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.
"Umm," she cooed. "I love your dick."
I was past the point of thinking that it was wrong to have my 18-year old niece playing with my cock. The reality was that I knew this would happen when I agreed to have her come up, so I was hooked.
Carolyn continued to slowly stroke me, massaging my balls as she did. She broke away for a moment, and in a single motion pulled off her shirt. I realize it was the first time that I had never really seen her tits. They were nice, very nice. Probably just B cup, maybe C, but nicely rounded, and stand-up perky.
She leaned in and rubbed the head of my cock on her tits, first one, then the other. I was oozing pre-cum, and she used her hand to milk that from me and to spread it over her breasts. She licked her fingers, and dipped her head to lick the tip of my cock.
"Umm, I love it when your dick leaks," she said. "It's a preview of when it explodes."
She was wanking me harder at this point, still with my cock to her chest. I could feel the cum welling up in my balls, and knew I was near cumming. Carolyn felt me tensing, and increased her pace even more.
Moments later, I shot a blast of cum that went into the air and caught Carolyn on her cheek. She quickly pointed my cock at her chest, and directed the next blasts of cum onto her tits.
"Oh, I love your cum!" she cried out, milking all of the cum I had to offer. And I did have a lot to offer- I couldn't remember when I had cum so much. She smeared it all over her breasts, and licked her fingers clean.
"I'm going to leave your cum to dry on my tits," she said. "I might not wash for a few days, or until I can get some more."
"I'll probably have some more for you before you leave," I said.
"Oh, I know you will," she answered. "And don't forget, you promised to show me about finger fucking."
I had forgotten about that conversation, but I nodded at her as she picked up her shirt and walked out of the room bare-chested.
I went right to sleep and slept soundly, something I don't always do. I was up and out early the next morning before the girls were up. I wasn't sure what their plans were, but I figured they wouldn't be up to too much mischief before I got back home at 2 or 3 PM.
When I got home Friday afternoon, I noticed that Carolyn's car was in the same spot it had been in when I left. I took that to mean that they hadn't been anywhere during the day.
When I entered the house, I couldn't hear any sign of them. I opened the door to the basement to see if they might be in the rec room, but no sounds from there either. I went upstairs, but at the top of the stairs there were still no sounds. As I entered the master bedroom, I could hear muffled sound coming from the upstairs den, a room off the walk-in closet that is set up as a little den, with a TV, reading chair, love seat, etc. When I walked in, I found the two girls sitting in bra and panties, drinking beer, with a porno flick on TV. So much for not too much mischief.
I just stood there taking in the scene.
"Hi Uncle Ron," Carolyn greeted me. "How was your day?"
I looked at the TV screen. They were playing one of my raunchiest gangbang tapes, with a woman taking on 12 or so guys. At this point, she was getting double penetrated, had a cock in her mouth, and one in each hand.
"What in the hell do ya'll think you're doing?" I asked harshly.
"We're on spring break," Carolyn answered. "We're just hanging out."