washed down with plenty of beer and wine, or in my case, Irish
whiskey. When evening approached, we stoked up our fire on the patio to add
to the ambience.  It was still quite warm out, so the fire was strictly for
aesthetic purposes.  As Sunday afternoon turned into evening, people
started peeling off kind of early.  Most of them had to get up for work
early Monday morning, and my wife Barbara was one of them.  We still had a
nice crowd when Katy's husband Jim said goodbye, and took their two
offspring home to get them ready for school the next morning.  It was
arranged in advance that Katy would have a "mommy's night out" alone, while
daddy tended to their young ones.  Jim had off on Monday.

   No sooner did Jim and the little ones leave, than Katy asked me if it
would be okay if she took a shower.  She said she wanted to get it done
before she got too tipsy.  I detected a quick twinkle in her eye, but I may
have just been reading into it.  No, of course, that would be fine, I told
her.  I perused her wine bottle, and it was almost empty.  I had two
interested older nephews who heard her request, and were apparently in
agreement with me.  But, I knew they were almost ready to leave as well,
because they had an early workday planned.

   As soon as Katy went upstairs with her overnight bag, I had a naughty
thought.  (I will admit I have many naughty thoughts about my beloved Niece
Katy.) Almost instinctively, I went in and took a Viagra pill.  I wasn't
completely sure, mind you, but I had a hunch.  It wasn't a big risk, as the
pills were sitting there unused for so long.  My wife, bless her, suffers
from multiple ailments.  Luckily for her, the medications she takes help
her.  Unluckily for me, those same pills take away any sex drive she might
have had.  So, even though we love each other dearly, our relationship
suffers in the bedroom.

   By the time Katy emerged, only a handful of partiers were left.  Most of
them weren't particularly interested, but my two nephews and I couldn't
help but notice that Katy was now dressed in a black spandex shirt with a
built-in sports bra, and a pleated black miniskirt.  Period.  Oh, and maybe
she was wearing a black thong underneath, I speculated, but that wouldn't
be determined until later, with any luck.

   Katy managed to drain her first bottle of Red Velvet, and I opened
another bottle for her.  From experience, I knew she would require two
bottles of her favorite red wine for the evening, especially on nights when
she slept over in our guest room, free of motherly responsibilities.  I
also knew from experience that Katy loved to talk when she was
overindulging, which was fine with me.  I could sit and listen to her all
day and night.  It didn't really matter what she was saying.

   Finally, the rest of the guests stood up, said their goodbyes, and
departed.  My two nephews hung on Katy's every word, and I'm sure they
delighted in her every movement, such is her beauty.  But they knew they
would get no further with her, and the dawn would be fast approaching.

   So that left us alone; just me and Katy.  The two of us were the only
ones at the party that didn't have to get up early on Monday.  As she
continued her monologue about anything and everything, I kept her wineglass
full.  She kept emptying it.  What a great team.

   When the second bottle was empty, I placed it on the patio table.  Katy
made a move to throw it in the trash, but I stopped her and told her to
leave it for now.  She looked at me kind of funny for a split second, and
then she sort of smiled knowingly, even though she wasn't really sure just
what she was smiling about.  As I got up to stoke the fire and add a few
more logs, I was surprised to return and find Katy with her head down on
the picnic table, cradling it in her arms.  As I sat back down next to my
sexy young niece, she told me she just wanted to rest her eyes for a few
minutes.  I said nothing, as I watched the flames illuminate her beautiful
hair, and I started gently rubbing her back.  I played with her hair, and I
smiled to myself as I was finally able to lean down and smell the sweet
fragrance of her shampoo.

   So, here we were now: this old man sitting next to Katy, his young,
vibrant 25 year old niece, and the mother of two.  Somehow, we were
spending the rest of a Sunday night together; just the two of us.  I
noticed that she wasn't responding to my back rub at all.  Not even a light
sigh.  So, I decided to get bolder.  I stood up behind her, and I started
to massage her shoulders and rub her back with both hands now, harder and
deeper than before.  Still no response.

   I admonished myself for what I was about to do, but I did it anyway: I
ran both my hands around under her body, and I grazed her breasts with the
backs of my hands.  Still nothing.  So, I got more brazen, and I started to
cup her bosoms, one in each hand, and I squeezed them gently.  She kind of
shifted around in her seat a little, but that was it.  So, I start pinching
her nipples, making them get hard between my thumbs and fingers.  Finally,
in a pique of bravery, I took the hem of her spandex shirt, and slowly slid
it up her back, and then over her tits, exposing them to the elements.  Her
breasts dangled freely under the table and I had complete, unobstructed
access to them.  I took full advantage.

   By now, the Viagra had kicked in, and my penis was wide awake and at the
ready.  Alert.  On guard.  You get the picture.  I stood behind Katy, and
actually lay on top of her back, while I felt her up shamelessly.  I worked
on her so thoroughly that her nipples as well as her boobs were firm and
perky.  Again, she continued to "rest her eyes".  No response at all.

   Taking drastic measures, I began to explore underneath her little black
skirt.  As her fine tight bottom jutted out past the picnic bench, I had no
trouble lifting her skirt up over her hips.  Sure enough, she had a
matching black thong on underneath.  I traced my finger along the black
strap that ran between her ass cheeks.  Wow, what a thrill it gave me!  I
ran my finger up and down several times, and finally I spread her ass
cheeks with one hand, and sort of pushed the strap deeper into her crack
with my other hand.

   When I reached under her body, I could tell that the small triangle
covering her pussy was soaked, so I figured she must have been feeling
something, even if she wasn't actively responding.  I pushed the triangle
of her thong up against her wet cunt, and rubbed on it rather roughly,
evoking a weak moan from her, and a slight shift in her posture, but that
was about all.

   As I took the liberty to feel her up, squeeze her tits, and finger her
holes, I thought of the recent conversation with my wife.  Well, by
"recent" I mean several months prior; I asked her straight up if I could
pursue other sexual opportunities, considering that she no longer wanted to
have relations with me.  I remember the sarcastic smirk on her face, and
her denigrating tone of voice: Well, she said, if you can find anyone
willing to have sex with you, go right ahead.  Then I seemed to recall her
rather vicious laughing and cackling that followed.

   Thinking on this now, I decided I definitely wanted Katy to be aware of
what was going on between us at this moment.  Short of shaking her to her
senses, I devised another ploy.  Leaning over her, I placed my lips close
to her ear and whispered:

   "Katy, I would like to lick you."

   Her response was surprisingly immediate.  She wiggled her rear end
slightly, and quietly moaned: "Mmmmm".  That was all I needed to hear.

   Placing two of our chair cushions on the table, I helped her up, pulled
her shirt back down in place, and laid her gently down onto her back, her
feet flat on the picnic bench.  I could barely contain my glee, as I pushed
her skirt up, and began teasing her through her thong.  I was in no hurry,
and I wanted to savor my time with my now willing niece.  I rubbed her
pussy up and down with my finger over top of her damp, silky thong until
she let out a slight sigh, and her head moved from side to side a few
times. She may have had her eyes shut, but she was definitely responding to
my attempts at arousing her.

   I kept putting pressure on the small patch of material, and began
working it deeper between her labia until it disappeared into her crevasse.
I sat down in front of her freshly shaved pussy and pulled her thong up
towards her belly, which brought it in contact with her clit.  This
elicited a slightly louder groan.  As her labia swelled out from the
pressure of the thong, I leaned forward and ran my tongue up and down her
slit, alternating with each of her protruding cunt lips.

   As I spread her legs farther apart, I looked up and saw that Katy was
already playing with her titties over top of her shirt.  Sensing her
increased arousal, I took her waistband in each hand and began to pull her
thong down over her ass.  With no prompting, she lifted her body up,
allowing me to slide the soaking wet thong down her legs and completely
off, and laid it on the picnic table.  It was time to get serious.  I
whispered to Katy to pull her top up over her breasts.  I thought it would
be a good test of her state of awareness if she did as instructed.  Sure
enough, she responded right away, and eagerly exposed her obviously aroused
tits to me.

   As I pushed her legs back towards her body, I could see that Katy had
already started pinching and fondling her perky boobs.  Smiling, I leaned
over her delectable cunt and buried my face into her moist womanhood.  Her
scent was sweet and heady and intoxicating.  My head spun a little as I
inhaled deeply to take it all in.

   "Mmmmm!" Came her response.  I licked and sucked her sex like it was my
last meal before my execution.  I was determined to give her an oral
experience like no other, and apparently I was succeeding.

   "Oh Uncle Billy, oh god, yes!  That's it!  Suck my pussy just like
that!"

   I was ecstatic that she was not only wide awake and fully alert, but she
also knew it was her good old Uncle Billy that was sucking her cunt. 
Apparently her "eye resting" was successful, and she came back to life
ready and willing.  As I licked her pussy and nibbled on her clit, she
moaned and grabbed my hair with both hands, and she wasn't exactly gentle
about it.  But I didn't mind.  I was enjoying her enthusiasm.

   Soon, she was shamelessly pushing her crotch up towards my face, while
simultaneously stiffening her grip on my hair.  I really had nowhere else I
could go, not that I was complaining.  It didn't take long for her to start
spasming and jerking her pelvis around erratically, until she pressed her
hands hard on the back of my head, and filled my mouth with her spurts of
orgasmic nectar.  Finally, she closed her legs tightly along the sides of
my face until I could hardly breathe, signaling that I could stop tonguing
her now, or I could die of asphyxiation: my choice.

   After she released her grip on me, I climbed up on top of her, and
kissed her fully on the lips.  My tongue slipped into her mouth, and she
kissed me back hard.  I wanted her to taste her own love juice, which she
welcomed enthusiastically.  Satisfied, I slid back down and resumed my
sitting position on the picnic bench.  My accommodating young niece pulled
her legs back, her feet flat on the table.  I was still catching my own
breath, so I started to rub her clit with my finger.  She pushed my hand
away, and I understood that it was still too sensitive to play with after
her recent climax.  So I started fingering her, slowly with two fingers,
and it only took a few seconds before they were completely buried inside
her hot love canal.

   She squirmed around under my frigging, but kept quiet.  So, I removed my
fingers and pushed her legs back against her chest, exposing her dark
pucker.  She didn't flinch when I leaned in, gripped her by the ankles, and
twirled my tongue around her quivering rim.  It distracted her enough that
she didn't notice that I picked up the wine bottle with the long slender
neck and rubbed it up and down her soaked pussy lips.  I managed to
maintain oral contact with her ass while still impaling her cunt on the
bottle neck.  She seemed to come alive again, as I sat up to watch that
bottle disappear deep inside her pussy.

   Her ass was now sufficiently saturated with my saliva that I easily
slipped my index finger into her slick forbidden entrance.  She literally
shivered from her waist down as she pushed against the bottle in her cunt
and my finger deep in her ass.  As I got up and stood in front of her
shaking body, vigorously penetrating both her holes, I noticed that my
Viagra-induced erection was standing at attention, and begging to be sent
into the game.  Fair enough, I thought, I'd waited patiently for a long
time, and now it was my turn.

   I slowly slid the bottle out of her pussy, and pulled my finger out of
her ass, and then I helped her turn around and slide down until she was
kneeling on the picnic bench with her body face down on the cushions on the
table.  She seemed like she reverted back to her semi-responsive state, but
her ass jutted out beyond the bench, and it was at the perfect angle for my
eager cock.

   I rubbed her smooth tight ass for several minutes, thinking about
things. There was really no hurry.  First, I thought of my wife and smiled
to myself: wouldn't she be surprised that there were still women who wanted
to fuck me.  And wouldn't she be even more amazed to find out that one of
them was her own niece!  And then I thought about Katy.  It was no accident
that she decided to shower and change into her provocative, flimsy black
outfit.  And she knew what she was doing by drinking two full bottles of
wine by herself.  This "mommy's night" had been arranged a week ago, so she
had lots of time to think about her plan.

   So, the more I thought about it, the more obvious it was that she
actually played me, not the other way around.  I smiled about that too, as
I rubbed my throbbing shaft between her slick labia before I pushed the
swollen head deep inside her.  Wow, it felt so good, holding her hips
steady as I worked my cock into her awaiting pussy inch by inch.  She
groaned, as she lifted her head up to acknowledge my actions, and then lay
it back down onto her folded arms.  It was all the encouragement I needed,
and I took my time and savored each stroke sliding deep into her womb, and
then pulling most of it back out, slowly and teasingly.  She seemed to be
getting a little frustrated with my deliberate withholding of her pleasure,
and I smiled to myself at that too.

   But, I'm a fair person, and of course I was interested in her
well-being, so I stepped up the pace, and plunged into her young body fully
and enthusiastically, and the slapping of our skin together got louder and
stickier.  Before long, I was pounding her with all my might, and she was
exuding the cutest little noises in unison with each new thrust.  My prior
experience with Viagra was that I could go on for hours without having to
be concerned about cumming too soon or losing my erection.  In fact, the
only way I found I could achieve an orgasm on Viagra was orally.  But we
were far from that yet, and I settled in to give my young niece a proper
fucking.  I pounded her pussy for quite a long time without letting up. 
Katy didn't complain once, she just took it over and over.  I was beginning
to get concerned about the constant pressure on her knees.  I did want her
to be able to walk away, when all was said and done.  So, I pulled out and
coaxed her back onto the table, and she seemed grateful for the chance to
rest on her back again.

   I pushed her legs back as far as they would go, and she wrapped her arms
around her knees.  She knew what was coming, and she braced herself
accordingly: I rubbed my shaft along her swollen cunt lips a few times, and
then I rubbed my glistening cock between her ass cheeks.  I repeated the
same motion several times, until I pressed the head of my cock against her
anus.  She let out a quiet sigh of resignation, reached down with both
hands and spread her cheeks wide for me.  With a little more maneuvering, I
managed to pop my cock head past her sphincter, and down her dark passage.
It was so hot inside her rectum; I could feel my erection getting stronger
and more solid with each new stroke.  The tightness of her ass was
incredibly arousing, and I delighted in giving it a good pounding.  As much
as I liked the doggy position, there was nothing quite like jamming my
niece's rear end with my stiff rod while watching the delicious expressions
on her face as she got mercilessly ass-fucked.  It wasn't our first time,
but I think it was the best time, I thought, as I buried my entire shaft
deep into her vulnerable bottom time and again.
I could have fucked her ass for hours, but it was getting late, and,
again, I did want her to be able to walk properly the next day, much less
be able to sit down normally.  Still, I kept at it for several more
minutes, just pounding her ass relentlessly, until I noticed the tell-tale
signs that she was close to another orgasm: her face was red and drenched
in sweat, she jerked her head back and forth, and began pinching her
nipples rapidly; her whole body started shaking, and her breathing was
rapid.  I held on to her hips, and plowed into her, until she suddenly

grabbed each of my wrists and squeezed them tightly:

   "Oh god, OH GOD!!  Oooooooh, Christ, Uncle Billy!  YES!  YES!  OH, FUCK
MY ASS, YES!!!  UNGHHHH!"

   And then she collapsed in a heap under me.  I gave her a few minutes to
regain her composure, while I kept my highly aroused cock buried deep in
her ass.  When she could finally breathe normally again, I pulled out and
climbed up onto the picnic table, kneeling over her face with one knee on
either side of her head.  She opened her eyes long enough to recognize my
intentions, and she willingly opened her mouth.  I lowered down, and
presented my slippery cock head to her.  She licked it all around, and then
lifted her head up towards me, sucking in more of my shaft.  Oh lord, it
felt so good having her steaming lips surrounding my stiff meat.

   The only problem with our position was that I couldn't get much of my
cock into her mouth from that angle.  So I got up abruptly, stepped down
from the table, and walked around to the other side.  I moved the picnic
bench out of the way, and grabbed her under each arm.  I gently slid her
body towards mine, until her head was just off the edge of the table.  My
cock was trembling with anticipation as I cupped her head in both hands and
she opened her mouth with no prompting from me.  As my saliva-drenched love
rod hovered over her open mouth, I could see that she was already working
over her clit with her fingers.  She was certainly insatiable, I'll give
her that.  She just succeeded in further arousing me, and I
enthusiastically fed her my shaft.  Looking down at her face with that
hungry look on it was a sight I've only dreamed about.  I pumped her mouth
with increasingly rapid strokes, and she couldn't contain her saliva that
flowed out of both sides of her mouth and ran down her neck.

   Surprisingly, she didn't choke or gag, as I increased my piston-like
assault.  I could feel my cock hitting the back of her throat with each
forward stroke, and it inspired me to test her limits.  I released my grip
on either side of her face and slid my hands down to her throat, squeezing
it with slight pressure.  As she opened her eyes to look up at me, I
deliberately pushed my stiff shaft into her actual throat canal.  I could
feel her begin to gag at first, but she gulped and gulped hard in an effort
to keep from choking.  Emboldened by her valiant effort to swallow my
entire shaft, I pushed forward a bit deeper with each plunge, and I could
feel the warmth of her throat completely engulf my entire length.  She
seemed to have her gag reflex under complete control, and I took full
advantage.

   As I started pounding her throat deeply, she didn't seemed to struggle
at all, not that my cock is particularly enormous.  The only thing she did
differently was to place her own hands on top of mine, signaling me to not
squeeze her neck too hard.  I simultaneously pushed my hips forward, while
I pulled her head back towards my now shuddering cock.  I could feel my
shaft fucking her throat mercilessly as my cock passed down her throat
repeatedly, passing under my thumbs, with my fingers wrapped around her
neck.  As my excitement increased, I stepped up the tempo, and I fucked her
throat deep and rough.  I felt her frantic fingers tighten around my
wrists, and she squeezed extra hard, letting me know that she had reached
her maximum limit.

   Her timing was perfect, because my cock lurched and jerked in such
frenzy, I couldn't hold back any longer even if I tried.  I looked down at
her pretty face and watched as spurt after spurt of my cum pumped down her
throat, and I delighted in the feeling underneath my thumbs of her gulping
and swallowing, in a valiant effort to take it all.  Even with her best
effort, some of my seed squirted out beyond her lips, and ran down her
upturned face, past her nose and over her now-closed eyes.  The scene made
me try to drain every last drop of jizz into her throat, and it took quite
some time before I was finished abusing it.  I tried to remember an orgasm
that equaled this one, but I could not.  I would have lingered a little
longer, but Katy was pushing my hands off her neck, so I withdrew my spent,
but somewhat still erect penis, slowly back out of her throat.  She sat up
immediately, coughing and struggling to catch her breath.  Her eyes were
still closed, and her face was a slimy mess.  She reached around in the air
with both hands, desperate for something to wipe her face off with.  I
realized we had no towels available, so I stripped off my t-shirt and
handed it to her.

   Silently, she dried off her face as she sat on the edge of the table. 
She kept her face buried in the shirt for several minutes, and finally, I
stepped between her legs and hugged her close as she recovered.  When she
ultimately came up for air, she dabbed at her face and then she handed me
back my shirt.

   "Thanks," she said softly, as her tear-stained eyes met mine.  Although
they were red, there was a look of awe and wonderment in them, as if she
couldn't believe I was capable of what had just taken place.

   "Katy, that was just amazing," I offered, in an effort to break the
uneasy silence that came over us.  "You're telling me!  Wow, Uncle Billy
where'd that come from?  Geez!" She exclaimed, as her eyes dropped lower
and she saw my still hard cock swaying between my legs.  "And what about
that?  Why is it still hard?"

   I laughed rather proudly: "Well, I guess it's still excited about
getting the best throat fuck it ever had." Luckily, I didn't have to
explain about taking the Viagra, because she jumped off the table and
announced in a panic: "I have to pee really bad." She headed for the
sliding door leading to the powder room, but I grabbed her wrist as she
passed me, and pulled her several steps away, in the direction of the lawn
beyond the lights of the patio.

   "What are you doing?  Where are we going?" she asked as I stopped and
turned her towards me.

   "Right here," I responded, pushing down on her shoulders.  "Squat down,
and put your hands on my shoulders," I instructed, as I knelt down on the
grass in front of her.  She followed my movement, but remained on her feet
with her knees bent.

   "Look, Uncle Billy, can this wait a few minutes until after I pee?" she
implored, sounding a little irritated with me.

   I laughed as I placed her hands on my shoulders: "You'll see,
sweetheart," I assured her as I put my right hand under her skirt and
steadied myself with my left hand on the grass in between us.  My fingers
found her saturated bare pussy, and I started running my fingertips up and
down her slit.  As she squirmed and struggled against my unwanted advances,
she could no longer keep from admonishing me impatiently.

   "Uncle Billy, I really have to go NOW!!" She demanded, as fire suddenly
blazed in her big brown eyes.

   "Okay then, do it," I answered.  "Piss on my fingers!" I ordered.  She
cocked her head and gave me a puzzled look.  "Go on Katy, just let it
loose, you'll see," I told her rather cryptically.

   She shifted her weight back and forth a few times without saying a word.
As her pee stream started, I slipped two of my already slick fingers deep
into her pussy, and began frigging her as hard and as fast as I could.  She
groaned, and as her warm urine released from her bladder, I finger fucked
her so rapidly that her head flung back, and her pee squirted out in unison
with my finger action.  As she reached her peak outpouring, I could feel
her sex muscles clench and tremble around my fingers, and her hands gripped
my shoulders like a vise, as she quivered and spasmed, and her knees shook
and trembled.  Her lithe body responded with a climax that shook her whole
body, and I kept finger fucking her until her last spasm.

   Even after she collapsed into me, I gently rubbed her clit, and smeared
her wetness around between her legs.  When she finally raised her head and
looked at me, she laughed and pulled my hand away from her crotch.

   "Uncle Billy, you...you sure are...how can I say this...so creatively
kinky!" she exclaimed triumphantly.  I wasn't quite sure how to take what
she said, but then she followed it up:

   "Wow!  That was just unbelievable!  I don't think I've ever had such an
intense orgasm, damn." She laughed, and hugged me tightly, and our embrace
lasted several long, glorious minutes.  Finally, she noticed that my
hard-on was pressing against her.

   "And so what are we going to do about this?" she asked somewhat
hypothetically.  But before I could offer any suggestions, she had already
decided.

   "My throat and pussy are kind of raw and feeling used up, so I guess
it's..." she stopped short, and just smiled that coy smile of hers that
melts hearts wherever she goes.

   I couldn't help but smile too, as I intended to make this night last as
long as possible.

   "Hold on, give me a minute," I said, as I trotted back to the picnic
table.  I scooped up four cushions in one arm, and plucked her thong off
the table with my other hand.  Katy had stood up in my absence, and was
awaiting my instructions.  I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw her.  The
silhouette of her perfect body was backlit by the waning moon, and her hair
sparkled in its glow.  She took a pose that was at once feminine, heavenly,
and delicately sensuous.  I knew I was the luckiest man alive at that
moment.

   I said nothing.  I slowly pushed against her body with the cushions
until she walked backwards several steps into our deep dark lawn.  We were
out of the moon's light back there.  It was just Katy and me, standing face
to face.  I dropped the cushions, took her in my embrace, and kissed her
sweet lips tenderly.  I could no longer see her, but I could feel the
warmth...no...the heat that radiated from her young body.  She got up on
her tip toes, wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back with such
fervor and passion.  I was floating on air, and I didn't want to land. 
Finally, she whispered in my ear:

   "Fuck me in my ass, Uncle Billy, please?"

   I arranged the cushions on the damp grass, and helped my darling niece
drop down on her knees and into position, resting her body on her elbows.
Her ass was up in the air, pointing in my direction.  I could see well
enough to know that she was ready, gigging softly in anticipation.  She
wiggled her ass back and forth when I ran my hand over her eager ass
cheeks. I was ready too, but I had one more mission to accomplish.

   I opened my other hand and revealed her scrunched-up thong.  Even as she
waited for her ass to get filled with my now-raging love rod, I began to
feed the thong slowly into her pussy.

   "Hey, what are you doing?" she asked.

   "I'm putting your thong in a safe place, where you won't lose it," I
responded, rather tongue-in-cheek, as it were.

   "Oh my god, Uncle Billy, how do you dream up this stuff?" she demanded.

   I didn't say anything, figuring it was another one of her hypothetical
questions.  I just kept pushing more and more of the material slowly into
her snatch until it disappeared.  She fidgeted in weak protest for a few
seconds, but ended up sighing and letting me have my way.

   Meanwhile, I took up my position kneeling behind her.  She was
entrenched in her doggie-style position, and I rubbed my erection up and
down her ass crack.  Sensing some dryness, I poked my cock head around her
pussy, which was drenched from accepting the intrusion of her thong deep
inside.  So, I had plenty of lube for my anal intrusion, as I silently
pressed on her thighs, pushing them closed until her knees touched.

   As I spread her cheeks wide and entered her velvety-slick tunnel, I was
again astonished by how hot her dark passage was.  Hot and tight.  And
simply delightful.  And wonderful.  I held onto her hips and slowly pushed
the head of my cock past her barely resisting sphincter.  She groaned
softly in that sexy low tone of hers, as I pushed my cock deeper and deeper
into my darling niece's nether region.  Soon enough I was slamming away at
her ass, our sweaty skin slapping against each other.  Katy's head was down
on the cushion, and she braced herself to take whatever I gave her.  I
didn't have the heart to tell her that I could fuck her ass until the cows
came home without cumming.  And that was fine with me.  I just didn't want
this night to end, even as I could see the subtle lightening in the
pre-dawn sky.

   Katy joined in by reaching down between her legs and playing with her
clit.  Soon, she was groaning and pushing her ass back in unison with my
forward strokes, and I could tell she was enjoying our union as much as I
was.  As her moaning got louder and more erratic, it turned me on so much
that I felt the desire to give her the best ride I could.  She deserved the
best, after all.  Without warning, I slipped my shaft out of her pulsating
dark entranced, much to her dismay.  I leaned over and ran my tongue around
her gaping hole several times before I buried my tongue deep inside.  She
was so surprised by my change in tactics that she gasped audibly, and let
out a long rush of air from her lungs.  She instinctively brought both of
her hands around and spread her cheeks as wide as she could, but by then, I
was standing up behind her.  I straddled her hips, and took hold of both
her arms, which were now bent at the elbows.

   I bent my knees slightly, and mounted her round bottom effortlessly.  In
the first light of day, I could see her head thrashing back and forth on
the cushion in front of her as I plunged into her rectum deeper and deeper
with each stroke.  Soon, I was literally bouncing up and down on her
vulnerable bottom, and stabbing her most intimate entrance mercilessly.  As
if I needed any more encouragement, Katy quietly began to chant a litany of
words and expressions in time with my cock pounding her ass mercilessly:

   "OH!  DAMN!  FUCK!  UNGH!  ARGH!  YES!  FUCK!  GEEZ!  SHIT!  GOD!  OH!
MMMMM!  AHHHH!  OH!  YES!" Finally she just kept repeating the same sound
over and over, in a guttural, primitive intonation: "UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH! 
UNGH!  UNGH!  UNGH!" She kept perfect time with my thrusts, and I knew it
wouldn't be long before she would be going off like a wild boar, thrashing
and struggling under me.

   Her arms stiffened in my grasp, as her body tensed up in anticipation of
the grand finale.  And how grand it was!  As I focused on her trembling
climax, lo and behold, I could feel my own loins begin to quiver, and to my
surprise, I managed to fill her ass with several sharp spurts of jizz, as
her exhausted body shuddered and lurched to another orgasm.  I kept jamming
my cock to the hilt, even after I ran out of liquid ammunition.  My Viagra
fortified cock still managed to stay rigid, even after my surprise climax,
and I hated to waste a good thing.  I finally received a jolt of reality
when I noticed I could now clearly see the silhouette of Katy's body
accepting the final round of piston action from my slowly softening member.

   Finally exhausted, I slumped over her spent body for a few precious
seconds, but not for long: the sun was getting ready to pop over the
horizon, and we dare not be caught by the neighbors, naked and vulnerable,
in the light of day.  With her head down on the cushion and her eyes
closed, Katy didn't have the advantage of watching the new dawn appear as I
had.  Finally she looked up:

   "Oh god!  Oh shit!  Christ, Uncle Billy, we're fucking screwed!" she
intoned frantically.  I love it when she curses like that, I thought to
myself; my smile betraying my thoughts.  Katy shook my body from hers,
jumped up quickly, and pulled me to my feet.  She ran over to the patio and
started to put things away and straighten up, while I turned off the
waterfall and the patio lights.  We rushed inside, and she was breathless.

   "That was close!" she whispered between gasps.  I couldn't help but
smile again, and she didn't seem pleased by it in the least.

   "We could have been caught!" she admonished.  But we were safe now, and
she finally managed one of her adorable crooked smiles.  We took time for a
brief but heartfelt embrace, and I saw her to the guest room with one last
kiss.  As our bodies finally separated, I reached under her skirt and put
my finger in her pussy.  I could feel her thong still entrenched snugly
inside.

   "Oh my god, I forgot about that!" she whispered, her face turning red.
She gave me a look that started out as annoyance, but she couldn't stop the
twinkle in her eye, followed by a big grin, and she gave me one more tight
squeeze.

   "Good night, crazy Uncle Billy...and thanks for giving me what I needed
so badly," she cooed quietly as she closed the door behind her.

   A few hours later, we both managed to arise as if nothing out of the
ordinary had happened.  As we sat around the breakfast table, my wife
Barbara asked Katy how she was feeling after drinking all that wine the
night before.

   "Okay...a little woozy, I guess...and my throat is a little sore," she
replied, rubbing it with her fingers.

   "Oh, sorry," I blurted out without thinking.  Barbara's eyes shot
daggers at me.

   "I mean, I'm sorry to hear about your sore throat," I was quick to add.

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