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Let there be light
She went in to the bathroom first, with her back to me, and let go of my hand. I stood directly behind her — softly closing the door behind us both. For a few seconds, we stood together like that in the pitch blackness. I could hear Kate breathing in short, quick breaths, and I could see her white nightshirt. It seemed to glow before me, making Kate into a spirit, a sexual ghost hovering over the bathroom tile daring me to reach out and try to possess her.
I could’ve done that. I could’ve stepped forward and took Kate in my arms and groped at her in the dark. But, no, I wanted to be able to see her body while I got as far a I could with this forbidden, taboo, potentially disastrous sexual escapade.
There was a panel of several light switches to my right. I knew one of them would turn on the fan, while another would turn on a huge bank of glaring lights over the sink. Activating those would spell disaster. That much light all at once would surely wake up Kate and then everything would come crashing down on us. What I wanted to do was turn on the small ceiling light over the shower stall. Yes, that would give us just enough light to see each other’s bodies without burning out our eyes and sending Kate into full-blown post-traumatic stress syndrome.
But was the shower light the first one from the left or the second...or the third? I couldn’t remember, but neither could I wait. I reached out to my right and found the wall, then I slid my hand down until I found the switches. I flipped on the first one and braced for disaster. No light went on, but the fan began whirring. This was good; it might mask some of Kate’s moans when I slid my tongue up over her labia and tickled her clitoris. Oh, Kate, what do you taste like? I couldn’t wait to find out.
My hand found the next switch over. This was it — disaster or glory. I slowly raised the switch and A HORRIFIC FLASH OF LIGHT. Oh God, it was the bank of flourescent bulbs over the sink! Instantly, reflexively, I closed the switch. The lights had flashed for maybe half a second. I waited, listening. Kate’s spectral form was still in front of me. She hadn’t moved.
I leaned in toward her and heard her sweet lips mumbling, “Cumma cumma cumma...” Somehow I’d survived.
My hand moved over to the next switch and I raised it. Gentle, warm light filled the room. It was the little light over the shower stall. I looked ahead and there was Kate in her nightshirt, swaying back and forth a little. I stepped forward, encircled her waist with my arms and kissed her gently on the cheek. My hard cock rubbed against the fabric of my boxers and then through to the bottom of her nightshirt.
Kate turned her face toward me and I kissed her cheek again. Then I moved my mouth down to her neck and kissed her several times gently there as well. I could sense shivers go all through Kate’s body. Her breath quickened and, all of the sudden, she stuck both of her arms straight up in the air as if I’d yelled “Stick em up!”
I knew what she wanted me to do. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of her nightshirt, just below her ass, and pulled up. With very little effort, I was able to guide the nightshirt up over Kate’s head and let it drop to the floor at our feet. Then, without a moment’s hesitation, I tugged my plaid cotton boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. We were naked. There was no turning back now.
Flesh on Flesh
I stepped forward again and slid my hard cock between Kate’s tight buttocks. Oh, I don’t know how I didn’t orgasm right there. With my cock tucked vertically between her cheeks, I put my hands around her sweet young body and rested them on her marvelous flat tummy. Then I buried my face in her hair and breathed in deep. She smelled of cheap shampoo mixed with a musky, hot scent of perspiration and hormones. She needed to be bred by an experienced man-cock. Her body was crying out for it.
Kate’s flung her arms backward and ran her fingers though my hair as I nuzzled and kissed her shiny black tresses and her scalp. Her underarms were exposed and, as I darted my eyes to the right, I could see them in the bathroom mirror. In fact, I could see the both of us, naked and together, on the brink of consummating our unbridled fuck-lust.
I ran my hands up her body and let them slide atop her tiny breasts. Oh yes, oh yes. How long I’d wanted to grope little Kate’s budding breasts and now my hands were on them, feeling their small roundness fill up the palm of each hand and then letting my fingers pinch gently at her nipples. Her whole body tensed against me and she let out a series of quiet, sharp vocalizations. “Eeah! Eeah! Eeah! Eeah!”
I rolled her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and moved my mouth over her right ear. I kissed it, took the lobe between my lips and flicked my tongue across the opening. Kate flinched and squeaked. Had I gone too far? Was she awake? No, she began grinding her ass into my cock. She twisted her head to the side and pulled me around until our lips touched. Her tongue flicked across my lips. We French kissed for several moments while my hard shaft rubbed against in the inside of Kate N.’s ass cheeks until it was right up against her anus.
Then, in a voice as clear and strong as I’d ever heard her speak, Kate said, “Uncle Dave, I want you to fuck me.”
An Act of Love
Now, another man might’ve paused here to ascertain exactly what the fuck was going on here. Had Kate been awake the whole time? Was it all an elaborate ruse because she was horny and I was the only man in the cabin? Or had she been sleepwalking but awoke to find herself in such a heightened state of sexual arousal that she just wanted to fuck? She needed to be satisfied NOW and given that my hardened penis was already nestled between her ass cheeks, and my hands were already stimulating her nipples, and my tongue was already entwined with hers, she might as well make love to me, right? Right?
I was going to fuck first and ask questions later. I lowered my hands to Kate’s bare hips and steered her toward the white porcelain bathroom sink. We hobbled over toward it, a four-legged mass of stimulated flesh and raging hormones and pungent pheromones.
“Put your hands on the sink,” I whispered in Kate’s ear, which was still damp with my saliva.
Kate exhaled sharply with excitement and put one hand on either side of the sink basin to steady herself. She knew what I wanted to do. Or so she thought. She leaned her tall, sleek, naked body forward and thrust out her ass. The force sent me stumbling backward a step or two and my dick popped free from between her cheeks. Kate leaned over further so her body was pretty much at a 90 degre angle with the top of her head pressed against the bathroom mirror and her ass sticking straight out into the air.
I paused for a moment to drink in the sight of her. Kate N., this sexy thing whom I’d known her whole life, and who’d always called me “Uncle Dave” was now giving herself to me. And I was going to take her and fill her gorgeous young body with my seed. But, first, that ass.
Before I plunged my cock into her, I had to pay respects to Kate’s cute, tight little butt. I stepped forward, turned my hands upside down and put a palm on each cheek. I rubbed up and down, really taking in the soft warmth of her buttocks. I clenched each buttcheek again and Kate breathed in sharply through her teeth. She waved her ass back and forth slightly, like a female cat begging to be mounted. In response, I thrust my hips forward and slid my veiny pulsing erection over young Kate’s wet exposed pussy lips and then up over her anus.
She exhaled a deep, throaty gasp. “Please, Uncle Dave,” she begged in a high, squeaky voice. “Do it.”
I massaged her ass a little more and spread the cheeks apart so I could really get a good look at her asshole. Oh, there it is, winking back at me. I leaned forward over Kate’s bare back and whispered, “Not yet.”
Part III coming soon (if it’s not up already)!
© 2018 Davi Rocha
All rights reserved.
All the characters, locations and events in preceding story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people, places or events is coincidental. Readers should presume all characters are of legal, consenting age.
She went in to the bathroom first, with her back to me, and let go of my hand. I stood directly behind her — softly closing the door behind us both. For a few seconds, we stood together like that in the pitch blackness. I could hear Kate breathing in short, quick breaths, and I could see her white nightshirt. It seemed to glow before me, making Kate into a spirit, a sexual ghost hovering over the bathroom tile daring me to reach out and try to possess her.
I could’ve done that. I could’ve stepped forward and took Kate in my arms and groped at her in the dark. But, no, I wanted to be able to see her body while I got as far a I could with this forbidden, taboo, potentially disastrous sexual escapade.
There was a panel of several light switches to my right. I knew one of them would turn on the fan, while another would turn on a huge bank of glaring lights over the sink. Activating those would spell disaster. That much light all at once would surely wake up Kate and then everything would come crashing down on us. What I wanted to do was turn on the small ceiling light over the shower stall. Yes, that would give us just enough light to see each other’s bodies without burning out our eyes and sending Kate into full-blown post-traumatic stress syndrome.
But was the shower light the first one from the left or the second...or the third? I couldn’t remember, but neither could I wait. I reached out to my right and found the wall, then I slid my hand down until I found the switches. I flipped on the first one and braced for disaster. No light went on, but the fan began whirring. This was good; it might mask some of Kate’s moans when I slid my tongue up over her labia and tickled her clitoris. Oh, Kate, what do you taste like? I couldn’t wait to find out.
My hand found the next switch over. This was it — disaster or glory. I slowly raised the switch and A HORRIFIC FLASH OF LIGHT. Oh God, it was the bank of flourescent bulbs over the sink! Instantly, reflexively, I closed the switch. The lights had flashed for maybe half a second. I waited, listening. Kate’s spectral form was still in front of me. She hadn’t moved.
I leaned in toward her and heard her sweet lips mumbling, “Cumma cumma cumma...” Somehow I’d survived.
My hand moved over to the next switch and I raised it. Gentle, warm light filled the room. It was the little light over the shower stall. I looked ahead and there was Kate in her nightshirt, swaying back and forth a little. I stepped forward, encircled her waist with my arms and kissed her gently on the cheek. My hard cock rubbed against the fabric of my boxers and then through to the bottom of her nightshirt.
Kate turned her face toward me and I kissed her cheek again. Then I moved my mouth down to her neck and kissed her several times gently there as well. I could sense shivers go all through Kate’s body. Her breath quickened and, all of the sudden, she stuck both of her arms straight up in the air as if I’d yelled “Stick em up!”
I knew what she wanted me to do. I reached down and grabbed the bottom of her nightshirt, just below her ass, and pulled up. With very little effort, I was able to guide the nightshirt up over Kate’s head and let it drop to the floor at our feet. Then, without a moment’s hesitation, I tugged my plaid cotton boxers to the floor and stepped out of them. We were naked. There was no turning back now.
Flesh on Flesh
I stepped forward again and slid my hard cock between Kate’s tight buttocks. Oh, I don’t know how I didn’t orgasm right there. With my cock tucked vertically between her cheeks, I put my hands around her sweet young body and rested them on her marvelous flat tummy. Then I buried my face in her hair and breathed in deep. She smelled of cheap shampoo mixed with a musky, hot scent of perspiration and hormones. She needed to be bred by an experienced man-cock. Her body was crying out for it.
Kate’s flung her arms backward and ran her fingers though my hair as I nuzzled and kissed her shiny black tresses and her scalp. Her underarms were exposed and, as I darted my eyes to the right, I could see them in the bathroom mirror. In fact, I could see the both of us, naked and together, on the brink of consummating our unbridled fuck-lust.
I ran my hands up her body and let them slide atop her tiny breasts. Oh yes, oh yes. How long I’d wanted to grope little Kate’s budding breasts and now my hands were on them, feeling their small roundness fill up the palm of each hand and then letting my fingers pinch gently at her nipples. Her whole body tensed against me and she let out a series of quiet, sharp vocalizations. “Eeah! Eeah! Eeah! Eeah!”
I rolled her hard nipples between my thumbs and forefingers and moved my mouth over her right ear. I kissed it, took the lobe between my lips and flicked my tongue across the opening. Kate flinched and squeaked. Had I gone too far? Was she awake? No, she began grinding her ass into my cock. She twisted her head to the side and pulled me around until our lips touched. Her tongue flicked across my lips. We French kissed for several moments while my hard shaft rubbed against in the inside of Kate N.’s ass cheeks until it was right up against her anus.
Then, in a voice as clear and strong as I’d ever heard her speak, Kate said, “Uncle Dave, I want you to fuck me.”
An Act of Love
Now, another man might’ve paused here to ascertain exactly what the fuck was going on here. Had Kate been awake the whole time? Was it all an elaborate ruse because she was horny and I was the only man in the cabin? Or had she been sleepwalking but awoke to find herself in such a heightened state of sexual arousal that she just wanted to fuck? She needed to be satisfied NOW and given that my hardened penis was already nestled between her ass cheeks, and my hands were already stimulating her nipples, and my tongue was already entwined with hers, she might as well make love to me, right? Right?
I was going to fuck first and ask questions later. I lowered my hands to Kate’s bare hips and steered her toward the white porcelain bathroom sink. We hobbled over toward it, a four-legged mass of stimulated flesh and raging hormones and pungent pheromones.
“Put your hands on the sink,” I whispered in Kate’s ear, which was still damp with my saliva.
Kate exhaled sharply with excitement and put one hand on either side of the sink basin to steady herself. She knew what I wanted to do. Or so she thought. She leaned her tall, sleek, naked body forward and thrust out her ass. The force sent me stumbling backward a step or two and my dick popped free from between her cheeks. Kate leaned over further so her body was pretty much at a 90 degre angle with the top of her head pressed against the bathroom mirror and her ass sticking straight out into the air.
I paused for a moment to drink in the sight of her. Kate N., this sexy thing whom I’d known her whole life, and who’d always called me “Uncle Dave” was now giving herself to me. And I was going to take her and fill her gorgeous young body with my seed. But, first, that ass.
Before I plunged my cock into her, I had to pay respects to Kate’s cute, tight little butt. I stepped forward, turned my hands upside down and put a palm on each cheek. I rubbed up and down, really taking in the soft warmth of her buttocks. I clenched each buttcheek again and Kate breathed in sharply through her teeth. She waved her ass back and forth slightly, like a female cat begging to be mounted. In response, I thrust my hips forward and slid my veiny pulsing erection over young Kate’s wet exposed pussy lips and then up over her anus.
She exhaled a deep, throaty gasp. “Please, Uncle Dave,” she begged in a high, squeaky voice. “Do it.”
I massaged her ass a little more and spread the cheeks apart so I could really get a good look at her asshole. Oh, there it is, winking back at me. I leaned forward over Kate’s bare back and whispered, “Not yet.”
Part III coming soon (if it’s not up already)!
© 2018 Davi Rocha
All rights reserved.
All the characters, locations and events in preceding story are fictional. Any resemblance to actual people, places or events is coincidental. Readers should presume all characters are of legal, consenting age.
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