"Uncle Mike, you should let me drive your car sometime."

"Are you kidding?" I said to my little niece, Julie, as we roared down the straightaway on Old Boxer Creek Road. "Do you have any idea how much this car is worth?"

The girl made a pouty face in my direction and crossed her arms defiantly. "I am your niece! Aren't I worth more than a dumb old car?"

"Of course you are Jewel. But this isn't a dumb old car."

"Yeah it is."

She knew it wasn't, of course. It was a 1968 Shelby Cobra Mustang, immaculately restored over the last ten years, cherry red, two wide white stripes running over the hood and the roof and down the fastback. She was a beauty and I could probably get 60 or 70 grand for the car if I sold it. It definitely wasn't my everyday car, but I knew my little twelve year old niece liked it, and every good muscle car needs to have a cute girl in the passenger seat. So I made a point of taking out the car whenever I was giving her a ride. She particularly liked it when I drove the Mustang to her softball games, so she could show it off to all her friends.

"OK," she said, pout still on. "It isn't a dumb old car. But still."

"And you're worth way more to me than this car, Jewel, you know that."

She smiled at me. "So you gonna let me drive it?"

"No fucking way."

She sunk down in her seat and stuck her lower lip out and crossed her arms and didn't say a word to me all the rest of the way to her house.

Old Boxer Creek Road winds through the foothills as it heads out of town before reaching a plateau, where it runs, straight as an arrow, for about two and a half miles until it disappears into the mountains. As fun as it is to drive fast up the winding curves of Old Boxer Creek Road, at least if your car can take it, it is even more fun to hit that straightaway on the plateau. There's barely ever any traffic on Old Boxer Creek. Only about ten families live up in the mountains and half of them have second homes in other more pleasant climes, so when you hit that straightaway there's nothing to stop you from going as fast as you can.

Julie's family lives about a mile up into the mountains in one of those exquisite huge mountain estates. My little sister, Karen, married a recently widowed software mogul, who brought along into the marriage a beautiful little girl named Julie. Since the first day I met her, I've always called Julie "my precious Jewel," because she really is. She is beautiful and rare and she sparkles with radiance. And, almost immediately upon our meeting she decided I was her favorite uncle, not the least because she was in love with my Mustang. Even back then, no more than an eight year old pixie, she already loved a good muscle car. The girl has good tastes, what can I say?

The very first time I took my Jewel out for a run in the Cobra, we had the windows rolled down and I floored it and we were going north of 100 miles an hour and Julie had a huge smile on her face, even if her knuckles were going white from holding onto the seat a little too tight.

Ever since then, the girl is not satisfied unless I get the Cobra up to a hundred, at least.

"Sarah's uncle lets her drive his car," she said the next time I was driving her home from softball practice.

"Yeah, what's he got, a Geo?"

"No! He has the rockin'est Cooper Mini you've ever seen. Way cooler than this car."

I smiled. "You watch yourself little girl."

"Come on, let me drive!"

"Why don't you go drive Sarah's uncle's 'rockin' Mini' instead?"

"Maybe I will. Maybe if he lets me drive it, I'll make it worth his time."

I looked over at her, wondering if she really meant what I thought she meant.

She gave me a wicked little smile, obviously glad to have gotten a reaction out of me. "You're jealous, aren't you?"

"Jealous of what?"

"Jealous of Sarah's uncle, 'cause I'm gonna make it worth his time."

"Oh come on, you don't even know what you're talking about."

"Yeah I do!"

"OK, so tell me, what would you do for him?"

"I'd.. I'd use my hands. He'd like that."

"Yeah? What would you use your hands for?"

She looked at me sideways. "I know how, you know. I've done it a couple times."

"Sure you have, Jewel."

"I have! I've had boyfriends!"

I grinned at her. "Yeah, you're so experienced, aren't you?"

"Maybe I am! So, you gonna let me drive your car?"

"Oh, what the fuck." I pulled the car over to the side.

"You're the greatest, Uncle Mike!"

"OK now you pay attention OK? This car is a stick shift..." I explained the intricacies of a manual transmission, showing her how to get the car into first gear, get it moving, then how to shift into second. "That's all you get to do, OK?" I said as I pulled on the parking brake. "Just get it rolling, get it into second, then pull over."

"OK I got it Uncle Mike!"

Julie slid over and I climbed into the passenger seat. It took the girl a while to get the seat adjusted, then she stepped on the clutch and put the car in first and slowly eased the clutch out, just like I showed her. The car lurched forward and died.

"That's OK Julie. It's takes a while to figure out."

She did it again and this time got the car rolling a ways, then got it into second, but by the time she eased out the clutch it was going too slow and it died again.

"One more time," I said to her. "Third time's a charm."

She got the car rolling, got it into second, got the clutch out, and there we were driving down the straightaway at 20 miles per hour.

A half a minute later she pulled over.

"Thanks Uncle Mike! That was so cool!"

"Glad you liked it. Sorry it's not a 'rockin' Mini.'"

"That's OK, it was still fun, even if it was just your crappy old car. So you got any kleenex?"

"What, you have a cold or something?" I opened the glove compartment and took out a box of tissues.

"No, silly. It's for when you, you know..." She pointed in the direction of my crotch.

"Huh?" I was honestly confused.

"You know," she said, and she held her hand up, the thumb making a circle with a couple of her fingers. She moved the hand up and down a couple times.

My addled brain finally figured out what she meant. "You mean...?" I stammered like a school kid.

"Yeah, I said I would, right?" She pulled four or five tissues out. "And I wanna show you I know how, since you don't believe me."

"Shit, Julie, I don't know."

She looked a little offended. "Well, if you don't want to, fine."

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just..."

"But you still gotta let me drive your car again. I shouldn't lose out just 'cause you're chicken."

"Hey, I never agreed to this crazy idea of yours!"

Julie looked genuinely hurt. "Just take me home," she said quietly.

Julie just stared out the window, giving me the silent treatment again. And I felt pretty much like a bone-headed idiot. I could've just got a fucking hand job from a twelve year old! And not just any twelve year old but the cutest one in the whole town. Heck, the whole state. What kind of a fucking idiot am I?

"Look, Jewel..." Silence. "Listen, OK? You can drive my car again, OK? Of course you can."

"I don't want to drive your stupid car," she mumbled, almost inaudibly.

"Jewel," I said, putting my hand on her knee, "I'd love to have you... you know, use your hands."

She looked at me and I could tell she was contemplating some nasty thing to say. But she just turned her face to look back out the window. "Maybe next time," she said, almost inaudibly again.

Next time, I was bringing Julie home from softball practice again. I pulled over and let her take the wheel. She pulled the Mustang out onto Old Boxer Creek Road and got it into second gear with hardly any lurching and stalling this time. I tried to see how fast she was going and from where I was sitting it seemed like she must have had her at at least 25. I was nervous as hell but I didn't say anything.

After about a half a mile she slowed back down and pulled over. "That is so awesome Uncle Mike! I love your car so much!"

"She is fun to drive, isn't she?"

"No kidding."

I opened the glove compartment and took out the package of kleenex. "I think you might need these?"

She smiled as she took the kleenex from me. "What, do I have a cold?"

"No, sweetie. You're going to use your hands now." I unzipped my pants and fished my cock out.

She smiled as she looked at my cock, then pulled a bunch of kleenex out of the package. She set the wad of kleenex next to me on the seat and reached her cute little hands over to my cock.

I was already about half-way to hard before she touched me, but once her sweet cool fingers wrapped around my shaft, it was pretty much instant boner. The girl definitely knew what she was doing; she had her left hand wrapped around my shaft, her right hand cupped over my head, and she went right to work, smiling broadly as she jacked away, gripping tightly to the skin as she pulled it up and down over the hard muscle underneath.

"Oh, Julie, fuckin' A!" was about all I could say.

She was grinning from ear to ear. "I better grab the kleenex, huh?"

"Yeah, I think you better," I panted.

She took her hand off my head and picked up the wad of kleenex, then put it on top of my head.

"Oh, fuck, Jewel!" I shouted as the little twelve year old made me come. It was a great orgasm; she was grinning and my legs were shaking as I pumped shot after shot into the wad of kleenex. She kept jacking me, squeezing nice and tight, the whole time.

When I finished she took the kleenex away and looked at it. "Wow, you came a lot! There's way more than when I used to do it for my boyfriend. The kleenex is soaked!"

"I always come a lot when I get a good hand job."

"Yeah? You liked it?"

"Oh yeah!"

"Good!" She rolled down the window and tossed the wad of kleenex out.

Julie had her cool little hands wrapped around my cock again a few days later.

"Thanks for letting me drive your car again, Uncle Mike," she said. "I love your car. You have the greatest car ever!"

"You're getting pretty good at driving a stick." She was; the car hardly ever lurched anymore when she let out the clutch.

"I love driving your stick," she said with a big smile.

I laughed.

Gripping my cock, she pulled it down, toward the front of the car. "First gear!" She said, her eyes twinkling at me. Then she pulled it up towards my belly. "Second gear! You gonna let me put it into third this time?"

"I think you're ready."

She smiled broadly and pulled my cock towards the front of the car again. "Third gear!" she said, grinning.

"You are getting good at driving a stick!"

"I love your stick!" She started beating on me again. "I should prob'ly get the kleenex ready, huh?"

"Yeah."

Her little fingers brought me to another glorious orgasm and I soaked the wad of kleenex again. She looked at it again, smiling, before she tossed it out the window.

"Was that good?" she asked.

"Oh fuck yeah," I said.

She grinned.

"Alright, once you get it into second gear and get it up around 25, put the clutch in and quick shift it into third. I don't want you going any faster than about thirty, though, OK? Just drive for a little ways in third and then put the clutch back in and pull over."

"You got it Uncle Mike!"

The girl got it into third, no problem, and drove for about a half a mile before pulling over.

"Nicely done!"

"Thanks Uncle Mike! Pretty soon I'll be getting it up to a hundred, huh?"

"No fucking way are you driving this car a hundred miles an hour."

"Oh come on." She pouted at me. "I bet you anything in the world that I can convince you to let me go a hundred." Her eyes twinkled at me. I gulped. She was probably right.

"Not gonna happen, sweetheart."

"OK, seventy-five."

"No."

"Fifty?"

"No."

"At least let me get it in fourth gear!"

"Maybe. But you'll have to convince me."

"You get the kleenex out, Uncle Mike. I'll convince you!"

She was beating on my cock with her sweet little hands again. "So do I get to put it into fourth gear next time?"

"You haven't done anything to convince me yet."

"Maybe I'll just stop." She lifted her hands away.

"No problem, I couldn't care less. But just so you know, if you stop, you don't get to drive my car anymore, either."

She grabbed my cock again and started beating on it hard. "Oh come on Uncle Mike! Let me put it in fourth gear!"

"You want to know what will convince me?"

"What?"

"Use your mouth."

She scrunched her nose up. "My mouth?"

"Yeah, just put my head in your mouth. Then just use your other hand just like you're giving a me hand job."

She squinted at me. "If I do it, you'll let me put it in fourth next time?"

"Yeah, promise."

"OK."

The little girl leaned over, holding a wad of kleenex in one hand, my cock in the other, and opened her mouth. She had to open really wide to get my head in all the way. Her mouth was gloriously warm and soft and wet as she wrapped her lips around my cockhead.

"Oh, Julie," I said quietly. She leaned her head to the side a bit and looked at me out of the corner of her eye. Then she started rubbing my shaft.

"Oh, fuck," I said as she went to work. "Oh, Julie! Oh, sweetheart!" It just felt so fucking wonderful, her little mouth open wide, her tongue lapping softly at my head, her cool fingers gripping tightly to the skin of my shaft and pulling it up and down over the stiff muscle. "Oh, fuck, Julie! Holy shit!" I could feel my orgasm starting, a hell of a lot earlier than I had expected it to.

She pulled her mouth off and covered my head with the wad of kleenex and I soaked that kleenex through, four or five big enthusiastic shots of come.

Julie was smiling big as she looked at the wet wad of kleenex. "Wow, that was quick!" she said.

"Yeah, I came a lot earlier than I thought I would. Your mouth felt fantastic!"

She grinned. "That's the first time I've ever done that."

"You're a natural, babe."

"Yay!" she hollered as she shifted the Mustang into fourth gear. She looked awfully damn sexy right then, a big shining smile on her face, her blond hair flowing with the window rolled down. God, she was a beautiful little girl, such a soft, pretty face, bright blue eyes, a tiny little nose, nice thick pouty pink lips. I was getting hard as a rock just looking at her and thinking about how she was going to be wrapping those beautiful lips around my cock in a couple minutes.

"OK, no faster now, nothing above 35, you hear?"

"Yes, Uncle Mike, I hear." She had such a big grin on her face, it was quite wonderful.

After going at least a mile in fourth gear, she finally slowed down and pulled over to the side of the road.

"Wow, that was so sweet, I love your car, Uncle Mike!"

"Good!" I handed her a new box of kleenex. I was buying a lot of kleenex lately.

She grinned at me. "You want me to use my mouth again?"

"Definitely."

This time, rather than just fishing my shaft out of my fly, I unbuttoned my pants and dropped them down to my ankles. "I want you to play with my balls while you suck this time, OK?"

"OK. What do I do?"

I took hold of my shaft, lifting it up to my belly, showing my nuts to her. "Just touch 'em."

She reached a hand out and gently brushed her fingertips over my sack. I felt a wonderful tingling electricity as I watched the young girl exploring a set of grown-up balls for the first time in her life.

"They're really big," she said. "And hairy."

"You should kiss 'em."

She did her little nose-scrunch again. "Kiss 'em?"

"Yeah, just a little kiss."

She leaned over and gave my ballsack a sweet little peck. Her warm breath felt wonderful and my balls were starting to ache.

She lifted her head away a bit and looked up at me, scrunchy-nose again. "Your hair tickled my nose," she said.

I smiled at the adorably cute little girl, then I lifted my shaft up so my head was in her face. "OK, time to suck him now, sweetheart."

She took my head in her mouth and started jacking me.

"Oh, baby, that feels so wonderful!"

She looked at me out of the corner of her sweet little twinkling eye.

"Touch my balls, now, too," I told her.

She reached her free hand down and gently cradled my nutsack.

"Oh, sweetie!" I reached a hand out and put it on the top of her head, then reached my other hand down under her and put it on one of her little twelve year old breasts. It was the first time I'd ever touched her like that, and she didn't object. She just looked up at me with her little twinkling eye.

I reached my hand down and slipped it under her shirt, then went right back up so that it was on top of her bra. Then I slipped my hand under her cup and felt her bare little breast. It was really quite tiny, but soft and warm and her nipple was stiff against my skin.

"Oh, fuck, Julie!" I said as she brought me to orgasm. She tried to lift her head off and reached around for the kleenex, but she hadn't gotten them ready. The new box was still unopened.

With my hand on top of her head, I pushed her back down. "No, Julie," I said, gasping as my orgasm was ready to explode. "No kleenex this time, take it in your mouth! Oh, fuck!" The first shot came barreling down my cock and fired, hot and thick, right into the poor girl's mouth. I held her in place for the second shot, and the third; I only let up when my cock was done unloading.

She sat up, a unpleasant frown on her pretty little face. She grabbed the box of kleenex and quick pulled a bunch out and held them up to her mouth. She let out a couple of little coughs, spitting my come onto the kleenex.

After she'd spit out all my come, she wiped the kleenex around her lips. "That was gross," she said, looking down at the soaking wet kleenex.

"It felt wonderful, Julie."

She looked at me with something like a scowl. "You're gross."

"Julie," I said as I pulled my pants back on, "it's no big deal, girls do that for guys all the time."

"That doesn't mean it isn't gross," she said as she tossed the kleenex out the window.

Then she sat and looked at me. Was that just a hint of a smile on her face? "Anyway, Uncle Gross, you have to let me go a hundred now, since you did that to me."

I laughed. "No way. But you can get her up to fifty next time, OK?"

"OK!"

She had a big smile on her face.

My little niece got the Mustang into fourth gear and then floored it.

"Hold up there, sweetheart," I said to her. "Only fifty, remember, I don't want you to kill us!"

"OK, Uncle Mike, only fifty."

When she finally pulled over after going fifty for a mile or more, she was all smiles. A big, huge, shit-eating grin.

"That was so cool! Wow, I can't believe I was going fifty miles an hour!"

"Yeah, it's pretty awesome, isn't it?"

"You're gonna let me go seventy-five now, aren't you?"

"No, that's just too damn fast for you, Julie."

"Come on," she gave me a little demure look. "I'll let you do it in my mouth again."

I grinned at her. "I was already planning on that!"

"You are so gross! No way am I gonna let you do that again unless you promise to let me go seventy-five."

"That's fine, I really don't care."

She looked at me sideways, like she was trying to figure out if I really did care or not.

"How about," she said, her voice wavering a bit like she was nervous. "How 'bout I let you go even further. Then will you let me go seventy-five?"

My heart jumped to my throat. "What do you mean, 'go even further?'"

"You know."

"You mean, like, all the way?"

"Yeah, fine, all the way."

"You're gonna let me go all the way, if I let you go seventy-five?"

She sat mutely for a second. "Yeah," she said quietly, "if that's what you want to do."

She pulled the Cobra out onto the straightaway and shifted into second, then third. She had the gas pedal down all the way and the tachometer was screaming and the Cobra was responding like she always does, pure power, 0-60 in six seconds--at least in the hands of someone who knows what they're doing.

It was a little frightening to see a little inexperienced girl in control of so much power.

----

"So, what should I do? Should I take my clothes off?"

"Yeah. Naked is good."

She slipped her shirt off, then took her bra off. In the dim light I could see her tiny little titties for the first time; they were just little bumps rising sweetly off her chest, topped with little pink puffies. What a sweet little pair of preteen tits.

Then she opened her pants and started pulling them down. I lowered the passenger seat down so it was as prone as it could get and she pulled her pants and panties off and lay back on the seat. I undid my pants and pulled them down to my ankles and I knelt in front of her as best I could, there wasn't really any room to even move, but I did manage to spread her legs open and get a decent look at her little sex.

----

She had the car up to thirty, now thirty-five. The engine was letting out its loud, throaty roar, the tachometer was flirting with the red.

"OK, better shift into fourth now, Jewel," I said, gripping the seat with nervousness, the tension almost too much for me to bear.

She grabbed the stick shift, all concentration now.

----

Her little pussy just looked so tiny, just a little slit between her legs, her swollen reddish outer lips dusted lightly in light-blond hair. She had a little triangle of darker hair just beginning to grow up her pubic mound. Oh, man, it's gonna be hard to get my cock in that tiny little thing.

I lifted my fingers to my mouth and spat on them, then reached them down between her legs and wet her little pussy. I ran my fingers up and down inside her lips. She was warm, so warm. Oh fuck, I couldn't even imagine what it was going to be like to get my cock in there.

I lifted my fingers to my mouth and licked them, tasting her sharp, salty sex. Then I reached down and ran my wet fingers over my cockhead, getting it wet as well. I grabbed my shaft and leaned over the little girl.

----

She rammed the clutch to the floor and pushed the stick into fourth and popped the clutch out and the 302 responded, screaming. This car is never happy if she isn't going fast. Julie had her up to forty now, now fifty. Holy shit! My heart was pounding hard, and I'm sure hers was, too.

----

She was looking up at me, her eyes wide with fear and trepidation and excitement, as I directed my cockhead down to my little prize. As I pushed in, I felt her wet, womanly lips open to accommodate me, giving the tip of my cock a warm, welcoming kiss. Little pussy's ready. Little pussy wants her man.

I pushed in, wet lips spreading open around my head. She let out a little moan as I pushed against her hymen. "It's OK," I whispered to her. "It be over in a second."

She nodded. I gripped my cock tight and pushed in hard. She arched her back and let out a little painful sound.

----

The Cobra just kept growling as she floored the accelerator. Fifty-five, sixty. Oh holy shit. I can't believe the little girl is doing it, I can't believe she's going to get it up to seventy-five, I can't believe I'm going along with this!

----

I felt her hymen tear, I pushed in further, the ridge of my head now passing inside those wonderful wet lips of hers. I pulled back, pushed in again, and now I could feel my head burrowing into that tiny little hole, unguarded now that I'd popped her cherry. Back, and in again, and now even the ridge of my head was in that little hole, passing through the torn remains of her hymen. My whole head was inside her tiny preteen vaginal canal, as tight as you could ever imagine, like a hot, wet, fleshy vice grip tightening around my head.

----

Sixty-five now, seventy. The throaty sound of that 302, really giving everything she's got, really responding with all the power and joy that her dual carbs could offer. The girl just kept it floored. Man, she's going for it all! All the way!

----

I pulled back and slid in again, half my cock pushing into her eager little hole now, forcing her open, stretching those muscles in ways they never thought they'd be stretched. Back and three-quarters in, then back and all the way in now, my balls up against her ass, her tiny little hole now finally stretched open enough to accommodate me, even though it was the tightest cunt you could ever experience, squeezing my entire cock. Oh fuck yeah! Oh, yeah! The little fucking slut is mine now, I own her! It was unbelievable that that little pussy could take my whole cock inside her. Unbe-fucking-lievable! I lay down on her completely and really started fucking her. It didn't take more than a minute for that amazingly tight, tiny, hot hole of hers to bring me to orgasm.

"Oh, fuck!" I shouted out-loud, lifting myself up above her tiny little body.

----

She made it to seventy-five. "OK, Julie," I said, gripping so tight to the seat cushion that my fingers were going white. "That's enough!"

She had a huge grin on her face, but she let up on the accelerator and the car screamed down Old Boxer Creek Road, a flash of cherry red roaring by like a brilliant shooting star.

----

I pulled out at the last possible second, holding my cock above my poor little twelve year old niece as the first shot fired out, huge and long and powerful. "Oh, Julie!" I hollered. The second shot fired out. "Oh, fuck!" I fired three or four more shots, covering the girl in come.

----

"OK, time to pull over now, sweetie."

She gently applied the brake and the car slowed down; she slipped in the clutch and pulled over to the side of the road.

"I want to get it up to a hundred."

"No way."

She grinned at me. "I told you before that I'd get you to let me go a hundred, didn't I?"

"Yeah, but you ain't going to do it."

She grinned some more. "If you let me go a hundred, then this time, you don't have to pull out. You can come inside me."

"Are you fucking serious?"

She nodded, a big smile on her face. "You want to, don't you? I know you do. I know you're gonna let me."

"Are you fucking serious?"

She grinned and nodded some more.

"OK, you get to get her up to a hundred, and I get to come inside you."

"You got a deal!"

I rode my little niece long and hard, her hot slick lips slipping up and down my cock, her tiny little hole stretched wide to accommodate my girth but still clamping tight.

She'd done a good job getting the Cobra up to 100, a huge grin on her face. I could tell it was worth it to her, no matter what happened, weeks of worrying about whether or not she was pregnant, she didn't care, driving that Cobra at a hundred miles an hour was the greatest thing and she didn't care about anything else.

I fucked her for as long as I could, holding out until that tight little cunt of hers milked my semen out of me. Then I shoved myself hard into her, her sloppy wet cunt lips wrapped around the base of my cock, my balls hard up against her asshole, and I held myself deep inside her. "Oh, Julie," I said, low and gruff, "you are so beautiful!" One more time, pulling all the way back until my cock was completely out of her, and then slamming back in hard, all the way in, my balls slapping up against her. "Oh my sweet angel! Take my come!"

And I fired a huge, giant, thick shot of come directly into her fertile little preteen womb. I reared back, slammed in, and fired another shot. Back and in, over and over, unloading into her until she was completely full and overflowing with my come.

I pulled out of her, come leaking down to her asshole and onto the leather seat.

She smiled up at me. "Wow, that was intense."

"Yeah. Did ya like it?"

"Sure. I know you did, I could tell."

"It was fucking awesome, Julie."

She grinned at me. "See, Uncle Mike, I told you I'd get you to let me go a hundred, didn't I?"

Comments

Nickname	Feedback
Joe	Super little story...very tittilating and erotic in an amusing kinda way. Not overly intense...but got the imagination going. Must get myself a Cobra..!
Uncle Pete	fucking awesome!
Anonymous	Brilliant story and so hot his gear shift really got a work out I bet she loved getting it up Inside her
Anonymous	It would have been cool to have her lie over the hood of the car and take her from behind so he could have gone so much deeper what a sight that would be
Chris Hailey	Yeah, I really wanted to have her leaning over the hood of the car but I thought, you know, the chances of them getting caught like that on the side of the road made it seem sort of unrealistic to me. But that's probably not a worthy consideration (since I suspect that it would probably be physically impossible to have sex in the passenger seat of a Cobra anyway).
Ron	Another good one, Chris; and a really novel plot. You truly do need an editor to catch things like "bare" in place of "bear," and it has to be someone at least as intelligent as you are (not nearly as easy to find) to catch things like the fact that there is not a single strand of muscle tissue in the human penis. Keep up the great work.
Chris Hailey	Thanks Ron for catching the bare/bear typo, I fixed it. As for the muscle tissue issue, I'm not sure what else I'd say ("flesh?") so I left it "as is."
Shelly	That was a GREAT story...I laughed my butt off! You men are SO easy...It reminded me a lot of my Daddy...I just thought Id say hello and comment on it...Thanks....Shelly
Chris Hailey	Ain't it the truth, Shelly? You ladies sure do know how to play us like fools. But we love you anyway! I'm glad you liked the story and found it funny. It cracks me up, too.
CuChulian	Mindblowing Fucking The Ton!
Chris Hailey	I'm not exactly sure what you mean, CuChulian, but thanks!
Anonymous	One of the best I have read in a very long time...such a real feel to it
Anonymous	Loved your story. Nice pacing and interleaving the sex with the driving. Now what can Uncle Mike tease Julie with so she'll swallow his come?
daveracer	Fucking awsome!!!!! I loved it. If only..... Oh well, I can only wish. I've given both of my grand daughters driving lessons, but never like that. WOW!!
JJ	Keep writing. Enjoy your stories.
Anonymous	very good story with continuing possibilities would like a deal for her to deep throat and swallow, anal, or maybe one or more of her girlfriends get in on the deal
funforhere	A really good story, well written with the "drama" gradually built up in a credible way.
Candi	Great story! Now, he has to let her open up that 'stang and see what it'll do with his cock buried to the hilt in her little girl ass!
Bonaire	I am enjoying your stories! Keep writing.
Kputana	Oh your story was so beautiful! it was hot. It would be much better, however if the Little girl Julie was much younger (4, 5, 6, 7, 8 years old). it's my opinion.
Tom	That was a really amazing story! DO you have more of these 2?
Ronnie	Good story, you had me feeling her hymen.
too_potent	This story is great and so realistic. Thanks, going to remember this one for a long time.
tulip	Chris, what a wonderful story, you had me edging from the title, my only issue is you cannot produce stories like this daily. So wonderfully erotic and sensual. A winner every time
BigMess	Good story. Does she have a little sister who'll get jealous and wants to drive too? Good stuff though!
hotashell	Great story. Very very hot. I taught a 17 year old to drive, but she never thanked me for the lessons! Not like that at least. Got lots of good looks at her tiny pussy. She loved to drive in lose short skirts and no panties.
Damooch	just awesome, I like the idea of a younger little sister in a skirt,
Trolley	When you mixed the driving in sex into one, I was honestly hoping for a crash, I was pleased with the story though.
bereaved daddy	Chris, That one is one of my favorites! Great job!
Abu	Excellent story. I always drove a stick shift. Your story reminded me of my past, while driving I had my right hand busy inside the panties of the girl beside me. It was awkward driving during the traffic in a city. I had to pull my hand out a few times to shift. It was fun and exciting. Your story and narrative is one of the best I have read. I will follow your trace... And good luck Chris!
	Glad you liked it, Abu. I have very similar memories, I had a crappy old car that had a big "bench-style" front seat (that is, it didn't have bucket seats like most cars do). I loved it when the girl would slide over and my hand would slide down her pants, and then I'd have to shift gears so I would quick pull my hand out and shift, then quick slip it right back down to her wet little pussy. If I was with the right girl, she'd unzip my pants and fish my boner out and she'd jack me while I fingered her. Thanks for bringing that little memory back to life, Abu! --Chris
Anonymous	"Take my cum you whore?" Boy, that really is jarring, leaping out of an otherwise respectful and affectionate story. Better to replace that with some other kind of exclamation than ruin the mood you've been trying to build up.
	Wow, I'm definitely sorry that you didn't like that, Anon, at that it appears to have ruined the story for you. I didn't intend it that way at all. He doesn't mean anything by it, it's just the kind of thing he shouts when he's having an orgasm. I'm curious, do other readers find this offensive? I tend to do it a fair amount in my stories I think. I will curtail if others also find it offensive. Please comment ya'alls! --Chris
Don	Great story, but I, too, find your calling a 12-year-old virgin a 'whore' and a 'slut' jarring and offensive. And she is his niece! You should be calling her 'angel' or the like. You are not the only one who does this; I've seen it in many stories when the girl is a virgin and just having some fun. Will someone please tell me why so many writers in this genre choose to do that? I find it quite off-putting. Otherwise, your stories are the best.
	Many thanks for that feedback, Don, and to the previous anon as well. Just the sort of feedback I'm looking for. As I said, I don't think I intended it to be "jarring and offensive"--it was intended to be just an "ejaculation" (in the original sense of the term--something shouted during a moment of passion). But this isn't the first time I've heard from readers that this sort of thing is offensive. So, I vow to pay attention to this problem in my writing in the future, and I have amended the paragraph (and even used "angel" as you suggested). Many thanks again to both of you. --Chris
Erbkr	Wow you write some hot tales. I LOVE how her deflowering goes here. Especially the 'Little pussy's ready. Little pussy wants her man.' section. Very erotic. And I love how she thinks she manipulates him, while it is him manipulating her.
	Don't you think it's a little "mutual manipulation" going on? :) --Chris
69cookie	read the story with the "angel" inserted. made a much better climax. his recognizing her innocence as well as her willingness. I agree with your other fans that it doesn't take anything away from how hot it is, still made me reach a great orgasm. keep up the terrific writing. looking forward to more fun stories with willing angels of all ages.
	Excellent to hear, 69cookie. This is a great example of the quality feedback my readers provide and how we sort of "crowd-source" these stories. It's like I've got a thousand co-authors, each of them better than me. Gotta love the interwebs, you know? --Chris
Anonymous	To the author: I thoroughly enjoyed this story. Even though it was the plot was an easy vehicle for sex, the characters were fleshed out just enough to make them believable, making it more than a stroke story. I especially liked the perspective shifts in the penultimate sex scene. < To those who disliked the "whore" line: Whether you consider it sex-positive or not, let's be clear: The basis of the entire story is Julie performing sexual favors in exchange for Mike letting him drive her car. She's the one who propositions him. Offering sex in exchange for personal gain makes her, in the most basic sense of the term, a whore. So there's that. Now, as the author said, Mike probably blurted it out in the throes of orgasm, letting his baser instincts take over, as evidenced by his thoughts about owning Julie when he had sex with her the first time. It's a call to a more primal sexual aggression, and makes the case of humanizing him more. he's not calling her names or degrading her in the entire story, this isn't a humiliation piece, and he Mike makes it clear throughout the entire story that he loves and cares for Julie. Anyway, it's the author's prerogative to edit the story as he sees fit, but that was something that needed to be said.
	Thanks for your comment, Anonymous. I am particularly glad to see the word "penultimate" used correctly! :) As for the "whore" comment, I agree with your analysis 100%. But, it means a lot to me that readers share their opinions of my stories, and when they have strong feelings about something, I feel like I owe it to them to attend to it. And to be honest, I think this story reads much better after the editing, so it worked out really nice! --Chris
J	I did a Top 5 list of the personal Chris Hailey Faves before reading this. I'm certainly going to have to re-think those rankings now, as Julie is going to get serious consideration. I love that the "cherry on top" wasn't just that he got to fuck her, but that he got her to take his sperm in her pussy. Always the ultimate goal, IMHO. Well done as always Chris!
Cest Moi	Thanks a lot for this story, it's sooo good. Short, sweet, funny, slowly ramping up... Well done!

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