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Subject: Uncle and me, by Susan,  (MF, oral)
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My name is Susan and I’m now eighteen. I have long blonde hair and a very
slim figure. I’m 5’6" tall. This is my first posting and so bare with me if
you don’t like it. It’s based on what happened two years ago. If this
posting proves successful I may do more.

It was summer two years ago. I had just turned 16. I had by then some sexual
experiences, but nothing really memorable. I was visiting my Uncle’s home.
Earlier I had been playing tennis on his own court and then I had showed
before putting on fresh white bra and panties, a wrap around skirt and white
blouse.

My Mother and Father had gone to the town for the day, and I was alone with
Uncle. His wife had died a few years before.

I entered the lounge and found him sitting there, reading a book. He looked
up and started to speak to me. We chatted about all kinds of things for
about an hour. For a while I was sitting on the floor but then got up to
stretch a bit. I remembered he looked at me like he was sad. "What’s the
matter?" I asked.

"You look so young and beautiful," he said smiling,. I didn’t feel worried
about that. He’s ever so sweet. I just laughed,…."No," I told him, "I don’t
think so."

He told me he thought I was a fine young lady, and that had he been years
younger he wouldn’t have wanted me around in such a sexy outfit. I brushed.
I hardly considered that what I was wearing was sexy, but I suppose it was.
The skirt had a slit in the front and my brown legs could be seen when I
walked.

I looked at him and became aware that I was starting to feel a little sexy.
"You’re not so old," I told him. (He’s about 55). He laughed this time, "Not
in my mind at least!"

I walked over to him, not certain of what I would do. I found myself asking,
"So why am I sexy?"

He started at me, like he didn’t believe what I had said. "Well you are.
Your figure, your long hair,…it’s all so beautiful."

Suddenly I surprised myself, "Don’t you think my breasts are too small?"

He looked shocked, then said, "No, …no I don’t. They appear to be lovely."

I turned sideways and jutted my chest out, turned my head and smiled at him.
"Really?"

"I think we had better talk about something else." Was all he said.

But it was too late now. Before I realised it I was feeling really sexy and
now I couldn’t stop. He seemed so sweet and suddenly I knew that something
was about to happen. "And when I’m in my bikini, does that look good?" I
asked.

He smiled sadly, "Yes," but said almost as a whisper.

My hand wondered up to my blouse and slowly undid a button,…"What are you
doing?" he asked. "It’s all right, I’ve got bra and panties on, it’s the
same as a bikini." He told me to stop, but I couldn’t. I undid the three
buttons so my blouse fall open, the sides covering my breasts still. He just
started.

Then I untied my skirt and let it fall to the floor. There I was, standing
before him in bra and panties. The silence was deafening. Then he said, "Are
you playing a game with me?"

I shook my head, "No."

There was another long silence before I sat down on his leg. At first he
froze but then one hand curled around my waist. My hand went to his shirt,
resting on his chest. I then took his other hand and held it to my left
breast. At first his fingers didn’t move but then then cupped my bra to me,
I could feel him squeezing my breast gently.

I knew then what was going to happen. I slide off his knee and kneeled
between his legs. My hands went to his trousers and started to feel and rub
his crotch. His cock seemed to grow quite quickly. "I don’t think we should
do this?" he said, "It’s wrong."

"OK", I told him, "We’ll decide that later, in the meantime, just sit back.
This one is on me."

I tugged his zip down and felt inside his trousers. His cock was hard in his
pants. I fished it out. The hair around it was a little grey, but it seemed
to be a nice size and thick as well. I squeezed it several times. The top of
the head was wet already. I couldn’t resist, and leaned closer. My lips
finally made contact with the warm soft head. At first I moved them around
it a little,….he moaned. Then I opened them and struck my tongue out to lick
around the bloated head. "Oh my God" I heard him say.

His hands started to touch my face and then slide down under me to cup my
breasts. One hand slide around my back and gently undid my bra. It hung
there off my shoulders while his hands touched and caressed my breasts. My
mouth was now over his cock head, lips moving back and forth over the rim of
his head. I had done this before with boyfriends, but had never enjoyed it
so much. I teased the head of his cock in my mouth for a while and then
started to bop my head up and down. He squeezed my breasts some more,
moaning and moving his hips a little. I heard him tell me that he didn’t
want to disappoint me but he would last long. Keeping his cock in my mouth I
raised my eyes to look at him, he smiled. I then started ramming my mouth up
and down on his cock really hard.

I could feel him tense up and his hips started to thrust up to meet my
mouth. I knew that any second he would come. I wasn’t sure what to do. I had
never taken it in the mouth before. But I didn’t get too much time to think
about. Suddenly I felt a spurt of cum spill out the end. I didn’t swallow,
instead just tried to keep it there as another spurt shot out and floored my
mouth. I opened my lips and some of it run out. He spurted again with a loud
moan. I could taste his cum everywhere in my mouth. I opened my lips some
more and it trickled out around his cock which was now already starting to
grow small again.

When most of it had run out of my mouth I closed my lips and started sucking
at the head as he moaned and moved around. I was so hungry to make him feel
good. After a minute or so I let his soft cock pop out of my mouth. I looked
up at him. Cum was still around my lips, smeared there, with a long string
of it dripping down from my chin and all around his trousers and cock.
"Jesus" was all he said.

"I think we had better clean up, " I told him, and headed for the bathroom.

Well let me know what you think won’t you. Do you want to hear more.

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Susan12346@Hotmail.com




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