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This is a continuation of Carli - An Uncle Travis Story part 1 published as a Post. You may want to read it first, though this does stand on its own, I believe.
That next weekend, Ellen told me that she was going shopping with Jennifer and Carli and that they would be gone most of the day on Saturday. Carli had been begging her mom for some new clothes and Jennifer recruited Ellen to go with them. Jennifer and Ellen had been friends for longer than Ellen and I had been together. They had been best friends since high school and Ellen and I started dating after I graduated.
"Have fun!", was all I said. With the house to myself, I decided to see if I could get the basement wired for cameras. I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to catch more of a look at Carli, especially since she seemed so willing to go along with it.
It didn't take long to find a hidden camera system at Best Buy that included 5 cameras and a 3 terabyte DVR, all wireless and battery powered. I would need to recharge the batteries in the cameras, but I wouldn't turn them on unless Carli was staying down there, so I thought the small size and ease of installation was a good tradeoff.
In about 3 hours I had the cameras placed in the guest suite. Two in the shower, one over the bed in a smoke detector, one facing the bed and one facing the couch and writing desk. I checked the feed to the DVR and made sure I had access to the app on both my phone and my tablet. All was in place. I couldn't wait for Tuesday to arrive, and with it my little niece Carli.
Saturday night, Ellen told me all about the shopping trip. Carli kept picking out skimpy little outfits and Jennifer kept telling her to put them back. Ellen couldn't remember how many times Jennifer told Carli that she wasn't going to let her dress like a slut. Ellen finally pulled Jennifer aside and told her that Carli was just trying to feel sexy in her body and that maybe she should get some nice bra and panty sets. That way Carli could feel more grown up, but she would still be covered by the clothes that Jennifer thought were more appropriate. Jennifer relented and Ellen helped Carli pick out 4 sets of underwear, including a couple of thongs and two pair of "boy shorts" that Carli seemed to really like. All the sets had matching bras that Ellen thought would be cute on her.
Tuesday came and Carli was at the house when I got home. I wondered if she was wearing her new underwear. If she was, she wasn't letting on. It was a typical Tuesday night, dinner, TV and then Carli headed downstairs.
"Good night Aunt Ellen. Good night, Uncle Travis. Will you see me in the morning?", she asked. That was a new question. Was she asking if I would be up before she left for her job, or was she asking if I had installed cameras over the weekend?
"I don't know. If I don't see you in the morning, I'm sure I'll see you at some point, Carli.", I answered, not really answering the question.
"OK. Good night."
I left for work early on Wednesday and ended up not seeing Carli that morning, or having an opportunity to watch the cam footage. All day long my mind wandered to what might be waiting for me when I had the opportunity. My cock was hard most of the day and I didn't help myself by watching the video that Carli had sent me last week of her cute little breasts.
"Do you think Carli has a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend, for that matter?", asked Ellen Wednesday night over dinner. "This is 2020, so I guess she could have a girlfriend, I hear that bisexuality in young people is really common today. When I was young, you didn't dare do anything because you were scared to death of being called a lezzie. Now, girls kiss and make out and experiment all the time. Anyway, do you think she is fooling around with anyone?"
Ellen had never hidden her bisexual tendencies from me, and I knew that she dated both men and women during college. As far as I knew, she had been faithful since we were married and I think she just chalked it up to youthful fun.
"Not that I know of, Ellen. Why do you ask?"
"I went down to the guest room this morning after Carli left, to change the sheets on the bed and get her dirty towels, and I have to tell you, Travis, the room smelled of sex! I mean, S-E-X! That poor girl is going to be tired today because I don't think she slept at all last night. I know she is our niece, and I shouldn't think like this, but I'll bet she rubbed herself raw last night! I wonder if someone has her all worked up. You know Jennifer makes her sleep with the door open, so she probably waits until she gets here on Tuesday nights. I know when I was her age, I couldn't keep my hands out of my panties!"
"Whoa! Ellen! You should not be telling me this! She is our niece! The girl needs her privacy and she doesn't need her aunt telling stories about her."
"You're right, Travis. Forget I said anything. Wipe the image of your niece masturbating in the basement from your memory", laughed Ellen, "unless the thought means I might get a little action tonight. I could use a good fuck."
Ellen was the sexiest woman I had ever known, and completely uninhibited in bed. She did love a good fuck, and on a very regular basis.
"I think I can help you with that, honey, but I have some work to do in my office for a couple hours. I'll meet you upstairs when I'm finished?"
"It's a date."
I went to my office and accessed the DVR. I intentionally skipped over Tuesday night and started scanning the bedroom footage as of 9 am. A little after 9 I saw the light come on and then Ellen come into the room. I could tell from the expression on her face that she smelled something, first a puzzled look, then a look that I would only call disbelief, then a wide smile as she realized what she was detecting. I watched her pull back the covers on the bed and then lean down to smell the sheets. Her left hand went to her breast and gave it a squeeze while her right went to the crotch of her yoga pants. Suddenly self aware, she stood quickly and released her hands from where they were making herself feel good and looked around. I saw her laugh at the absurdity at what she had just done. She knew she was alone in the house and that nobody was watching. She checked the drawers on both nightstands and then lifted the mattress edges on both sides. Probably looking for a toy, I thought. She removed the pillowcases from the two pillows and began to fold them up. She stopped again, and then held them up to her nose. She buried her face in the pillowcases and it looked like she was inhaling deeply. Was Carli a pillow humper? I couldn't wait to check the video for that. I loved watching girls and women ride their pillows, and I had a whole subfolder of just Pillow Humpers on the computer in Carli's possession. Of course she would have found those, too.
Ellen forgot all about the laundry and whipped off her T-shirt and peeled the yoga pants down her legs. Her braless breasts bounced free and Ellen again massaged them as she kneeled on the bed. She lay on her back, propped up against the bare pillows and began to stroke herself with her right hand, squeezing and teasing her left breast with the other. Her eyes were squeezed tight as her hips undulated to the feelings in her pussy. This was going to be a long leisurely cum, I decided.
She parted her legs and she was perfectly centered for the camera hidden on the shelves across from the bed. She had pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and she was using her long slender middle finger to draw her wetness out and rub it over her swollen labia and up and around her clit.
Her stroking got quicker and soon she was plunging two fingers in and out of her wet pussy. She slid her panties down her legs and threw them on the floor, then resumed her ministrations. I wished that I had equipped the cameras with sound, because I missed hearing my wife's moans and sighs, and the squishy sound of her fingers in her wetness. As her orgasm hit, she lifted her hips and arched her back, two fingers pressed hard into her, her face contorted and I knew that she was letting out a long low groan. She had had a good one. But apparently she wasn't done. She rolled over and reached for the two pillowcases that she had left on the floor. I couldn't believe that she was really going to do what I thought she was going to do, but she did. She brought the cases up to her nose and inhaled deeply. Deciding that one was more fragrant than the other, she spread it out on the sheet and lay face down upon it, her cheek resting on the soiled material and snaked a hand down under her body until I saw her fingers rubbing her slit again. She slowly humped her hand, bringing herself again to orgasm, as she breathed in the scent of her niece.
I fast-forwarded the DVR and on it I watched her sleep, then get up, get dressed and gather up the bed clothes and towels and head upstairs to the laundry. No wonder she was looking for a fuck tonight. After what I had just seen, my cock was straining my sleep pants and I headed upstairs to my wife.
That next weekend, Ellen told me that she was going shopping with Jennifer and Carli and that they would be gone most of the day on Saturday. Carli had been begging her mom for some new clothes and Jennifer recruited Ellen to go with them. Jennifer and Ellen had been friends for longer than Ellen and I had been together. They had been best friends since high school and Ellen and I started dating after I graduated.
"Have fun!", was all I said. With the house to myself, I decided to see if I could get the basement wired for cameras. I wasn't going to miss the opportunity to catch more of a look at Carli, especially since she seemed so willing to go along with it.
It didn't take long to find a hidden camera system at Best Buy that included 5 cameras and a 3 terabyte DVR, all wireless and battery powered. I would need to recharge the batteries in the cameras, but I wouldn't turn them on unless Carli was staying down there, so I thought the small size and ease of installation was a good tradeoff.
In about 3 hours I had the cameras placed in the guest suite. Two in the shower, one over the bed in a smoke detector, one facing the bed and one facing the couch and writing desk. I checked the feed to the DVR and made sure I had access to the app on both my phone and my tablet. All was in place. I couldn't wait for Tuesday to arrive, and with it my little niece Carli.
Saturday night, Ellen told me all about the shopping trip. Carli kept picking out skimpy little outfits and Jennifer kept telling her to put them back. Ellen couldn't remember how many times Jennifer told Carli that she wasn't going to let her dress like a slut. Ellen finally pulled Jennifer aside and told her that Carli was just trying to feel sexy in her body and that maybe she should get some nice bra and panty sets. That way Carli could feel more grown up, but she would still be covered by the clothes that Jennifer thought were more appropriate. Jennifer relented and Ellen helped Carli pick out 4 sets of underwear, including a couple of thongs and two pair of "boy shorts" that Carli seemed to really like. All the sets had matching bras that Ellen thought would be cute on her.
Tuesday came and Carli was at the house when I got home. I wondered if she was wearing her new underwear. If she was, she wasn't letting on. It was a typical Tuesday night, dinner, TV and then Carli headed downstairs.
"Good night Aunt Ellen. Good night, Uncle Travis. Will you see me in the morning?", she asked. That was a new question. Was she asking if I would be up before she left for her job, or was she asking if I had installed cameras over the weekend?
"I don't know. If I don't see you in the morning, I'm sure I'll see you at some point, Carli.", I answered, not really answering the question.
"OK. Good night."
I left for work early on Wednesday and ended up not seeing Carli that morning, or having an opportunity to watch the cam footage. All day long my mind wandered to what might be waiting for me when I had the opportunity. My cock was hard most of the day and I didn't help myself by watching the video that Carli had sent me last week of her cute little breasts.
"Do you think Carli has a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend, for that matter?", asked Ellen Wednesday night over dinner. "This is 2020, so I guess she could have a girlfriend, I hear that bisexuality in young people is really common today. When I was young, you didn't dare do anything because you were scared to death of being called a lezzie. Now, girls kiss and make out and experiment all the time. Anyway, do you think she is fooling around with anyone?"
Ellen had never hidden her bisexual tendencies from me, and I knew that she dated both men and women during college. As far as I knew, she had been faithful since we were married and I think she just chalked it up to youthful fun.
"Not that I know of, Ellen. Why do you ask?"
"I went down to the guest room this morning after Carli left, to change the sheets on the bed and get her dirty towels, and I have to tell you, Travis, the room smelled of sex! I mean, S-E-X! That poor girl is going to be tired today because I don't think she slept at all last night. I know she is our niece, and I shouldn't think like this, but I'll bet she rubbed herself raw last night! I wonder if someone has her all worked up. You know Jennifer makes her sleep with the door open, so she probably waits until she gets here on Tuesday nights. I know when I was her age, I couldn't keep my hands out of my panties!"
"Whoa! Ellen! You should not be telling me this! She is our niece! The girl needs her privacy and she doesn't need her aunt telling stories about her."
"You're right, Travis. Forget I said anything. Wipe the image of your niece masturbating in the basement from your memory", laughed Ellen, "unless the thought means I might get a little action tonight. I could use a good fuck."
Ellen was the sexiest woman I had ever known, and completely uninhibited in bed. She did love a good fuck, and on a very regular basis.
"I think I can help you with that, honey, but I have some work to do in my office for a couple hours. I'll meet you upstairs when I'm finished?"
"It's a date."
I went to my office and accessed the DVR. I intentionally skipped over Tuesday night and started scanning the bedroom footage as of 9 am. A little after 9 I saw the light come on and then Ellen come into the room. I could tell from the expression on her face that she smelled something, first a puzzled look, then a look that I would only call disbelief, then a wide smile as she realized what she was detecting. I watched her pull back the covers on the bed and then lean down to smell the sheets. Her left hand went to her breast and gave it a squeeze while her right went to the crotch of her yoga pants. Suddenly self aware, she stood quickly and released her hands from where they were making herself feel good and looked around. I saw her laugh at the absurdity at what she had just done. She knew she was alone in the house and that nobody was watching. She checked the drawers on both nightstands and then lifted the mattress edges on both sides. Probably looking for a toy, I thought. She removed the pillowcases from the two pillows and began to fold them up. She stopped again, and then held them up to her nose. She buried her face in the pillowcases and it looked like she was inhaling deeply. Was Carli a pillow humper? I couldn't wait to check the video for that. I loved watching girls and women ride their pillows, and I had a whole subfolder of just Pillow Humpers on the computer in Carli's possession. Of course she would have found those, too.
Ellen forgot all about the laundry and whipped off her T-shirt and peeled the yoga pants down her legs. Her braless breasts bounced free and Ellen again massaged them as she kneeled on the bed. She lay on her back, propped up against the bare pillows and began to stroke herself with her right hand, squeezing and teasing her left breast with the other. Her eyes were squeezed tight as her hips undulated to the feelings in her pussy. This was going to be a long leisurely cum, I decided.
She parted her legs and she was perfectly centered for the camera hidden on the shelves across from the bed. She had pulled the crotch of her panties to the side and she was using her long slender middle finger to draw her wetness out and rub it over her swollen labia and up and around her clit.
Her stroking got quicker and soon she was plunging two fingers in and out of her wet pussy. She slid her panties down her legs and threw them on the floor, then resumed her ministrations. I wished that I had equipped the cameras with sound, because I missed hearing my wife's moans and sighs, and the squishy sound of her fingers in her wetness. As her orgasm hit, she lifted her hips and arched her back, two fingers pressed hard into her, her face contorted and I knew that she was letting out a long low groan. She had had a good one. But apparently she wasn't done. She rolled over and reached for the two pillowcases that she had left on the floor. I couldn't believe that she was really going to do what I thought she was going to do, but she did. She brought the cases up to her nose and inhaled deeply. Deciding that one was more fragrant than the other, she spread it out on the sheet and lay face down upon it, her cheek resting on the soiled material and snaked a hand down under her body until I saw her fingers rubbing her slit again. She slowly humped her hand, bringing herself again to orgasm, as she breathed in the scent of her niece.
I fast-forwarded the DVR and on it I watched her sleep, then get up, get dressed and gather up the bed clothes and towels and head upstairs to the laundry. No wonder she was looking for a fuck tonight. After what I had just seen, my cock was straining my sleep pants and I headed upstairs to my wife.
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