It is a Monday morning, and my neice and I are going to ride bikes in Chickamauga Battlefield. I have loaded my bicycle on the carrier and driven over to my sister’s house to pick up my neice, Nina. When I arrive at Nina’s house, she is waiting for me on the front porch swing, wearing a middriff t shirt and baby blue terry cloth jogging shorts, white socks and sneakers.
As I walk up the steps towards Nina...I notice she is sitting with her legs open just a little and I can see a hint of her white panties....mmmm. I sit beside her, as she puts her arms around my neck to give me a sweet hug. As we hug, her mom, Karen, comes out on the porch (she is wearing a very short mini....and tank top.) Karen asks if I would mind if Nina could stay with me for a few days, as Karen had to go out of town for work for a few days. Of course Nina can stay with me......I reply. Karen tells Nina to go get her things, and Nina runs into the house. Karen is standing in front of me, and I slowly slide my hand up her thigh......to rub against her mound....as Karen moans. I hear Nina coming, so pull my hand away...just in time. Karen winks at me and tells me, some time we will continue this.
Nina puts her things in the car and I load her bike on the carrier, and after saying goodbye to her mom, we leave. As we drive along, I can’t help but check out Nina’s sexy little body and her beautiful, smooth tanned legs......wishing there was some way to make slow love with her.....oh to dream.
We arrive at the battlefield, and take the bikes down. Our water bottles are full and we ride away, letting Nina lead....so I can watch her cute little butt moving on her bike as we ride. After riding for a while, we stop to read some monuments, and Nina crawls up on an old Civil War cannon...straddling the barrel so I can take pictures of her. (I silently wish she would straddle my face like that) When she reaches out for me to help her down, she slides off into my arms, her smallish breasts pressing against my chest. I hope she hasn’t felt my hard penis as she moved against me.
We ride some more, until Nina skidded in some gravel and fell. I pulled up beside her, as she sat crying on the ground. I kneeled to check her skinned knees and gently dusted the dirt and gravel off of her. We are in a fairly secluded part of the park, so I carry her in my arms and set her on a waist high monument. I go get the bikes, and move them off the path into the woods where the monument is.