I hadn't been back to Florida since attending my niece and her friend's handjob party. I had thought a lot about the two teenagers, though, and occasionally jerked off with the cum stained bras and panties they had given me as souvenirs. I didn't know if I would see them again anytime soon, so I was left with my memories.
My sister Ellen called me recently. After some small talk, she said she was worried about Carolyn. She said, "I'm afraid she might be having sex."
"What makes you think that?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing specific. I just worry. She hangs around with that Cindy, and I know her mother is a slut," Ellen said.
"Well, have you asked Carolyn straight out," I asked Ellen. "You two have a good relationship; I think she would be honest with you."
"Yes I did," she answered. "And you know what? She asked me how I defined sex."
I chuckled to myself. "Another legacy of Bill Clinton," I said.
"Well, I didn't think it was funny," Ellen responded. "Anyway, Carolyn wants to go to Daytona with her friends for spring break at the end of next week, but I'm just not going to let her. Is there any chance she could come up to Atlanta instead?"
Her request caught me by surprise. Before I could really think about it, I found myself answering "sure, I guess so."
"Will Barbara be there?" Ellen asked.
"Not most of that time," I answered. In fact, Barbara was working in Florida and probably wouldn't be in Atlanta at all that week.
"I'd really appreciate it. I might have to let her take that Cindy with her so she won't have to travel by herself," Ellen said.
That was clearly a further complication, but I said "that'd be ok, I'll make sure things don't get out of hand." I chuckled to myself again at the double meaning.
"OK, thanks, we'll let you know," my sister responded.
I had actually forgotten that conversation several days later when I got a call from Carolyn. "Uncle Ron, my mom said you said I could come up there for spring break. Is that right?" she asked.
"Sure, you're always welcome here," I responded.
"Is Barbara going to be there?" she inquired.
"No, she won't be," I replied. "Is that a problem?"
"Not at all," Carolyn said. "In fact, that's better."
We hung up, but the phone rang two minutes later. It was Carolyn again. "I forgot to mention that Cindy will be with me. Is that OK?" Carolyn asked.
"Sure," I answered. But I thought to myself, "Uh oh, could be trouble."
Carolyn and Cindy were due in on a Thursday evening. They finally dragged in about 8:30, after road construction and Atlanta traffic made a six-hour trip eight and a half.
Carolyn came through the door first, and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek. I went to hug Cindy, but she threw herself at me, planted her lips on mine and forced her tongue into my mouth. I kissed her back, and gave her tongue. I broke it off, and kinda pushed her away. I looked over at Carolyn and she just rolled her eyes.
Since it was late and the girls were tired, we decided to just order pizza. I helped the girls bring in their luggage, which was an amazing amount for five days.
After we carried the luggage upstairs, I showed them the two guest bedrooms and asked, "which of you wants which room?"
"I was planning to sleep in the big bed with you," Cindy answered.
"I don't think so," I replied. "You can take this room," I said, taking her things into the first room.
Carolyn took her things into the other room across the hall. I talked with the girls and watched them unpack. As Cindy unpacked her bras and panties, she would hold them up for me to see. I didn't make any response, but I did feel a stirring in my crotch from looking at her lacy undies.
By the time we got back downstairs, the pizza had arrived. The girls pleaded with me to let them have a beer with the pizza, and finally I relented and let them have one each.
After dinner, Cindy asked me if we could watch some porn. I said no. She kept insisting, saying "I know you have to have some great porn." But I stuck to my guns, not even acknowledging that I had porn (of course I do have an extensive collection), and put the news on TV.
After awhile, both girls were obviously sleepy and I had an early morning meeting, so I herded everyone off to bed. I was going to leave work early in the afternoon and show Carolyn and Cindy some of the sights of the big city.
I heard the girls in the bathroom they shared as I got ready for bed myself. By the time I settled into bed to read awhile, their half of the house was quiet.
Just as I was getting sleepy and ready to turn off the light, I heard a faint rapping on my door. Before I could respond, the door opened and my niece slipped in.
Carolyn was wearing a pajama set, with a cropped T-shirt top and boxer bottoms. She looked so fresh and innocent- and sexy. She came and sat on the bed near my feet.
"Uncle Ron, I'm worried about this weekend," she said. "Cindy has been getting wilder with boys, and now she just regularly gives them blowjobs instead of handjobs. She still says she wants to stay a virgin, but now she says she wants to have anal sex. That way, she says she will technically be a virgin."
I just looked at her, not knowing what to say.
Carolyn continued, "she's planning to find some guy to have anal sex with while we're up here, and I'm afraid she's going to put me in a position where I will be pressured to do that too, and I don't want to. I just want to give handjobs, maybe suck a little."
I still didn't know what to say. But hearing my niece talk this way was having an effect on my cock, and it was tenting the sheet that covered me. Carolyn took note of it.
"Oh my, I see I've got you hot and bothered," she said. "I'll have to do something about that," she continued, pulling the sheet back.
My cock was already sticking out of my pajamas, so it popped out into the open when she pulled the sheet back. Carolyn immediately wrapped the fingers of one hand around it, using her other hand to cup my balls.
