Chapter 1 Elle

I woke with a smile already stretching my face wide. It took a moment for me to realise why I felt so happy and relaxed, but then I remembered: everyone would be out all day, and I finally had the house to myself. My parents were going to be over at Uncle Rich's watching the match, giving me twelve hours of complete solitude.

I stretched luxuriously, enjoying the movement of my body. It had been a very long summer since I came home from college, but today I was going to make up for it. I opened my bottom bedside table drawer a couple of inches and smiled at the thought of the toys within, but didn't make any move to take them out yet; I wasn't in any rush. I pinched my already hard nipples, enjoying the plump roundness of my breasts, and then slipped my hand beneath my pyjama shorts. My middle finger reached out and stroked the length of my warm, wet vagina. Today was going to be a good day.

I eased my fingers in, knuckle-deep, as I thought about the day of decadence I had ahead of me. Not as good as if I had a real cock available to me, but with everyone out I could at least take my time and get as noisy as I wanted. I hadn't been a virgin for many years, but living away from home had given me plenty of opportunities to explore sexually, and to discover a whole new depth of pleasure. I started rubbing my clitoris fast and hard. In no time at all I was moaning as I brought myself to a quick orgasm -- just a taste to start the day right.

I got up and pulled on a pair of light knickers, a short skirt and a thin tank top. My skirt showed the firm curves at the bottom of my ass if I bent over and my top hugged my every curve, clearly showing my tits. It all made me feel so sexy. As an afterthought, I picked up my remote-controlled knicker vibrator and slid it into my pussy. I switched it on low, as I walked downstairs to the kitchen.

I stood in the doorway and smiled again as I turned the intensity up a bit more. It felt so deliciously naughty, standing there in my parent's kitchen, making my breakfast like normal, all the time inching closer to orgasm. Toast, coffee and orgasm: the perfect breakfast. I glanced lovingly at my anal pump, my mind reaching forward to stretching myself with it in the living room. I licked my fingers and massaged my left nipple under my top, as I sat at the table with my breakfast.

"Hi love! Where are you?" My mum's voice called out at the same time as I heard the front door click open. I nearly choked on my toast in shock, but fortunately had the presence of mind to jump up and shove the toy lying on the counter into my gym bag.

"Oh hi, Elle. You wouldn't believe the morning we've had already! Sorry, but Uncle Rich has got a power cut, so we've had to relocate," mum said as she, dad and Uncle Rich came into the room.

"Hi honey," dad said, pecking me on the cheek. "Are you ok? You seem warm."

I felt warm standing in front of my family with my pussy soaking my knickers and my nipples clearly showing through my flimsy top. "I'm fine dad. I've just finished showering, maybe that's it?"

I needed to get out of there and remove the vibrator and was just about to make an excuse when I saw something that made my stomach drop. The remote was still sitting on the side by the sink.

"I'll put the kettle on, shall I?" said Uncle Rich, walking towards it.

"No! I'll do it!" I almost shouted in blind panic, hurrying after him, but too late. He paused then gave me a strange look, something in his eyes that I hadn't seen before. Before I could do anything he quickly pocketed the remote and carried on filling the kettle.

Strangely, I felt my panic lessen slightly at this. At least he hadn't said anything to mum and dad. Although he was actually older than my parents, he had never felt like one of them -- lovely, upturned eyes that seemed to see through me, no sign of dad-bod and a good sense of style. Growing up, he had always been an ally -- a co-conspirator -- and kept my secrets. All I needed to do was remove the device -- probably change my clothes -- and everything would be fine.

"Well... I guess, I'll head upstairs for a bit while you get sorted." I said to no one in particular, moving towards the door.

"What about your breakfast?" asked mum.

"Yeh, surely you've got no reason not to stay and finish your breakfast with us?" Uncle Rich chimed in, with a mischievous glint in his eyes. At the same time, I felt a sudden surge in my pussy, as the vibrator was kicked up a couple of notches, nearly making me moan out loud.

I locked eyes with my uncle, who was watching closely and gave a small smile when he saw me biting my lip. "Take a seat," he said, as the vibrations in my vagina were reduced ever so slightly.

I paused for a moment and then sat down. My family talked through the day as I bolted my breakfast, interrupted by the occasional surge of pleasure as my uncle toyed with me. I wasn't alarmed though; he had always liked joking with me as an equal, never patronising or sugar-coating the truth for me. This was just a new game for us to play.

As soon as I finished eating, I leapt up and headed towards my bedroom. I was sure that anyone who looked at the wrong moment would be able to see the wet patch outlining my crotch, and, against my will, I felt a rush of pleasure every time my cotton top rubbed against my tender nipples. I reached my room and turned to close the door, but to my shock saw Uncle Rich pushing in after me. He put his finger to his lips as he quietly shut the door and then took the remote out of his pocket.

"Uncle Rich? What are you doing?" I whispered, still terrified of being caught out.

"Enjoying a lovely day with my favourite niece," he smiled at me. "How about you princess? Are you enjoying yourself?" As he asked this, he clicked the vibrator up several levels, making me gasp and stumble sideways, as my legs began to tremble.

"Oh, hang on baby," Rich said reaching out and grabbing me around the waist. "Easy there, don't want you getting hurt." He lightly pushed me against the wall and punched the vibrator up to max.

"Oh God, Uncle Rich," I breathed as my hips began to rock against him of their own volition. "Please stop, this is so wrong."

"Oh princess," he said quietly, as he leaned his forehead lightly against mine, our lips nearly touching. "You don't really want that do you?"

He slipped his finger underneath my skirt and eased my sopping knickers to one side. I was putting all my energy into trying to keep quiet and didn't even think of trying to stop him. He began slowly stroking his finger around my inner lips and up to my clitoris, watching my face the entire time. "You don't want me to stop princess. You want me to fuck you, the way I've been dreaming of fucking you all summer. Isn't that right?"

I opened my mouth to say no, that's disgusting, but all that came out was a helpless mew, as I toppled over into orgasm. His finger kept stroking as my g-spot and clitoris both erupted. I moaned again, as I bucked against him and my vagina spasmed. He slipped his two free fingers in my mouth, shushing me, and I gratefully clamped down and started sucking as I looked into his eyes.

As I finished, he removed his fingers from my mouth and turned the vibrator off. We stayed in place with me sandwiched between him and the wall and his fingers still resting against my gently throbbing vagina, as I softly panted. I felt the hard lines of his muscular body pressing against my whole being. I wanted him. It had been so intense, so quick, and -- I couldn't help it -- I wanted more. He kissed my open mouth slipping his tongue straight in and over my own. His mouth was soft and warm, and I could feel the kiss right down in my stomach. Without thinking I kissed him back, craving the close intimacy that follows a strong orgasm.

"There's my good girl. We're going to have a lot of fun today, princess," he said as he pulled away slightly. My lips trailed behind, still puckered slightly and trying to find his.

"It's ok Elle, we've got all day," he said, smiling at my reaction. "I'd better head back out before your mum and dad come looking. And you need to get changed, I think. A nice summer dress maybe..."

With that he pulled the vibrator out of my pussy and was out of the room before I even had a chance to recover my senses and attempt a reply.

I stood, my vagina feeling achingly empty. It was wrong. I had just cum under my uncle's -- my dad's older brother's -- hands. And, worse, I wanted more. I knew what I had to do though: I'd pull on some sweats and stay close to my parents for the rest of the day. No more.