I didn't consciously set out to seduce my Uncle Dan. I mean he's like a father to me. I've lived with him and his wife Katherine since I was 12 years old and the courts removed me from my father's home. I could tell you about that but it's a long story...just say Daddy dearest liked his pussy young and untouched except by him.

Anyway, there I was at 12, living with Uncle Dan and trying to pretend that I hadn't been sexually active for the past two years. Uncle Dan was kind and loving and very conscious of what I had been through so he tried his best to be a real father to me...to make me feel loved but without much physical contact.

By the time I was 14 my body had started showing signs of what it would eventually blossom into. I was already wearing a B cup and developing curves and had noticed that Uncle Dan was noticing too. He had walked in on me in the bathroom once when I was just stepping out of the shower. I was toweling dry my long brown hair and didn't even know he was there until I pulled the towel away and saw him standing in the doorway. I don't know how long he had been there, surely not more than a minute or two, but the bulge in his boxers said he was paying attention to the changes in my body.

I was a little ashamed but a little excited too. I had been taught at a very early age that there was power in my sexuality and then I'd spent the last two years trying very hard not to use that power. After that evening I started doing little things to get Uncle Dan's attention again. When I was getting dressed for school in the mornings I'd leave my room door open just a bit since I knew he'd have to walk past it on his way downstairs. When we were all in the den watching television I'd position myself so that Uncle Dan could get a look up my short skirt while I pretended to be completely unaware that he was looking. More than once I caught him adjusting himself after his cock had stirred at the sight of my firm young thighs or budding chest.

He was, after all, my father's baby brother and I guessed that the interest in young girls was a family trait.

One night when Katherine was at a mother-daughter school function with their two girls, I took the opportunity that fate had handed me and decided to really give Uncle Dan something to look at. Dan was in the den watching a football game and I slipped away telling him that I wanted to put on a load of wash. I went upstairs and took a few minutes to get up my nerve before going back down to the laundry room which was right off the den. I had noticed a long time ago that anyone standing in front of the washer was visible from knee to neck in the big mirror over the mantle in the den. All I had to do was leave the laundry room door open and then get Uncle Dan's attention.

I laid my small armload of laundry down on top of the washer and then slipped my tee shirt over my head. I fluffed my hair up in a way that I thought made me look older and sexier and then went for it. I dropped an unopened box of laundry detergent and gave a little squeal as it hit the floor. Uncle Dan responded immediately by asking if I was all right.

"Sure, Uncle Dan, I just dropped something," I responded but I knew without looking that he had glanced toward the direction of my voice and that he couldn't help seeing me standing there in my bra. I hoped that the view was enough to keep his attention while I went ahead with the rest of my plan. Facing the way that would give Uncle Dan the best view of my chest, I reached behind me and unfastened my bra. Sliding the straps off my shoulders I tossed the bra into the washer and reached down to unfasten my jeans. I was hoping that Dan would assume I wanted to wash my favorite outfit and that he was getting a peek completely by accident.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back a little while I unzipped my jeans and then wiggled my hips as I slid the snug jeans down my thighs. I knew if Dan was watching my show he was probably also rubbing his crotch and squirming in his big recliner. I tossed the jeans into the washer with the bra and tee shirt and reached for the elastic band of my panties. I slid them slowly down my thighs as well but when I got them to my knees I swiveled my hips so that my backside was to the mirror when I reached down to pick them up. I held that pose longer than necessary knowing that it would give Uncle Dan an awesome view of my tight little pussy and my ass.

I puttered around in the laundry room for a few more minutes before wrapping myself in a clean towel from the pile on the laundry table and walking back into the den.

"Uncle Dan, do you have anything you want washed?" I asked innocently as he hurriedly covered his crotch with the newspaper. He mumbled something that I paid no attention to and I started up the stairs to start part two of the plan.

Katherine had bought me and their two girls the very same style of short nightie a few weeks before. Although I hadn't worn mine yet I had noticed that when Carrie and Danielle wore theirs you could plainly see the dark circles of their nipples. Neither Dan nor Katherine had appeared to notice so neither of them could think anything was strange when I wore mine for the first time and showed off all my assets.

I went up to my room, slipped into the nightie that came to just below my ass and took a look in the mirror. Sure enough I could clearly see the outline of my nipples and the dark triangle between my legs. I never slept in panties and I wasn't about to start tonight. I walked back downstairs, making a little noise at the top of the stairs so that Dan would know I was coming. I smiled at him from the top of the stairs and, although his expression never changed, I could tell from the way he tensed his body that he was seeing exactly what I wanted him to. I averted my eyes from Dan but I could see in my peripheral vision that he never took his eyes off me all the way to the bottom of the stairs.

"If you're going to watch football I guess I'll just read," I said to him as I walked all the way across the den to one of the bookshelves that flanked the television. I purposely chose a book that was on one of the lower shelves so that when I bent down to retrieve it Dan would get a closer look at my ass. I could feel the lacy trim of the hemline slip up over the curve of my cheeks as I bent over and I knew Dan wouldn't have missed it.

I walked back over to the sofa, sat down at an angle so that Dan would have a good view of my next move and lifted one leg to tuck it underneath me. I could feel my pussy open up as I spread my legs and I heard Dan's swift intake of breath as he got his first glimpse of pink. I opened my book and began pretending to read although my heart was beating so fast and hard I thought I would die.

I let my long hair fall forward a little to cover my glances at Dan. I wanted to watch his reaction without letting him know that's what I was doing. I noticed immediately that one of his hands was underneath the paper that covered his lap and that it was moving slowly back and forth. He was masturbating himself right there in front of me! My plan had obviously worked and I grew even more excited by that fact. I reacted by sliding my hips a little further down in the soft couch cushions as if I was simply relaxing my body. I lowered one foot to the floor and stretched the other out straight on the sofa. The result was that Dan had a perfect line of sight to my throbbing pussy and I had brought the book up a little higher to cover my observation of him.

I watched him squirm and wiggle in his chair until I couldn't stand it any longer. Straightening up on the sofa I said, "Uncle Dan, my calves are really tight from gym this morning. Do you think you could massage them for me?" Uncle Dan was very athletic himself and the girls and I had massaged his calves, thighs and back muscles many times after he had overexerted himself.

It would have been more awkward for him to refuse than to acquiesce.

I noticed that he hunched forward just a little when he walked from the recliner to the chair and that he carried the newspaper low over his crotch until he sat down. I slipped further down on the sofa and lifted one of my legs into Uncle Dan's lap and pulled the hem of my nightie down at the same time. After all, I wanted him to think my exhibitionism was unconscious, not something I had planned. Uncle Dan started working the long muscles of my calf and I sighed deeply and leaned back and closed my eyes. Although every inch of me was tingling with excitement I wanted Uncle Dan to think that I was so relaxed with his touch that I had dozed off. In a few minutes, as my breathing became more even and I really was relaxing, I noticed that Uncle Dan's strokes were moving further up my leg.

His fingertips were pulling and kneading the muscles of my calf but he had also begun to ease his hands up my thigh, especially the tender skin of my inner thigh. With each movement he was easing closer and closer to my pussy and I knew exactly what he would find there. I could feel the wetness seeping out of me and the crease of my ass was already damp. I knew I would be leaving a wet spot on Katherine's sofa regardless of what happened next.

I stretched a little as though I were sleeping with the result that my legs were further open and more accessible to Dan's seeking fingers. He had jumped a little bit when I first moved, probably thinking I was waking up, but as soon as he thought I was dozing again, his fingers continued their upward movement. His hand was so close to my pussy now that I could feel the tickle of my pubic hair being touched. Uncle Dan was moving his right hand between my legs while his left was laying perfectly still on top of my thigh. As he became bolder and bolder I could feel the tip of his thumb pressing against the delicate slit of my pussy. I thought I would die if he didn't do something more. I wanted him to touch me, to slide inside me and I wasn't going to rest until I had him.

I took a big chance but I knew I only had a limited amount of time before Katherine and the girls came back home. I squeezed my thighs together, capturing Dan's hand between my legs and reached down to pull the hem of my nightie up over my pussy. When I relaxed my thighs so Dan could move his hand again I also began rubbing my little clit with my fingertips. I could feel that Dan was holding his breath and I knew he must be feeling like he'd been caught with his hand in the cookie jar. I also noticed that he didn't move his hand. His thumb was still pressed firmly against my slit. Then I took the biggest chance of all...I slid my hand over Dan's and pulled it up tight against my pussy. Then I opened my eyes and whispered just one word to him, "Please..."

Dan groaned as though he was in pain but he pushed my hand away from his and stroked his fingertips over my pussy as though it were made of delicate crystal. Slowly he parted my lips and began to ease one finger inside me as though he was afraid of hurting me. When he felt the soft wetness of my tight pussy close around his finger he groaned again and reached with his other hand to give some relief to his cock that was straining at the zipper of his shorts.

Dan was moving so slowly that I knew he was going to need some help from me if we were going to get anything accomplished. I pushed his hands away from me, slid off the sofa onto the floor and reached for his zipper. He looked at me as though he was seeing me for the first time but he didn't try to stop me from freeing his cock. He even lifted his hips a little to allow me to remove his shorts and briefs. His cock was gorgeous, at least 8 inches long and fat. I knew I'd never be able to take it all in my mouth but I also knew I was going to try. Dan's eyes never blinked as I took his big cock in my small hand and stroked up and down the shaft a few times. I saw that there was a gleaming drop of pre-cum at the tip and I hoped it was as sweet and delicious as it looked. I leaned my head down and licked it away and Uncle Dan's legs began to tremble uncontrollably. As I slipped the big head into my mouth he started to cry and moan "oh god, oh god, oh god," over and over again. Two strokes of my mouth up and down the thick shaft, or at least as much as I could swallow, and he was shooting thick ropes of sweet cum into my hungry mouth. I swallowed it all, every delicious drop and then stood up in front of Uncle Dan. He was just sitting there with a glazed look in his eyes but I leaned down and kissed him anyway, opening my mouth to him so he could taste what I tasted.

Uncle Dan didn't kiss me back but I could tell from the way his cock was still straining upwards that I had his attention. I stood up straight, lifted my nightie over my head and climbed onto Dan's lap. I put my arms around his neck and turned my face into the warm curve of his neck as I let his cock find it's way to my hot, wet center. I could tell from the difficulty he had entering me that he was much bigger than Daddy had been. Daddy's cock had fitted my pussy perfectly, like a glove, but Dan's was opening me up further than I had ever been opened before. I loved the way it stretched me wide, the way the shaft rubbed against my tiny clit. I had to force myself down, down, down, until he was all the way inside me and then I just held him for a while, letting him feel how good it was to be inside me.

We sat that way for what seemed like a long time but it could only have been moments really. Then Dan's hips started to move, slowly at first and then more rapidly. He lifted his hands to my hips and began to lift me up and down in rhythm with his thrusts. I was encouraged by the fact that he was actually fucking me so I leaned back and pulled his hands to my breasts. My nipples were already hard and puckered but I wanted to feel his lips on them. Dan's hands squeezed my breasts hard, just the way I liked and he looked into my eyes just once before lowering his head to take one of my nipples between his teeth. I expected him to suck on it maybe to even suck it real hard but he bit it instead. I cried out just before the pain turned to pleasure but he never even let off. He just began chewing at my nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth while he forced his cock deeper and deeper into me.

I could tell by the way he was moving that his second orgasm was well on it's way so I reached down between us and began stroking my clit furiously. Dan's body tensed in mid-stroke at just the same moment that my pussy began it's contractions. The force of my orgasm almost threw me off his lap and probably would if not for the death grip he had on my breasts. I could feel his cock convulsing deep inside me, could feel his hot cum filling my little pussy and overflowing to run back down onto his thighs. I slipped out of his lap, feeling his cock plop wetly out of my pussy, kissed him chastely on the cheek and whispered, "Goodnight, Daddy."