My niece Emma had always said I was her favourite uncle and monopolised me from an early age. Contrary to what I expected the passing years did not reduce her affection and interest in me, and when she reached her tenth birthday she was still searching me out to play with her and chat with me as if I were her best friend. Considering there are twenty-five years between us you might think this strange but that was the way it went.
I couldn’t help noticing that the playful little squirt who’d ran all around the garden for years was growing up into quite a pretty little girl with an impish smile, and at ten she was on the threshold of womanhood. Still out to have fun but coquettish about what she wore, about her hair (she had lovely long light-brown hair) and how she looked.
Nothing could have prepared me though for what happened one day when she came home by herself when my wife was away.
“Just passing by and wanted to see you Uncle” she smiled. I complimented her on how pretty she looked in her summery dress and straw hat and she did a charming little twirl to show herself off.
Laughing I fetched some juice for her and we chatted amiably, but she seemed to have something on her mind. After a while she lapsed into a troubled-looking silence.
“Is something the matter Emma, you’ve gone very quiet?”
“It’s just”, she looked at me pleadingly” I’m not quite sure how to say this… but…”
“Don’t worry, you can tell me if you have a problem, I won’t tell anyone.”
She looked at me searchingly, “you won’t?”
She hesitated, then said.
“Uncle, I….I…I’ve always liked you a lot you know”
“Yes, I know, I’m your favourite uncle!”
“No, no, not just like that….also like THAT….”
I frowned. What was she trying to say?
“Oh don’t be cross uncle you SAID you wouldn’t tell!”
“No, but what DO you mean Emma?”
“I mean I really like you silly…I…I…FANCY you as mummy would say…”
I protested about her age, our relations (although it was true that we were not related by blood) and that is was impossible but she maintained her stance. After some discussion she went upstairs, to use the bathroom I assumed. A few minutes later I heard her calling in the rather peremptory voice she tended to use when she wanted to ask for something,
“Uncle John, can you come up please?”
Thinking she needed something I foolishly went up, heard her messing about in the bedroom and walked in. To my horror she stood erect, arms by her side, staring at me unblinkingly, without a stitch of clothing on her, displaying her naked young body to me. She still had no breasts and (I couldn’t help but look) no pubic hair but her hips and legs were acquiring a womanlike figure. I tried to cover her with a blanket but she pushed it off.
“Please uncle, I want you to be my first man, and I want it to happen today. I’m 10 now and I know auntie’s away and you won’t tell anyone, and I won’t either and you’ll be gentle and understanding…and…and it will be something very special and secret just between the two of us.”
What a nightmare. I knew this was wrong but my penis was already betraying me by hardening involuntarily, wanting to take advantage of this generous offer. Even as I gently tried to hold her off she was on tiptoes trying to kiss me.
Events suddenly moved quickly. Emma grabbed at my crotch, sensed with a sharp intake of breath my mounting excitement and as I stumbled onto the bed with her started kissing me on the lips and pulling off my shirt.
Within seconds she was pulling off my jeans, and as she lowered my underpants and my full erection sprang out I knew I was going to have to go through with this.
Despite myself I was now as excited as the little girl and could not help but be flattered by her attentions. She’d exclaimed at the size of my cock saying it was “awesome” and “enormous” and I must admit, without having John Holmes’ endowment, that a thick eight and a half inch penis must have looked gigantic to such a young thing.
I insisted on lubricating her well, instructed Emma to lie back comfortably and started pushing delicately at the tight pussy entrance. I had taken other girls’ cherries, admittedly much older ones, so I knew how to be gentle. When to push and when to pause. But Emma never complained. The head of the penis inside her, I was soon inside her virginal cunt, pressing at the stretching hymen until, with an almost audible sound, it popped and I was sliding more of my length into her. Emma cried out at the instant the hymen broke, but soon relaxed as I penetrated her inch by inch.
And then there was the amazing spectacle of my ten year-old niece pushing away at my impaling cock, shuddering uncontrollably in the throes of her first orgasm, her reddened features and grimace proof of her losing control, her hands clenching and unclenching, her little toes twitching…gasping and moaning in a most adult manner as the waves of pleasure took her beyond the brink and she started shuddering violently in the grip of a powerful orgasm, thrusting her little hips upwards at my rocklike erection and crying out “Ohhhhh, uncle Johnnnn….I’M CUMMINNGGGG!!! Mmmmm!!! Ngggg!!!!” Her tearful eyes filled with pleasure and satisfaction as I lowered the tempo, looking at her fondly and lovingly, her still tight little-girl pussy now well lubricated.
I slowed almost to a halt and where we had previously played at kissing, now we kissed passionately, her mouth wide open as her greedy little tongue played with mine and darted into my mouth whilst I penetrated hers with my own tongue, tasting her peppermint breath. Entwined inseparably, my penis still filling her to the hilt, we caressed and kissed ourselves into a frenzy with the inevitable result that I pushed her gently onto her back and started to fuck her, first firmly and slowly, then in a furious pumping motion, sliding in and out of her with speed and strength so that I was hitting her cervix and making her yelp but still she goaded me on, ”Go on Uncle! Fuck me! FUCK ME HARDER!!!”, then her mouth open, her eyes staring wildly and her breath shortening in gasps, I could tell her second orgasm was imminent and as she started howling with pleasure could hold back no longer. Holding her firmly by her slim hips I thrust into her with furious abandon and cried out as I pumped what felt like gallons of sperm straight into her still inactive womb.
The kissing now became lazier, slower and more loving than passionate, but still my enraged penis refused to soften. Emma showered me with kisses, then murmured “I love you”, I replied and then suddenly she stared at me, eyes wide with wonder and realisation and repeated “I LOVE you!!!” There were tears then, a reaction both to her deflowering and her feelings, and I held her firmly to me, whispering endearments. She begged me to marry her, and when I stalled gently, reminding her I was married to her auntie she looked at me determined and tearful.
“Uncle, promise me you’ll always be there for me? Promise me you’ll make love to me forever and ever?” I solemnly promised and that calmed her down together with my stroking her lovely soft hair, her back, firm plump bottom cheeks and thighs. She started arching her back and stiffening, getting sexually aroused again.
I started kissing her down from her neck, reaching her chest. Although Emma was still completely flat-chested her little nipples were beginning to develop from last year, and I teased them with my tongue and teeth, drawing appreciative noises from her. Moving down, I caressed her tummy with my lips and tongue, tickling her prominent belly button. I knew where I was going and soon I reached her pussy crack, now closed but still oozing sperm from our lovemaking. Opening her up I marvelled at the pinkness of her pussy AND was astonished to see Emma seemed to have a fully-grown clitoris. At least it seemed very big for a girl her age and stood there prominent and inviting. I began to flick it with my tongue, resulting in gasps and started eating her out very thoroughly, ignoring the fact I was taking in considerable quantities of my own recently deposited sperm.
Emma encouraged me by opening her legs wide and she was soon moaning softly, holding my head in place and rotating her hips sexily. And then I switched to her puckered little anus, licking it first – which resulted in a surprised yelp from the little darling – then gradually exploring the insides of her rectum deeper and deeper with my firm tongue. Switching from pussy to anus I worked her properly. Of course it was a very short time before she achieved a third shuddering orgasm. She lay back contentedly, spread-eagled in a wanton position, with a big smile on her face.
“I want to suck you now Uncle, and I want to see that white stuff shooting out of your cock!
It was now my turn to lie back whilst Emma crawled about my cock, giving it exploratory licks, trying to grasp it firmly her small fist couldn’t close around my weapon. She made a face. “This is really huge Uncle, you must have the biggest cock in the world!” I disagreed modestly but thought to myself it would probably be many years, if ever, before she was confronted with a similar size. She crawled between my legs and started licking me as if it was a lollipop! The sight of her lascivious little face licking and sucking away whilst she looked into my eyes made it difficult to control myself but somehow I managed and suggested she pop it into her mouth.
“Not sure I can, it’s too big” she said doubtfully, but put my knob in her mouth gamely and started struggling to suck down on the pole of flesh.
“Don’t choke, darling breath through your nose, that’s right”
“Am I doing it right? Like a real woman?”
“You’re doing it better than anyone, you’re a woman now, my baby.”
Pleased at the praise, she eventually managed to swallow nearly half of it, which I thought was good for a first attempt and then, feeling the hot spunk roiling in my balls, I asked her to stop and lie beside me
“Ok Emma, I’m very close now, can you use your hands to bring me off?”
She nodded, and started giving me a vigorous two-fisted wank, within seconds I groaned and ejaculated a huge spout of sperm into the air.
“Whooooooaaaa!!!!” cried a delighted Emma, as I jerked about sending several more thick streams of white sticky liquid into the air, onto me, onto her and all over the bed.
“That’s great!!! What a lot of stuff!!!” she enthused.
To my astonishment I found myself still hard and knew what I had to do next.
“Come here baby, let’s try something else.”
I had some Vaseline to hand and was soon smearing her anus and rectum liberally, whilst she giggled saying it tickled.
“Now sit on it slowly, slowly! Don’t hurt yourself”
She grimaced as she struggled to put the cock-head inside her tight anus but with the lubrication I soon felt it sliding in.
“Let’s look at ourselves in the mirror”, I suggested.
We positioned ourselves sideways on the bed. What a sight we made! My beautiful niece sitting on me, my cock completely buried between her ass-cheeks. With a little manoeuvring I lifted her so we were in front of the mirror and, turning her back to the mirror, I could see my large cock was indeed buried to the hilt inside my niece’s ass.
We made it back to the bed where I ass-fucked her slowly until I came inside her with a shudder. Withdrawing we fell into each other’s arms kissing tiredly and an exhausted Emma was soon asleep in my arms.
I dozed off for a while myself, and woke to find her still asleep in my arms.
She rubbed her eyes, beamed at me, kissed me properly.
“I think we should have a shower now babes”, I urged.
Which we did but naturally the fun and games with the soap and water led us back amidst many squeals from the little one, to bed for another long session of no-holes-barred fucking. I marvelled at her precocious stamina; she had eight orgasms that day.
After the second shower it was time for her to go home. She combed her long hair in front of the mirror, still completely naked, then dressed in her hippyish dress. After many fond kisses and assertions of mutual love I watched her leave from the window.
I should have felt ashamed of myself but I wasn’t, I was proud of myself. Little Emma had arrived an innocent girl and left as a young woman. I could sense it as I saw her bum swaying beneath the thin cloth. And I never forgot my promise. Fifteen years on from that day we have been lovers ever since. My marriage is stable, her boyfriends come and go but Emma’s love and passion are reserved for her Uncle John.