I would like to thank ShameNTame for collaborating with me on this story.
Please read Part one.
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What happens in Florida stays in Florida. Well, at least that is what my husband hoped for. But his niece Nicole certainly didn't, and neither did I.
A quick recap of Part One of the story. Nicole, our wild 18-year-old niece on my husband's side, got kicked out of the house by my husband's brother. She appeared at our door one day with bags in hand and no place to go. Of course we accepted her with open arms and gave her a place to stay until she could sort out her life. As it happened, we had a place in Florida booked for our annual March vacation, so we decided it was best to bring Nicole along with us rather than leave her to her own vices at home. She was a wild child after all. One thing led to another, and many lines were crossed during that memorable vacation. Read Part One for the juicy details.
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We had spent the vacation in Florida fucking like rabbits. Nicole had flaunted her body in front of us both, and neither of us could resist. I helped my husband overcome his reticence that first time in the hot tub, releasing his cock so Nicole could feel for herself how much he truly needed to be inside her. She had the confidence and body of a beautiful young woman but also the wiles and guile of someone experienced too.
Those days in Florida were a magical time. It had been a long time since I had tasted such a young sweet pussy as hers, or had such sweet soft lips sucking my clit to orgasm. And to watch her so diligently take care of my pussy whilst she was herself fucked from behind by my husband was enough to get me off all on its own!
It was clear that my husband, although initially very reluctant, was incredibly turned on, not just by the idea of fucking such a young, beautiful woman (he's only human after all), but also one who should, by all rights, have been off limits. The energy and vigour with which he fucked, not just her but me too, during that vacation was proof enough of that. And I, for one, wanted more of it.
When we got back home and slipped back into the usual life routines, I quickly became nostalgic for the time we had away. With my husband back at work, I found it impossible to resist Nicole, and she felt the same urges as me. It wasn't long before we were having sex two or three times a day. By the time my husband returned from work, I was exhausted. Nicole, being only 18, had the energy to go all day and night...yikes.
Although our daytime romps were exhilarating, I wanted more. I wanted to experience that same type of animal sex we had with my husband on our vacation. My husband had not fucked me like that since we first started dating.
Nicole was all for it, but we both knew we had to approach my husband carefully, as he was still regretful about his interactions with his blood relative. We would have to slowly seduce him.
I started that night, while stroking my husband to get him in the mood for a goodnight fuck, I asked him about having fun with Nicole once more, but he flatly refused, saying,
"Absolutely not! That was just a drunken holiday mistake, and it will never happen again."
But the way his cock twitched in my hand when I mentioned it told me that deep down the idea still really turned him on.
And it did for me too.
Nicole was still parading around the house with barely any clothes on; she was still touching / brushing up against her uncle 'inappropriately.' When watching TV with us on the sofa, she would sit sideways and plop her feet on my husband's lap. At first he tried very hard not to touch her long, endless legs, but after a while he began to rub her feet and her legs at her encouragement.
Nicole and I both noticed the bulge in his pants as Nicole, the little vixen that she was, purposely rubbed his groin with her feet. My husband was getting very uncomfortable as he could not control his hard on.
When my husband moved to the chair to restrain himself, I found myself rubbing Nicole's feet. As my hands moved up her spectacular legs, I could see my husband watching us and not the TV.
I knew eventually he would give in to his desires. Whenever Nicole raised his blood pressure by flaunting her assets, he looked on like a lovelorn teenager. I would stroke his cock through his pants to check how hard he was and continue to encourage him. I could tell his resistance was breaking down.
The presence of Nicole in our house had a positive effect on both my husband's and my libidos. My husband was in a constant state of arousal, and we were having sex much more frequently than before her arrival. I began referring to Nicole as the "Sex Kitten" to get a rise out of him. The name definitely suited her.
Another tactic that I tried was to have sex with my husband only when Nicole was in the house and could hear us. Sometimes I would leave our bedroom door open hoping it would encourage her to drop in and join us. My husband was wise to this, though, and tried to avoid it, but I was clever enough to keep his attention on me.
One evening when Nicole was out, I seduced my husband in the kitchen, which wasn't hard to do considering the effect our little sex kitten had on him. I knew full well that Nicole had just run to the local shop and she would be home momentarily. I yanked down my husband's pants, dropped to my knees, and began giving him a nice, slow blowjob.
"Let's go to the bedroom." He requested it as he tried to pull me up. But I was relentless and continued to suck on his swollen member.
Just like clockwork, Nicole came walking in, catching me on my knees giving him head. As she walked through the kitchen in her mini cutoff shorts, she didn't even flinch.
"Oops, sorry Uncle, I didn't know you were in her..." was all she said with an evil grin.
As I turned my head, his cock still in my mouth, I saw her wink at me as she paused to take in the sight and grab a drink out of the refrigerator. My husband's cock immediately twitched as he pulled my head deeper onto his cock. He lost all control and shot his load into my mouth.
"Bravo!" Nicole said as she casually walked out of the kitchen, as my husband stared at her tiny, firm ass and long legs.
I knew then despite his reluctance he was ready for the next step. And so was Nicole.
Nicole and I hatched the plan between us. It is surprising how creative women can get when they're having fun and determined to get what they want.
It was Sunday morning, and my husband had just left; he was out with friends for the morning; I think he said golfing. I wasn't really listening, as he'd left me feeling a little scrambled, my mind blissfully out, and my body warm and still quivering in bed.
He had left me after having taken me by surprise as I was contemplating what my plans for a lazy Sunday should be. My husband must have been reading my mind, because no sooner had my line of thought begun that I felt him spoon against me, with an already hard cock knocking at my door requesting access.
Sometimes I liked to feign disinterest, hoping that he would claim me forcefully, and today was such a time. I rolled forward onto my front, denying him access to the hole he needed. His response, as predicted, was to roll himself on top of me, to use his legs to force mine apart, and to pull my hair back to hold me still and keep me vulnerable to his will. He then proceeded to fuck me, forcing his way into my dripping wet pussy while whispering into my ear how his cock was to always be obeyed; his cock was my command. I loved when he took me like this, and I would struggle against him just enough so that he had to fight to win the reward. As his cum filled my pussy, he would warn me never to try to deny him again, at which point my body would give way and collapse into the inevitable orgasm.
It was in this state that Nicole found me not long after. She knocked on the bedroom door but then walked straight in, not waiting for a reply. I was still lying naked, face down on the bed, the bedcovers lost to the floor in the struggle.
Nicole, never one to waste an opportunity, was quickly on my back in nothing but her nightie, and she cuddled me tight while slowly nuzzling into my neck and grinding into my ass.
"Oh, he fucked you good this morning, didn't he, Aunty? When is he going to fuck me like that again?" She asked.
"Oh I don't think you have to wait much longer, Dear. His resistance is breaking down...I can tell by the way he looks at you." I reassured her.
As she worked her way down my body, planting kisses, she pleaded with me to help her. As her mouth reached my still hot and inflamed pussy, his cum still dripping from me, Nicole started to lap at all the juices she could find, and I slipped into my second orgasm of the morning.
It was afterward, while lying in each other's arms, that together we hatched our plan. I knew my husbands routines. Every Sunday he would return home from golfing at around 1 pm and do some yard work before resting on the couch with a beer.