~Subject: UNCLE'S HANDS (mf,voy,inc,con)
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories

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                            Uncle's Hands

   Sally and I were in the bathtub soaking in a cloud of foam. I
held her in my arms my legs around her feeling her warmth, smelling
the soft skin of her neck. I gently kissed her ears letting my
tongue flick on the lobes. Her hands were on my thighs. This was
mighty indiscreet of us considering this was her parents' bathroom
and we were in our teens! Sally was 15 and a very voluptious
fifteen I might add. I was seventeen with a libido illconceled by
the foam. Sally did not know what a pervert I was. She thought I
was a romantic. Perhaps I was that too but right now I was through
with normal sex - it was time to plunge her into deeper waters.
Fantasyland...

   I weighed my words. 

   "You're so sexy, I am sure men were coming on to you from the
time your were little. I bet you were always big round her though"

   I played my hands on her bosom letting them slide over the
curves caressing the mounds and letting my fingers flick her
nipples.

   She giggled at the suggestion. "Well I had my share of perverts
coming onto me,"

   My hands were on her belly now tracing circles winding their way
down. She took a deep breath and opened her thighs granting me
access. Now I had a soapy hand in her pussy. She lay back and let
me pleasure her. "This is so dirty" I said sticking my tongue into
her lips. She was clearly aroused.

   "Ever had someone in the family come on to you, or try and touch
your body...happens to all girls I believe"

   My strokes were getting to her. I let my fingers play on the bud
of her clitoris. She had her eyes half close, moaning gently.

   "Yes, there was Uncle Dan. Whenever we went to visit him his
fingers would be everywhere. How I ran from that man."

   "Bet he loved to touch you. I can imagine what a bombshell you
must have been in a tight dress. Poor guy, did you let him get a
feel now and then"

   I sent a finger in, feeling the tender softness of her pussy,
and momentarily prevented her from replying by prying open her lips
with my tongue. She responded warmly welcoming my kiss.

   "Yes he got a feel now and then! The man was a pervert. He'd ask
me to help him change a bulb and while my mother was in the room
reach out and touch my thighs and my butt. Then he'd offer to help
me down from the chair he'd put his hands between my legs."

   I let my erection press against her thigh. "Your dirty stories
are turning me on."

   "MY dirty story! Gee, you are aroused!"

   "Wish I'd been there to see him touch you, lift up your skirt."

   It was now or never. Was she sufficiently turned on?

   She turned around and slowly let her wet hole down onto my shaft
and thrust her breasts onto my chest "Well, next time you can
watch. He still never loses a chance."

   Her eyes were locked into mine. I grabbed her face and kissed
her as I felt my penis slide in her warm love tunnel. 

   "Promise...and you  must let him do stuff to you...will you?"

   "You're sick!" she smiled and I could sense the urgency in her
voice as her passion mounted with each stroke, "but adorable. OK
I'll let him ... only because you want me to."

   Soon we were clutching each others and screaming silently in the
throes of an orgasm. My most intense in recent time.

   Later we made plans.

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    Uncle Dan lived in a little cottage in a woodsy part of town.
Sally knocked on the door. She had a pile of books in her hands and
was wearing a tiny dress, low cut to the point of indecency at the
top showing a giant cleavage. The hem was so high that it was
almost at her hips. Needless to say this was not a dress Sally was
normally given to wearing. However Uncle Dan did not know that. I
kissed her hands gently. Dan was expecting her. She had called to
say that there was some repair work being done in her room and she
would like to come study at his place. He said he would be happy to
have her.

   The door opened and plump middle-aged man in a dressing gown
opened to the door. His eyes gaped open when he saw Sally. She
blushed a little and said, "Hi Uncle Dan. This is Justin my
boyfriend. He'll be coming by to pick me up at four." 

   He put out his arms for a hug and she rushed right in. The hug
was longer and warmer than normal but she didn't seem to notice. As
her breasts ground against his chest I noticed his eyes wander on
her bosom and his hands clutch her backside, which was barely 
covered by her dress.

   She waved goodbye to me and he still had his arm around her
waist. She did not resist. 

   [I write the rest of this story with Sally's help because I was
able to hear only part of the conversation that followed]

   Once I left she turned around and looked up at him and
said,"He's nice but a bit of a goof. He likes me to dress like
this," she let her hand run over her body from her breasts to her
waist, "you know how boys are."

   Dan gave a deep laugh and gave her butt a squeeze, and she
skipped girlishly into the room with her books. Meanwhile I darted
around the side of the house and inched my way to the window.

   The sight before me was breathtaking.

   Sally lay on the floor on a bunch of cushions her cute butt
exposed apparently studying. Dan wandered about the room and  found
himself a good vantage point and sat  on the couch watching her.
Her legs were splayed lazily  and a cushion raised her butt to
grant him an unhindered  view. My window was behind him so I shared
his view of the scene. 

   Her ass was fully exposed with just the thong of her bikini
panties hiding her pussy. Her black pubic hair was wantonly exposed
on either side. She had resisted the urge to shave. The lips of her
cunt could be discerned through the silky cloth. It was a view to
kill for. As her legs moved carelessly about we could get glimpses
of the dark red pussy lips. Dan untied the sash of his dressing
gown and I gasped. A giant bulge in his pants sprung into view. He
touched and squeezed the erection. Sally knew better than to look
back.

   I groped for my own penis engorged by this sight. I needed to
unbutton my jeans to gain access. I clutched the sticky knob and
rubbed the palm of my hand against the head.

   Sally, almost absent-mindedly, let her hand drift down between
her thighs. She scratched her thighs and then begin to scratch her
pubic hair further exposing her fleshy cunt-lips. Her pussy was wet
but she resisted the urge to plunge her fingers in, making it too
obvious. 

   Dan was vigorously squeezing his erection. I half feared that he
would come too soon. So might I. I slowed down my tempo.

   Suddenly she rolled over and the view was gone. Her legs were
crossed. Sally knew how to play the tease. Dan hurriedly covered
his crotch with his gown. 

   "Sally come sit here with me," he said and she obliged laying
her head on his shoulder. I had to stand on my tiptoes to get  a
view of this but it was worth it. 

   "Remember the good times we had when you were young and we'd
play together." His had his hands around her now presumably
chatting about old times but busily letting his fingers roam about
her bosom. Any man in his senses would realize that she must know
what he was doing I thought, but Dan thought her too young, too
naive to fully understand what he was up to. Why didn't he simply
pull down her dress and grab her tits I wondered. He was squeezing
her breast so hard he could just as well have done that. Sally
gasped and momentarily closed her eyes.

   "Yes," she said, "and we'd play doctor and I'd lie down and
you'd tickle me all over."  

   "You remember that," he said throatily and as if to oblige she
lay back and raised her legs. "You remember how you'd squeal and
giggle..."

   His hands were all over her tickling, feeling clawing her flesh.
She squirmed and giggled and wept "Yes, yes...I remember" His
fingers would be at her side tickling and then dart to her breasts
and zero in on her nipples, squeezing and then quickly he would
return to the pretense of tickling again. One hand went between her
thighs and begin to tickle there. Sally gave a gasp and closed her
eyes.

   His hand were dangerously close to her pussy now on her inner
thighs. Her thighs involuntarily clamped sandwiching his hand. 

   "You like this don't you," the man said with lust in his voice
and reached for the bridge of her panties. He must have felt the
moisture there. His fingers snaked into her pubic hair and she
opened her eyes, open mouthed looking into his. There was no more
giggling. He was too far gone to stop. His fingers were under the
cloth and found her sticky cunt. Her wetness gave her away, as did
her flushed face and heaving breasts.

   "Ohh" she whimpered as his fingers found her bud. This was
electrifying. My hands pumped my cock inside my jeans. His other
hand clawed at her top pulling them down over her nipples. Her
ample breasts came tumbling out. 

   She gave a little scream.

   This had gone further than we had ever expected. Sally was
helpless now, and intensely aroused. With a growl Dan reached into
his gown and pushed down his pants revealing a monster cock.

   Sally watched mesmerised as he separated her thighs pulled the
soggy thin strip of her panties aside and moved his member into the
wetness.

   I could take it no more and came in waves of intense pleasure as
I heard her sharp moan as he entered her. She looked up at the
window to see the look of ecstacy on my face. Our gazes locked and
she blew me a kiss. Dan saw her inviting lips and bore down on her
face to claim them for his own.